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Abducted and Used [cd][Mm]

I was a strong minded fifteen-year-old boy. This was in a time before cell phones or fancy internet could provide outlet or rescue for me. I was fed up with my Mother’s ridicule about catching me crossdressing again. I had enough, I picked some clothes in a duffel bag and simply walked out the house. I remember her nagging and threating me. She was daring me to leave. Leave just like my Father did when I was younger, she said. That’s what I did, I walked right out and down the street while she kept yelling from the porch.

I started walking, I didn’t have a plan or a real direction to head in. I lived in a small town in a very rural area of the south. It’s the sort of town that doesn’t even lock the doors to the house at night. It was a 10 to 15-minute drive to the next town and I had no idea how long it would take me to walk. I didn’t care, I needed to get out of that house with that woman. There were only 4 roads that led out-of-town. I knew I needed to pick the least likely she should look for me on. I feared she would call any friends and family in the area to try to find me and possibly have them look for me. Read more »

[MM] Office Sex

First-off a short introduction, I’m bi and not out so am usually discrete and rather cautious. While I am happy with my personal arrangement it does mean that encounters with men are usually few and far between.
I’m in my late 30’s and overweight but strong and some might say handsome. Clean cut, 5ft10, hairy chest, uncut (usually shaved) and pack a good 7.5inches although I am not much of a shower.
My story begins when I was bored at work and went online to check out the various hookup sites I am signed up to. An older man I know popped up and over the years we have always checked each other’s profiles but not really done much further. I was particularly horny that day and decided to just message him. I used to work in a building that he managed, serviced offices and such. A guy I knew was gay and always thought was a great laugh and a handsome older man.
To my surprise I got a reply straight away, we went back and forth a few times, exchanged numbers and I acted like I didn’t know him until eventually we agreed to meet at his office after work for an ‘interview’ where I would show him my proficiency in dictation. Not wanting to massively surprise him or freak him out I gave him access to my private pics, which have my face and waited to hear whether he still wanted to catch up…and waited…
It was only about an hour but it felt like an age, he texted me and REALLY wanted to meet. 5.30 couldn’t come quick enough, I checked out dick pics and his profile for a couple of hours, god I was horny.
By the time our meet up was due I was almost frothing at the mouth for some cock and nervously made my way over to the office block he managed. I walked in and smiled as I saw him and greeted him warmly. “Hi Jeff”, a tall, beefy and looking smart in his suit. I was casual as normal, jeans and a jumper. We shook hands as the last of his staff left for the day and he said out loud “Andy, let me show you the office I recommended for you on the phone. Oh, good night Anna see you tomorrow.”
I nervously smile as we got in the lift, we made awkward small talk as we went up. He guided me to an office door. I walk through and put my satchel down as he locked the door. I turned as he came over.
My cock hard in my jeans as I moved forward and on my toes to kiss him, I’m not usually a kisser but just go with the flow as the situation dictates. He was forceful and stuck his tongue down my throat holding me as he did.
With women I tend to be rather dominant, but with men and particularly with older men I seem to want to be dominated and submissive. I say this as Jeff broke off kissing me and pulled off my jumper squeezing and biting my nipples as he worked his way down to undoing my jeans. I kicked off my shoes and got naked, except for my socks. He smiled at my rock-hard cock and jerked it while kissing me until I asked him to stop for fear of cumming.
I then unbuttoned his shirt as I grabbed at his bulge wondering if it was bigger or smaller than the pictures in his profile. Licking and nibbling my way down as I got to his pants, unbuckling his belt and then unbuttoning his trousers letting them drop to the floor as I did. Looking up I smiled as I gently bit his bulge before freeing his cock.
Not my size but slightly thicker and at least an inch smaller. I cupped his now free hair balls as I licked the tip of his cock. Jeff released a soft groan and nudged me away as he got naked too.
We moved from the main office to a side room where we embraced and kissed as our cocks, leaking precum poked and prodded at each other. I quickly dropped to my knees again, taking him whole in one swift motion burying my nose in his hairy groin until I gagged.
I spluttered out his cock and panted as I laughed jerking him, I looked up and smiled. “You have a nice cock Jeff.” Before attacking it again, gripping his thick thighs as I bobbed on his cock.
Much to my dismay he pulled me up and kissed me, reaching for my cock again as we did, I tried to push him away but he held me tight jerking me. I relented and kissed him hard, whispering how I wanted his cock so bad.
He laughed and got on his knees, taking me in his mouth. Jeff lovingly licked and kissed my cock pulling back my foreskin and taking me in inch by inch, I groaned in pleasure as my legs shook. “Stop” I whispered, “You’re going to make me explode!” He relented as he stood.
We kissed again, I think because he didn’t want me blowing so soon and also he was pretty flustered as when I grabbed his cock he flinched as a string of pre-cum dribbled out.
Somehow, I ended up with my back to Jeff as he kissed my neck, and jerked me off, I was moaning as I leant forward. His cock slid between my arse cheeks, pre-cum glazing my skin, he began to poke his cock at my butt. I felt his head poke at my rim a pushed back a little.
I wanted him in me so badly, but I have never been a bottom and would prefer my first time to be with a condom, I don’t know maybe I should have just let him ram it home. I turned around to kiss him again, but he pushed me back and fell to his knees.
Jeff looked up at me as he licked the tip of my cock as I groaned, he sucked me length to tip a few times slurping loudly as I began to pump my hips, “I… I’m going to cum”, I moan pushing his head away. He clamped down and deep throated me as I sighed feeling my cock pulse and grow as me moved back holding only my head in his mouth. I erupted in his mouth, my legs shaking as I panted “Fuuucccckkkk”.
He kept sucking and swallowing, not releasing my cock until he milked every drop from me. Jeff released my softening member as he stood, I kissed him as we shared the last couple of drops remaining in his mouth.
As happens often when I cum with a guy, I lost my urge to do anything else and just wanted to get out of there. I got nervous and self-conscious apologizing. I felt bad that I didn’t reciprocate, but he was totally cool.
I think I owe him a blowjob to completion at the very least. Hopefully I can build on this story…

