The final decision, if you want to call it that, was made when my wife said no for umpteenth time to sucking on my dick. I love having my cock sucked and I also love fucking a nice tight hole. I'm not sex mad, but I guess I have a high libido. It also added to my frustration, that I have a reasonably large cock (8.5 inches) when erect.
Mentioning my wife's refusal previously to a guy I attend the gym with, he wasn't very helpful at the time and said I should abstain for a while. I tried and failed miserably.

Since I was about fifteen I've always kept myself in shape by lots of sport and attending the gym. But as the health industry has increased, so has those who like to go to the gym, and during normal hours the gym I use gets packed. So
I began to go either later on or more often early in the morning. It was an early morning gym session that has changed my life.

My wife refused to suck me off again when I awoke with a morning glory, so that very day I went to see my doctor. I thought it might be me and something to do with my penis. It wasn't. Funnily enough, I was very tempted to ask my doctor when it became semi erect to give me oral relief, as he was known for being homosexual. Nothing happened then, other than him admiring my cock.

The following day, frustrated and feeling a little angry, I attended the gym even earlier. It was a Saturday morning and the gym was, other than myself and a young guy, completely empty. I got through my workout and decided to shower.
Stood in the shower minding my own business, I realized suddenly there was someone stood watching me. Turning around, I saw the young guy who'd been in the gym earlier not only naked and watching me shower, he was also stroking his erect cock.

Normally I would have told the little fucker to do one. Yet seeing him tossing himself off and knowing instinctively he wanted to play with my cock, I instead asked him if he liked what he saw pointing at my cock. In less than five seconds he was in front of me, knelt on the shower room floor and taking hold of my quickly hardening cock. And only a second later, I was receiving my first blow job in months.

I didn't think about it, I didn't react in any way whatsoever, other than enjoying the way the kid was sucking on my dick. It didn't bother me he was a he. Nor did it feel repulsive that I was thinking about fucking him as he gave my cock such a wonderful sucking.

It wasn't me however who mentioned anal sex, it the young man as he stood up spun around and pulled his ass cheeks apart. Only then did I ask him if he wanted me to fuck him. Not looking at me, he didn't say anything, so I figured he stil wanted my cock up his ass. Yet I had no condom and didn't have any lube.

The wait must have triggered him, as he turned around and mumbled something about me fucking him, now. His voice was one that I instantly knew he was deaf. As he turned back round holding his ass cheeks again, he blurted out in a louder mumble "Fuck me, I'm ok".

My dick was up his shit box in no time. It was clear I wasn't the first to fuck him, but it was also clear he wasn't used to my size of cock as he graoned loudly and tried to move off my dick at first. However I had hold of him by then and was determined to fuck that ass of his. Pulling him onto my dick, I finally shoved every single inch into his asshole and he gave out a huge sigh of pleasure.

Thrusting into his rear hole as if I'd not had sex in months, which I hadn't, I just went of for it and took out all of my latent frustration on his asshole.

It wasn't long drawn out fuck, but it was one of the most intense and weirdly intimate ones as he turned his head. I kissed him then totally on pure animalistic instinct and was still kissing him when I came up his shit hole. Withdrawing with our mouths still entwined, we carried on kissing and holding one another. Only when I felt him shudder violently, did I realize he'd ben tossing himself off and had cum.

We talked in the changing area as best as we could. I found it difficult at first to fully understand him. Yet I did understand he wanted to see me sexually at least, again. Giving the nineteen year old who I found out was called Aaron my number, we arranged to meet up the very next day.

I picked him up outside of a library and drove us to a beautiful spot I used to walk when I was kid. I knew hardly anyone went there and I also knew of a secluded place. Naked, erect and feeling so alive and horny, myself and Aaron had over an hour and a half of gay sex. Sex where I tried and enjoyed my first of many gay sexual acts. Tossing off another guys cock, frotting, rimming his ass, and sucking on his small cock. I also learned from our increasingly easier talk, that I was only his third gay experience. The other two being, well that's not for me to say really.

It's our second summer coming up and I fully intend on it being my last as a married man. My wife has totally gone down the route of not giving me any sexual relief. It's fine now that I've realized she's no longer interested in sex, and it's fine that we'll soon be parting as husband and wife. I just wish I'd have had gay sexual experiences before now. If I had, I think I would now be a much happier guy and someone who'd probably be living with a another male.