Once you experienced the excitement from porn with an erect cock, you are never the same, you want more.
My straight porn use started with just pictures of women, like Penthouse. I never much cared for Playboy, seemed more plastic to me. I gravitated to Penthouse Letters, and became fascinated with stories about male interaction. Of course, I didn't even think about the possibility of being bisexual, or for that matter, gay. I would buy the magazines at 7-11, and acted like I was older than I was, since I had a hairy chest. I'm sure the clerk was smiling after I left, knowing full well what I was doing.Of course, my masturbation soon used Hustler, Club, and a few other more intense magazines, but when I really focused on one-on-one straight sex was on my first visit to an adult book store in Las Vegas on a high school senior trip with friends. It wasamazing! Of course, all the mags were in cellophane wrappers, and I wanted to choose the very best ones. Often, the stuff in the inside of the cellophane was worthless. Now, on the internet, I want a more slutty experience, so I do focus on gang bangs, threesomes, and even orgies. For my personal pleasure, I have used mags, 8 mm film, VHS, DVD, desktops, laptops, and now smart phones for my need.I was married, thirty, traveling to Washington D.C. on business, alone, and entered an adult book store close to the now FBI headquarters. For some reason, I was drawn to a roped off section in the back, and for the first time, focused on gay magazines, also in cellophane wrappers. There was one magazine I couldn't put down, a picture of a younger, muscular man, with a black hairy chest and thick treasure trail, leading to a magnificent uncut cock. I had to have him. I placed the magazine between two straight ones, to check out. Of course, the clerk put the gay magazine on top, I was mortified. When I got back to the hotel, I spent hours, shaking as I turned each page seeing more young erect men. Suddenly a side of me that I had repressed even after a few encounters as a teen and in college, was front in center. I swear my cock was at least 1/4 longer than normal, and I spurted several times into the night.I couldn't be gay, I was married, and had a child on the way.
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