I have had several encounters with guys, and for the most part they
have been few and far in-between.  I have only had mutual sex with one
guy.  He was effeminate, but allowed me to take the submissive role.
I met him while driving around the gay cruising area one night about
five years ago.  As I looked at him, he gazed back.  He walked over
and started talking to me while I was still in my car.  He asked me in
for a drink, but I said no.  He wrote his phone number down, and told
me to call him sometime.  I said I might.  Then I drove away.  I went
a few blocks, and then turned back around.  I told myself that if I
saw him, then I would go in for a drink with him.  He was so cute.  He
was shorter than me, thin, and blond headed.  I have always loved cute
blond headed boys.  He was girlish, in may ways.  When I got back , I
saw him walking away from the bar.  As I slowed down, I could tell
that he recognized me, and was glad to see me come back.  I pulled up
to him, rolled down my window, and we started talking.  We weren’t
saying anything especially, just chatting.  Then, all of a sudden, he
asked me to come back to his house.  I told him I had a boyfriend (a
lie, I had a girlfriend at the time), and that this was not possible.
He asked me to call him again, and I said I would.  Again, I drove
off, but immediately circled the block to see if I could find him yet
another time.  When I came back around, I saw him in his car pulling
out of the parking lot.  I followed him for a few blocks until he
recognized me by seeing my car behind him.  He pulled into a unused
parking.  I pulled in behind him and parked the car.  We both got out
and looked at each other.  He was very nice.  Shorter than I was,
girlish in demeanor, but definitely a "boyfriend hopeful".  Again, we
started talking, but this time, the conversation was becoming a little
more direct.  He said that he wanted me to come to his house, just to
talk, and maybe get high.  I said that I could not stay long, but I
would love to come by and get high.  I followed him to his house.  He
lived in a very nice condo.  As we walked inside I wondered if I was
going to go through with this.  I had had blowjobs from other guys
before, but had never given one.  But I wanted to really make him feel
good.  We went inside and entered his bedroom.  He explained that he
had a female roommate, but she was out of town.  This probably did it
for me.  I knew I wanted him, but I wanted to be anonymous with my
desires, keeping them to myself, and sharing them only with him.  I
still was not sure about anything except possibly getting a blowjob
from him at this point.  As we talked while he was loading a pipe, I
really started getting excited.  I had the kind of hard on that does
not happen very often.  I was getting ready to cum, and he had not
even touched me!  We smoked a little, and began to relax.  I asked for
a cigarette.  If I was going to be here, with him, I really wanted to
turn him on.  I thought I was, but since I had never done this, I was
a little unsure.  He lit my cigarette, and then sat down next to me.
As I was taking a drag, he pulled it out of my mouth, and put it into
his.  By this time, he had his chest and chin resting against my right
arm.  When he put the cigarette back into my mouth, I knew I was going
to blow him.  As I turned to reach the ashtray, He leaned up and
passionately kissed me.  He was kissing me, taking charge of my mouth,
face and neck.  I knew that I wanted his dick inside my mouth.  We
kissed, wetly, for several minutes.  He was definitely the more
aggressive "man" but was still very feminine.  He was going to be the
"guy" tonight, and I his slutty whore.  I accepted my role gladly.  As
we fell back on the bed, my sexual drive peaked.  I thought I was
going to cum without ever having done anything, or having any real
thing done to me.  Fortunately, I was able to relax and gain a little
bit of control.  After another minute or so, I started licking down
his stomach until I reached his dick.  It was about my size or so,
just average, but this was my dick that I wanted to come in my mouth
so badly.  I started taking his pants off.  He rose to make getting
his pants off more easily.  I took off his pants and dropped them down
without a rush.  I could now see the erection only inches from my
face.  I reached around to his butt and felt it.  It was wonderfully
perfect.  Not hard, but definitely not unfirm.  I put my fingers down
into his underwear, and started to pull down.  As I did, his cock
became exposed.  I took it in my hands and then lovingly put it into
my mouth.  It tasted so good.  It was super hard and oh so yummy.  I
continued to go down on him until he started to pull my pants off.  As
he pulled my pants off, we started kissing again.  The same feeling as
before reoccurred: I thought I was going to cum.  I felt so slutty, so
hot, and so wanting for him to explode so I could taste his cum.  He
pulled away for a moment, and asked me if 69 was okay.  I said yes.
We sucked each other for ten minutes or so.  By this time, I had his
shaved balls in a frenzy.  I wanted him to explode so badly.  He
finally came in my mouth and on my face.  His cum was so sweet.  I
gladly swallowed the part in my mouth.  He took some of his cum as
lubricant and began to finger me gently.  I still had a good bit of
cum on my face.  I tried to wipe some of it into my mouth, but he took
his tongue, and swept it into our interlocking mouths.  We kissed a
cum filled kiss for what seemed forever.  I could taste his cum still,
but I wanted more.  His probing had turned into a very nice and
gentle, but highly arousing finger fuck.  I thought I was going to
have an orgasm in my ass.  Just as he really began fucking me with his
finger, he went down on me.  I came almost instantly.  I came quite a
bit for me.  We repeated the cum-filled kissing episode, only this
time, he did not swallow any of my cum.  We kissed hotly, wetly, with
my cum as our elixir.  It had been ten or so minutes since he came,
and I started to go down on him again.  I asked him to fuck my ass.
He asked me for a condom but I did not have one.  He told me that the
next time we got together, we would do that.  He asked me if it would
be okay if he took some photos.  As he took pictures of me, I was
really turned on again.  I was going down on him, he was snapping away
with the camera in one hand, and fingering me with the other.  I
started masturbating.  When he noticed me feeling myself, we again
started 69, he snapping away with the camera in one hand, and
fingering me with the other.  I started to finger his ass.  He
stopped, got off of the bed, when to a closet and pulled out a small
dildo.  It was only about an inch in diameter.  First he used it on
me.  I came twice in the span of five minutes.  Then, I started on
him.  We spent the next 20 minutes fingering and dildoing each other,
back and forth.  I came again.  He came twice during this episode.
When he or I did, we lapped at each others tongues with our cum
splashing around our mouths.  Eventually, dawn came, and I headed out
the door.  As I left he remarked that I had been one of the best
lovers he had ever had.  I turned around to tell him that this was my
"real" first time.  When I told him I had received blowjobs from other
guys, but never anything like this, he sweetly said that he could not
believe this.  I told him that I almost exclusively had sex with
women, with the very rarely (once a year kind of thing) would cruise
the scene for a blowjob from a guy.  As I started to leave, he kissed
me passionately, I kissing him back, gladly.  He slipped a piece of
paper into my hand and said to call him that night.  I did not call
him back immediately.  I had some mixed feelings about what had
happened.  I wanted to desperately have sex with him again, but I
wanted to stay in the closet.  When we talked again, about a week
later, he said that he thought that I could be the one for him.  I
went back to his house that night, and again we had unbelievable sex.
I have not seen him again, and have since moved away from the area.  I
still mostly desire women, but I have to have a boy soon.  

