So what do I need to do

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I was the average young adult in the middle 1970's. I dated many girls, most pretty attractive! Kept count and was up to 39 and ver proud of myself. I'd pursue someone and if she'd have me we'd get it on a few times and then I would ghost her. Dozens of girls were dumped by me. They meant nothing to me. I was always off for a prettier or more exciting female.

Somewhere along the way I became infatuated with lesbian sexuality. Collected quite the supply of adult magazines back them and girl girl sex was a popular topic. As I fucked all the chicks it dawned on me that I'd much rather see a woman insert a toy into my dates vagina, then for me to put my cock anywhere into her. I kept thinking how much more I'd enjoy seeing a female in sexual heat tell me flat out she wanted a lesbian to fuck her then to be with any man. Especially me.!!

Of course I never told a sole. No one knew my obsession. I would date them. Have wild thoughts. And many times really had to work at coming to orgasm. I was getting bored of plane old pussy. Once I even had to tell this unbelievably hot chick that i was too drunk. I couldn't get hard for her! When she left I jerked off and came with pleasure!! It was around that time I discovered really hard core pornography. It was almost all stright sex. But the pictures of woman giving blowjobs to large stiff penises did something for me. It didn't take long, I was having intense homosexual fantasies overwhelm me any time i masturbated. Which was at least daily.

Gay sexual desires were highly unacceptable in the 70's. Gay men were outcasts. Very very frowned upon. But it came to me like I was born to be a worshiper of cocks. Yes it was gross Yes only fags do it Yes I love to wrap my mouth around a mans prick and make him shot his semen down my throat. Yes it's obscene and I loved it1

SO I discovered an adult bookstore with almost exclusively gay pornography. The level of depravity was off the charts. This is what I had been dreaming of. No more fucking women exciting men. Men having all manners of sex with other men. Hand jobs, blow jobs, sperm showers, ass fucking. OMG there was a picture of a beautifully handsome man on top of another man...taking his cock up his ass reverse missionary style. I almost came just looking at it. The image stayed in my head for years. The ultimate pleasuring a man can experience, being fucked by a well endowed man trying to inseminate him by ramming his cock up his ass and spraying him full of sperm!! The thought of squeezing with my ass on his penis until he shook with pleasure and climaxed inside me drove me crazy!!

I bought all I could afford. At least 5 magazines.That's when I noticed their peep shows! Up to this moment I had never had sex with a man. THAT was about to change. I got $20 worth of quarters and went back into the peep movies. Within 10 seconds my eyes almost popped out of my head. Fantastic lewd 95% gay sex. Yes there were a few straight movies but 9 out of 10 of the selection was male only. MUCH to my delight. I didn't watch 1 second of the straight movies. It was the most shocking wonderfully obscene sexuality I could ever have dreamed of. And believeme I had dreamed of a ton of gay fantasies......
 
What do I need to do? And more stories or just fill it with more fluff? I read many stories that, to me, should have had 50% cut out.

But if that what it takes maybe I can do something. I've never had any ability to write and blame private schools
 
If you're asking what to write, well only?you can define the type of author you want to be.

That said, it looks like you've got a fertile ground of life experiences and fantasies to draw on, so pick a fairly straightforward one and try to write it out. Don't try to capture your whole life (or even your whole twenties in one story)

You can choose between writing fantasy and reality and they both have advantages or disadvantages. The first time visit to an adult bookstore seems like it could make a cohesive story (not necessarily original, but that might not matter if done well).

Alternatively you could work out a hypothetical situation whereby your fantasy of watching lesbian toy play came real. (with or without reflecting on what it meant for your own sexuality)
 
Like 'TheRedChamber' above, I'm not clear on what you're looking for with this post.

One thing stands out and that's your comment on "fluff". You've not said what kind of content is "fluff" from your perspective ( I suspect it's anything that isn't a sex scene). Sex stories on Lit can roughly be separated into either an all sex thing with no buildup, no details of the characters or their lives and no real plot of where the story is going — or a story with details that reveal and round out the main characters by following a cohesive plot that touches on something deeper than the mere description of a bunch of sex scenes.

I think there's an audience for both kinds of stories on Lit — some like to read sex scenes only and others prefer an actual story that involves believable people who have normal lives, emotions, desires, etc. and also have rousing relatable/realistic sex.

At the end of the day, it's the author's choice as to what they choose to write. Hope this is somewhat relevent to what you're looking for with this post.
 
