I’m a pretty normal 47-year-old married guy. I’ve been married for 15 years and live an uneventful life. Sex with my wife dried up years ago, so my only release is watching porn and wanking.

I’ve been watching porn for many years and I’ve got more and more into guy-on-guy stuff. I loved big cocks and guys sucking each other. I progressed to chat rooms and spent hours talking with other guys.

Eventually I started having cam-to-cam sessions where I would jerk off with other guys. You could say I’d become pretty bi-curious.

I started fantasising more and more about meeting up with another guy. I just wanted to see what it was like. My plan was to meet up, watch a bit of porn, get naked and maybe wank each other. If it felt right, maybe suck, but that was it, nothing more.

One night my wife was away with work. I had a few beers on my own and watched a lot of gay porn. I decided and downloaded a gay hook-up app to see what would happen.

I opened the app, and within seconds, my screen was full of guys. I got chatting to a few, but most either wanted to come over to my place, which was not happening, or they were too far away. I couldn’t drive as I was half-drunk.

Not a lot happened for a few hours until a guy who was five hundred metres away popped up.

“Hey, what you looking for?”

I responded with “Hi” and we started chatting.

I told him I was a bit curious and had been thinking about meeting a guy but wasn’t really sure what I was looking for. I explained I was married, so needed to be really discreet.

“I’ve had a few married men,” he told me. This got me a little bit excited. It was good to hear I wasn’t the only one looking for cock on the side.

I was worried he was so close and I might know him or, worse still, he might know my wife.

However, he reassured me he didn’t go out to the local pubs and only really knew a couple of people in the area.

As we chatted more, he told me he was gay and single. After about 10 minutes he messaged,

“Why don’t you pop round?”

I was very drunk by this point. I should have turned off my phone, gone to bed, had a wank and gone to sleep.

My drunken brain thought, “Fuck it, it’s now or never.”

“Ok, I’ll come over,” I messaged.

“Great,” he replied and gave me his address. It was only about a two-minute walk away. I knew his street well as I walked past it most days.

I cleaned my teeth and put on some aftershave. I wasn’t really sure what guys expected when they meet up.

I left my house and set off to meet him. I looked around to make sure none of the neighbours were looking. It was dark by now, but they were a nosey lot. I was panicking and scared to death as I knocked on his door. He opened up and let me in.

He was about the same height as me, 5’8”, but very stocky. I could tell he worked out a lot. I felt so awkward and nervous. I sat on the sofa not sure what to do, but he said, “Come upstairs.”

I followed him into the bedroom, absolutely shitting myself.

Without saying anything, he took off his t-shirt and then pulled down his shorts and pants.

There he was, totally naked, standing in front of me. I’ve never really seen another man naked like this before. He was well-toned, and his cock was huge, maybe 8 inches and fat.

I just didn’t have a clue what to do. Reality was now kicking in. Here I was, a well-respected married man, stood looking at a naked gay guy’s cock.

He started rubbing his cock. I decided I needed to do something, so I stripped too. I felt a bit embarrassed as my cock looked tiny in comparison.

I just stood there naked.

He walked over and stood in front of me. I was so scared.

“Just relax,” he said.

That wasn’t going to be easy.

Not really knowing what to do, I just took his cock in my hand and held it. It felt so weird holding another guy’s cock, like a big piece of meat.

I decided to go for it, so I wrapped my hand around it and started to wank him, not really sure what I was doing, but I know how I like to play with myself, so I just went for it. He moaned a little, so I assumed he liked it.

I could feel him grow in my hand. I rubbed him for a few minutes, making him rock-hard. I liked the feeling of pleasuring him.

He then sat on the edge of the bed and held his cock out for me. He didn’t say anything, but I knew what he wanted.

I always wondered if I would be submissive or dominant when with a guy. Well, it was clear straight away he was in charge.

I got on my knees in front of him, held his cock and rubbed it a few times.

“I’ve never done this before,” I explained.

“You will be fine,” he responded. He was a man of few words.

