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Gay Confessions
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Gay Male / 55
Experiencing My Passion, Behind The Curtains, And In The Closet
I am currently in my 20th year of being an avid cocksucker. I'm 55. I am married and my habit is hidden away. My job requires traveling, I only take jobs that allow me to travel, and it's during the travel time that I meet up with men that enjoy having a man suck their cock, and if the chemistry is there, anything else including anal intercourse. I'm currently on a couple of senior men dating sites. I do not search for or having anything to do with younger men, metrosexuals, gay activists types, if there is a flag I walk away. I look for men like myself, who enjoy being with other men, but keep that to themselves and don't advertise.
In any event, I wanted to let you know how I got started. At the time, in my mid thirties I worked for an inspection company and we had an assignment in Colombia. We had spent three days in the field, and were in Bogota leaving the next morning. We had dinner and one of the guys suggested a club and he and I went there, lots and lots of strippers, hands on if you wanted. After a few table dances we decided to take a couple of whores back to the hotel. I picked this one girl who held back, and only showed her tits. She was to me attractive in a way I had never met. He picked a whore who had given us a table dance, and had big tits. The price was arranged, paid some of it upfront to the club and we left with the girls.
Back in the hotel we got down to business. My whore gave me a blowjob, but refused to kiss. I forced a kiss on her, and put my hand up her skirt and I grabbed onto a dick. Now he, he looked at me expecting the worst. I looked at him and kissed him again and grabbed his dick in my hand and slowly jerked him off. He let me kiss him, I turned my attention to his dick and started to give him oral, sucking dick for the first time. My whole being was on fire, electric, holding his dick in my hand I felt sexual ardor for the first time in my life. Long sessions of sucking on his dick, he sucked on mine and we kissed over and over. He was now comfortable and he licked my ass. I let him, he held my dick while he did. It was one more thing to drive me up the wall. A lot more kissing and I had to fuck, he took it in stride, offering himself to me, I fucked him lying down. The best sex of my life. I couldn't believe just how aroused I had become. Just looking at his dick was enough, and I sucked him again before paying him.
Many moons later I was being measure for a suit. The taylor was an older man, in his fifties and with a lot of experience. He slowly ran his hand up the inside of my thigh. I insitictively opened my legs a little and he ran his hand across my backside. He measured, and his firm hand went up and down my legs, across my butt, he tucked the pants into my crack with his hand. I was aroused, I had a hard dick, he barely notice as he worked around it. Touching it only with the back of his hand.
After the fitting was done he asked me if I knew about this bar, the Lantern, downtown. He said that he went there to meet friends and he would be there later that night. I made excuses at home and went around ten o'clock. He was there, dressed casually, his hand was warm when he saw me, he ran his hand across my back and I sat down. While he talked to me he kept a hand on mine. Around me were other tables with me, and at the bar more men talking, and here and there a man kissed a man. The tailor mentioned that he could see that I appreciated the finer things in life. He put his hand on my knees. Then my thigh. We talked, he asked a lot of questions. Then suggested we go to his place and get more comfortable.
At his place he showed me a few pictures of when he was younger, he told me he hadn't always been a tailor, back when he was younger he had worked for a tax firm, but the job was boring. He learned the trade from a friend. His hand was warm and firm as he went up and down my thigh. He put his hand on my already excited dick and held it there, firm and smile at me. I kissed him, and he kissed back, and opened my pants and put my dick in his mouth. Then he took his pants off and folded them, and I took his dick and sucked on it and used my hand to get him hard. We kissed some more on the couch, before moving to the bedroom where we spent time with oral and manual stimulation, and a lot of kissing, before I took my place and he got on top of me and I got my first fuck. Receiving was so much better than giving. I was hooked the first time.
I've been a closeted cock sucker and gay sex addict for twenty some years. I only go out with men closer to my age, that I discretely meet. With the dating sights I make arrangements first, the time, the place, and secret code to meet. "How's Ralph?", "He's fine, he went out of town". Then we spend some time, see if there is chemistry, if he doesn't want to kiss I'm not interested. Kissing is first on my list. A hard dick is second, and a desire to ride me is third.
In any event, I wanted to let you know how I got started. At the time, in my mid thirties I worked for an inspection company and we had an assignment in Colombia. We had spent three days in the field, and were in Bogota leaving the next morning. We had dinner and one of the guys suggested a club and he and I went there, lots and lots of strippers, hands on if you wanted. After a few table dances we decided to take a couple of whores back to the hotel. I picked this one girl who held back, and only showed her tits. She was to me attractive in a way I had never met. He picked a whore who had given us a table dance, and had big tits. The price was arranged, paid some of it upfront to the club and we left with the girls.
Back in the hotel we got down to business. My whore gave me a blowjob, but refused to kiss. I forced a kiss on her, and put my hand up her skirt and I grabbed onto a dick. Now he, he looked at me expecting the worst. I looked at him and kissed him again and grabbed his dick in my hand and slowly jerked him off. He let me kiss him, I turned my attention to his dick and started to give him oral, sucking dick for the first time. My whole being was on fire, electric, holding his dick in my hand I felt sexual ardor for the first time in my life. Long sessions of sucking on his dick, he sucked on mine and we kissed over and over. He was now comfortable and he licked my ass. I let him, he held my dick while he did. It was one more thing to drive me up the wall. A lot more kissing and I had to fuck, he took it in stride, offering himself to me, I fucked him lying down. The best sex of my life. I couldn't believe just how aroused I had become. Just looking at his dick was enough, and I sucked him again before paying him.
Many moons later I was being measure for a suit. The taylor was an older man, in his fifties and with a lot of experience. He slowly ran his hand up the inside of my thigh. I insitictively opened my legs a little and he ran his hand across my backside. He measured, and his firm hand went up and down my legs, across my butt, he tucked the pants into my crack with his hand. I was aroused, I had a hard dick, he barely notice as he worked around it. Touching it only with the back of his hand.
After the fitting was done he asked me if I knew about this bar, the Lantern, downtown. He said that he went there to meet friends and he would be there later that night. I made excuses at home and went around ten o'clock. He was there, dressed casually, his hand was warm when he saw me, he ran his hand across my back and I sat down. While he talked to me he kept a hand on mine. Around me were other tables with me, and at the bar more men talking, and here and there a man kissed a man. The tailor mentioned that he could see that I appreciated the finer things in life. He put his hand on my knees. Then my thigh. We talked, he asked a lot of questions. Then suggested we go to his place and get more comfortable.
At his place he showed me a few pictures of when he was younger, he told me he hadn't always been a tailor, back when he was younger he had worked for a tax firm, but the job was boring. He learned the trade from a friend. His hand was warm and firm as he went up and down my thigh. He put his hand on my already excited dick and held it there, firm and smile at me. I kissed him, and he kissed back, and opened my pants and put my dick in his mouth. Then he took his pants off and folded them, and I took his dick and sucked on it and used my hand to get him hard. We kissed some more on the couch, before moving to the bedroom where we spent time with oral and manual stimulation, and a lot of kissing, before I took my place and he got on top of me and I got my first fuck. Receiving was so much better than giving. I was hooked the first time.
I've been a closeted cock sucker and gay sex addict for twenty some years. I only go out with men closer to my age, that I discretely meet. With the dating sights I make arrangements first, the time, the place, and secret code to meet. "How's Ralph?", "He's fine, he went out of town". Then we spend some time, see if there is chemistry, if he doesn't want to kiss I'm not interested. Kissing is first on my list. A hard dick is second, and a desire to ride me is third.
