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Bi-Sexual Male / 54
My Rode To Perdition
When in my fifties I started getting probed for a prostate exam I realized I not only liked it, I looked forward to it. On a trip to Oklahoma I stayed at a freeway Holiday Inn. When I went out to get something to I noticed a Erotica store. During dinner I convinced myself to go to the store. I bought a true to form penis dildo, a set of three sizes butt plugs and some lube.
I went back to the room, found a gay porn movie on the adult channel and using the lube and the penis I masturbated and fucked myself. In the morning I wrapped everything up and dropped it in a trash can as I was leaving. It wasn't long before I repeated the purchase again, on another out of town business trip. This time I kept the penis and the lube. At home I found a way to hide them behind a drawer in the bathroom cabinet.
A year later, watching gay porn in the motel I got the urge to go out, maybe meet someone. The desk clerk appeared to me to be gay, I worked up the nerve and asked him where I could go to meet a man. He sent me to a bar downtown. It was dark. After I ordered a drink and my eyes got accustomed to the light it was only men, some dancing, suits, work clothes, no kids or college age. I sat, the bartender brought me another drink, a man struck up a conversation, I let him pick me up.
I had the real thing, held a cock in my hand, my mouth, lay naked on the bed with him, he maneuvered, used the lube to fix me up, put on a condom and I got a live human cock in my ass. It is the best memory. It's not easy to hook up, but not impossible. I haven't stopped.
I went back to the room, found a gay porn movie on the adult channel and using the lube and the penis I masturbated and fucked myself. In the morning I wrapped everything up and dropped it in a trash can as I was leaving. It wasn't long before I repeated the purchase again, on another out of town business trip. This time I kept the penis and the lube. At home I found a way to hide them behind a drawer in the bathroom cabinet.
A year later, watching gay porn in the motel I got the urge to go out, maybe meet someone. The desk clerk appeared to me to be gay, I worked up the nerve and asked him where I could go to meet a man. He sent me to a bar downtown. It was dark. After I ordered a drink and my eyes got accustomed to the light it was only men, some dancing, suits, work clothes, no kids or college age. I sat, the bartender brought me another drink, a man struck up a conversation, I let him pick me up.
I had the real thing, held a cock in my hand, my mouth, lay naked on the bed with him, he maneuvered, used the lube to fix me up, put on a condom and I got a live human cock in my ass. It is the best memory. It's not easy to hook up, but not impossible. I haven't stopped.
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