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That evening I finally left Matteo and headed home. I wanted to stay, but, I had to let my dog out. What a day, I had been made love to by a gorgeous man, who accepted me as I am, a bisexual. He'd been as intimate to me as any woman had, and I had happily given myself to him. I was no longer a virgin and I was happy about that, albeit it kind of sore. Despite the fact that I was exhausted and satisfied, as I crawled naked in bed and thought about my day, I began to touch myself. In no time I was hard and I took my time getting myself off enjoying every memory of every detail of my day with my lover. I slept covered in my own cum, it felt so natural, so liberating to be me.
The next day, Sunday, I begged off lunch with my girlfriend, I needed some time to put yesterday in perspective. I had not just had sex with a man, I had shared intimacy with him. What was that like? Now I knew and I was thrilled with it. I went out to the courts and practiced my serve, no sense in letting Matteo down the next time we played doubles together. And then there was his offer, the next time would be My turn to be inside him. I couldn't wait...
As it was, I had to travel Ft. Lauderdale for a conference on Yakacık escort bayan Tuesday and I decided to change my hotel from the conference site to a gay clothing optional resort in Wilton Manners. I wanted to try this lifestyle out for a few days, the idea of being out of the closet still terrified me and seemed impractical, but I wanted to continue this liberated feeling that I was experiencing, I got to be myself when I was with Matteo and this was new to me. Instead of the rejection I'd always feared, I was accepted by him and it made all the difference.
The conference was pretty interesting, professionally speaking, and I found myself checking out the men, as well as the women, as I was on the road. After the first night's dinner with colleagues, I came back to a lively resort, full of naked men and a very hot atmosphere. Feeling too old for the room, I got myself a chardonay and sat by the pool enjoying the view. I didn't really want any action, my life was suddenly complicated, but I didn't mind watching some of the shenanigans. Like a very manly looking man who went down on a little twink right infront of me. The twink started into my eyes as he came and winked Escort Atalar at me when his brawny lover was finished. That was quite a show!
I went to my room and left the window shades open as I read a Literotica story by IWANTTWO, my favorite Lit author, and, as I sometimes do I read it out loud to myself in the gayest voice I could, it turned me on and I was stroking my self when the Twink knocked on my window and nodded towards the door. *quot;Oh what the hell!*quot; I thought and got up, my fat cock sticking straight out and opened the door.
Jeremy (I found out his name later), didn't say a word, he just dropped to his knees and swallowed all of me to the back of his throat and looked me right in the eye. He was girlish, reminded me of a young Pat Benatar, and his skill was evident. I grabbed both sides of his head and fucked his face... hard and then unleashed buckets down his throat. He licked it all up and said, *quot;Want more?*quot;
We ended up in bed and started by kissing each other all over, then he got on top of me and started rubbing our hard dicks together. We kissed like we'd been together for years, our tongues intertwining as we urgently rubbed our cockstogether.
*quot;Cum Kadıköy escort for me baby,*quot; was all I could get out and he did, shooting all over my chest and stomach. I was still rock hard, since I had just cum in his mouth, and he lubed my cock with his cum and squatted over me, plunging down and taking me to the hilt. I think this little slut had done this before! We fucked for almost an hour, my Cyalis hardened cock not ready to go down and not ready to cun until I finally did, filling him with my seed.
After he left, I though about the changes in me. In the last few weeks I'd gone from not having sex with a man, even anonymously, for years; to having an intimate time with my new tennis partner to now having anonymous sex again. This one was satisfying and exciting, but left me feeling a ittle empty afterwards, like anonymous sex always did. I though about Matteo and how lucky I was to have found him. A special kind of new friend, one who wanted exactly what I desired most in my life, and he wanted me too! I realized that Jeremy was probably already with another man, and I was happy for him, and I realized that I wanted to continue to explore my relationship with Matteo. Could I have a relationship without ruining his marriage? Could I continue to lead my life of secrets with this new special friend?
I texted him and asked, *quot;How's Saturday look for you Matteo?*quot;
He sent me back a picture of himself in only his briefs...
It was a date!