He was sitting in the front passenger seat and looked like a simple type, long greasy hair, a old scruffy mustache and a 3 day beard. He was skinny, p...obably 120lbs and wore an old Led Zeppelin t-shirt which was dirty along with what appeared to be jeans stained with oil and brown work boots. His hands were filthy and looked like he did mechanic work or something like that. The driver was an even older looking guy, probably 70 or more with long shoulder length greasy gray hair running on the. With both of them down to their basics, my eyes kept darting from blonde, full-figured, big-breasted, tall and curvy Aunt to sharp-featured, graceful, brunette mother.While I was busy admiring Sharon, Mom caught me looking at Sharon’s big breasts and I immediately got busy taking off my T-shirt and blue jeans and within seconds I was in shorts and enjoying the cool breeze against my sixteen-year-old body.With that done, all three of us hit the water for a bit of swim. After fifteen or twenty. 2 times in the week good to having sex, I start to feel as gay as personal identity as someone likes guys. Now 31 years old and I want to see myself as a gay guy as gay love cock and fuck men good, loving sucking and rimming. Started taking videos and photos when I'm doing sex with someone to see my self sexy and hot, to see my self if I'm good or not if I can be a good guy.More interesting for the guys, I'm starting to see the guys in the street, see if he's hot or not. Yes, some are hot and I. I didn't want my sexuality on display, or out and if we had sex, would it be different. She worked in a different part of campus and we weren't exactly work buddies.We exchanged anonymous e-mail, me telling her about my fantasies about her, and she begging for my picture. My picture. If I sent it, then it would be clear, no turning back. So I took a chance. My lust won out over reason. I feigned a reason to go over to her her building hoping her door was open when I walked past. It was. We made.