In my generation liking men was something you kept secret. It started early, by the time I was a freshman in high school I had sucked the dick of our youth minister. He really liked boys and I was one of many.

I did what so many men like me did, we went onto college and got an education. We married a girl we met at college, one that wanted more than anything to be a housewife. Why men like us are attracted to housewife types is a mystery. Off and on I would run into a man who gave off vibes and I would give him a blowjob. I hadn't ventured further than oral, and for that matter had never kissed with a man either. It was a cock fixation.

My wife had a women's group that got together quarterly, they did charity work and their choice was unwed mothers. One of the women had a husband who was into woodworking and the meeting that quarter was at his house. I spent the afternoon with him in his workshop, and sucked his cock and he kissed me. He wanted more, and over his workbench I had to stand and take it. While the women were inside talking about pregnant girls, we were outside fucking in the workshop.

That experience changed me forever. I met up with him and we made out like teenagers, and sucked cock together. He liked getting naked while his wife was at work, I was unemployed there for a while, and we got naked and played sex games, watched gay porn, and fucked until it was time for me to get going. He was my first boyfriend, a man I had feelings for. I made sure that my wife was good friends with is wife and they went to the women's center to help and other women charities.

In the end, I am still Paul's cocksucker and I love to bend over. There's nothing better than getting naked and making out and mutual cock sucking. A man has to do what a man has to do. We are both in the closet so it's a dirty little secret.