1. I thought I was straight?


    Date: 11/2/2014, Categories: True Story, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Boy / Boy, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Gay, Interracial, Author: curious19, Rating: 79.4, Source: sexstories.com

    For as long as I can remember I loved women. Ever since I was young I always loved being around them being with them and yes ever doing stuff with them. With everything that has happened lately I never thought in my wildest dreams about the way I’d feel about men, but maybe it’s just sexual? 6 months ago “Man this shits getting old” Jeremy said to me throwing more logs into the back of my pick-up truck. “Yeah but you know the money adds up, and besides we make more money than minimum wage, make our own hours, and get good workouts” I say smiling. My name is Zach, and my friend Jeremy and I have our own little landscaping company that we operate out of gainsville,Florida. Today we have a job to cut down an old tree about to fall. I’m 20 about 5’7 130 pounds all muscle though so I’m still decently strong for my build, and with brown hair and green eyes a nice chiseled face it’s not hard for me to find ladies. My friend Jeremy is the same age about 6’0 175 very nice build blond hair, brown eyes, and an all right looking face. He doesn’t really talk to girls much though I’m pretty sure he’s just a little shy, but when I try to throw one his way he usually reciprocates well. “You boys seem to be working hard” Mr. Fuller is client came down the steps of his front door saying. “yeah” I say wiping the sweat from my forehead, “it’s getting pretty late though so I think we’re goanna have to finish this up tomorrow Mr. Fuller. “ah don’t worry about it Zach you guys have already been ...
    at that monster for six hours .I’m just happy I don’t have to look at that eye sore any longer. “I won’t be able to work tomorrow , I have class.” Jeremy says looking at both of us. “ Uhh well I mean we already chopped the tree up and put must of it in the pick up. I should be able to dig up the roots by myself “ “Yeah whatever works for you guys” Mr. Fuller says and smiles at us both. Okay awesome I’ll see you tomorrow; let’s pack up the tools Jeremy. Mr. Fuller turns and starts walking up the stairs. I never found out what he did for a living but he always pays us our standard 12$ and hour and give us great tips. He’s black about 35 6’3 200LBs big build and very smooth features. I’d figure with his looks he’d be having girls over all the time, but every time we work for him he’s alone, but then again we don’t work at night so who knows. The next day After about 3 rough hours of constant digging and pulling out roots I finally get the job done and everything cleaned up. I went up to the front door of Mr. Fullers house and knocked but he never came to the door so after the third time I noticed his door was unlocked so I proceeded inside. “Mr. Fuller” I said loudly. I didn’t hear anything but then I noticed a weird sound coming from up stairs. It sounded like moaning and some gruntled talking. I started walking up the stairs curious to what was happening; now trying to be quiet. I got to the top of the stairs and to the right there was a door slightly open, where all the noise ...
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