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Part Iv: Ages 34 To 44


gaynevets

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In '99 I got married to a woman. Why would I do something so strange? After all, it seems like I had a good sex life, plenty of dick, and I was enjoying being single, free, and right at that age where I appealed to just about everyone.

 

But my conservative upbringing kept fucking with my head; a little voice at the back of my mind kept telling me it was wrong to be gay, that I was taking the sl-easy way out, all I needed was the right woman and I'd be all set. Right? (Raise your hand if you're laughing or went through the same thing).

 

Plus, I did want kids I have a strong maternal instinct.

 

So, I put a personal ad on AOL's dating section (forget what it was called). Got a detailed response, we began messaging back and forth online, eventually met in public, and started having sex soon after. At this point I have to admit that I'm technically bisexual. I like women and enjoy having sex with them, but I REALLY like the dick much more, especially when I've got a new pumping a load of semen deep into my ass!

 

Things were pretty good for a couple years, babies were made, but a man can't deny the siren call of erect cock. Our work schedules had one of us away from home about seven or eight days a month. When she was gone, I trolled online for dudes to come over at night after the kids were down to fuck me. When I was away, my hotel rooms were the scenes of some amazing mano y mano sex! It was bareback heaven, baby, and I enjoyed every load I took. I didn't care, at that point, if I caught something. I didn't think it was an issue, actually. Most of the guys coming to my house were married and the ones in my hotel rooms were usually businessmen, too. Safe as can be, right? maybe it's not fair to say I didn't care. I did, I just didn't think anything would happen.

 

Wifey was clueless, of course. Some days I'd take a morning load before checking out, come home, and fuck her with dude's cum still inside me. I loved those bareback loads, but I wasn't cum-crazy, I wasn't a cumslut, yet.

 

That didn't happen until I went to prison.

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