high school romance [mf]

Do you remember what it was like, being in high school?

The insecurity, the lack of confidence, the self-assured ignorance, the hormones, the gossip, the jealousy, the flaky friends, the obsession with popularity.

Oh, and the firsts. You can’t forget all of those first times for everything in high school. First time driving, first time sneaking out of my parents house, first time giving a guy blue balls, first time kissing until my lips hurt, first time giving a blow job, first time having sex, first time having sex in the back of my car, first time falling in love, first time heartbreak.

For some reason, I always think back to that first time with Jordan. He was so sweet, and we were so innocent, so ignorant. We had no idea what we were doing, but it was the first time I had ever experienced another person touching my body, caressing my skin, desiring each other so fully that we would have done anything to just have each other. In those moments, our concept of the world went no further than each other. We had everything we needed in each other. We thought it would last forever. But that was part of the beauty, part of the appeal, part of the magic of those first times. We were under a spell, cast by a limited understanding of the way love and relationships work.

Threesome (straight guy doing gay things) (long) [MMF]

It was a bit of a weird situation for me. At the time I considered myself “straight” (despite a certain [blowjob in the public showers](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/636oyh/a_show_and_a_bj_in_a_public_shower_mm/) some time before), and my best friend Jay was gay. He’d made several passes at me when we were drunk but, despite the fact that he was fairly attractive and someone I cared for, I always politely turned him down (probably because we were always in mixed company and he wasn’t publicly “out” yet so it would have been pretty bad). It never got awkward for more than a second.

Meanwhile, I had this crush on my friend Kit. Well I say “crush”… Let’s just call it what it is: I thought she was hot as hell. She was pale, slim, big eyes, great smile, and with legs that just went on and on and on… She was an inch taller than me too, so around 6′ 2” or so. Spent a LOT of time thinking about those long, long legs wrapping around me.

Unfortunately she was interested in Jay. Him being gay was just another challenge for her. She wanted what she wanted. It’s one of the reasons I respected her as a friend actually, that whole goal-driven thing.

My first time with a guy (or two) [Group] [MMM]

I have posted a few stories on here before with other accounts. I made this throwaway just to post this story. I’ll be checking back and love the comments and PMs I get after sharing my stories so I’d love to hear from you all.

This all happened about 12 years ago. I was 22 and living with a girlfriend at the time. She is out of the picture now and I’m happily married but from time to time I think about my first and only time playing with a guy (or guys in this case) and it never fails to turn me on.

The tale of the merchant and the collector [MF]

The dark cone of Vesuvius began to fix itself into focus, sat upon the verdant descent into the bay of Naples. The boat knocked and creaked in the roll of the waves, it’s voyage nearing completion. Reaching harbour, anchor weighed the crew rallied to the nearest tavern to enjoy the sustenance of fresh victuals, the company of Romans, and of course the elixir of the vine. Half of their appetites sated the deckhands hurried themselves to a whore house, eyes wide at the pornographic frescos that served as a fitting menu, picking out a veritable banquet. The skipper however stayed, intent on the indigenous chatter, he had a cargo of artifacts requiring distribution, and talk of the finest collection of statues in the province piqued his interest.

Collecting together his sample case of wares he made his way along the cobbled stones until he found the villa in question. Happily not only were the windows lit, but he was also afforded admittance through to the large atrium, finding a bubbling fountain in the centre, littered around with statues almost exclusively depicting the male form. Resting a while on the bench the stillness finally broken by the appearance of a statuesque Diana of a lady, hair pinned, robes flowing. She fairly floated to his side, and having accepted a profuse litany of compliments questioned the merchant as to the purpose of his visit.

Wife’s Lover [Cuckold] [Huge Cock] [True]

My wife and I had been together for about 7 years at the start of all this, married for 4. Our life together was pretty good – we both had decent jobs, a nice house, and we enjoyed time spent with each other. We shared a gym membership and kept in shape, but neither of us had rock hard bodies. The sex we had 2-3 times a week was good, and though I was always up for more, I was happy with what I got. I was always kinkier than her, and often brought up new ideas – using a vibe, tying her down, etc. She went along with almost everything, but drew the line at threesomes. She didn’t like the idea of having sex with a stranger, and didn’t like any of our friends ‘in that way’. I eventually let it go, playing it out in my fantasies over the years.

She started grad school, taking classes after work a few nights a week. Her second year in she joined a study group, and soon after had a ‘Study Buddy’ she worked with. She described him as a nerdy kid, definitely not someone to be threatened by. The semester rolled on and she stayed out later and later with him. I didn’t doubt they were studying – her 4.0 GPA proved that much – and everything was good with us, so I didn’t have any reason to worry.

My 1st one to one BDSM session fucked up. [MF] [Bondage] [BDSM] [Scat]

I underwent a very bad breakup a while back and refuse to invest my emotion in a relationship.

Seeing this, one of my friend hook me up with a BDSM community and tada, I got a live-in M. It is a form of outlet for me to let go of my past love while trying on a new thing. And TBH, it is simply another mouth to feed and we got extra rooms.

During the early stages, I broke the ice via the Neglect play where she is immobilize and placed with some interesting toys.

Taking away her freedom to move and accept her ‘role’.

The extra bit come when I force fed her water and some porridge to ‘coerced’ her to excrete there. Breaking away her boundary and concept of her being a normal person.

Here is where I fucked up, I was browsing Internet to wait for a few hours before releasing her and proceed to the next stage.

Started with a Ryan Higa video clip about how to become a ninja.

One thing lead to another, I began binge watch Naruto. And boi was Naruto long..

Me and my bf’s bud [MF] [Public]

I was out running errands earlier today and stopped at Best Buy when I got a text from Pete.

Pete: “Are you my slut?”

Me: “you know I am”

Pete: “prove it!”

Me: “what do you want me to do”

Pete: “Go into the restroom and take off your panties for me”

Me:”I’m at Best Buy”

Pete: “did I ask where you are? I gave you an order slut!”

Me: “yes sir”

I nervous but I went to the restroom of store did as I was told, and I text Pete to let him know. He didn’t reply right away and after a few minutes I was about to leave the restroom when I got a text.

Pete: “open up”

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and Pete was there. He pushed his way into the restroom with me and locked the door behind him. Then he turned me around forced my pants down and bent me over. Before I could say anything he shoved his big hard cock into my tight pussy. I moaned out loud and grabbed the rail on the wall to brace myself as he slammed into me over and over deep and hard.

Second Night in St. Louis [MF][Exhibitionist][semi-MMF]

Saturday began with a room service breakfast while we got showered and dressed for the Cardinals game. With the curtains open, we noticed that there was another hotel directly behind ours … a Holiday Inn, I believe. We could see in to the rooms over there, which meant that it was a pretty good bet that the folks there could see into the rooms at the Adams Mark. I filed that away for later use.

The ballgame was fun. There’s nothing like a Cardinals game …the sounds of the vendors, the taste of a Hunters hot dog that’s been cooked on a flat griddle, the beer, and the atmosphere. The Cards won the game, which they always seem to do when we’re in town for a game.

We walked back to the room to freshen up a bit for dinner. We had decided to take a cab to Union Station and grab a steak at Dierdorf and Hart’s. My wife was more conservatively dressed than the night before … a blue silk sunning suit and sneakers. I again wore a pair of jeans and a polo. As usual, that was all we had on. Or so I thought.