Angus Reese was a bit drunk and really high but that didn’t explain the sudden curiosity about how boys have sex. Sure, he’d seen a few pornos and, as any good liberal should, attended his fair share of gay pride parades, usually with lesbian friends. He liked pussy and a fair set of tits bouncing from just above the opening of a silk blouse rocked his johnny something fierce. But as some distant intellectual exercise, Angus wondered just exactly how blokes, well, did it. The whole “similar body parts” piece just eluded him – was it weird to feel hair against your upper lip (Did it tickle, like some of his girlfriends said)? Did guys give better blow jobs (A guy’s gotta know what a guy wants, right)? Do guys feel the same kind of spark straight guys do when they find the one (or do they just fuck around like most straight guys wish they could)? The latter question puzzled him the most for, despite wooing and bedding any number of women, at some point, Angus always felt empty, as if the conquest was the only thrill. He was beginning to think that despite really wanting children that eventually he would just adopt some Congolese orphan and raise him or her as a single dad. Having to talk to some slapper who was always hounding him for money or affection did not seem like a positive lifestyle choice.
Tag: Gay
How [M]y ex-girl[F]riend from high school eventually cheated on her husband with me nearly 10 years later
This is a true story that basically spans an entire decade. Obviously all personal details have been changed.
I went to high school in a small town. My junior year a girl moved to the town from several states away; her name was Amy. As it turns out, Amy lived only about a mile from me, but neither of us knew that at the time.
Amy and I had several classes together, but I wasn’t attracted to her at all initially. She was quite tall for a girl (5’10” or so) and, while she was skinny, she was also sort of bulky, if that makes any sense. She just didn’t appear very feminine. She had this short hair cut that I didn’t find appealing. Her face was also not classically pretty. Her body seemed about average.
She started talking to me a lot and honestly I found her annoying. It didn’t occur to me that she was hitting on me until she became way more forward about it. At this point probably half a year had passed since I first met her. When I realized she liked me, I tried to avoid her even more, because I didn’t have the same feelings towards her. This is when I realized she lived so close to me, which I was pissed about because it meant she started asking if she could come over since I was practically within walking distance.
[MM] My first and only gay experience
One night I was looking to get with this girl who I’d been wanting for so long. We were both pretty drunk and when the club closed, we went to her gay friend’s house with some other people. She and I were cuddling and all of a sudden she just started crying in my arms. Her girl friend called her a taxi and they got out of there. I was bummed, but plenty of people were still hanging around so I thought I might as well stay. I got talking to the gay guy that was renting out the place and we ended up talking for a good hour. When we paused for a moment, I realised everyone had left. We started asking each other sexual questions and I was beginning to get turned on. I had never been with a guy, but I had jerked off to gay porn. He was a twink with bleach blonde hair. It must have been obvious that I was checking him out. All of a sudden I said “I’ve only ever thought about kissing a guy once before, but I can honestly say that I could probably kiss you right now”. I had never been so forward in my life, I rarely ever made the first move. He smiled and asked “Well why don’t you kiss me?” I started shaking, I was so nervous and turned on. I came closer to him and his lips met mine, first softly, then we had our tongues intertwining. He asked if he could give me a blowjob. I became nervous once again, I had never shown another guy my cock. He didn’t wait for me to answer and unzipped my jeans and pulled out my penis. Before I could drunkenly object, his mouth was around me. It was pure bliss. I’d been blown by plenty of girls who thought they were good, and I thought they were good, but this guy was an expert. After a while, we got up and went to his bedroom. “Oh my god” I thought to myself “Am I going to fuck him?” We laid on the bed and kissed passionately again, he played with my cock. I thought I should stop being greedy, and I unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled out his penis. It was about the same size as my own, an average size, but I remember feeling it, thinking to myself that it felt silky. It felt good. He pulled away from me and brought his mouth to my cock once more. Again, I began to feel greedy and so I pulled his mouth off of me. I didn’t fuck around, I wasn’t nervous any more. I popped his cock in my mouth and tried my best to imitate his earlier performance. I swirled my tongue around his head and went up and down on his shaft without trying to use too much teeth. I felt him moving around and thought he was going to cum soon. To my surprise, he was merely adjusting himself so as he could suck my cock while I was sucking his. We 69’d for a while, both enjoying each other, both in drunken bliss. Eventually we stopped. I was so horny, but I was really tired and drunk. We kissed a bit more and touched each other’s penises. He wanted more but I was becoming really disoriented. He put his back to me and we cuddled for some time, my cock resting just near his ass. He grinned against me, wanting me to fuck him, but I was exhausted. Eventually he relaxed, sensing that I was done. We fell asleep with my arms around him. I woke up around 5:00 am. Not much of a sleep. I had sobered up a lot however, and I realised how much I smelled of rum and horny sweat. Feeling of embarrassment started creeping into my psyche. I got up and began to get dressed. He woke up and asked if I was going. “Yes, I should go home. I have to work soon” I lied, “thanks for letting me sleep here, and thanks for everything else. I had a good time.” I hugged him and left. I called a taxi and went home. I felt so confused. Was I supposed to be ashamed? I thought I was straight. Yet, I had kissed and sucked a guy and enjoyed it immensely. I got home and slept.
