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[MM] I love getting a guy off…

I’m a slut for a hard cock. Making a man moan in pleasure and making him cum makes me so horny. Recently, I’ve been told I can suck a mean dick. I visited a gay club the other night. It was a fairly slow night, only a few customers. One at the bar and a couple of young guys in a back booth. I started to make small talk with the bartender and the patron at the bar. They informed me it was no-pants Monday. If I was willing to hangout and drink in just my underwear, I could get free drinks. Not one to pass up a good deal, I immediately headed to the bathroom to undress. Luckily I had on some cute baby blue micro trunks. I placed my clothes on the stool next to me and sat at the bar. Like magic a beer and a shot appeared. I was a happy boy. I thanked the bartender and my new friend for the drinks and continued the small talk. A few drinks later the bartender and friend were seated on either side of me. Each one rubbing a leg and caressing my back. I must admit all of the attention had made me extremely horny and I started to get hard. The bartender noticed first and quickly started to massage my growing cock through my underwear. I responded by reaching for both of their crotches and pawing at their cocks. The patron stood up and unbuttoned his pants. I quickly sank to my knees to help get his pants off. I grabbed his cock and greedily feed it into my mouth. Not to be left out, the bartender also stood up and dropped his pants. I switched to his cock and sucked him hard. Between alternating cocks in my mouth I would take a drink. They both loved the temperature change and fizz on their dicks. The bartender was first to finish. He grabbed me by the chin, pointed his cock at my mouth, and came across my lips and chest. I slurped up what I could, took a drink, and began to finish off the patron at the bar. I must have been fully in lust because I didn’t realize the bartender had moved behind me. The bartender grabbed me by my underwear and lifted me to my feet. He pulled my underwear down and pushed them to my knees. I could feel the bartenders rough hands kneading my ass cheeks and rubbing my aching asshole. That set me off and I went to work on the patron’s cock, sucking him in as deep as I could take it, making it as wet as I could. I slurped and gagged on his meat.
I kissed and sucked on his balls while I stroked his cock. The patron forced me down onto his cock and unloaded all of the cum he had. He was buried in my throat completely. I didn’t even get to taste his cum. It was straight into my stomach. After the bartender finished rubbing my puckered hole he helped me out of my underwear and kept them as a souvenir. I drank for free the rest of the night. What can I say? I’m a slut for a hard cock.

Very convenient store: gay c/d

“Hey Mr P”
“Hey Jesse, How ya doin’?”
“Not bad – Brett around?”
“Haven’t seen him. I think he’s suppose to be back around 6 or so.”
“Okay. I’ll probably swing by then. I’m just gonna grab a drink.”
I set my pack down and headed over to the cooler directly across from the counter. I opened the door and squatted down to grab a drink from the bottom shelf. There were a couple different flavors and after some looking I chose the iced tea. I walked back over to the counter to pay. Mr. P was leaning on the counter with a sly looking grin on his face.
“You’re all set, Jesse. No charge.”
“Are you sure Mr. P?”
“Absolutely. We’ll see you later.”
“Thanks!”
I grabbed my pack and headed out the door. Once I got back to my room, I needed to change to meet up for a run. I threw my shirt on the bed and took my pants off. A couple years ago, a then boyfriend had convinced me to start wearing womens underwear. At first, it was just when we were alone, to spice things up a bit. He was into it, and I’m pretty open to whatever, so I said sure. After awhile he thought it would be sexy if I started wearing it while we were out. He was right. I was terrified at first, thinking everyone will know and I’d be beyond embarrassed if anyone realized. But of course, no one knew. And I felt extremely sexy. Even after we broke up, I continued to do it. So as I was standing there in my room, getting changed for my run, in just the sky blue silk and lace thongs I had recently purchased, I suddenly remembered Mr P’s sly grin. “Oh shit” I said aloud. He saw them. He had to have seen them. As I was bending over to get a drink. I know these pants ride down low enough to see them when I’m stooped down like that. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit” This was my friend’s dad. He seems to be a pretty cool guy but I don’t *really* know him. Would he tell Brett? Fuck, okay…I have to worry about this later, I’m late. I went for my run but of course I couldn’t help but go through all the various scenarios of how this could go down. When I got back to my room, I showered and got dressed (no panties). I was suppose to meet Brett at his dads store. Fuck – I didn’t want to go back there. Read more »

Andrew Breaks the Codes Chapter 6 Tenisha’s Turmoil [MF] [Str8]

Andrew loved waking up next to Marta. He planned to make a habit of it and told her so as his eyes focussed on the beautiful face just inches from his.

