How I, a straight guy, learned to enjoy fucking a slutty little twink whenever I was horny [MM]

I’m a 31 year old single guy and would call myself “straight.” I’ve never been particularly attracted to men and have no desire to ever date one. That said, like a lot of guys, when I get horny, my window of “acceptable options” starts to shift. And that now includes a now-20-year-old college student twink in the apartment next door.

I live in this apartment complex where about half the population are college students. (Not ideal, but it’s very cheap and I spend most of my time on a plane for my job.) Last fall, there was a “welcome BBQ” sort of event down at the pool. Everyone’s in their bathing suits and I’m chatting up this very cute brunette chick in a bikini. Her gay friend Bobby is with her – he’s sort of the flamboyant and dramatic type. To make a long story short, her towel goes missing and I offer her one of mine up at the apartment. (Sort of had ulterior motives there, obviously, but didn’t really expect anything to come of it.) They both come upstairs with me to my place. At the last minute, her friend calls her phone and she apologizes and goes back downstairs to the party.

A new partner (28F) finds her [MFM] spitroast wings on a weekend getaway thanks to /r/RandomActsOfBlowjob, with some [MMF], [FF] and [MFF] mixed in ([MF] goes without saying).

###To all /r/gonewildstories readers. This is exactly the same post written for /r/RandomActsOfBlowJob that was removed for “being too long and rambling” while also “including a phone number” (there is no phone number). It may not be formatted perfectly for this sub, but I think you’ll all enjoy it (and someone deserves to read it besides those named within).

###Let’s get a few disclaimers out of the way:

1. This is as much a post worthy of /r/TIFU as it is /r/gonewildstories. If you opened up this post hoping to cum, you might just find yourself on the floor laughing and if you opened up my post to laugh, you might just find your hands down your pants. Who knows, neither is my primary goal, but I imagine it will be a bit of both. Writing is a passion of mine though I never really sought a career in it. I’ll receive no points for brevity here and am already having to think about the 40k character limit. I also don’t care about your points, so any argument of /r/ThatHappened or arguments that I’m a *”Karma Whore”* will be slapped down. I’m a whore of another color and really just love sharing stories about my life. **Sorry, not sorry.**

[Group] The second time I went to a swingers club with my best friend

[Here’s the first time!](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hvqy9e/group_my_best_friend_wanted_to_go_to_a_swingers/)

So, when Paul and I realized we’d bought a membership, and not just a one night ticket, we kind of blew it off at first, or at least I did. Paul had been obsessing over the themed nights. He’d picked out a few as ones he really wanted to go to and let me narrow them down once he got me on board for going again.

We settled on Cosplay Night because it looked like it would be the most fun to watch. Paul instantly went for dressing up as Deadpool, which was essentially a red greenman outfit. I really didn’t have any solid ideas so I went kind of sailor moonish with my schoolgirl outfit and silk shirt that looked kind of like their tops. We took some polaroids which I’m trying to find and will link here when I do find them.

Paul and I both decided pretty quickly that we’d rather be rolling than drunk, so on the way to the club we took 175mg each and washed it down with some carrot and ginger juice and decided to only have a glass or two of wine while we were there. We also had another 120mg each stashed in the bag if we decided we wanted to redose.

[MM] How I Discovered I Wasn’t Gay

So far, I have posted a few dares that mainly displayed girls being mean to girls in a sense. Here I have a story about myself that is just as troublesome. This takes place on the same night that I did my streak. Indeed, a lot happened that night.

After swallowing my cum, Mandy had it out to get me back somehow. Even though I didn’t issue that dare. At any rate, she dared me to blow my friend. I didn’t know that I wouldn’t be able to do it. I was straight as far as I knew, but I hadn’t ever tried anything gay.

Hot Spring Camping Group [MULTIPLE, Heterosexual, Bisexual]

Hot Spring Camping Group [MULTIPLE, Heterosexual, Bisexual]

I was with a group, camping at a natural hot spring for the weekend, Friday and Saturday night. The sign up required the medical check and lack of std verification; they said that contraception was your own responsibility.

The group was comprised of 10 couples (including myself and my girlfriend Nicole) and 5 people running the event; Staci the director, Stacy the resident geologist, Marni the volunteer, Jerry the area manager, and Jake the assistant.

Upon arrival were directed to the camping area and arranged our RV’s and tents in a large circle around a central fire pit and seating area. We were told to join in comfortable clothes at the fire circle in 20 minus for the greeting ceremony.