I was so scared now. This was going to be life-changing. I took a big deep breath and then licked from top to bottom and back up, slowly licking the tip. I really had no idea what I was doing.

Then I made a big move. I slipped his cock in my mouth. I got in as far as I could and just started sucking like they did in porn films. I didn’t know if I was doing it right, but I just sucked away.

Again, he didn’t say anything, but he was moaning so I thought he must be enjoying it.

I sucked as best I could for a few minutes, and then he finally spoke.

“Get on the bed and lie down.”

I did as I was told and got on the bed and lay on my back.

He got between my legs and started rubbing my cock. By now I was rock hard. It felt very small in his big hands.

He then moved his lips and licked and kissed all over my body, before moving up to my face and towards my mouth. Without asking, he started to kiss me on my lips.

In my fantasies I’d never thought about kissing a guy. It was always just wanks and blow jobs, but here I was lying naked on a bed kissing back as he kissed me. It was different to kissing a woman, more powerful.

He moved back down my body and started to suck my cock. His sucking skills were amazing. Probably the best blow job I’d ever had. He took my whole cock deep inside his mouth and gently squeezed my tight balls at the same time.

“Stop, I’m going to come,” I said to him after a few minutes. It was so good I was ready to shoot down his throat.

He then started licking my ass. I’d never experienced this before. I wasn’t sure if I liked it, but it was making my ass so wet. It was so different from anything I had experienced before.

After around five minutes of licking me, he stood up, opened a drawer, and pulled out some lube and a packet of condoms. I then watched as he slipped on a condom and moved back onto the bed while covering his cock in lube.

Fuck, this was really happening. I’d only really fantasised about wanking and sucking, but here I was, laid naked on a bed with a guy with a massive hard cock looking at me.

Then it happened, a life-changing experience. He got up on his knees and pulled my legs wide apart. I felt so submissive. He was in total control. I could feel his hard cock pushing against my tight hole. He held it there and rubbed it for a minute. Fuck, this was scary.

Then he slowly started to push inside me, stretching my hole and sliding deep inside. I wanted to say stop, but it was too late. He pushed his cock deep inside me.

I’d never felt pain like it. It was overpowering. I was in agony. I tried to relax but it was impossible. He held his cock in me for a moment, then started to move in and out, deep thrusts, slow at first then speeding up. The pain got even worse. I just wanted to stop but he was now in full flow. I just lay back and took it.

He started to pound me hard and fast, deeper and deeper. The pain ran through me. It was a bit like being on a roller coaster. Once it starts there is no way to get off until it finishes.

He then pulled out, which gave me a quick break, but within seconds he put me onto all fours and began pounding me from behind. This felt better. The pain slowly started to turn into pleasure. I just shut my eyes and got lost in the feeling.

He pounded me so hard from behind. The pain and pleasure were flowing through my body. This really was like nothing I’d ever experienced before.

He pounded me hard and fast for about 10 minutes. I started to really relax and enjoy the ride. It was quite liberating to have no pressure and just let someone else do all the work. All I had to do was take it.

He didn’t really speak much. He just grunted and moaned a lot. Eventually he said, “I’m going to cum.” He pulled out of me and told me to finish him with my hand. He pulled off the condom, and I did as I was told, now enjoying my role as the submissive.

I rubbed him nice and fast. Within a few pumps, I felt him tighten up. One more pump and his cum shot out all over his body and my hand. His whole body shook.

Not really sure what to do, I started to rub my own cock and after a few seconds shot all over myself and him. Cum was everywhere.

I lay there with a feeling of pleasure but also so shocked that I could go from being totally straight to being fucked by a guy so easily. I’d only expected a quick wank.

I cleaned up, got dressed and left. There was no chatting and hanging about after like with a woman. This was just sex.

He just said, “Thanks, I’m pretty tired now. I will see you out.”

I walked home with my head spinning and my ass in pain. It had been a mind-blowing experience, but my head was full of questions. Was I now gay? What would happen next? I wasn’t sure, but I knew this was to be the start of a whole new part of my life.