“Good morning, my love! I love waking up next to you. Promise me you will be here for me every morning when I wake. Can you promise me that?”

Marta laughed and kissed him. “Yes! Every morning it is possible I will be here. But I might want to bring a friend along to join in the fun. Will you be ok with that?”

Andrew’s puzzled look soon changed into a happy grin when he felt Marta’s hand on his cock. He was fully erect in a few seconds and Marta seemed to have something in mind. He just relaxed and let her take charge of his dick. She squeezed and rubbed his shaft until it was as hard as a steel rod. Then she kissed her way down over his chest and abdomen while she stroked him. Then she captured his tip in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it while she tickled his balls. Read more »

A night out at a TS/CD bar [MT]

Note: It’s very likely I will unintentionally misuse current gender roles/labels. Ignore it, even if it really kills you. Unless I misuse the oxford comma. Then have at me.

Years ago I used to enjoy going to bars where TS women would host get-togethers and a good time. Sometimes it would be a front for escorts, sometimes just people with like-minded interests getting together for a potential good time. Even though the majority of people I’ve slept with are women, If I had to put a label to myself, I would say I’m more bi than anything. When I would go to these parties I was usually drinking. Not because I was ashamed about what I enjoy, but because I was nervous to be around the people at the party. I didn’t know what to say or do or how to act. The only thing I knew was that gay men and TS women loved me. Just loved me. They liked to flirt with me, rub my hair, touch my lips, and sometimes grab my ass. I’ve always loved attention. I knew I was good looking and that was part of it, but there was a certain appeal and attraction to these people who were so outward and direct with me. It was a drug for me. I knew when I would go to these places that I would be touched and flirted with. Maybe they sensed my nervousness and my uncharacteristic shyness. Maybe they just truly loved my lips and imagined them wrapped around their cocks. I don’t know. It just worked. Read more »

When college boys need a break from finals [MM]

