51 M Gay Cruise Bar on Saturday

So… Saturday night. This is >96.37% true, and only tweaked so it flows better (like my cock was…)

I planned a visit to my local cruise bar (bar downstairs, glory holes, porn cinema, playrooms upstairs), and went for a couple of drinks with my (F) partner. She headed home about 9.30 and I went for some fun.

It was a bit quiet, so I had a bit of a wander around – I got a couple of come-ons, but I wasn’t ready yet.

The owner was delighted to see me again – one of the barmen, C, had been annoying him to call him if I came in while he was off. C, BTW, is about 35, hot, smart, interesting…

I got changed into my slut wear (lace top, corset, slutty skirt, fishnets, stompy boots), and wandered off for a toke and to find a couple of cocks to suck… which totally didn’t happen.

I swear, a lot of gay guys are awfully ‘straight’ when it comes to kinky fun.

OK, fine. I’ve had a toke, and I’m horny AF. C isn’t going to be here for an hour, so I’ll go entertain myself…

The ski vacation (cuckold, cum-eating)

I was lying on my back, on the floor of my buddy’s Colorado ski condo. I had broken my left leg and right arm on our first day skiing. My wife Gale was taking care of me, but the whole thing was horrible: we couldn’t fly back to the East Coast until I was in better shape, and my insurance wasn’t going to pay for hospital stays, so for now I was on the floor. My buddy is Vin, who is a tall, athletic mountain man. We’ve known each other a long time.

Gale is a cute and energetic wife who is always game for fun and adventure. She wears braids, and striped knee socks with skirts, and is an expert skier (she was a hotshot on the high school ski team). She also has perky tits, always shaves her plump pussy mound, likes to suck me, and lets me fuck her pretty much any time I want. We have sex 3 or 4 times a week.

My Favorite Annual Tradition Cums in June [MM]

*Disclaimer: everyone is over 18 in this post*

It’s my one of my favorite times of year. The days are getting longer and warmer, the rivers are running and Lucas comes to town.

I met Lucas 6 or so years ago when craigstlist personals were still a thing. He had posted an ad looking for a “Slight Young Man for Free Erotic Massage”.

The post detailed that he was a (mostly) straight married man who was vacationing at a family house in the area, looking for a younger discreet guy to give a free sensual massage with no reciprocation necessary, but appreciated. I was hard immediately.

As an in-the-closet bi guy in a small town with little outlet for my gay side, it seemed like the perfect arrangement to satisfy some urges long neglected.

He replied mere minutes after I had sent my age and stats and a little about my strong fetish for “normal” massages that turn erotic with older men. We exchanged a couple messages and photos and eventually had a time and place set and a beautiful yearly tradition was borne.

Making My Mom Pregnant [Breeding] [Incest] [MF]

Mom and dad are tried to make a baby for years. They wanted another child. And I’d love to have a younger sibling. But it didn’t work out as planed. The fucked like some animals – yes I could hear them through the walls and it annoyed the shit out of me. But no pregnancy. No bun in the oven.

Age wise the should have been fine: Mom was 38 and dad was 61. But nothing. No matter how hard they tried. So they went to visit a doctor. Mom was fine. Perfectly fertile. But dad, his sperm count was next to zero. Probably a result off him working in a chemical plant for the bigger part of his life.

So my parents were checking out options: Adopting or getting a sperm donor. Artificial impregnation or doing it old school. They had many discussions. 19 year old me was present at some of them. But I kept my mouth shut. I just listened and ate my dinner. In the end, the came to the conclusion that they wanted it to be done in the natural way. Without any doctors involved. But who should donate?

My life has been weird Part 4 [MMM]

So these are going to jump around quite a bit as I feel write what I’m remembering as I remember most of it. I was 22, and I got gotten into a bit of a pickle. I got caught on a possession charge and was going to do 8 months in prison. I was told I would be out in 4 months, so I wasn’t that worried going in. By the way, this is like 12 years after the last gay thing, and since then I had only ever done anything with a guy once after that, and it was only looking and jerking together. I won’t lie, I was a bit nervous about getting in a shower with guys, for obvious reasons. This is back before prisons had hd cameras everywhere and the cameras they did have had a bad habit of dying when the COs wanted them to.

