My mind was spinning. I had just for the first time agreed to meet with a guy for sex.
My name is Peter. I has been married since I was 24 and enjoy sex with me wife several times a week in all my married years. But I have recognized another side in me. I am also total bisexual. In many years my curiosity and later need for sex with men had been growing in me and when matured it has never left my mind. It started in my mid-thirties where fantasies slowly changed to be a part of my character.
To satisfy my curiosity I started with buying porn magazines with stories and pictures of gay men having sex. I had sneaked out a late evening and went to the red-light district in Copenhagen. I visited an adult bookstore after walking by it at least ten times. The store was full of magazines, videos and all kinds of sex toys, and I sneaked around and glanced at it all but went by the corner in the store with gay things several times. I was little chocked when the shop assistant came over at said,
"Your first time here? I can see you are interested in the gay section. Let me advice you."
With my cheeks all red and blushing he smiled at me and took several magazines and started to show the to me. I remember the first magazine with pictures of a man sucking a dick and a dick planted deep in an ass. It looked so hot and after buying them I went home and masturbated to the pictures again and again imagine to be there myself. Later, I began to watch gay porn on the internet, and for a bisexual still in the closet the internet is a great invention and a place for lots of pleasure and information. Every time I had a chance I played with my dick and asshole trying to imagine how sex with a man would be and fucked myself in the ass with dildoes and sucked myself swallowing my sperm.
I don't know why I did not mature on this issue before late in my life. Thinking back to my school days I remember I was always looking with pleasure at my schoolfriends bare balls, dicks and asses in the shower after gym. I can also remember a sleepover with a schoolfriend where he, my brother and me tongue kissed and played with each other's dicks and even practiced licking my friends dick with my tongue. I had always thought of it as part of a natural maturing sex life for a teenager, but there might have been more into it for me. I also remember a situation in my early twenties, where I with some friends as part of a bachelor party had visited an adult theater for fun, and where I incidentally got into a room where a gay porn movie was playing on a screen. I was approached by a male stranger and I had let him massage my dick in my pants until my friends got into the room. I remember the pleasure and the feeling of disappointment when we were disturbed.
My lust for sex with a man, sucking dick, tasting cum and getting fucked in my ass was just growing and growing these years. "
Oh, I wanted it so much."
In my mid-forties I found a Danish website called "Boyfriend", where I could get into contact with other guys in Denmark for sex. There was all kind of people, that had a profile. Mostly gays and bisexuals that wanted a permanent partner, a lover or a one-night stand. I had been chatting for some months with different men without daring to make the final contact, but now I had made the decision and the arrangement was done.
At the time I was close to 45 years old and the guy I was to meet was 50. His name was Eric and he had been gay since he was a teenager.
"I would love to be the first you suck, and I will guide you all the way. I will love to cum in your mouth if you want to."
, Eric had chatted. Eric had naked pictures of himself and his cock on his profile. He was good looking, fit and with a nice dick, and now I was on my way to meet him for sex. He lived not far away about 10 minutes by car. On the drive over I got second thoughts, but my dick was rock hard, and my hunger kept me going. "
Now was the time
."
When I rang the doorbell and Eric opened the door my knees were quivering, and my dick was limp and have never been smaller. Eric could see I was nervous. He took my hand, guided me in and closed the door. He calmed me down with a hug and a deep kiss.
"Hi, glad you could come over. I need a guy to night."
The kiss felt so good and brought me around.
"Me to, I have wished for this so much for a long time, and as I told you, this will be my first time with a man ever."
Eric smiled, and my desire to have sex with him grew right there. I started to kiss him back, and our tongues played with each other for several minutes. Having a man kissing me was a whole new feeling, and I enjoyed it from this first real kiss. A kiss from a man is more dominating and makes one horny, but it is still soft and comforting. Even my nerves were settling down. My body felt great, and my nipples grew stiff and started to itch. Likewise, my dick began to pulse and getting hard again. I could fell the moisture beginning to ooze from it. I knew then, that I had done the right thing by deciding to go to Eric. I could not wait any longer, and I encourage him to go on by pressing my body against his.
He started to caress my chest softly with his hands. He opened my shirt and touched and tickled my exposed chest, sucked on and pinched my now stiff nipples and moved his hand down and grabbed my butt.
"You have at hot butt."
He pressed his hip against mine and strengthen his grab on my butt as he squeezed my buns. I could feel his hard dick through his pants. It was just as erotic as I have imagined in my dreams. Slowly his hands moved forward until he touched my dick through my pants. He began to rub and squeeze it. I was so horny now and had only one desire; feeling his hard dick in my mouth. I understood right there, that I had this other side in me. Wanting sex with men. In an instant my personality changed completely as my mind only focused on one thing. Sex. I cared for nothing else. I did not think on my wife or that I in reality was cheating on her. I just wanted to make out with this stranger of a man, and right in that moment he could do anything sexual to me, that he wanted. I was as an addict needing drugs or a gambler that were ready to keep on playing and lose everything. Everything else did not matter but having sex right here and now with Eric. Since then, every time my mouth, dick or ass needs to be pleasured by a man, I have arranged it. It is not, that I am gay. I do not fall I love with guys. I just need the sex desperately and in these days more and more.
"Let's get rid of the clothes and get naked," said Eric, "You have a great body and I can feel that your big cock is ready for me."
"Yes, and I want yours. I am so horny," I replied.
And there I was. Naked with another man, that wanted me. It was not as being with my wife. Sex with my wife is love and care. This was pure and raw sex and I cannot get enough of it. Eric was an attractive man. He had a slim body and a firm ass. His skin was smooth, and I could feel the muscles and the firmness of his upper body. A man's body is big and hard to touch and it kind of dominates you. Eric's dick pointed right at me and pleaded for me to come on. My own dick was now erect and oozing with pre-cum. He continued to caress my chest and kissed my nipples and began to massage my dick. I moved my hand to his hard-on. It was the first time since my teenage years that I touched another man's cock. It felt great and complete different from touching my own. The feeling is difficult to describe, but I have loved it since. It is not like holding another part of the human body. It feels living and soft with a hard core. The blood channels on the lower part that make the dick erect is unique to touch, and it dominates you in a very erotic way. The way you can rub and massage a dick with your hand, sliding the foreskin up and down and massage a slick oozing dick is pleasing. And the head is something entirely for itself. Round, purple, pulsing and soft and inviting you to play with it. Eric's erect cock aroused my lust. Eric was also complete shaved with no hair. I started to run my hand up and down his shaft and squeeze his balls. He mourned loudly in my ear. After a couple of minutes of touching and getting us both aroused, he laid down on his back on a blanket on the floor and his rock-hard pole pointed right up in the air.
