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Second Coming
Second Coming
Second Coming
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Second Coming

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VOLUME 2 OF THE "COMING OUT" TRILOGY

What do you do after you find out you're gay? I tried going home and sleeping, like normal, but that didn't work. I wound up in a bar, instead, trying to loosen up my thinking so I could figure out just who I was becoming and where I should go from there.

And then I met him. You know him -- tall, dark, and handsome? When I confided in him that I didn't know if I was gay or not, he told me there was only one way to find out. He led me back to the bathroom and, well...

I found out.

Story length: Approx. 4,900 words

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 25, 2016
ISBN9781370607556
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    Second Coming - Gary Gray

    SECOND COMING

    COMING OUT, PART 2

    BY

    GARY GRAY

    COPYRIGHT 2015

    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

    ALL PERSONS DEPICTED IN THIS STORY ARE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OF AGE.

    SECOND COMING

    I lie awake in bed, staring at the ceiling, telling myself over and over that I wasn't gay. I couldn't be gay. I liked women. I was married once. Not for very long, but I was. And we had sex. Lots and lots of sex. To this day, sometimes, when I jerk the old gerkin, I think about my ex-wife and the way she used to bend over and grab her ankles and tell me to have my way with her.

    See? Even just thinking about thinking about that makes my dick get hard.

    I reached down and stroked myself, thinking hard about my ex-wife, wearing nothing but stockings and heels, bent over and hugging her legs and telling me to do whatever the hell I wanted to her. Up the twat? Go for it. Anal? No big deal. Both? Swap away. Both at the same time? Grab a dildo.

    God, I loved that woman.

    My cock was stiff in my hand. I looked down at it, pushing up the thin top sheet I lie beneath like a pervert's tent. I liked women. Females. Pussy.

    So how in the hell could I be gay?

    Slowly, without my realizing it at first, thoughts of my ex-wife grabbing her ankles became thoughts (memories) of that time (a couple hours ago) when my old college roommate, Danny Scott (a guy) pushed me into an alley and slid down my body and undid my pants and pushed them down and then took my dick in his mouth and oh God it felt so good and I could

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