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- Coming Out -

Gay Male / 52

I guess I have fought gay desires all my life,been married, dated women and very often needing to think of cock to cum when I was with a woman.My name is Mark and I am 62 yrs old.Many times I thought I had some control of the desires and could live some sort of straight life.Lately it feels inevitable that I am turning to men for good.Of course I have had anonymous affairs with men and gay interludes when all I could think of was cock.Somehow I would will myself to return to women and swear I would give up these urges.

I suppose I just did not want to be gay and refused to accept it.Yesterday however everything just fell into place.Leaving my apartment I walked through the local gay area.Knowingly I checked out men's crotches and felt this was not just another cruising experience.It hit me finally that I was gay and I may as well live the rest of my life as a gay man.Just as I was thinking this I noticed this older gay man staring at me.He was outside this gay bar smoking a cigarette enjoying a deep drag.I had seen him before many times and he often smiled and checked me out.I never stopped but felt a stirring in my groin.He was about 70 or so weathered face a bit of a belly and looked like he had been around a long time in the gay lifestyle.In the past I would never have compared myself to him but today was different.I knew that I was becoming more and more like him without realizing it.I was smoking my cigarettes with a slow sensual elegance.I was looking at men's bulges with lust like he did every day.I was hoping to be with men and have sex with them.This time I stopped and went up to him.Hi my name is Mark could I bum a cigarette off you I said.He offered me his pack and I took one.I put it in my mouth and he flicked the lighter for me and I inhaled the smoke deeply.I noticed his short white hair and moustache. Likely the Marlboro man look of the 70's .I took another deep drag and he spoke.Why don;t we get out of here and go to my place he said matter of factly. My name is Bruce by the way.He started walking and I went with him. My heart was pounding.He knew what I needed.After a 10 minute walk we got to his hi rise building and took the elevator to his floor.Inside his apartment I noticed gay videos and magazines and a bottle of poppers on his coffee table.He took his clothes off and I removed mine. It was all inevitable like I no longer had control of it.I said Bruce I am a gay man and this is what I need.He smiled and said I know Mark. I have known you were gay for years.When I saw you looking at me and other men we just know.You have always been one of us now you can admit it.Then he said okay faggot get on your knees and suck this dick.My heart pounded hard as I took his 7 inch cut cock in my mouth.I kissed and licked it with so much lust and desire that has been with me all my life.Before he was even close to coming he had me get on all fours on the living room carpet. Snort these he demanded as he placed the open poppers in front of my nose.I snorted until I felt that rush of heat go through me and the strange waves of lust that poppers induce.Bruce fingered my loosening asshole and put some lube in it from a tube he had nearby.Then he got behind me and slowly entered my assc**t bare.The head of his cock parting my anus easily.Her started fucking me with confident deep strokes.God it felt good.He fucked me like thjat for I do not know how long but it was intense.My body started shaking with the beginnings of a full body orgasm which I had often experienced with dildos and anal play on my own.Now it was his cock making me orgasm like a woman inside my body. I was moaning and crying out.Then he groaned and let loose his seed breeding me with a flood of his semen.He pumped quite a load in me.After he withdrew he said tomorrow you and I will be standing outside that bar watching other men walk by,lusting after them, and smoking our cigarettes contentedly.A couple of gay men just being themselves.

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# 44135 - by Anonymous

- Coming Out -

Bi-Sexual Female / 32

I am in a lesbian marriage. We are married, 32 years old and have been together since our freshman year in college. We have a man that takes care of us, we are both primarily passive and we are obedient. We live together, he has his room and we live in our room, that's not to say that from time to time we start getting touched and that pretty much means that he want us. When he pulls me aside into his arms and tells me that he loves me and I tell him I love him and let him kiss me it is a sign that I am going to have sex with him. The same goes for my wife, although I am his favorite.

My wife and I met in our freshman year in the dorm. We met one day when we were both going to do laundry but there was just one machine free and she suggested that we wash our clothes together and I went to her dorm room while the machine did its thing. From that day on we did our laundry together, wash, dry and fold. Our first 'act' of a sexual nature was sharing panties. We got naked and put on each other's panties, falling on her bed laughing, we hugged breast to breasts and ended up in our first kiss.

