I just want briefly share an experience from my past. Yes this story will involve a gay man sleeping with me. If you're homophobic don't fucking follow me. And yes. He is gay. We had sex but he's gay and is very happily married to a MAN and gay to this day. Sexuality a lot of times is a spectrum and things can happen. You can kiss a man and not be gay. You can have sex with a man and not be gay. Nobody is 100 percent anything on the spectrum.

A lot of social and sexual interactions we have are more based on personal attachment and vibes rather than you being attracted to the opposite sex. I'm sure we've all met someone we weren't attracted to right away but after getting to know them and spending time together you develop feelings for them. Did they become more attractive? No. You know them more. I've never really felt attraction bound by a gender so this whole being stuck one gender isn't important to me. I get to know a man and I want to sleep with him. I get to know a woman and I want to sleep with her. And same with all gender identities.

I was younger. Maybe late 20s/early 30s. I was a mom by then. Not important but that's where I was in life. A mom with young kids. I'd known my gay friend since we were kids. I was one of the first people he came out to. He actually realized he was gay because we were talking and I was saying how I find men and women attractive. We were kids so it wasn't anything salacious. This was innocent conversation. Later he told me this opened his mind to not HAVING to find women attractive.

Going ahead. We're with around the same age. He'd been with a man for 8 years and the relationship ended. He was really heartbroken even though it was a mutual decision that it was best to end it. I was comforting him. We went out together and had fun. We danced. This was a really serious relationship and he was just broken. The relationship has been slowly dying in the last year but this was someone he loved. I loved him to because he was my friend's boyfriend and they were together forever. We hung out a lot. We'd have double date nights with my husband.

I took him out and we danced. I was holding his hand the whole night and dancing close to him. He let go and put his arms around me and we danced close. I was kind of feeling like he was horny. He didn't want to go home with someone because opening yourself up to someone new after a relationship hurts. But I wasn't someone new. I want to note that this man is VERY gay and while I can safely assume that most living beings want to fuck me, I never expected this from him. Our connection and chemistry that night wasn't really based on attraction or stealing glances. It was just two friends who loved each other. It's not like I felt him checking out my ass or I was looking at his back muscles. It was like just a very pure connection I guess.

We went back to his place and we just cuddled a bit. We took turns showering. I went first and went in bed naked and he came in after and was naked in my arms. I held him close to me and he would sob periodically. My hair was wet and I just remember my wet hair on him his shoulders and back. He was laying on my naked breasts and I was holding him and kissing his forehead. Also he was getting hard. I kind just instinctively grabbed it because it felt right and natural. I'm just really used to "oh you're hard around me? I've got you." I figured and he looked nervous and I apologized and he said it was okay. I just rubbed it a bit and he said, "This is fucking weird." And I agreed.

We didn't kiss or anything that first time. It all just happened. I turned over and he played with my ass. He fingered it and licked it. He had lube by the bed already and he lubed me up and got me relaxed. It was throwing him off how feminine my body felt. He would feel my shoulders or see my long hair and it wasn't natural to him. I did all I could to be more masculine for him in that moment. I tied my hair up and firmed my shoulders. I pulled the blanket up so just my asshole was really visible to him. I was on my stomach and my breasts were against the bed. He put it in my ass he fucked me GOOD. He had me grabbing the bed frame and moaning. He came in my ass and then ate my ass right after, licking it deep, and then fucked and came in my ass again.

We washed up and cuddled after and he thanked me and said he loved me. I said I loved him. We'd never had any remote sexual intimacy like this before. I slept over and that morning we got intimate again. I held a toy between my legs and he sucked it. I bent him over and fucked him with it. I fucked his ass and grabbed his dick and rubbed it off at the same time and he came really hard. After he just collapsed and I kissed his neck shoulder. He came and just slumped forward and I was on his back naked just kissing him.

Our relationship when on for a few weeks and be eventually did fuck my pussy and he did enjoy it. He had no interest in eating it and that was fine lol. It was more an accident anyway. He was trying to put it in my ass but it slipped in my pussy and he liked how it felt and just finished in me(I told him to cum inside me. Irresponsible moment from me lol)