[MM] How I Became More Than Curious

I was in my early 20’s at the time, and quite curious about many things when I met the two. Brad and Mike were into the club scene as much as I was, partying, drinking and the like, and both were openly gay. They were roommates, and I suspected lovers at one point, but I didn’t pry. Both were friendly, fun to hang out with, and I was often sharing a drink or two with them early in the night, before dancing and making out with local girls.

After a rough breakup I called Brad, and he suggested I meet him at his house for a beer. I had never been to thier shared house, but happily agreed for the good company. Brad met me at the door and let me know Mike was out for the night, before we headed to his room with beers in hand. We sat on the bed and just chatted about random stuff for an hour or so, nothing in paticular, downing a couple of drinks. Read more »

The Master Debater [mf] [humor] [non-fiction] [frustration]

*Sadly, this is a very true story from my life before I gained confidence. Names have been changed to protect the recipients of my awkwardness.*

*Apologies in advance if this goes against the themes covered by this sub. Even though this story is full of sexual frustration, Kimmie is still someone I enjoy thinking about from time to time when I’m alone. There’s still time to top it, but she’s by far the sexiest woman I’ve blown it with.*

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Kimmie was an impossible to ignore 18 year-old force of nature. With her long brunette hair, she was almost six feet tall (most of that were her thin but shapely legs) with a model’s figure to match and the demeanor of a girl who had been the most striking one in the room for many years. When we would walk together, it was amusing to see the cascading whipping heads from the boys aligned along the edges of the hallway.

We became acquainted when her parents insisted she join the debate team. I (also 18) was the team captain and instructed all the new members on the basics of debate. Her father was a successful lawyer and knew it was a great way for Kimmie to get some of the early skills that could come in useful if she chose to go down that career path. Read more »

Broke Our Cherries Once Again,[MFM][DVP][32M]

She came home today really happy to see me, she missed me she said. I can tell she wanted me to throw her down and take advantage of her but I purposely I made sure to do the opposite, we hung out I took a bong rip she was next to me talking shit.

her husband gets home and we worked on stuff around the house, the place we live in, a portion of the house had a little water damage and if we fix it now, it won’t be a problem.

