My wife of 5 years was a real dominate bitch. She fucked me with a strap-on cock just to prove her dominate personality. When she divorced me the only thing I missed was her fucking me with her strap-on. I deliberately went to gay bars with the thought in mind of getting fucked by a real cock. I chickened out on 4 opportunities before I got the nerve to do it. Ben came back to my apartment and after 3 or 4 beers I was finally ready. I don't know how big Ben's cock was, but it hurt like hell and I was sore for 3 days. I wanted more so I returned to the same bar and got picked up again in less than half an hour. Omar fucked me and I liked it. That was 4 years ago and I return to the bar whenever I'm horny. All my gay dates have been one night stands except Tom who stayed Friday night and all of Saturday. I now plead with guys to fuck me harder and harder. I have no regrets for going gay. Vince Santori