I couldn't ever think on the lines that I could be without Daniel now. He is everything to me and we have such wonderful times together.
I guess Daniel is the guy responsible for really bringing me out and showing me how to appreciate my sexual leaning without fear of retribution or embarrassment. He was the one who told me to accept what I am and no longer will I have to hide in the shadows thinking I am something unnatural.
He told me the fact that I have on one or two occasions, resorted to toilet bashing in an effort to satisfy my sexual urges, is all part of the learning curve and as long as I took precautions and showered afterward it was fine, I told him that each time I did things like that it was either by mutual wanking and sometimes, if I liked the guy, some oral stuff too. We never went the full hog which somehow I could not do with a complete stranger, and even oral with the lasy guy I did that with was very unpleasant and took me lots of mouthwashes to get the vile taste out of my mouth.
Daniel was a lovely guy and I didn't want him to think I had been fucked by someone else even though he told me not to worry, because he still wouldn't have been put off anyway.
He said if you find someone and you know they are the one despite anything they may have done in the past, that is a true sign of affection. That he thought I was absolutely a wonderful young man and he was happy that, even though he was ten years older than me, I still found a mutual interest in him and was able to release my immense passion likewise.
Daniel spoke like that, he was educated at Oxford University and had a degree in physiology so I felt absolutely right and comfortable with him and that time when we were just getting to know each other was so wonderful, the things we talked about and those first caresses so sweet and tender, the touch of his hands exploring me in such a sensual way made me feel all in the world was perfect.