Free use on my university campus (true story!)
Hey guys. First off, this story is true. It happened about a half hour ago in a Canadian University campus. I’m not gonna put in any names or anything, in order to protect my own anonymity (this is a burner account and I have a girlfriend), and also to not ruin a good thing.
When you find a slut in the wild, and I mean a *true* slut, (the one who doesn’t care about anything but a belly full of cum) you just don’t let that go to waste. There’s nothing better in the world than crazy pussy, and if you can get that without the ramifications, you better hop on it.
Everybody wants to find a pussy in a wall. Everybody wants that anonymous fuckhole sometimes. Maybe your girlfriend doesn’t give great head, maybe you’re single and need to get a nut off for stress purposes. Whatever your reason for it, sometimes you need a bit more warmth than good ol’ Palmela Handerson is capable of giving.
I'[m34] a straight, soon to me married guy who had a brief [Homosexual] encounter last night. MMM
I work nights sometimes and last night on my way home from work at 4.20am I passed a side street and saw, in my peripheral vision, 2 guys getting freaky. One was on his knees and had his cock out, the other was standing and his sizeable penis was in his partners hand. The guys, who were in their early twenties spotted me and whipped up their pants as I walked passed entrance to the side road (alleyway to ye yanks). It amused me and I had a little laugh as I continued on, but then I stopped, I turned around and went down the side road and told the guys that I would be up for watching if they wanted to carry on. Now it’s worth noting again that I am straight but I would be lying if I said I had never been curious about gay sex (like most people IMHO). It’s also worth noting that I had had a couple of pints after work which may have given me Dutch courage. It, too, is worth noting that I have a hard on for public sex (as does my fiancée). They laughed when I said this, then carried on kissing, then the pants came down again and their Cocks sprung free, one about my size (6in, avg thickness) one HUGE (7.5 in, v thick!). The guy with the smaller cock got down on his knees and took big cock in his mouth while looking at me. I was rock hard, like ROCK hard at this stage and I was stroking through my chinos. Then they said “shows over” and I thought that’s fine, I’ll head on, but they came over and started kissing me. I’ve never ever kissed a guy, let alone 2 but in the moment it was super hot! Then they both got down and took my hard cock out and took turns sucking it. This lasted about a couple minutes I reckon before I got my senses and zipped up. They just smiled as I said “thanks lads, that was fairly hot” and moved on. I went home, stopped in another side road on the way and had the quickest wank ever as I blew my load thinking about what just happened.
Caroline’s First Ass Fuck (MF, anal)
Caroline stared at the alarm clock, it wasn’t hers but they all looked the same with their red numbers floating in blackness illuminating the side table. She watched them for what seemed like an eternity, her mouth gaping wide open and her eyes like saucers.
She wasn’t silently screaming, or horrified… she was…
Amazed.
His dick felt so good… too good…
She was no prude when it came to sex, not a terrible lay, not unpretty but more average than sexy. She was terrible at hand jobs like most girls, was okay at blowjobs (she seemed to get the job done but had never really explored it) she hated when a guy would go down on her so she didn’t feel much affinity for oral sex tricks. She never felt clean enough, or was self-conscious about what to do with herself while he was between her thighs. She liked sex, but could only cum with her fingers on her clit. Still she always thought of herself as being open, a free spirit when it came to sex…
My god… he’s just letting it sit there… ugh…
The day I was ravaged by my husband and my best friend.
I saw a post on twitter that reminded me of a fun encounter I had with my best friend and husband.
The summer of 2012 my best friend returned home to Texas after spending two years ain’t Japan. I was eager to see her. I told my husband that I wanted to visit her. Two weeks later we were on an airplane from Arizona to meet her in Texas. We will call her Mary for the sake of anonymity.
What my husband didn’t know was that Mary is gay. I had told him about an abusive marriage she had been in with a man, but he didn’t know that she had gotten married to a man due to the social stigma in the southern black community in southern US states.
