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“Gay”, the definition itself means to be happy. I have lately come to love being a gay man. It's just so emotionally and physically pleasing to be able to connect so well with another man, something well beyond just a friendship, its heaven itself.
I think in the beginning it was just a phase, just experimenting. Then I thought about it more often and when I couldn’t get it out of my head, the pleasure, the acceptance, the want, I knew I was gay.
For me, it wasn’t just the sexual joy ride, it was something else, something deep in my soul that I felt, that I couldn’t do with out and that’s what had scared me.
See, I’m not looking for a single LTR., I enjoy multiple partners. I am what other gay men refer to as a bottom, not just a bottom but also a totally submissive bottom. I love men who take control, who know what they want when it comes to homosexual interactions inside and outside the bedroom.
Most people could never tell I was gay, but it seems other gay men, especially my type of gay man know instantly what I am. I guess I should describe the type of man that gets me wet.
He is my age or older (someone born 1962 or earlier), he is Caucasian, he’s Gay or Bi, he is the same height or taller (6’), he’s mature in every way, he’s between 250 to 300 pounds and has at least a 6 inch cock hard. He’s a top or dom looking for a fuck buddy that he likes to share with his gay friends. He’s into photography/videography and will record every encounter. My prefect man would be all these things and will ensure that everyone knows I am gay and that I love pleasing men.
This is who I really am, its not that I just love cock, it’s that I am in love with cock, it has the ability to rule my life and it calls me 24/7, being gay is not a problem for me I like the sound of it. It’s the knowing I am a gay slut and that I want to get ganged daily and that is a hard task to accomplish and stay employed.
I've posted here in the past. Love women but other than analingus and sucking their toes it's platonic only. My tiny penis is good for urinating and 2 finger masturbation. Not penetration. I'm fortunate that I can ejaculate with no erection. My real weakness is servicing cocks to a swallowed completion. Prefer straight dominants, fat pigs, or manipulative young males who see my closet status as a vulnerability. So yes, I'm a closet faggot. I do have a fascination about being out to curious women. Knowing a few have my closet door key and I can't retrieve it. My name, state, and compromising photos. Intoxicating and scary. 63 as of this posting. But still very mobile and still very queer. Wish I could out myself to a select few. Risky but a need.
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Someone told me i was her first crush on a girl and that i was her bisexual awakening that made her question her sexuality and realise she's bi.
No one has ever said this to me before i never belived i could be this for someone . It's wonderful and i've been thinking about it for 2 days how amazing it is.
I identify as bisexual and I used to feel comfortable identifying as that but now I'm starting to realize I may be a lesbian. For some reason I feel ashamed and gross about myself. I just can't seem to accept myself no matter what.
I am a bisexual queer woman. Instead of openly coming out to the community around me, i picked a convenient target, a nerdy quiet girl and harassed her to no end. [email protected]
I'm bisexual female and last year I finished high school. 2 years ago I had a big crush on one guy from school, he wasn't interesed but on last day of school we got drunk and ended up kissing. He is a year older than me and his sister is my generation. I think she was mad at me although we didnt really hang out. The crush ended that summer but few months later my generation went to exscursion... There I started having sexual and romantic feelings for his sister. I started being very attracted to her. I never realised before how beautiful that girl is... Year and a half has passed and I still didn't got over her. We ended up on the same college (we don't see each other often bcs its corona). Sometimes we text about college and I think we are now a bit closer than before, we also have a few mutual friends... Nobody is sure about her sexuality bcs she is uncomfortable when someone talks about boys, girls whatever but we assume she is straight. Our friend knows her since they were 7 and she says she hasn't had a crush in her entire life (we are 19)... I know this situation is wierd bcs of my history with her brother but I really like her and want to be closer to her.... I want to hear your opinons..... Am I sick? What can I do?
In my early youth I played around with the older boy next door. He was the top and I was the bottom. I really enjoyed being the bottom, penetration was always something I wanted to do, but I also enjoyed giving oral sex and showing him that I wanted to please him. We got caught by my older brother, he had just returned from overseas. He broke it up, but never stopped calling me queer, sissy, fairy, faggot, etc.
I spent my life doing the right thing, building a business, and keeping a wife and having a family. From time to time, I would run into to someone that I found out was gay and if he was a top I pursued the relationship and spent some time with him, always the bottom and pleasing him made me feel good.
My wife decided on her own to get divorced once our children were grown and she lives in North Carolina. I moved to Southern California after selling my business and settled down in the San Diego area. I met a man here, a big man, macho man, who prefers a sissy boy sucking his cock and spreading his cheeks for him. I also do the laundry and the cooking and cleaning. I love taking care of the house, shopping for groceries, decorating and wearing panties for him. I have my money but I let him take care of me, spend, spend, spend on me. I can be the wife I have always wanted to be. I can be that sissy, faggot, queer, fairy my brother called me.
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