Confession

I’m going to confess to being a voyeur and a bi sexual.
The voyeurism started when I was six or seven. I used to climb trees in the wood behind our house and I soon realised the people don’t look up.
I saw a couple have a fuck in a car, she was fat and maggoty white with a massive bush of curly hair between her legs and he had a spotty arse and they looked funny as he struggled to hump her. I had no idea he was putting his cock into her pussy, it just looked funny but also naughty and I the sight gave me a thrill and butterflies in my tummy.
Another time an older boy was what i soon learned, having a wank but I thought he was hitting himself in the balls. I’d crunched my balls on the crossbar of my bike and I knew how much that hurt so I didn’t fancy doing that. I thought his heavy breathing and gasps were because of pain.
I still get a thrill when I catch someone doing something naughty but digital technology has spoiled things due to people being worried about being recorded.
My first proper sexual event, as I call it, happened when I was 14. There were lots before that, as I expect most people on this site experienced but this was the first properly consensual sexual act I did.
It was with my friend. It started with taking turns to sensually tickle each other’s back, embarrassing erections, moving on to wanking, wanking each other, sucking etc.
A few other homosexual experiences and then I moved on and got into girls and women.
In my thirties I had a friend who split from his wife and needed somewhere to stay so I offered my spare room in my flat. We had many long chats, going to the pub, generally having a good time.
It wasn’t long before we had drunken sex which, for me turned into something very close to love. Sex happened without the booze and I learned he was very submissive and liked me to tell him what to do and ‘force’ him to do things.
I learned about his love of wearing sexy lingerie so I bought some, stockings, suspenders, knickers etc and ‘made’ him put them on. It was wonderful
We had just under six months of our secret relationship, personally, I didn’t give a shit who knew.
Then the fucking idiot went back to his horrible bitch of a wife to carry on his life of misery because she represented security.
I got married and have kids, a lovely wife, job and everything is ticketyboo but I really miss blokey sex. It’s been thirty years since I’ve had any of that.

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