This time, I got fully into it and we fucked for hours. I didn't care though because I was being the person I was born to be. I've since had another black guy fuck me. Oh yes baby, fuck me." I was very into it. I had a slightly smaller hung black guy fuck me. I was very successful at finding dick, but eventually my need for more made me try new things.Īt 40 years old, I had my first bottom experience. My closet gay life was spent cruising for cock to suck. Until I became 41, I tried believing I found women attractive. I would have enjoyed my destiny of being a gay man. I would have felt the wonder of having my arms around a man while feeling his dick slide in and out of my ass. I would have had the pleasure of dating men. I would have realized my true self and spent my adult life as the homo I now understand I am. He would have seduced that innocent, curious boy into every facet of homosexuality. If I were able to get back in Toby's house, my life would have changed forever. I gave up trying to solve my problem and I went home. I didn't even consider going to Toby's back door to be undiscovered. I didn't realize that Toby would have gladly taken in a 18-year-old kid. My young ignorance stopped me from being in bed with Toby. My friend lived right across the street, and I feared being seen at the front door of Toby. I tried to concoct a way to get back into his house. Later, once everyone had gone home, I wandered around Toby's street. I wished I could see just how comfortably my smoke rings would fit his dick. What a great thing to casually have a homo make a suggestion to me. I was with friends who didn't know of my desire to suck Toby's cock. My thoughts raced as I had just been propositioned by a man. This wonderful opportunity to get my first sex with a outspoken queer and I was again handcuffed.
I was so desperate to find a way to get into Toby's bed.
I a gay young teen had another pass from a gay guy. There just about the size of my dick."Įveryone clammed up. Anyway, I was blowing some smoke rings, and Toby out of the blue said, "wow, those are perfect. I used to find women attractive, but I don't now. Now that I'm an admitted gay, I look at guy's with sensual interest only. I didn't have the awareness of how sexy men were back then. His jeans didn't reveal his dick, but I remember he had a great butt. This stud would have made the perfect boyfriend. I now find men attractive as well as dick. He was a sexy hunk that I drool about now. Looking back, I now see how gorgeous he was. He had beautiful muscles and a hairy chest.īack then, I thought I was only interested in penis. He was masculine, and while we were there, he wasn't wearing a shirt. This guy was late twenties and let everyone know he was gay. Still 18, with my friends at an out of the closet queers' house, we went there to smoke some pot. I was furiously trying to devise my gay connection, but failed. I checked him out thoroughly knowing he was like me. Secretly thinking of how I could get with the bathroom guy, he came out and sat at a booth near us. I was frustrated and returned to the guys I was with. I wanted badly to get down and show this queer that I was one too. So far in my life, this was the closest I'd gotten to a homosexual experience. I was with my friends at the restaurant and was stifled. Beside me was a guy that would obviously submit to my gay desires. I overstayed my time at the urinal so I could enjoy the show. Here a guy is blatantly advertising his homosexuality, and not even checking to see if he has any interested takers around. I desperately wanted to suck my first cock. It seemed like I was the only one who realized his actions.Īs I continued to gaze at his dick, I purposely kept my eyes looking at his tool. I terribly wanted to respond to his obvious invitation. Just like he was getting head, this guy was rubbing his dick and verbally expressing the pleasure. He further surprised me as I could hear him moaning.
He wasn't hung, but I was very entertained. I don't know if he peed, but even though other guys were in the bathroom, he was stroking his limp dick. A guy came to the urinal beside me and pulled his out. I went into the bathroom and did my usual hoping to see dick. At age 18, one late night trip to a 24 hour restaurant fueled more hope.