Saved by the Cock

I have been divorced about 5 years. When I was married, my wife kept calling me a loser and she finally left me for another guy. More money, bigger dick. After the divorce, I went off the deep end and just threw money at strippers, hookers, phone sex operators and got so drunk every weekend, I didn't care what happened to me. I kept it together during the week at work, or so I thought. But then I got fired anyway, because my performance was 'sub-par'. I heard later it was because word was getting around about me being a drunk, cruising for hookers and that I'd gotten an STD, which I did, so somebody must have seen me at the clinic? Who knows, life in a small town, big problem. But anyway, one nite I kind of lost it, I found myself drunk, with a gun in my car, and was riding around aimlessly, about 3 hours from home, wanting to kill myself. But I was too chicken to pull the trigger on myself although I fired the gun a few times out the car window. I fell asleep in my car parked on a side road and had a dream about sucking dick. Before that, I'd never ever even thought about it and had made fun of homos like 99% of most straight guys. But this dream was so powerful it woke me up with a chub and so I jacked off in my car to this dream. When I got home, it was one of those dreams that lingered, it just stayed with me. Somehow over the next few months, I ended up looking at gay porn on the internet, and calling a gay talk line and renting gay porn DVDs at this ABS. I mean I'd drop it all for a woman, but Scarlet Johannsen isn't walking into my life anytime soon, so I'm gay for now. I don't know what to call it, like temporary insanity, I'm temporary gay. I have been doing the booth thing at the ABS (sucking not fucking), but Sara told me I need to get my cherry popped, so she made me post on craigslist. I don't think I worded my ad right, all I got was spam, but I'm going to keep trying.