As a recently married gay 42 year old man, I often wondered if I made a mistake. Don't get me wrong , I love my wife completely and I can not think of anyone I want to be with but her. But, my thoughts have recently gone back to the times I spent with Larry. I met Larry through the gay personals. I responded to his ad and after a week of waiting, he called.
I found out that he was married and was looking for good times with another heavy set man. He considered himself to be Bi and was looking for someone to fill his sexual needs. Needs that his wife would not provide. After a few weeks of talking, we decided to meet at my apartment on one of my few days off.
I was waiting in living room with great nervousness and anxiety. I felt my cock start to stir and get hard. I wondered to myself what he looked like. Thoughts ran through my mind about what we would do and if I would get turned on by him.
Finally, there was a knock at the door and I peeked through the peephole. What I saw drove me crazy and I swung open the door to see the most handsome and gorgeous man in my life. He was 5'10", beard and mustache , and a beerbelly that I wanted to explore forever.