We moved in together in our sophomore year and in our junior year we moved in with him, sharing a two bedroom townhouse. We did the cooking, cleaning and laundry and he did the eating, dirtying and messing. He was a man with two wives and we loved being his wives and taking care of the house for him. It was the perfect life and after college we all went together to live. We had sex because after all we were the women at home and otherwise we would have had some other woman in the middle. Giving him sex was easy, it was pleasurable, and when we were in college and our early twenties we shared sex together. My wife is more the lesbian, I am more bisexual.

Later, as we got older we started to deal with the fact that he had fallen in love with us, for real. He refused to choose and when the law changed we got married instead of one of us marrying him. Either way, two of were going to be married and the third one had to be married in spirit. We are married in spirit to him and call him our husband. We like being his wives and we love him.

I am a cock sucker, swallower of cum. My wife thinks its gross but she sucks his cock but won't let him cum in her mouth. She loves pussy, she has hundreds of pictures of my pussy. She started taking pictures before the iPhone and she stores them in albums and has her favorites. It's a gynecological record. I love tits, I always have. It is pretty much been something for me from when we first got together. It is just that I like the feeling of her tits, in my hand, my mouth, against my chest, rubbing me down the back. I like having her eat my pussy, I like being her woman when she is having sex with me. I would rather have her eat me than him, he is rough and spends too little time before he wants to fuck.

I guess that our life is me with my wife, and me with him. He won't fuck my wife unless she is really in the mood, he understands that sex with him is something she does to please him. He and I have sex regularly, I sleep with my wife every night, we are both passive when it comes to sex so it takes a lot of hugging and kissing to get us in the mood before she and I have full blown sex. Once she gets started I let her take the lead.

Outside the bedroom we are like any other early thirties couple. We have a house, we work and we hang out with our friends. That we are together as a lesbian couple is no longer an issue, it is more of an issue with our friends and family that we got with him to his bed from time to time. I guess having us married as lesbians didn't raise much concern. Being wives to one man does. No one believes me that if I hadn't married my wife I would have married him.

So much from the lives of a threesome with benefits.

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# 44127 - by Anonymous

- Coming Out -

Bi-Sexual Male / 52

I am a 62 yr old tall white male around 200 pounds who has been seeing this 60 yr old blonde female with streaks of grey in her long hair for about 6 months.I met her on an online dating site and she is very open-minded about sex.Unlike any other woman I have known she sees other men on dates and has sex with them because she is often horny and cannot wait for me to see her.She tells me about her encounters and enjoys I get a hardon when she describes how it feels when some man's cock is inside her.Judy will incorporate these stories into our lovemaking.Gradually her telling me these erotic encounters has deepened a feeling inside myself that arouses me.I imagine that I am Judy getting fucked by men and sucking their cocks.One night I got the courage to tell her my fantasy and she to my surprise encouraged it to happen.She said I am having other men so why don't you have a man too.But her suggestion was even more kinky and bizarre than that.She described her landlord as this 75 yr old wrinkled lonely widower named Jack who had come on to her for years but she had always turned him down as too old and unattractive.But she had an idea, a crazy one.I will tell Jack he can have me for one night if you suck his cock like i suck other men.This way you can feel like me with a man but you know I am making you blow some old ugly guy for my amusement.And seeing you do this act is so out there I will then let him fuck my pussy.I thought about all of this and wondered whether she was crazy or I was even crazier for contemplating this idea.She then looked at me and smiled.Mark, I think you secretly desire men so trust me on this try it and see if it excites you.But he is old and unattractive I replied.Judy said yeah but he has a lonely cock that needs looking after.So with that it was agreed.

