I decided to go into this Parisian sex shop. A 55-year-old heterosexual man, married, my fantasies were increasingly focused on homosexual relationships, and in particular on male genitalia, which I dreamed of touching, caressing, and sucking. I paid and headed towards the individual booths in the basement. The corridor was lined with men who watched me go by. I pushed my way through and entered a booth to watch a gay film. I left the door ajar. I watched the film and, out of the corner of my eye, observed the corridor. I didn't feel comfortable and couldn't bring myself to make the first move to invite someone to join me. I could hear moans, sucking sounds, and groans coming from the corridor and the other booths. I changed the film on the screen to watch a fellatio scene. The door to my booth then opened, and a man...The erect penis approached. I was stressed and hesitant to take the plunge. The desire was there, but I was paralyzed. Finally, I reached out and touched his penis, hard yet soft. I masturbated this man, who seemed to enjoy it, but I didn't dare go any further, and surely disappointed, he left. I resumed watching the film, regretting my inaction. I changed films several times to watch guys vigorously sucking dicks to give myself courage. After 10 minutes, another man came in and presented me with his penis, shorter and less erect than the first. I reached out again, grasped his penis, and began to caress it, pulling back the foreskin to expose the glans. I ran my finger over the glans and caressed the shaft. Then I resumed masturbating the entire penis, stretching the foreskin. I quickened my pace. The guy, with his eyes closed, seemed to enjoy these caresses. With my right hand, I pulled out his balls and caressed them at the same time. His cock was getting harder and harder, and my desire to swallow it was becoming more and more urgent. I continued to caress his appetizing penis, watching out of the corner of my eye the guy who was getting closer and closer. I was sitting down, and his penis was now very close to my face. I could feel its intoxicating heat and its pleasant scent. Not wanting to take any health risks, I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out a condom. The guy watching seemed okay with it, and I was able to put the condom on his now fully erect penis. I then opened my mouth, licked the head, and then let it enter my mouth. I sucked it gently, then a little faster. Little by little, I managed to take it in deeper and deeper. It was a reasonable size, and I was able to swallow it completely. Then I resumed my thrusting motion. The man moved his hips, setting the rhythm. I heard a few moans of pleasure, and his hands pressed against the back of my head, occasionally pushing down as far as they would go. I didn't know how long it would last or if he'd want anything else. I savored every moment, varying my licks and sucks, even venturing into nibbles before taking him in as deeply as possible. I was getting more and more pleasure from sucking and caressing him. After a while, his rhythm quickened, his breathing quickened, and I felt his penis contract, swell, and a spurt of semen shoot out, hitting the tip of the condom. He ejaculated, holding my head to empty himself completely inside me. He thrust with his hips as if he were kissing my mouth. Then, with a final groan, he stopped moving and remained pressed against my lips.For a moment, I regretted using a condom because I wanted to taste his semen and swallow it. But from his expression, I sensed he'd enjoyed it, and so had I, even though the pleasure of having gone through with it came later. He pulled away from my mouth, removed the condom, thanked me with a nod, and left the booth. I found myself in front of my screen with complex feelings, a mix of satisfaction and guilt. But I'd done it, and the pleasure I'd given and received made me realize I'd do it again. I was still watching the screen in my booth, gathering my things, when another man came in, his penis in his hand. News travels fast in places like that. I started masturbating again, but he seemed eager for me to give him oral sex. My mouth seemed to attract him. I pulled out another condom... which scared him off. Oh well, I wasn't ready to do it unprotected with a stranger. His departure hastened my own. I l ...

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