Alain had left me with a real taste for coming back, to be completely honest with you. Beyond our sexual chemistry, I was attracted to this man. I wouldn't say in love, but it was the first time in my life that I felt anything other than sexual attraction to a man. It was confusing, it scared me. And like any good young homosexual discovering himself, we ignore calls, we don't respond to messages. Yet I wanted to see Alain again, but I didn't want to be caught in a ménage à trois or worse, lose control of my feelings. However, 2 weeks after our meeting, I decided to go to the premises of this famous association. It was an open house evening, to allow people to discover their association. I had prepared myself in a relaxed manner, and with a cap, just so I could camouflage myself if I ran into some New Year's pigs. I went there without warning Alain, I was afraid of running into him with his boyfriend. So I went there as a complete stranger. The location was a 15-minute drive from my home, so I arrived quickly, and the first thing that struck me was the crowd. There were quite a few people there for a small association like this. At least 40 people, of all ages and backgrounds. And frankly, it was cool. There were stalls, food, activities, a sofa area, in short, it was really super nice. No acquaintances in sight, so I started to make friends with two or three guys, without any ulterior motive. We talked about inclusion, coming out, and other things, it was cool, I felt good. Suddenly, someone interrupted the conversation I was having with a guy my age to introduce himself: "Hi guys! I've never seen you here before, nice to see some new faces! I'm Brice and I'm one of the leaders of the association. And who are you?" » Brice, with his "young" tone, was a 1.80m tall, bald bear with a nice beard, tattooed everywhere and a nice beer belly. You'll think I'm doing it on purpose, but damn, it was perfectly my thing. Introductions were quickly made, and Brice offered us to join the association. Which I accepted with my companion of the moment. Brice first went into the office with Sam for a short interview before letting him go to give me the seat. "Come on, sit down! I'm listening, what's your name?" - Thomas - Great, Thomas, he wrote in his notebook. How old are you? - I'll be 19 in a few months. - Hahaha, in the prime of life! So, I guess you understand what kind of association we are, but if you have any questions, don't hesitate! - Yes, no worries, thank you.- We're taking action to help fight homophobia, but we also want to create a safe place for all sexual minorities in the region. You'll see that there are a lot of homosexuals, but not only that, haha. - Very good! » I see the personal questions about my sexual orientation, my vision of things on certain points, etc. go by… The interview was about to end when he asked me one last question. « And finally, do you have a sponsor? Someone who recommended you to come here? - Uh… yeah.. - Oh great! And he's? - He's… Alain. - Ah… I see! Do you know him well?  - Yeah… we've had a few nights out together.  - Okay, well, great! » His tone was full of innuendo, and it really freaked me out. I didn't want to get into trouble, but the machine was already in motion. A small signature and I was a member of the association, it was cool but I didn't feel like celebrating, I was afraid of getting caught. I was grabbing my things to leave the office when Brice added: "By the way! We're going to a bar to celebrate this evening, do you want to come?" - Uh, I don't know, did you ask Sam too or just me? I said suspiciously. - He wasn't available tonight but yes I asked him! You should come, it'll be fun." He gave me the address and I was ready to go. The bar in question, after a short search, was a bar dedicated to Bears. He must have smelled the bastard. I quickly wondered if I wanted to go there, but my strong desire for sex took over. I really wanted to fuck, and more specifically to get fucked. The bar was quite isolated, in an industrial area, with a fairly intimate setting. I got back safely and quickly found the guys from the association inside. Brice saw me quickly and introduced himself to the men present before making conversation: "Ah, I'm glad you're here! A little new blood feels good!! " "Thank you very much." I said, a little embarrassed. I didn't know the bar, the atmosphere is a little hot anyway." A little hot? I was polite. It stank of sex from miles away. There was everything I like, hairy, big, and really hot guys. The bar was the tip of the iceberg because there was also a backroom area with a gloryhole. I was in my element, and my desire to fuck was even stronger. "Hahaha, don't be afraid, nothing bad will happen to you here, don't worry, on the con ...

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