I am a closeted bisexual cocksucker and bottom. It wasn't always this way. I'm a widower who was married to a wonderful woman, in all respects, except one. She would not suck my cock.
Due to her religious upbringing, she thought all oral sex was dirty, disgusting, and sinful. She never refused me her pussy. Hell, she loved to fuck.
During one of my few cheating encounters, I got an awesome blow-job from a woman, and forever more, was hooked on getting my cock sucked.
I managed to get my cock in my wife's mouth once, and she tasted some pre-cum, and that was the end of that.
For years I dreamed of having my cock sucked. Finally, in my late fifties, I decided to seek men to suck my cock. Figuring a mouth was a mouth.
I joined a gay/bisexual website, which I will not name, and began chatting with other men. I found lots of men looking to suck cock. I found there were a number of men in my general area of central NC that were active cocksuckers. Some of them married.
I started regularly chatting with a married guy, and he was more than willing to suck me off. The problem was, we were both married, so finding a safe place was an issue.
Then one day he told me he knew of a place we could meet. It was in a remote area of his upscale housing development. A house being built in a heavily wooded area had construction stopped because the builder had gone bankrupt. The large three-story structure was about half finished.
I met him in the parking lot of a Grocery store and followed him deep in the woods to the unfinished house. We went to the third level, and he spread towels, in what would become a bathroom. We both undressed and I laid down on the towels. My cock had already hardened in anticipation of being sucked.
When his mouth enveloped my cock, I tensed and felt the warm wetness of his mouth. I was about to get the blowjob I had wanted for so long. The feeling was awesome, as he used his experience to meet my most hidden desires. I knew he was an accomplished cocksucker, and I was reaping the benefit of his experience.
As he bobbed up and down on my cock, my urges to fuck his mouth was overwhelming. I began fucking upward. My cock banged against the entrance to his throat. He pulled off and said, "Let's get into a 69 position."