Here is a true Story. It is about how I actually came out and found out I was Gay.

Earlier when I was in my teens, I didn’t even know what gay was. I already knew that I liked other guys, but it still hadn't sunk in. I had a girlfriend but never went all the way with her. That was one of the reasons we broke up. I didn't believe in sex before marriage. And plus I really just didn't want to. I often looked at other guys including her hot brother. I never got caught as I made darn sure that I did it discretely.

When I was 19 I moved back to Toronto, one night I went to the local park, just to walk around and I was cruised by a hot dude. I had sat down on a park bench and he came along and nodded hello to me, saying it was a lovely night. Then he asked if I minded if he sat on the bench too. I said yes he couold and so he did.

We talked about the beautiful clear night and just stuff. Then he asked me why I was out by myself at this time of night. I replied that I was feeling a bit lonely and just decided to come to the park and sit. He moved closer to me and then putting his hand on my knee told me there was nothing to be lonely about.

I think I trembled at his touch. He kept his hand there for a minute or so and looked me deep into the eyes. He could tell I was a bit frightened but as I didn’t jump up and run he left his hand there. Then he asked me softly if I minded he had his hand where it was. I though a second and then shrugged and said No it actually feels kinda good. He smiled and then slowly moved his hand up my leg to my crotch and just let it rest there.

I felt I should do something so I hesitantly placed my own hand on his leg and then moved to his crotch. God my heart was racing. I had never done something like this before. I was nervous but excited at the same time. I could feel his cock was hard as a rock. That of course made my own cock start to get hard. He then asked me, you have never done this before have you? I swallowed and said no.

He could tell I was nervous. He then asked me if I would like to come back to his place for a drink and a chat. I was scared but I was excited. So I agreed. He only lived across the street from the park so we were at his place in a few minutes. We went up to his house and went in.

When we were in the hall he turned to me and put his arms around me and hugged me to his chest. He was six foot one inches and I was only five foot ten inches. God it felt great to have masculine arms around me holding me tightly. Then he leaned his head back and looked down into my eyes.

He slowly lowered his head and then he kissed me. I had never kissed a guy before. It was so sensual. I could feel the stubble from his chin. I had also never French kissed before. He parted my lips with his tongue and it was good. His hands were resting on my ass squeezing them in a loving manner. Then he moved his hand up my back.

While he kissed me he started to step with me in his arms steering me to the couch. We sat down beside each and he slowly undid my buttons on my shirt and took it off. He dropped his mouth to my shoulder and bit me gently and then proceeded to my nipples and then down to my belly button. Gosh it just felt so good. It felt so right. He undid my belt and slipped my pants down and pulled down my underwear.

My cock sprang out to full hard erection and then he placed his mouth on it. I think I let out a startled yelp. He immediately looked up into my face and asked me if I wanted him to stop. I found that I couldn’t speak so, I shook my head no, and then he swallowed me whole.

I had never had a blowjob before, not even from my girlfriend. I had jerked off though. This was a whole new sensation. He made me cum so fast, in minutes. I had never shot like that before.

I leaned back into the couch for a few moments and then I wanted to do the same to him. I gently undid his shirt and removed it and repeated his process of licking his chest and then undid his pants and underwear. His cock popped out. Damn he was huge, or at least I thought so at the time. He was at least 8 ½ inches. I placed my mouth against his cock tip and inhaled. Wow I had never smelled a man before. I loved it. Then I started to suck him. Oh course I choked, as I had never done this before but I kept trying until I could suck almost half his length.

He let out a moan. I think that he was excited because he was having a virgin. I got two thirds of it in my mouth and that was all I could take at that time. I placed my hand at the base of his cock and started to jerk him as I sucked him.

It wasn’t long before he began to shoot. It was a bit salty but sweet at the same time. Very creamy. I had never tasted cum before, well at least not someone else’s. I liked it.

After that we lay on the couch in each other’s arms and I was suddenly nervous again. I blurted out that I had to go home now. He helped me up off the couch and then asked if he could see me again.

I thought a moment and then looking him in the eyes asked if I could think about it, this was new to me and I had to think about it. He gave me his number and saw me to the door.

I went home and sat in my easy chair and wrapped my arms around my knees and hugged myself close and just thought. I had always been taught that it was wrong, was I doing wrong. I didn’t sleep much that night, luckily it was Friday and I didn’t have to work the next day.

I finally decided that even if it were wrong, it was good, I felt good. And if I went to Hell so be it. I got his phone number out of my pant pocket and called him around 3 in the afternoon. He was home and answered the call.

I told him who it was and that I would like to see him again. He asked me if he could take me to dinner and then go back to his house and see what happened. He promised me he would take it slow. We would meet at his house at 5:30.

I Went to the shower and cleaned myself thoroughly. Using my favourite shampoo and conditioner so that I smelt good. Then I put on clean boxers, jeans and a nice shirt. Put gel in my hair and rubbed it good. I have always had wavy diry blonde hair and back then it was longer. I hardly ever combed my hair as it looked better when I just ruffled it and made the curls and waves stand out.

