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I was 51 when I first had gay sex with a man. I was in denial since I first had the urges when I was 13. That's when I first saw a grown man naked. I never saw Dad naked ever and I don't have brothers. I saw my first grownup man at the men's shower/lockerroom at the town pool. That cute hairy made an impression on me. His hairy body and his public hair matched his red/blonde hair. I went to the men's shower a lot when I was alone at the pool. I spent more time there than I did at the pool. I met the man who I first had gay sex with in a straight bikers bar. I went there with my neighbor who brought me there and immediately my eyes landed on a tall thin man with long salt and pepper hair. He looked at me back then he came over to say hello with his hand on my knee squeezing it gently. He then grabbed my arm and lead me to the men's room into a stall. He unzipped me and dropped my drawers and he gave me the best blow job I've ever had at the time. He locked the door to the men's room and stayed there for an hour until a worker banged on the door and gave us a chance to get out no questions asked. We w

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