This is a true story of my 1st experience with another man while away on a business trip. Names only have been changed for privacy...
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I'm 32 years old married with kids and have been straight all my life - up to now. My curiosity about experiencing with other men started years ago because of watching porn. I was initially into lesbian porn, then threesomes FFM, then one day I watched a "lesbian" shemales porn which surprisingly turned me on. Finally, i was watching more shemale porn than straight porn.
For years I did not act on my curiousity or fantasies and I only limited myself to watching porn and/or chatting online with other guys/cds/shemales. I've came close few times to meeting other men but chickened out last minute as I was worried about beeing seen... I really wanted to finally act on my fantasies but was always worried about ruining my family.
I finally had to travel to California for a business trip, and the minute I was notified at work of my travel requirement, the first thing I thought about was to finally act on my bi-curiosity. I was somewhat comfortable acting far away from home as it's a lot less risky of getting caught.
I returned home that night and I downloaded a gay/bi dating app and started chatting with different online users about my trip and what I was looking for. I was mainly into feminine guys. I remember chatting with over 20 guys which most of them were weird or not safe or into drugs. So many guys were asking for barebacking which as a newbie surprised me. I still believe it's too risky to bb with a stranger. I've had other guys that were into hard drugs and just wanted to meet me so I buy their next "hit" which was a big turnoff for me...
I was down to chatting with 2-3 guys which were somehow normal but 2 were much older (in their 50s) which is not what I was looking for as a first experience. The 3rd and last guy was feminine, clean and respectful... exactly what I was looking for. We chatted for over 2 weeks and we even spoke once (phone) and got very excited to meet him on the 2nd day of my arrival.
I was planned to remain in CA for 2 weeks (including weekend) and was staying downtown in a high end hotel (Hilton). I arrived on saturday afternoon, and I had sunday for myself - and had to start working on Monday.
I was planned to meet my friend there on Sunday night as he was working saturday afternoon and Sunday morning.
The minute I got to my room, I took a shower and got myself ready to go out at night. I was close to they gay area there and I felt like I was on a mission and wanted to go out to see what happens. I felt like being so away from away, I can freely go enjoy a night out at a gay bar/club without worrying about meeting someone I know.
I remember walking inside the club/bar - my heart was beating at a record rate and was very worried-scared for a reason that I still ignore. I sat on the bar and had few drinks. Many people approached me during the night and had many advances but I was informing them that I was straight and not into the gay scene... Most people that approached me were not my type. I really wanted my first experience to be with someone I like/fancy.