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Things were winding down at the gay bar, her friends were leaving, the show was over and Frenchie was ready for some new adventures. So we headed to a regular bar we both frequented and ran into a friend of mine. I honestly can’t remember if they’d met before (getting old I guess) but she was looking amazing and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. At one point she went to the bathroom and I told him the gay bar story; as you might imagine his jaw dropped. It must have been all over his face when she came back, she immediately was like, “you told him, of course you did…guys!” But she was cracking up and went to dance…she attracted a lot of attention on dance floors. So the night goes on and my buddy drinks…a lot. When we decide to leave we take him with us, no condition to drive, and we all go back to her apartment. He lays down on the floor and he’s out, I take her back to the bedroom and we get naked. I fucked her every which way and at one point I’m on top of her and telling her, “[my buddy] couldn’t stop staring at you all night, he really wants to fuck you” and she starts telling me how hot that is and did I want her to fuck him, I told her yes, I wanted to watch her get fucked but he’s pretty drunk and she says “let me see if I can get him up.” So we both walk out to the living room naked and she goes over and starts kissing him and he stirs a little bit won’t wake up, so she takes his cock out and starts sucking it, fucker STILL won’t wake up so eventually she walks back over to me and I picked her up and put her against the wall and put my dick back in her and fucked her standing up right next to where my buddy is sleeping. Eventually we went back in the bedroom and I finished on her face…incidentally that’s an image burned into my mind, the way my cum splashed into her mouth and down both sides, and she used her finger to daintily push it back into her mouth and swallow…omg she was such a fuck bunny! I actually don’t remember how the morning went…I feel like he must have been gone when we woke up but I can’t remember, and I can’t remember if I told him she tried to fuck him…probably I did but the memory gets a bit fuzzy when it isn’t about me ?. I do know the three of us never got together again, and if he got with her I never heard about it…good for them if they did though.

When I was in college there was a French girl (as in moved from France to study in the U.S.) that I got to know. Never really dated, but we fucked once and after that she was often a 2am booty call…sometimes I called, sometimes she did and if we were both free we’d almost always fuck. So one night we happened to show up at the same bar, not an uncommon occurrence. She had a lot of gay friends and was with some of them, they were all going to a gay bar and she asked if I wanted to come. We went and there was a male (duh) stripper show going on, so she and I and her friends got a table. I don’t have a gay bone in my body but god damn these guys were fit, so while not turned on at all I was certainly a tad envious! One of the strippers came over to talk to Frenchie, she knew him and she got me to put a buck in his g-string and everyone had a good laugh at me, really we were just having a lot of fun. So the guy she called over had a pretty decent package and one of her friends commented, she pointed at me and said, “fuck, you should see HIS!” So this starts a round of come on, let’s see it, all in good fun. So I’m like, “well shit it isn’t going to look like much NOW, I’m not exactly turned on guys!” Good laugh at that one, but Frenchie (who by now has had many drinks) says, “I know how to fix that.” So she gets under the table and I get my cock out (I’m a quick study) and she starts sucking on it…tons of people can see and she’s really going at it, gets me hard as fuck and then stops and gets back up in her chair and says “see!” Then she leans over and whispers in my ear, “I wanted to save your cum for later.” No way on earth was I ever going to be able to cum in that setting but she didn’t need to know that so I just said, “good plan.” What happened later was epic also but merits its own “part II” as noted in the title.

NOTE: Everyone in this story was of age, and it was consensual, despite my annoyance at the time, as you’ll understand. Don’t want to run afoul of the guidelines here.

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My sophomore year of college, I was going through a surge of depression, and my friend Garrett and I decided to take a road trip to a nearby state park/lake resort for a long weekend of shopping and s’mores and hiking. Garrett was of no sexual interest – you see, he’s gay, and honestly I was looking forward to no drama from him or anyone else for a while.

Our first night, we got to our cabin around 4pm and made our way to a local divey place where there was just cold beer, one shuffleboard table, a dart board, and not much else. It was also the only place around for miles and therefore our only option. G and I had a couple beers and licked around with some darts and as time passed, the bar filled in with 6-8 locals, nearly all of whom came in on motorcycles. Garrett felt out of place and wanted to go and I even made the comment, “Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll protect you,” as I smirked and threw a dart. He wasn’t reassured. By 9pm we had wandered to the shuffleboard table and were sort of screwing around, not even keeping score, when two of the locals approached me. Read more »