She spoke to Jack a few days later as he lived on the main floor and she had the basement apartment.She smiled and said it is set for tonight.Let us get a bottle of wine and lose our inhibitions.We drank some wine and both smoked Salems as we waited for him to come downstairs.She was wearing blsck tights and top while i was in some jogging pants and t-shirt.Jack came downstairs looking nervous.By this point Judy and I were a bit tipsy.Jack had receding white hair a big nose and glasses and a bit of a paunch.He was not attractive .And he looked every year of 75.He sat down in a recliner and Judy says well Mark why don't you go over to Jack and get on your knees and caress him a bit.I did as she told and went over to him.He had loose pants on.Judy asked me to unzip his pants and caress his cock through his underwear which I did.I felt this fat cock and stroked it awhile.It gradually stiffened and Jack closed his eyes and moaned a bit.I thought the old bastard is enjoying this.My own cock was stiffening in my jogging pants and Judy could see that.She said OH my Mark you are getting turned on.I then took his cock out of his underwear and played with it some more. It was thick and cut with a big head and about 6 inches long.It looked really sexy to me.Judy then said suck that old dick Mark really suck it good.I kissed the head then slowly engulfed it.I sucked it nice and slow and realized I loved how it felt in my mouth.Judy watched intently as I gave Jack a blowjob.I thought this is how Judy must feel sucking men.The thought excited me and my own cock got so hard it hurt.Judy then lit a cigarette and walked over to me.She asked that i put her cigarette in my mouth while she takes her tights off.She said suck on my cigarette while I ride this fucking cock.I could tell she was really horny.She then sat on Jack's cock and it easily slid inside her.She wrapped her arms around his neck and started riding hard.Soon she was kissing him passionately and moaning.She kept riding until he started crying out I am coming then she cried out herself in orgasm and they both came together.She sat on him for quite awhile then she led him to the bedroom beckoning me in.Her demeanor changed dramatically.She was affectionate and loving with him giving him sweet lengthy kisses.She then said I have a confession to make Mark.I have not been seeing other men only Jack.He fucks me when you are not around.I love him but I need to also have a man that likes the taste of Jack's cock so I can watch.Then she instructed me to lay on the bed.jack will jerk you off now baby because his cock made you so fucking hard.With that Jack caressed my cock and then proceeded to masturbate me to an intense orgasm.Judy smiled and said one day you will be riding Jack's cock too and really know how it feels to me me.

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# 44111 - by Anonymous

- Coming Out -

Lesbian Female / 29

Through a totally unrelates series of events a girl came to live with me, first she was there on the couch for a few days while she found another job. But after several weeks of frustration she begged for another week. One night I felt bad, why I don't know and told her she could sleep with me in the bed. The couch was so bad, hand me down from who knows who. I made room for her and we slept ok, the bed was a queen and we are small. She looked for this job and that job and never found a job and she kept up with the apartment and groceries and laundry and I worked and basically supported her, buying clothes for her, shoes and taking her on vacation when I went to see some friends on the West Coast.

It was while we were on vacation and at a party that my friends had for us to meet their group that this guy was hitting on 'her'. I got jealous, my heart was running, my stomach hurt, I went totally impulsive and walked over to them and said that I wanted to borrow my wife back and took her by the hand to where I was talking with my friends and another couple. Everyone heard me call her my wife. She didn't say anything right than so she wouldn't embarrass me but that night, of course we were sharing a room, we had been sharing a room for over a year by then, she got into her night shirt, she had on this pair of very tight panties that night, her breast were tight in the nightshirt, she could see that I was staring at her, she walked over and asked me if she was my wife was I her wife?

She took off her nightshirt and stood there in front of me with nothing on but those very tight panties and looked at me and told me to make her my wife. That was the first time we had sex, real unabashed sex. It was my first lesbian experience, my first lesbian kiss, we tried to be quiet but who knows what my friends heard from their room. I called her my wife after that trip, we slowly let it be known that we were not just friends or roommates, we made love or had sex intensely for weeks afterwards. She is my wife, she stays home and I work, we did get married in a simple ceremony with some friends and parents present. We have a king size bed now, we used a gift certificate from our wedding, we have also moved into a small house.

I love that she is my wife, that we live the way we do. I do not mind at all working to support us, I love that she takes care of me. We have had several conversations with my brother and his wife and he is willing to provide his services for us, his wife wants total clinical insemination but we want natural insemination. It is not like it was he and I, my wife is not a blood relative, but still my sister in law hasn't agreed to a natural insemination and that is what we are discussing. Regardless it will be 'clinical', my sister in law and I will wait outside the room until they have success. I am not downplaying this, it is just that a doctor's office seems so impersonal for such a thing like having our own child, maybe children and my brother is the closest thing to me.

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# 44042 - by Anonymous

- Coming Out -

Bi-Sexual Male / 55

I'm 65, and started sucking cocks and getting fucked by men when I was 50.
I've now sucked hundreds of cocks, and have been fucked by over fifty men, most of them have fucked me many times. I have three men who fuck me weekly, sometimes several times each. I'm retired, so have the time to empty their semen in my mouth or ass. I've been gang banged by four men,and would like to do ten or more.

I don't even have any interest in sex with women anymore. I discovered my place in this world is to service other mens cocks.