At the fire circle Staci, asked everyone to circle the fire pit and sit down and get comfortable. Jake brought out a few extra chairs, as everyone gathered round. Standing in the circle, Staci started disrobing, prompting the rest to reveal as much as was comfortable. Staci reclined back int her chair and moved her hands all over her body, pinching and clutching her nipples and delving her fingers inside her glistening pussy. After a long silence of watching Staci, people began exploring their own bodies.

[Group] My best friend wanted to go to a swingers club for his birthday

All through high school my best friend Paul and I were inseparable. We would go everywhere together, do everything together, it was like the goddamn Wonder Years before Winnie got all weird. My parents were convinced Paul was gay – and he was a little effeminate but definitely not gay – but we let my folks think that because it gave him a full pass to stay over and hang out all the time. Hell, he used to come on family vacations with us and my parents didn’t think twice about us sharing a bed.

After we graduated we both started at the local college and had plans to transfer elsewhere later, but we were still living out our party years. We were both part of the local fest and rave scene and did a ton of molly and partying. We ended up fooling around a lot during that time, but we were always friends first.

Our sophomore year of college I asked Paul what he wanted for his birthday and he said it sounded crazy but he wanted to go to this private swingers club. He’d read all about it online and was dying to see what it was really like – he’d also been lurking in /r/swingers and was totally obsessed and sending me swingers porn all the time. To be honest, he just wanted to see people have sex in front of him without having to hide.

[MF] The Sally of Saga – Locker Room Audience

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 5**. I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hsqikr/mf_the_saga_of_sally_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However if you don’t want to start from part 1 (you’re missing out!) this should make sense to a new reader.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead tomboyish girl, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

Darcy’s Doubts: Day 1 [M/T]

This is a work in progress and is not a quick fap, I hope to add more sex in the beginning after another round of editing, but for now I just want to share this. Hope you enjoy!

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“This is your pilot speaking, we’ll be landing in Chicago…”. I ignored the rest, too excited to finally be here. Chicago, the Windy City, the Second City, whatever else people are calling it nowadays. I’d been here a couple of times with my family when I was younger. We’d go to the zoo and the pier every time we came. Dad always talked about moving to the big city. Until a weekend of expensive food and parking convinced him otherwise.

Today I’ll be making his dream a reality thanks to the *fancy* new job I landed. My new company was clear, they needed me asap, so I hopped a flight quick as I could. I came with nothing but a duffle bag, backpack, and the clothes on my back. To be honest I didn’t own much else. Anything else I did own I left for my old roommates to fight over.

Part 2 European bathhouse tag team [mmf]

This is part 2! See my profile to link to part 1!
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She continued to lie on her back, her partners cock in her mouth. She became
increasingly squirmy as she neared climax and couldn’t keep her partner’s cock in her mouth. Eventually her hips bucked and she came hard, with even more liquid coming from her pussy.

I still had no condom but had a big hard on (I’m about 6 inches, cut, with decent girth.) I’m not sure why, but I decided not to get a blowjob from her, even though her partner was encouraging her to give me one. Instead I knelt over her, as she continued to suck on her partner, and masturbated, shooting ropes onto her belly and tits.

My interest quickly subsided once I came and I got up, found a clean towel and mopped up my face. I made eye contact with one of the other guys who had fucked her as I was leaving – “wasn’t she awesome he said”. Yes, she was.

I haven’t been back there since and I must say the whole process took a lot of patience. I often go to the gay nights just because it’s easier to get action, but I would definitely prefer to have the chance to tag team another woman.

Part 1: European bathhouse tag team [mmf]

Trying this in two parts as I can’t seem to post this long story. This is part 1:
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As some of you may know, many European cities have public saunas and bath houses. While many of these are targeted toward gay men, they do often have mixed nights. This is a story about one of those mixed nights. (About me: late 30s American guy, 5’11” about 195lbs)

I consider myself bi, so has been to this club on gay nights previously. It has a locker room, bar area, several private rooms, a big hot tub, sauna and steam room. When I got there, there was a woman in the locker room just leaving and another woman in a towel chatting with a guy at the bar. Probably an additional 20 or so guys variously in the hot tub, sauna, and steam room. As it wasn’t a gay night, everyone was mostly just standing around waiting for some action.

After a little while, an Asian woman and tall European guy arrived. I’d guess she was mid to late 40s, and he in his 50s. They went to the hot tub and were chatting. People mostly left them alone but it was clear they were also the center of attention.