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Gay Confessions
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Gay Male / 19
"Out" is where I've been all my sexual life. From sucking on my friends dick at the age of fourteen, to last night when I took an eight inch cock down my throat and deep up my asshole.
The confession, the new scenario or the reason I'm here, is who fucked me last night.
I'm no effeminate gay boy, and in fact are seen as straight by most people who don't know me intimately. I'm an athlete, a gymnast and somewhat of a physical person. In other words I don't back down from a fight. Yet when it comes to sex, I utterly adore sucking cock and getting fucked hard. Something nine months ago, it wasn't lost on the person who came into my bedroom, removed my quilt and stuck their tongue deep up my ass.
I'd been out at a party, got home around midnight and crashed out in bed. About an hour later, I awoke to the feeling of having my butt licked and tongued. Disorientated at first, I thought it was a tutor of mine and I was round at his place again. Only when I opened my eyes and realized I was at home, did I feel nervous.
That nervousness went as my cock was pulled back and sucked on and then I felt a warm wet finger slide up my ass. I was lost in sexual need by then, so I allowed the scented man to move up my body, put his cock head to my asshole, then enter me as he kissed me neck.
I knew his scent, his cologne. I should do, I'd smelled it all my life. I'd even seen his cock numerous times, sometimes fucking his wife. But that night it was my turn, my asshole was his and he'd wanted it for years. What had changed was my acknowledgement of his sexual position.
His cock felt utterly amazing inside of me and he fucked me gently at first. His kisses didn't stop either, nor did his soft words of love. I succumed totally to his will and let him fuck me harder and harder. Yet always keeping things as quiet as possible.
Pinnin gme face down to the bed, I eased my legs apart and that's when he rose up and thrust in much much deeper. It was so intense and such a beautiful introduction for us both, my cock spasmed a few times as his delved deeper. Then I came as quickly as I'd ever done in my life.
He groaned and thrust maybe a dozen more times making me sink into my bed, then his cock exploded up my asshole. And that was that, we'd finally done it. We'd finally admitted to one another what we wanted, and it was awesome.
He left my room that night and went back to his wife, who to this day takes sleeping medication.
We suck and fuck like married true lovers these days and I'm utterly in love with him. But then I've always loved him my whole life...............I should do, as he's my father.
The confession, the new scenario or the reason I'm here, is who fucked me last night.
I'm no effeminate gay boy, and in fact are seen as straight by most people who don't know me intimately. I'm an athlete, a gymnast and somewhat of a physical person. In other words I don't back down from a fight. Yet when it comes to sex, I utterly adore sucking cock and getting fucked hard. Something nine months ago, it wasn't lost on the person who came into my bedroom, removed my quilt and stuck their tongue deep up my ass.
I'd been out at a party, got home around midnight and crashed out in bed. About an hour later, I awoke to the feeling of having my butt licked and tongued. Disorientated at first, I thought it was a tutor of mine and I was round at his place again. Only when I opened my eyes and realized I was at home, did I feel nervous.
That nervousness went as my cock was pulled back and sucked on and then I felt a warm wet finger slide up my ass. I was lost in sexual need by then, so I allowed the scented man to move up my body, put his cock head to my asshole, then enter me as he kissed me neck.
I knew his scent, his cologne. I should do, I'd smelled it all my life. I'd even seen his cock numerous times, sometimes fucking his wife. But that night it was my turn, my asshole was his and he'd wanted it for years. What had changed was my acknowledgement of his sexual position.
His cock felt utterly amazing inside of me and he fucked me gently at first. His kisses didn't stop either, nor did his soft words of love. I succumed totally to his will and let him fuck me harder and harder. Yet always keeping things as quiet as possible.
Pinnin gme face down to the bed, I eased my legs apart and that's when he rose up and thrust in much much deeper. It was so intense and such a beautiful introduction for us both, my cock spasmed a few times as his delved deeper. Then I came as quickly as I'd ever done in my life.
He groaned and thrust maybe a dozen more times making me sink into my bed, then his cock exploded up my asshole. And that was that, we'd finally done it. We'd finally admitted to one another what we wanted, and it was awesome.
He left my room that night and went back to his wife, who to this day takes sleeping medication.
We suck and fuck like married true lovers these days and I'm utterly in love with him. But then I've always loved him my whole life...............I should do, as he's my father.


