It was ten years ago. I placed the ad on Craigslist. This was back when they still had the personals section. I placed an ad looking for a date the night before my birthday. I was looking specially for an out of town married men who could be closeted bi/gay. And that was how I might Billy. I was living in Chicago at the time. Billy was in town for two months. At 52, he was a retired army general and later became a civilian private contractor. He was married for over 25 years and have two grown daughters. He open to,the idea of meeting a young bisexual Asian male, looking for a married man to celebrate my birthday after the stroke of midnight. We exchanged lots emails, a few pics and quickly spoke on the phone. He had a soft comforting voice over the phone. We agreed to meet at his hotel room first and later head to our dinner reservation.
The night before my birthday, I arrived at to his room at 8pm. The moment he opened the door, I remembered the surprised looked on his face. Definitely had something to do with how I was dressed. He stood at the door, dressed neatly and handsomely in his blazer and khakis. I walked in to his suite wearing only three things, a t-shirt, rip jeans and sneakers. So based on my lack of attire, he cancelled our dinner reservation and we stayed in his hotel room. Billy looked great for a man in his 50s. He was tall, around 6’3” and very muscular for his age. His hair was salt and pepper. Very clean shaven. I seat on his king size bed while he stood in front of me. At first he was really nervous. But we got to talking. We were only talking for a few minutes when he came out and said me was that he wasn’t sure if he could go through with it. He told me he had never been with another male before. Billy wasn’t the first married man who was curious. In fact, prefered being used as a sexual experiment. So to calm his nerves we just talked. Eventually I got him to sit down on the bed next to me.
He told me he was a retired General and that he fought in the early part of the Afghanistan invasion and later during the Iraq invasion. He had been badly wounded in Iraq. Most of the left side of his body was scarred. We talked about his wife. She knew his is gay but stayed married to him in support of his career. It as also the time of Don’t Ask Don’t Tell. So after talking for a while, I kissed him on the lips. That freaked him out. He got up and yelled at me, saying there will be no kissing. It startled me at first, but I knew he was new to this. So we continued our friendly conversation. He told me his wife Lindsey encouraged him to find a man on his business trip. She even approved of me, from reading my ad and all my emails. To advance things along, we started talkIng about his sexual interests. He liked looking at naked men and he told me all the things he wanted to try. Things were finally heating up. So I put my hand on his crotch and than I went to unzip his pants. All of a sudden he yells at me again. He screams “Get out! You faggot.” I totally freaked and I ran to the door. But just as I was about to walk through the door I stopped. I don’t know what it was, but I sensed that maybe he didn’t mean it, that maybe he too freaked out. And sure enough, he regretted it. When I looked back, I saw in his eyes deep remorse. So I stopped. I stood there half way through the door. That was when I had the idea. I closed the door behind me and looked Billy in the eye. The next thing I did, I ripped my t-shirt off and take off my pants in front of him. He stood there staring at my full nakedness.
And just like that, everything changed. Looking at me naked really turned him on. So I walked over to him and took him by the hands. His hands rested on my bare chest and I slowly guided his hands all over my 5’3” frame. He soon took control and I let him touch me where ever he wanted. He spend 30 minutes looking at me. We even stood in front of a mirror together, where we both could enjoy my beautiful nude body. He told me during our earlier conversation that he loved watching porn video of men taking showers. We moved into the bathroom. The shower stall was huge, it had six shower heads that sprayed every part of my body. I wanted to stroke myself several times, but he would tell me not to, and to just keep caressing my wet body.
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