Adult book store (M/M)
So there is an adult toy store with a video arcade just off of I45 in Texas. I was craving cock so I drove out there on a random weekday I had off recently. I’m a tall 20 something, love ladies but also adore sucking and fucking cock. I pulled in about 1:30. I walked in and there was a couple buying some things at the counter. I knew I had to get my video arcade card from the counter so I browsed the lingerie in a corner till they left. Before they did though, a tall, older, heavier man walked in and stood in line to get a card. I waited for him to finish before I aproached the counter. The person behind the counter was a chubby woman in her late 40s. Wearing jeans and a tshirt, nice smile, and fat tits. She greeted me, “Hi Honey, can I help you?” “Well,” i said, “I’d like to go back to the boothes.” “Oh no problem sweetie, that’ll be 5 dollars for 20 minutes on your card. I gave her 10 and she loaded my card. “So do you know how to work these cards?” I shook my head. “Oh, let me show you” She led me to the boothes. It wasnt brightly lit but it wasnt dungeon dark either like most are. New place, nice new everything. Clean too. “So do you want a single booth or a buddy booth?” I feigned ignorance, “Buddy booth?” “Yeah, there a button on either side and if you both push it the glass goes clear and you can watch each other masturbate.” It was kinda hot to hear her say it. I said I’d stick to the single booth for now. She led me to a large dark booth. She came in with me to my suprise and got very close as she explained how the card worked and the different categories. Meanwhile when she inserted the card the tv had started playing. It was showing a brunette getting ass fucked by a thick black cock. She started to turn up the volume. “Baby, you just turn it up as loud as you want ok?” I nodded and thanked her. It may have been my imagination but i swore she hesitated at the door. I wanted so badly for her to stay and blow me at that point. She wasnt ugly, but she was definitely not hot either. I almost asked her if she wanted to join but then decided i didnt want to seem creepy. She probably gets asked all the time for sexual favors by creepy old men. Even though I’m decent looking and really tall and strong I didnt want to chance it. But then again, how many guys does she give an in booth tour too.. she left. My cock was diamonds. I’d lost my taste for cock, plus i knew that old fuck in the corner buddy booth probably had a small cock that he couldnt get hard. I know the type. So i didnt waste any time. I pulled my card and entered the buddy booth. I clicked the red buddy button and the glass went clear. I stroked my cock and he motioned me into his booth. I did and locked it behind me. I unbuckled my pants and let him grab my cock. That old tall chubby fuck was dying to suck. I let him. He was good and also eager. I changed the gay porn he was playing to straight. A busty cougar getting double penetrated. Cranked the volume all the way up. I imagined the cashier on her knees. I closed my eyes and started fucking his throat. Within a minute i was ready to cum I was so turned on. I pulled out my cock and let him breathe. “Where do you want my load?” He gasped, “Cum in my mouth.” I thrust it back in and started pumping ropes of cum into the back of his throat. He was beside himself with pleasure, moaning through my cock. He kept sucking after i came, making my knees knock. He swallowed every ounce. I pulled my jeans up and left. I thanked the cashier on my way out. She smiled, i’m sure amused at my sweaty brow and red face.
(M)e getting back at my wife by being a sex slave (fictional, kinky, bi) Part 1
My mistake started 3 years ago when I married my girlfriend from college, her family was one of the richest –if not the richest- in town, honestly, I don’t know what she saw in me, yes I’m kinda good looking but I was flat broke, living with 2 people and can’t afford shit…
We got married; I moved into her house, got me a car and a job at her father’s company, why am I saying all this? Because I found out the she was cheating on me with different guys almost on a weekly basis, how I found out? That’s another story, anyway, she didn’t care that I know she’s fucking dudes left and right and she also knew that I can’t do anything about it, simply because I will get kicked out, lose my job and basically she can destroy me with few phone calls.
I decided to get back her by cheating on her –is it called cheating anymore?- so, I went to Craiglist to find me some easy ass, I spent some time searching until I found this one post which was called “married couple looking for a sex slave” I thought to myself they’re maybe searching for a girl to kick it with, but I called them anyway.
Pulling a girl in 30 seconds. First story ever! [M27, F~22]
Saturday was going to be a day of days. The plan was to get shit done: clean my apartment, visit a tattoo artist, go swoon over some adorable cuties. Guess what I accomplished?!
Jack shit.
That morning I spent the first 5 hours masturbating (not joking). My sex drive has been ludicrous the last two months. I even stopped taking Zinc.
Pro Tip #1: If you have low sex drive, take a Zinc supplement (or eat oysters). Zinc is used in sperm production, will make you shoot fatter loads, and makes you horny.
I was glued to the depravity on my screen and the moans emanating from my laptop speakers. In between the lurid scenes and ejaculations, I’d browse Instagram for tattoo inspiration as I was starting to reconsider my original idea.
My buddy tried getting me out to Oktoberfest, but I decided to not go. I did not want to spend half my day and then my entire night drinking and talking to drunkies. There’s only so much durr hurr hurr conversation I can handle without wanting to have something more interesting to discuss.