So I’m a straight guy and , i wanted to know if it was gay of me to think, that I want a female to dominate me and be nasty w me , and put their finger in my asshole ? only w a female , Idk why that turns me on , is that gay?
Tag: Gay
Recently came out as bisexual to my girlfriend, she wanted to understand my feelings better so I wrote this story about my first encounter with a man. She finds it incredibly arousing.
In my imagination, I had pictured him towering over me, larger than life and unquestionably dominant; in truth, he was only slightly taller than I was and only marginally more broad across the shoulder. In fact, I was incredulous at how normal he was, so friendly and welcoming as he answered the door. A stark contrast to the hyper-sexual, pseudo-domineering persona he’d put across online. In my secret sexual fantasies, I had played this encounter out repeatedly, never considering what the initial “hello, I’m here” scenario would look like, but I guess after all, we were just two ordinary men meeting in the hope of having fun.
For all my choosiness on Grindr, my push to keep this excursion anonymous and the countless lies I’d sold myself about how this would be a onetime deal; I found myself feeling unusually self-conscious in his company. He was more handsome in real life than I had anticipated and I felt keen for him to like me back. Odd feeling for a *straight* guy to have m, I reflected, especially since I didn’t even know his name.
Forced to Crossdress – Half a Dialogue, Part 1 [OC] [CD&MF] [Bi]
You know, this is the fourth time this week I’ve seen you looking at crossdressing porn on Reddit. I think we need to talk about this before I write you up for creating a hostile workplace environment.
Oh, you didn’t think anyone could see you? Didn’t you notice this little gap between the cubicles? Stop waffling and get in my office. Now!
Come on, sit down. Relax. And look at me when I’m talking to you! Why do you think it’s OK to be looking at that stuff?
No, I don’t mean why do you think it’s OK at work (laughs). I mean, why do you like it? Do you get off pictures like that?
You don’t dress like that? Sure you don’t…. OK, maybe not, but I can tell you think about it.
Well, I think it’s time for you to start.
What do I mean? I mean, I think you need to come with me tonight and you can find out what it’s like. I’m leaving in 10 minutes. Be back here then and you can follow my car.
Don’t be nervous, nobody will care that we’re leaving together.
The Pet Sitter [m][M][rape][bj][non-con][gay][age play][swallow]
The owners of the house had told Greg to be there at around nine in the evening, a strange time, he thought, to start a weekend pet sitting job. But, the newly eighteen year old man had started watching people’s houses and pets while they were on vacation to raise some money since he got out of highschool, and was excited for his first full weekend job.
The house was at the end of a quiet street, and as he made his way up the steps, he thought he heard a clamour from the basement window. His attention was drawn away from the strange sound when the front door opened in front of him. He didn’t remember knocking, but brushed off the nagging feeling of unease that he felt as light streamed out onto the dark porch.
“Hi, I’m…” Greg was cut off by the tall, older man who stood in the doorway.
“Greg, of course. We have been expecting you. Go ahead and come on in.” The man stepped to the side, gesturing for Greg to enter.
The Vaccine Ch.01
**Disclaimer**
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental
This is my first piece of fiction, any feedback is greatly appreciated.
CHAPTER 1
my name is Jordan, and I’m a kind of boring guy that finds himself in not so boring situations. I’ve got a bit of pervy side, but who doesn’t! Living through the COVID-19 pandemic has let me explore that perverted side a bit better. The year is currently 2026 but I’m going to go back a little to the year 2021 and tell you my story from there, I wanted to put this all down so I could remember it but time has a way of getting away from us. So, let me fill in the pieces as best as I can. Bare with me because my memory isn’t the best on the best of days.
The Vaccine Ch.01
**Disclaimer**
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental
This is my first piece of fiction, any feedback is greatly appreciated.
CHAPTER 1
my name is Jordan, and I’m a kind of boring guy that finds himself in not so boring situations. I’ve got a bit of pervy side, but who doesn’t! Living through the COVID-19 pandemic has let me explore that perverted side a bit better. The year is currently 2026 but I’m going to go back a little to the year 2021 and tell you my story from there, I wanted to put this all down so I could remember it but time has a way of getting away from us. So, let me fill in the pieces as best as I can. Bare with me because my memory isn’t the best on the best of days.
[FM] The night I fucked a random guy at a queer club
This is my first time posting and I’m not sure if this is a good story or not. But here we go…
I [26] was living in a big city at the time and I was very interested in the queer scene there. On a Saturday, I went to a gay club I loved which is pretty much based in consent, this means no one can even touch you or dance with you without asking for permission first. They had a theme party that night, which was “gold extravaganza” or something like that: i decided to wear a long golden skirt, two glitter pasties and a mesh shirt.
So I’m actually looking for other girls, but a lot of them were so out of my league or straight. I was very frustrated, but decided I might as well have fun, so I got drunk, danced a lot with my friend and also took my shirt off for a while. It was amazing.
Taking a younger boys virginity [FM]
My bf and I have been together for years, and I had never spent more than a week or two away from him since we got together. So, when he had to travel to Europe last year for work for 2.5 months, I knew I would be really lonely and missing him. We had a plans for me to come out to Europe in the middle of his assignment, but I would still be without him for almost a month on both ends. He told me before he left, that he wouldn’t mind if I got some side dick while he was gone. Of course I offered the same to him, but he didn’t do much as he was busy with work. Story for another day.
In the days after he left, I hung out with friends, tried to stay busy, I knew I would really miss him. I spent a lot of time at the gym which I ended up really liking because it kind of opened the door for me to possibly pursue some of the men there.
The Zookeeper
7 o’clock, on a cloudy Friday afternoon, I was dying to take a warm shower and eat something as I walked to the front gates. I had been at this job for three months now, it wasn’t my first choice, but with Covid shutting down most jobs, I couldn’t complain. I got the job from my friend Macy, she was a keeper at the zoo since high school.
‘It will be a piece of cake,’ she said to me before she left on vacation last week, ‘just watch out for James, he’s got a crush on you girl.’
I scoffed at her winking, smiling face.
‘You’re so dumb.’ I laughed, rolling my eyes at her.
It was true though, I wasn’t blind. He had made it a point to drive into the lot at the same time as me every morning. When it was time to feed the animals and the end of the night, he would brush past me in the small storage room, his breath hot on my neck as he breathed ‘excuse me’ seductively in my ear. I didn’t mind though, he was handsome, and I’d been horny since lockdown started.
Carol Falls for the Cleaning Lady [FF, Femdom]
Part One:
Carol Falls for the Cleaning Lady
The life of a mom is filled with stress. Carol was tired of nagging her two teens to clean up after themselves. Toilet seats were left up, kitchen counters left a mess, the typical lazy teen attitude wore on her. She worked from home and the burden of running a house was constant.
Her husband was supportive, and they enjoyed a healthy sex life, even after 25 years of marriage. Carol loved it when the house was clean and the kids were out; that’s when she thought about having sex with Craig. Lately Carol had been more distracted, the sex had waned a little.
Having coffee with a friend she poured out her troubles. “I’ve got just what you need,” said Michele, a longtime friend. “Try my Mexican cleaning lady. Nancy is the best. She’ll clean your house and help reduce your stress for sure.” Carol thought it was odd the way her friend giggled about the cleaning service. A Mexican cleaner named Nancy? How good could it be?