I was in my late 20s and married. We had a very good sex life. My wife was bi-curious and had been with another woman. I had always been curious about sex with another man but never acted upon it. My wife made it clear she was turned on at the thought of watching me with another man. I was not going to let that happen but I knew I was secretly wondering what it might be like. We had a number of gay friends that we socialized with and I was comfortable in that social environment. There was one man who I found interesting. He was 10 years older than me and was a masculine gay man. One day, he asked if I could go with him to his property in the country and help him cut firewood for his cabin. I agreed and we arranged to go there the upcoming weekend. When we arrived, we spent a couple of hours cutting wood and had a few beers. I had to pee and being aware he was gay, decided to walk about 50 feet away to relieve myself…