I require complete and total discretion.  For me, the closet is the
right place.  I can not have my employer have any knowledge or hint of
this encounter.  No one knows I am bisexual, and I prefer to keep it
this way.  

Outwardly, I do not appear to have any certain orientation, sexually.
I do not like hair, especially facial hair, or anything like a macho
attitude.  I am looking for effeminate guys, around 25 that are white,
thin, with hairless members, that like a slightly filled out
(muscular), and slightly effeminate guy.  I can be the top or the
bottom.  You must be somewhat smaller than myself.  I am 29 years old
and live in the Atlanta area (north).  I must have complete discretion
with my partner.  If "closeted" offends you, then I am not for you.  I
am a professional, well-educated, white male.  I am 6 2" and weigh
205.  I like to party and will consider responsible use of sexually
enhancing "aphrodiastical" substances.  I could probably be talked in
to venturing into the club scene, but I do not want to make it the
main priority.  I do not mind being seen in a bar with my partner, but
again, I need to be careful.  After we have had our thing, let me call
you back, if you are interested in having more encounters.  

I hope that there is someone out there that is interested in meeting
me.  I am fairly good looking, in a cute way.  I would not rule out
some cross-dressing/fantasy sessions.  I have always wanted to be hot
looking in a feminine way for my guy, but it is not essential.  I am
careful to stay within my personal boundaries in the bed, but would be
willing to experiment possibly.  

Please respond with your physical description including age, height,
weight, and any other relevant charicteristics.  My schedule is
favorable toward the middle to end of May.  I look forward to hearing
from YOU.  Please include any thoughts you may feel about this letter
even if you are not the one.