When we first started dating and after we were married we had little money, so parking at the local park, in the woods and river bottom as well as num...rous small hills around where we lived where sand buggies and motorcycles played during the day were ideal, and afforded numerous places where he would take me parking and off into the woods.At first he was unaware of my fantasy's But during the first year of our marriage, he caught me masturbating late one night after some rather heated love. Whenever he moved, however, he became very aware of it. He even had to admit it had come to feel rather satisfying nestled several inches deep inside him. This story is a work of fiction. All characters are older than 18. They have fun having gay sex. If gay sex is not allowed in your country, you should consider moving to another one. The characters are not having safe sex, please use condoms while exploring your sexuality. As always, I look forward to your comments and suggestions. Thank you. You’ll lose some weight once you’re out. Give yourself something to shoot for . . . getting back into those pants.’ ‘I’m leavin’ the past behind. Keep ’em for yourself.’ Horace admired the slacks then looked sadly at Marty. ‘Aw, you know I can’t. I’ll pass’m along to one of the guys, you want. Or give’m to Goodwill.’ ‘Whatever.’ Marty went back to staring at his clothes. His suitcase was a rumpled grocery bag. In another hour, Marty would be a free man. He had served his full sentence. There. ... He smiled at me in the mirror, making sure I was still looking directly at him. His voice got even lower, almost gentle as he said calmly: "So this is the very first time you get fucked by a real man, then?" My sobbing grew louder, but this time he didn't seem to mind not getting an answer.His fingers slid out of me and he grabbed me by the neck and pushed my head onto the table. With him being bend over me I could feel his cock rubbing against my genitals. With one hand he guided it again.