I'm smack in the middle of my sixties now and I've been secretly Bi all of my life. I've been married to women, a widower and am now in a relationship with a woman again but I have always had a secret. I'm attracted to men, and every so often I need to act out on my feelings. It's a secret I've carried all of my life. I find some men as attractive as I find some women, I admire muscles, a nice thick cock, and (only lately) beards. My acting out has always been of the anonymous brand, I visit a bathhouse now and then but Covid has kept me home reading Literotica for a few years and I am on the verge of being cock crazy right now. I'm writing on Literotica because I need to get this out, I need to tell someone how I feel. Do you ever feel that way?
I'm old, but I'm tall, strong, athletic, and still handsome, so I'm pretty sure I'll find someone who is interested when I do head back to the baths, but if I don't there's always the dark room, I can suck cock until my itch is scratched... if worse comes to worse.
But, the risks and scariness of anonymous sex is a double edged blade, it leaves you both empty and satisfied. There's the fear of rejection, the danger of disease and even violence, and the hope that you'll find someone to play with who wants the same thing as you(most guys at the baths are strictly bottoms). It's not ideal.
What do I want? Well, I like to be more passive when I'm with a man, but I don't want to be abused or demeaned. I like to kiss, touch, suck and I'm willing to top or bottom, I like pretty much all of the things two men can do together. I want someone who is kind, nice, and patient. I want a lover, someone gentle and considerate; I'm tired of settling for anonymous encounters, no matter how exciting some of them are.
Like the time I went to Ft Lauderdale and went drinking in Wilton Manners (the gay part of town) and spent the evening in gay bars, feeling liberated and excited to be me. When it was late enough, I went to a bath house and had some fun there and finally ended up, in heat, in an adult bookstore. It had a theater and I sat down and was watching this twink, a row in front of me, blow this big burly Latino guy standing in front of him, facing me. When he saw me watching him, he just pointed to the seat next to the twink, and, of course I accepted his invitation and as soon as I sat down, his cock was cumming in my mouth, to the twink's great disappointment. It was so hot...
What I'd like, just once in my life before I get too old to be attractive to others, is a night like this:
I go back to Wilton Manners for a few days and again I get to revel in the freedom of the neighborhood. I drink, eat dinner, and flirt with men, there are so many! Eventually, an attractive older Latino man, with a grey beard and dressed very nicely strikes up a conversation. His eyes are deep blue and I'm drawn to him, he is gorgeous and he is a gentleman, too. We talk for an hour about everything from work to politics and eventually I place my hand on his thigh, letting him know that I am interested.Interested? Hell, I'm in heat again and he reaches down and squeezes my hand before moving it to his growing cock. I surrender, my mouth is suddenly dry, my legs are shaking a little. I'm nervous and very excited.
He senses my excitement and asks, "What would you like?"
Is he asking me to tell him my fantasies? Is he looking for a sign to take the lead? Is he interested or just being polite?
I want you, I tell him, enjoying his eyes and wondering what it would be like to have him on top of me. "Is your room close by?" Oh yes, and reaches over from his bar stool and kisses me softly, "Let's go."