I took the short subway ride to his house and he was there to greet me at the door. Gosh, he was very handsome standing there in tight blue jeans a tank top and cowboy belt. And that wonderful smile, Gosh he would make anyone melt. He shook my hand and tugged me inside his house and then he kissed me passionately. Then I did melt in his arms. I was almost giddy.

He then took me to this wonderful Italian restaurant and we had chicken Scaloppini and pasta. While we sat across from one another we couldn’t help but stare into each other’s eyes.

We both could not stop smiling. I then did something daring, well for me anyhow. I moved my foot across under the table and rested it against his foot. He smiled deeper and then moved his foot against mine rubbing back and forth.

We stayed that way the whole time we were there and I really don’t remember what we talked about but talk we did, and laugh and just have a great time. After dinner he took me home and we sat beside each other on the couch still talking and touching and caressing each other.

We were getting aroused again. He asked me if I wanted to try something different. Well I was game. He said to me that he knew I was a virgin and this was all new to me, but he wanted to go further.

He hesitated and then finally stammered out, would I let him fuck me. My mouth dropped open. I didn’t move or say anything for a minute or two and he was also silent studying me with his eyes.

He could see me deeply thinking about what he had just asked. I asked him if it would hurt and he told me only a little bit but once I got used to it I would love it.

I became excited, I wanted to try it. He told me I would have to prepare first and led me to the washroom where he pointed to an edema bag and asked if I knew how to use one. I laughed and told him surprisingly yes I do. I often douche myself because I was into Herbology and Natural Path stuff and cleaning yourself out was a healthy thing to do. I usually put a concoction of homemade herb water into the enema bag and then used it on myself.

He laughed at that and told me he didn’t have any herb water but he did have some Aloe Vera gel that I could use. He left me to get ready and I did. It only took about fifteen minutes. He had left me a robe to put on so I donned it and then went out into the living room.

He was sitting on the couch in nothing but his briefs. He gestured me over to him and I went and sat beside him. He had a drink in his hand and picked another off the table beside him and handed it to me.

Then he clinked his glass against mine and toasted me. He said to a wonderful exciting evening. Then he took a gulp of his drink. I followed suit and almost choked, darn that was strong.

But I swallowed and then took a generous gulp. Since I was now prepared it went down smoothly. We finished that one and he asked if I wanted another. I said yes, I knew that it would help mellow me out and maybe help with the fucking I was going to get.

After a while my head was spinning nicely and he started to fondle me and I reciprocated. Our hands were running all over each other’s bodies. Darn I wanted him.

After a time he stood up and reaching down took my hand and pulled me up out of the couch and led me to his bedroom. He gently laid me on the bed and then climbed over me and nestled his body onto mine and started to kiss and touch and hold and rub. Gosh Darn he was driving me insane with lust.

Then he worked his way down my chest to my nipples and nibbled them awhile, down to my bellybutton and then to my cock and he sucked me for a while and then raised my legs up in the air and placed his tongue against the crack of my ass.

He started to rim me, the sensation was unbelievable. I had never felt anything like that before. He had my ass all slippery and moist and then with his tongue still there he placed his index finger against my hole. Slowly he massaged it and then he gently started to insert it.

It hurt a bit but I wanted it so bad I just gritted my teeth and accepted it. Once it was in the pain subsided and it felt good, no great. He played around with his finger moving it this way and that way and pushing in and pulling out. I was quivering.

He worked my ass for about half an hour and then asked me if I was ready for his cock. I shuttered a bit, his cock was a heck of a lot bigger than his finger. But I nodded yes, I was ready.

He reached to the end table and opened a drawer and took out some KY and a small brown bottle. I didn’t know what the little bottle was back then. He uncorked the bottle and then handed it to me and told me they were poppers. If I took a couple of sniffs it would make it easier to take his cock.

I took a small stiff; at first it was strange, very potent. But I followed his instructions, took a few deep sniffs not knowing what would happen.

My head started to spin; I felt a feeling of euphoria. I felt light as a feather and then he placed his cock head against my entrance. He was looking me in the eyes all the time and I looked back at him.

He was so handsome, so virile. Then he slowly started to insert into me. At first it hurt, there was a sharp pain. He paused just inside of me. Then pain subsided and he saw the relieved look on my face. Then he pushed forward. There was a strange sensation as he did so. I could feel his cock sliding into me and it felt great. Why had I never tried this before? It didn’t take long until he was completely buried in me. I saw the look of rapture on his face as he moaned out loudly. I didn’t realize but I had moaned too. He took me to heights that I had never thought possible.

He gently fucked me, slowly pulling out and then pushing in. Oh, gosh it was pure ecstasy. We went at it all night long. Stopping and lying in each other’s arms and then me saying again, please again.

I had found something that I really liked. I was truly a changed man by the morning and loved the change. I saw him a few times more that week and learned a lot about myself and what I needed and wanted.

We saw each other for the rest of the week and then at the weekend he sat me down and said he had something to tell me. He was married and his wife was coming back on Sunday from a business trip. We would not be able to see me very often and we had to be discrete he couldn’t take the risk of his wife finding out.

Of course I cried. And he held me tight, comforting me. I had thought that I had found a new lover and mate. We did see each other a few more times but I needed more so eventually I found someone else and didn’t see him anymore. But fact is fact. He was my initiator to the real gay life.

I will never forget him.



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