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Vienna Austria or: when college boys need a break from finals.
It was a sunday in Vienna, my last in the city, and I was perusing the local gay saunas on offer from the comfort of my hotel room. As I narrowed down my two best options for the evening my phone chimed, another grindr message arriving. I opened grindr and saw my pet peeve, a photo-less profile. For whatever reason i decided to open this message where normally I would have deleted it straight away… i am so glad i did. He was my type: lean and athletic, light hair and smooth pale skin with a warm smile. He is a 24 year old master student in vienna and looking for a break from writing papers. We messaged back and forth for a while, exchanging photos and desires. He is a vers top and explained he didnt usually bottom and might be too tight for me. This seemed to truly concern him so i let him know i would go to the saunas and if he wanted to come over later he was welcome to. I went to the first sauna and it was empty ?, so much for group fun that night. Walking back outside i checked grindr on a whim, my college boy had just messaged me a minute prior. He needed a break and wanted to come over. Thirty minutes later we met outside my hotel and made our way up to my room. He was gorgeous. Wavy blonde hair and a shy yet warm smile. I grabbed him close and kissed him deep exploring his tongue with mine. He pulled my hips tight into his pressing our growing cocks together, separated by too much clothing. He peeled my shirt off as i unbuttoned his jeans and slid my hand in to feel his now hard uncut cock. He pulled his own shirt off between us kissing and i pushed him firmly back onto the bed. There was a moment of levity as his skinny jeans got stuck at his ankles, we both laughed before i gently manipulated them off of him, adding them to the growing pile of cloths on the nearby chair. His body was just as nice, firm from youth and exercise, very little body hair and a smooth uncut cock already dripping in anticipation. I straddled his chest and pushed my cock towards his waiting lips. He hungrily took me in, sliding his tongue around my tip while bobbing and twisting his head. I grabbed him by his soft hair and slowly deeply skull fucked him. I wanted to be in him and so it was time to start warming up my prize. I slid off him and onto my back pulling him on top of me. He was a voracious kisser, seemingly in need of what my lips and tongue had to offer. While kissing i moved a hand down from his firm softly fuzzy ass to our cocks that were glued together by lust and a glimmering layer of precum, i started to stroke us both slowly. It was early, but he was close. He asked if he could cum soon so that the rest of our night could be about me. I granted him permission so long as i got him off, he wasnt allowed to participate actively. He nodded submission and sat up on my thighs. Still holding our cocks together i stroked us while working a finger around his tight tight hole. After minutes he let out a weak whimper “im going to cum,” i slid my finger fully into him aiming for his prostate, he exploded! He shot hot wads on my stomach and chest as he pulsed around my still inserted finger. His lips crashed into mine again while i used his hot load to lube up his still tight hole. Between kissing and fingering him i slid on a condom and lubed my head and shaft with his load. I pulled his cheeks apart and aimed for him, he slid his hips back and down in an attempt to take me in, but he was still too tight. During the next ten or so minutes we kissed passionately while i continued warming him up with fingers and the slow steady pressure of my now throbbing cock. At last I felt it! One of the three best moments of tight anal sex 1) my tip breached, squeezed tightly by his ring where my shaft and head meet. He let out a gasp and a slight shudder. Another ten minutes of making out and complimentary hip movement: him rotating while pressing into me, me thrusting slowly and consistently up and into him, then the second best moment of tight anal sex 2) he slid fully down onto me. The feeling is of this total pressure at every point of sensitivity around my cock, a full and complete envelopment. This time we both let out a gasp of pleasure. I pulled him hard to me spreading his muscled cheeks apart and his body fully to mine and rolled him under me and me on top. Kissing him still i started thrusting harder and faster into him slowing only when it seemed i was overly pressing his comfort levels, but he loved it. He warmed up to being my bottom bitch, moaning and whimpering as i continued fucking him harder and faster. I was getting close so i grabbed him by the hips with one hand and the throat with my other, slightly choking him while pulling him hard back into me. I felt that sudden rush as i exploded inside him, my cock pulsed again and again as i came and his asshole squeezed tightly around the base of my shaft in shared pleasure: the third best part of tight anal sex. Breathing hard I collapsed on him where our sweat and his lingering cum mixed. He released his grasp on my hips and melted into the bed searching again for my mouth while i lingered inside him savoring the moment. Finally our lips parted and i pulled slowly from inside him then from on top of him and to standing. I pulled him to his feet and to the shower with me. Scrubbed and redressed we parted ways. The next morning I was off for another adventure.

My first trans experience was recorded and posted on the we[TS/M] [first time anal]

I used to be friends with a trans adult film star. She was gorgeous, and we went on a few dates. She was lovely, passable, and didn’t speak good English. We hit it off using google translate and it was okay like that, we never did anything sexual though and then I deployed and after that was stationed overseas. Sadly I didn’t keep in touch. Over time though I kept watching her career. Big fan of hers and she was originally how I got into trans women in the first place. Maybe it was (in my opinion) the reversal of gender roles. Maybe it was just plain the fact I was gay and I couldn’t explore that with other men because of the the homophobia that is still very rampant in the U.S armed forces. Read more »

The Persuasive Offer [Fiction]

At the bar again like every other night, trying to meet interesting girls. Its almost 10 as I begin to head out until I bump into Jane. Pretty cute girl with a above average body. My hopes were high as I thought my 2 month dry spell of no sex was about to be broken tonight. Then Dave appears. Now I didn’t know who this Dave guy was to her. A boyfriend? A friend? An acquaintance? Turns out he’s just a friend/roommate making sure she doesn’t do anything stupid. Oh the relief, my hopes of banging Jane is still high. Dave tells Jane that I seem like a really nice guy and don’t appear to be a serial killer; so we head back to their apartment.