Yeah I can relate to the adult bookstore stuff. The gay stuff even in the early 80s was considered taboo and not right. In my late teens in-between girlfriends I went go to the local adult bookstore to masturbate to porn. I had gone only a couple of times before to do that and the ones I went in didn't have a thing called gloryholes. I was so young & gullible & naive I didn't even know what a gloryhole was even. Never gave it a thought even or would think some great idea like this would exist. So one time I went I hoped into a booth and see it had a hole in it. I was like WTF? I totally thought it was just a peep hole for guys to watch other guys jack off. It didn't even cross my mind that guys would suck each other through the hole. It seemed interesting. However, I was 100% straight young guy and didn't even think of the gay sex part. Never crossed my mind even. That is the 100% truth. Anyways, I didn't care if some guy would come into the booth next to me. If he wanted to watch me jack it then that was fine I guess. So I went to doing what I did the couple other times I was there and pulled down my shorts & watched the movie playing & started jacking. Then I heard the booth next door open and someone sit down. Yeah I was a little nervous and curious to see if I'd see the person watching me. Sure enough I seen eyes peeping through. Interesting. I sort of laughed. Well about another 20secnds goes by and then I seen fingers at the hole. I didn't have a clue what this meant. So about 30seconds of this the guy says loudly enough stick your dick in man I want to suck you. I sat there in total shock & amazement. I questioned myself for the first time ever in regards to this idea. Did I want to? Was I willing to do that? My heart was racing a mile a minute. Then the guy said, "Come on. Your cock looks super nice please let me suck it." Getting my dick sucked by my past girlfriends was the greatest feeling ever. I was so horny at this time it didn't take me long to decide I'm going to do this. I stood up and stuck my dick in the hole and got one of the best blow jobs of my entire life. Came in about a minute and the guy kept sucking & swallowing my cum. Something my previous girlfriend would not do. As soon as I came I bolted the hell out of there.
Back at home at pondered on what I let happen. I knew I wasn't gay. Yet I knew I loved what I just felt. And I got sucked off to completion and my cum swallowed. When I came I could totally tell the guy on the other side wanted it & loved it because he wouldn't stop and it felt on my cock he was getting out as much cum out of me as he could. It truly was a wonderful experience. I thought about what my friends would think of what I just did/allowed. No way would any of them probably do that. It was my own personal experience that I REALLY loved and I wouldn't tell a sole EVER. So I settled into not feeling guilty about it, it was just WAY BETTER feeling thing than me just staying home jacking off to a magazine.
So, this lead to more options in regards to how I could "get off and cum". I knew I would go back even though I told myself no I probably wouldn't. But, I went back numerous times. Many times after my friends and I would party all night & instead of going into my room as usual to just jack off, after they left I would drive to that bookstore to get some head. Oddly enough I didn't do this when I had a girlfriend. I guess I did't need to and I felt like that would be cheating anyways if I did that while I was dating & fucking another girl. I never wanted to go there when I had a girlfriend either.
I couldn't understand the guys that liked giving head & swallowing cum especially. I wasn't about to ever do that. But I sure appreciated that these guys were usually always there at the adult bookstore video booths ready & willing & wanting. I did feel bad bolting & leaving as soon as I got off. I didn't want anyone to see me. Especially the guy that I just same down his throat. Only once did a guy stick his dick through the hole hoping I would suck him. It was a super small dick which looked cool. I figured it had to be this small Asian guy I seen walk in. That was the one & only time at the gloryhole video booths I touched another guys cock and jacked him off. I didn't suck him and wasn't about to. I thought it was cool he came on my hand in less than like 30 seconds of me jacking his small dick. I was like "Coll I just go that guy off super quick". It did turn me on a bit. But as usual I bolted out of the place as soon as that happened. Especially because I wanted to get a towel or kleenex to get the cum off my hand. I actually remember driving home not touching anything with that hand. I couldn't wait to get home and wash it off my hands.
So, those times were great. I was so glad I had the times at the adult video arcade to get sucked at & get off. So many great sucks I got there. It became addicting to go there almost. Sometimes I'd go 2-3 times a week as time went on. Mostly only on Fridays & Saturdays when it was more busy. But, shortly a year or so after I discovered the adult bookstore gloyholes, AIDS came about. That is what made me stop going there completely. I did not want any of that and prayed for months I didn't get any of that. Thankfully I was fine. So the time of AIDS killed me going to the adult bookstore for the extra relief fun anymore. But that was fine I shortly got another girlfriend anyways. This experience is something I never told anyone & always kept to myself. I didn't like having the ERGE to go there really. It was just better than staying home jacking off. That is the only way look at it and my excuse for doing it. Just the need for release and the pleasure of it. And it was 99% guaranteed that every time I got sucked they person on the other side would swallow my load. And I still stick by that.
 
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