I just read slump's story so I thought I'd share mine.

One Friday night I found myself with no plans so I headed to the nearest raunchy strip club. Several beers and a few lap dances later I was buzzed and horny and I needed to get off. So I headed across town to the adult arcade planning on finding a booth and jacking off to some 25 cent porn clips. As I walked around to the front of the building someone called out to me. I immediately recognized the person as someone that hung around the mall always smiling and making conversation. I walked up to his car window and could tell he was masturbating. He asked if I was interested in a little fun. I asked what he had in mind. He said he wanted to give me a blow job.

I got in his car and he headed to a dark, quiet area on the outskirts of town. He grabbed my crotch and told me to take out my dick. I was rock hard. As he came to a stop I got up the courage to start stroking his cock. He reclined my seat and took my whole cock in his mouth while he massaged my balls. Then he started to gently finger fuck my ass. I had no chance of prolonging this awesome BJ. I'm sure just a few minutes went by before I exploded in his mouth. He swallowed every drop! I was too scared to go down on him so I just kept up with the hand job. I guess he didn't mind.

I ran into him a few other times but I was never able to try it again. I don't know if it was the horniness, beer, or some internal curiousity. I sure did not regret it! As time as passed, I find myself obsessing over having sex with men at different periods. I don't know if it makes me gay or bi or what. Who cares...

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