Ok I did it.
My Aunt passed away. She was the last of her generation including both my parents. I didn't want to go to the funeral but both my wife and my Sister insisted. The showing was on Wednesday and the Funeral was on Thursday. I flew into town and got a room at an Embassy Suites nearby. After the showing, I wasn't hungry,
skipped dinner, and just redeemed my free drink at the bar in the hotel. I sat next to a gentleman at the bar and struck up a conversation. I explained why I was in town and my reluctance in attending. I found out he was married to another man. I confess my ignorance in that I was a little surprised because he looked straight. He just laughed at me. But we kept talking and he asked me if I had ever considered being with another man. I said no. Then he flat put asked me if I would like go back to the room with him and give it a try.
I could not believe that I had just been propositioned. We talked for perhaps another twenty minutes discussing my reluctance, why I should, why it would be ok. Apparently he had permission from his husband. Three double old fashions later and I found myself walking with him towards his room. I guess I felt guilty for acting stupid earlier and felt like I had to at least try to prove that I wasn't homophonic. I know actually having sex with another man is way over the top, but that is what I did.
I discovered that I am not into in kissing another man. It sounds strange but sucking his cock was more comfortable than having his tongue in my mouth. It wasnt long before he rolled me over and fucked my ass which was more enjoyable than I could have ever imagined. I guess I was expecting it to be painful. But he was gentle used a lot of lube. I left shortly after he finished inside me.
I didn't cum myself until I got back to my room and thought about what I had just done and stroked myself off. I realized the next morning that I could not remember his name.
That is how it starts. My guess is you will indulge again