I started to cook a meal for us (I’m the better cook) we all ate and I came to my room to work on stuff. she was walking around with a glass of wine. She never beats around the bush she comes out and says it. I want 2 cocks, it’s fuck time! Fuck time! fuck time!!! Read more »

[M]y first time bottoming for another [M]an

Few years ago I was working as a tech for a server and data center parts manufacturer. I routinely made repair calls to some of our larger clients out of the immediate area, and would be put up in a hotel room with another associate until said repairs are done.

On this particular occasion I was fresh out of a hetero relationship, and wanted to get over it the best way I knew how.
After day one’s work is over it’s time to hit the bars. Tried a couple places but had no luck finding a girl so far. In my inebriated state of mind and needing to find some action before last call, I decide it’s a great night to explore my bi fantasies some more. I had given oral to a couple guys in the past, quick encounters whom I met online, but nothing more.
I turn to Google and find there’s a gay bear bar in walking distance. This is too perfect as that describes me, as well as the type of guy I am into. I down the rest of my drink and head out. Read more »

Our old roomate and her husband pt 2

Our old roomates husband and I polar opposites in terms of looks I am tall and broad and he was short and slim, think sophmore on the highschool swim team. Our personalities clicked and we hiked mtn biked and kayaked most weekends. He was very new to rural life and really enjoyed the outdoors. One of our last excursions found us bike camping for the long weekend. It was brutally hot so after 20 or so miles it was a welcomed sight when we came to a clearing by a stream. we set up our hammocks and chilled out with a joint a piece. It was starting to cool down but it was still hot so i snuffed out my joint and started stripping off my clothes to take a swim in the stream. He laughed and asked why the hell i was skinny dipping. I explained that it wasnt skinny dipping it was swimming. He started taking his clothes off and shouted that he had bo idea that i was bi. I told him i wasnt and he chuckled and said that ot was ok. he told me he was bi verse. I had no idea what that meant but that i was cool with what every he choose to be. He swam up close to me well within my personal space and said that just because a guy sucks your dick that it doesnt make you gay, it just means you are bromesexual. I laughed and asked if he waas ofering to suck my dick. He replied with an empatic yes. I dont know if it was the kush or the fact that i can only rely on my wife for 2 blow jobs a year but i was down. I started out of the swimming hole with him close behind. I made my way to the hammock and turned around to see his jaw drop. he laughed and told me that now he knew why his wife’s favorite toy and i shared the same name. I told him about the time in our old apartment and sat down into the hammock. Before i knew it his lips were down to the base of my limp cock and after 3 or 4 head bobs i had went from limp to rock hard and throbbing. One hand was reaching for something to hold onto and the other was forcing his head down my shaft. It didnt take much force he was starving for dick and mine was a smorgasbord. I has in the bromosexual side in minutes going from awkward to loving every second of it. It didnt take five minites before i was feeding him a hot load of cum that he milked my sack for evey drop. He wiped hos mouth and told me he hadnt given a blowjob since before he moved and that he hoped it was ok. Stii unable to wrap my head around what really happened i knodded my head. He said not to feel guilty because he knew what our wives were doing while we were out. I offered to try to suck his dick and he chuckled and said that it was OK if i didnt because he didnt want my brain to explode. Read more »

[MM]Bob and Bill, best friends forever

3:55, the clock read, as Bob pulled into his parking spot a 3 minute walk away from the 5 Lakes restaurant. He was just on time to work.

“Totally radical dude”, he mumbled to himself under his breath. Which is how he always talked to himself, apparently. And he made his way to the restaurant.

Walking inside, he saw his best friend in the whole wide world; Bill. Bill’s parents wanted to name him Ryan, but his parents decided against it because Bill’s mother was gripped with with a sudden random paranoia that one day their son would be the subject of an erotic friendfiction, and if he was named Ryan it would somehow get the author in trouble with the HR department. It made no sense to Bill’s father, but he went along with it anyway, and that’s how Bill became Bill.

Bill and Bob were best friends primarily because they got along so well together, but a part of it was that Bob’s mother had a similar fit of hysteria when he was born. He was supposed to be named Ian, but his mom was suddenly gripped with this irrational friendfiction paranoia, and he was named Bob instead. Read more »