Bi-Sexual Male / 52
I joined a Corvette club. One of the other guys there has a model just like mine and we have been comparing and helping each other. We clean them up together and go to our monthly car get together. He is my age and divorced and I am divorced and we have had lunch a few times and he came right out and told me that he got divorced because his wife found out that he messed around and got together with guys. We talked about this for a long time and he told me he had been getting together with guys since he was in his teens, sex with guys was much better for him. He pressed me and I confessed to my two times, once when I was in the ninth grade with a boy at school and once when I was in college with this Mexican delivery driver when I was working at this mattress store while I was in college.
Telling him brought back the memories, more about getting together in college, my ninth grade thing had been mutual masturbation and sucking but my college thing had been pretty involved. He asked me if I wanted to get reacquainted with my gay side, because there was no doubt that I had one, he wasn't Mexican, he was more redneck than anything else but he liked getting it on.
We went to his place and he got naked right off the bat and told me to get naked, he sucked my cock right off the bat and insisted that we hold each other's cocks in our hands and say hello. After the pleasantries he found his favorite web site and projected it onto the television and we sat down holding our cocks and we traded off getting down and sucking each other for a minute or two while we watched the action on screen. He went and got some lube and asked me stand up and bend over and he lubed up my hole and he asked me again how long it had been since I had been fucked. 20 to 52 made over thirty years. He said he would make it thirty strokes, one for each year and he stood behind me and he gently counted out the strokes while the television was showing much more hard core action.
When he reached thirty, he went for it and quickly came.
It was all mechanical, it didn't offend me and I liked the feeling of him fucking me. I liked sucking on his cock and mutually masturbating each other, it was just natural. I liked getting it, he had some butt plugs that we used when we were jerking off and sharing blow jobs. We started to travel to other car shows and we shared a hotel room and after a day on the road and a long day showing off the car we took we got back to the room and had sex. But all the time we had sex it was just that, it was like an out of body experience. My memories of when I was in college were much different, I wanted to be with him, I enjoyed the after glow with him, with my new fuck buddy it was all about getting settled afterwards, but the conversations were just the end of the conversation we were having before we had sex.
I did get back into having sex with a guy, but I never developed a feeling for it. I could take it or leave it. I never wanted to be close, just get the action out of the way and ejaculate and it was over. Right now, and I ask myself this, would I like to get together with someone and enjoy being with them, or is it ok to just get it off with a guy? Frankly I feel the same as when I masturbate. And frankly I miss my wife.
Telling him brought back the memories, more about getting together in college, my ninth grade thing had been mutual masturbation and sucking but my college thing had been pretty involved. He asked me if I wanted to get reacquainted with my gay side, because there was no doubt that I had one, he wasn't Mexican, he was more redneck than anything else but he liked getting it on.
We went to his place and he got naked right off the bat and told me to get naked, he sucked my cock right off the bat and insisted that we hold each other's cocks in our hands and say hello. After the pleasantries he found his favorite web site and projected it onto the television and we sat down holding our cocks and we traded off getting down and sucking each other for a minute or two while we watched the action on screen. He went and got some lube and asked me stand up and bend over and he lubed up my hole and he asked me again how long it had been since I had been fucked. 20 to 52 made over thirty years. He said he would make it thirty strokes, one for each year and he stood behind me and he gently counted out the strokes while the television was showing much more hard core action.
When he reached thirty, he went for it and quickly came.
It was all mechanical, it didn't offend me and I liked the feeling of him fucking me. I liked sucking on his cock and mutually masturbating each other, it was just natural. I liked getting it, he had some butt plugs that we used when we were jerking off and sharing blow jobs. We started to travel to other car shows and we shared a hotel room and after a day on the road and a long day showing off the car we took we got back to the room and had sex. But all the time we had sex it was just that, it was like an out of body experience. My memories of when I was in college were much different, I wanted to be with him, I enjoyed the after glow with him, with my new fuck buddy it was all about getting settled afterwards, but the conversations were just the end of the conversation we were having before we had sex.
I did get back into having sex with a guy, but I never developed a feeling for it. I could take it or leave it. I never wanted to be close, just get the action out of the way and ejaculate and it was over. Right now, and I ask myself this, would I like to get together with someone and enjoy being with them, or is it ok to just get it off with a guy? Frankly I feel the same as when I masturbate. And frankly I miss my wife.