It took me quite a while to finally admit to myself I'm a faggot. I'm no longer ashamed or humiliated because I service men's cocks. I openly suck cocks in my front yard where my neighbors or anyone driving by may see me. I WANT them to see me.

My name is Ric Carter, and I live at 305 Cramer Creek Road, Somers, Montana 59932. If you write, address it to "Ric Cocksucker". This is just south of Glacier National Park and Kalispell on Flathead Lake. My email is rcriccarter@@@@@@@@g***l.**m. Contact me if you are in the area,and I will suck your cock and you can fuck me. I will also send you a picture of me sucking a cock, and other nudes. I would like you to share them with your friends and post them online to further expose me as a faggot.

I'm proud to be a cock sucking anal slut faggot.

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# 43983 - by Anonymous

- Coming Out -

Bi-Sexual Female / 55

Starting at about ten I became self aware of my body. I would stand in front of the mirror in the bathroom to see myself. I had to climb up on my mother's make up stool to get a full view. Slowly I started to see changes, my chest got a bit bigger, my hips a little wider, my pubes a little thicker. I loved seeing myself naked.

I found my mother's lipstick case with it's little mirror and that was my first close up view of down below. It was a while before I was able to find a larger mirror which I stole from a friend's house and kept shoved up between the mattress and the box springs which gave me pretty good views of my insides. At about the same time I figured out that if I stood on the makeup stool and turned around and bent over I could get a real good view of my asshole button and my vagina from the rear. I had found my clit and I masturbated my clit raw, so raw that my panties rubbed against my clit if I sat and spread my legs and leaned forward and rubbed back and forth on the kitchen chair.

I loved the feeling of my naked pussy and when my mother was out I would sit naked with my legs spread as wide as thy would go while I watched television in the den. I had a friend who would come over and we got into a competition as to who could spread eagle out more and I got to know her pussy real well, to finger her and touch her and eat her. She ate me in return and we got into deep kissing and booby gropes, pussy fingering and eating wet pussy. She and I were in choir together so we spent several afternoons after school. A favorite pastime was stripping our panties off during school and trading and wearing her panties instead of mine.

We were fifteen when we decided that it was time to lose our virginities. We asked this one friend of ours from choir to do it and he came over to my house when my mother wasn't there, I pushed my panties down and laid back on the bed and he shoved his penis in me and then my friend pushed her panties down and laid back on the bed and he shoved his penis in her. He left and we sixtynined the rest of the afternoon. Other than that one time we never tried another penis until we got married. Around the tenth grade my mother asked me if I did anything with her, sexual. After that we were more careful.

We didn't have a date for senior prom which was a real marker, but we were two of many nerd choir girls without dates and we went to the prom in a pack. We kissed on the dance floor during a slow dance, not a heavy thing, juts an against the rules kiss on the lips. We didn't call ourselves gay but it wasn't a surprise to her mother or mine that we were. They let us go on after graduation school sponsored trip to Washington D.C. and we shared a room with two other girls, guess who slept with me? We ate pussy in bed and the other two girls watched from their bed. We offered but they didn't take us up on it. We offered to eat them but they declined that too. We did make them show us themselves naked.

In college, of course we went together, we roomed in the freshman dorm and we were always together, another marker. I guess it was around our junior year that my mother confronted me and asked me outright if I was a lesbian. In 1983 your didn't talk about those things and I admitted to her that we had been having sexual behavior since we were in the eight grade. 'Just be careful'.

After college we got married to guys and we did the buy the house and have kids thing. But now that we are older and our husband are a lot older we more or less see each other all the time. All during the years when we were actively married, having kids, and raising them we stayed straight as an arrow. Real good friends but not sexually active. It is only now in our 'golden' years that we are traveling together, always on tour with a tour company that we are again sexually active. Two middle aged ladies but I still have a fascination with my naked body and hers. Maybe it is gross but we love to eat pussy, we can't get enough. Boobs are another wonder, when we were kids it felt good but we went downstairs first. Now we spend a good amount of time with boob massages before we go south and eat pussy. We have never been sexual with any other girls, the closest to it was that trip to Washington D.C.

My mother is in her late eighties and she tells me that the biggest gift of my life was to find my friend so early in life and if we can be 'happy' together who's business is that anyway. My husband in spite of his health problems likes to try but he knows that my world is not so much about him as it is about her.

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