I felt bold and approached him. He was travelling through town with his friend, he said they were only in the area for a week. We talked and laughed f...r a while. There was definitely a strong sexual pull between us. Once the concert was over, I invited them back to my apartment to hang out, have a drink, & smoke some weed. Mike and I continued to flirt throughout the night. We found out we actually had a lot in common, besides the sexual attraction. By the end of the night he was kissing me all. I also found the secret works on any heterosexual male, much to my shame but not regret. Thankfully, twat men are discrete. Twat women are extremely clever and careful. No one knows but me and the lucky few dozen twat men I have encountered in twenty years of marriage.By the time I was checking out the distant capital, Matt's subtle rubbing wasn't so subtle. While I focused on the Washington Monument, he tweaked my left nipple. I could not let that go unnoticed or uncommented on. I sat back. A month after I moved to California I was sitting in a bar in San Francisco’s Mission District. At about 9:00 I decided to go back to the apartment of the friend I was staying with. When I left the bar I heard a man yelling obscene insults at two Hispanic women who had just left a restaurant. My parents raised me not to be that way. I thought he should not be that way either.I walked over to talk to him. “Why are you yelling at those women?” I asked.“They’re Mexican.”“So?”“This is our country.. " "It's a shame you are totally strait because you will never get to feel this pleasure."I remember another instance when Jane came up to me in the bathroom after I had just gotten out of the shower. I hadn't had time to dress and she began to stroke my cock.. When it was good and hard she told me to bend over the vanity. Jane soaped up her finger and pushed it into my ass hole. I lost control and started moving my ass around like someone inviting a good fuck."You know your thirtieth birthday.