My first few weeks there went mostly fine, though I couldn’t help getting a little hard showering with the guys. But no one tried anything. Until one night, as I’m sleeping, I hear my door buzz open. CO Owens came over and told me to get up and follow him. I did as I was told and he took me outside. Offered me a cigarette and led me behind a shed in the yard. As we smoked, he laid it all out for me.

The Pizza Club (part 2) [gay] [mmm4m] [gangbang].

Ohmygod! Ohmygod! What do I do? What do I fucking do?!

There were so many guys crammed in this hotel room.

I just stood there, pizza boxes in hand, unsure if I should put them down or pass them out or what.

But this wasn’t about pizza. And so one of the guys quickly freed my hands of the food while another came up to stand face to face with me.

It was pizza time.

He was a tall, muscular blonde with a rugged, tanned face. He smiled down at me as he moved in closer.

“This is my first time,” I tried to say, but his mouth cut me off as he suddenly pressed his lips to mine.

I squirmed against him, but he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him even as he began to work his tongue against my own.

Gradually, I relaxed. Let him have my mouth, to use it for his pleasure. I thought it would be worse, having never kissed a guy before. Surprisingly, it wasn’t that much different than kissing a girl.

The Pizza Club (part 1) [gay] [mmm4m] [gangbang]

What the HELL was I doing?!?! Too late. The door swung open and there was nowhere to go.

“Uh….pizza delivery?” I said sheepishly, and before I knew it I was being ushered inside a dark hotel room full of scantily clad men.

Okay. Back up.

I swear, I’m a straight male with a girlfriend. But, well I’ve always been majorly submissive, your stereotypical “nice guy” type. It didn’t help that I was only 5 foot 7. I had a nearly 7-inch dick, but it wasn’t exactly beefy. Pencil dick was an apt description.

And so, with all that I brought a lot of insecurities to the bedroom. It wasn’t long before I began looking at gay and sissy porn, cuckold fantasy and so much more. All of this behind my girl’s back.

The more I looked, the more I wanted to try something with an actual guy. And so, me and her began experimenting with toys. Butt plugs, dildos, strap-ons.

She personally had zero interest in anal play, but she wanted me to be happy, so she began drilling my ass on the regular.

[F]eeling it out with a [F]riend

Me: recently turned 30 year old bi woman with a tendency toward shyness in public

Her: a 26 year old bold young woman with a true spirit for adventure.

We met at a photography class through our local arts center. She caught my eye the moment she walked into the room. Shoulder length red hair with green eyes and an incredibly fit body. The jeans she wore seemed to be literally painted on her legs.

For a moment, I thought that she had caught me staring, but I quickly averted my eyes when she looked my way. Either she didn’t mind or she didn’t notice because next thing I knew she was settling into the seat next to me.

The scent of her perfume immediately filled my nostrils. I usually find most perfumes overbearing and offensive, but her’s was subtle and floral, an enticing and inviting aroma that seemed to brighten up the space around her.

I fought the urge to scoot my chair closer to hers, to bathe the intoxicating aura that she was exuding.

Instead, as the rest of the class settled into their seats, I mustered a small amount of confidence and turn towards her, extending my hand.

Immediate Chemistry Produces Strong Results [MF] [Public]

The way we met was totally mundane, so I feel extremely lucky about how things turned out. This was back in the days when Craigslist was the only online dating service around, and even then, really only if you lived in the Bay Area, which I did. I was twenty-five, working restlessly at my dead-end job, when one of the ads on Craigslist caught my eye. I can’t remember what the exact alchemy was, but she used a word like ‘scrappy’ or ‘flippant’; it was as simple as that. Just a little flicker of difference that caught my eye. I wrote her back, and a day later, got a response. We didn’t do much back-and-forth; we set a date for that Tuesday, meeting up at a local bar. She lived in Berkeley, but was willing to commute to see me.

[MF] The most times I have had sex in a day was on a one-night stand.

So about mid-way through my hoe phase that started after sleeping with Laura and Emma in the space of 24 hours, I had a date set up with a new girl I had been talking to for a week or so from tinder. We got on well and I agreed to go to a small party her house were throwing. Our conversations over message had been quite tame. There had been the occasional flirty or sexual message, but very little to suggest the date would end in much at all. After a fair few dates and a lot of tinder chats I thought I was much better at reading these things than I had been before I’d really had much experience with hook ups. So when I arrived at her house and she came out to great me, I didn’t have expectations I would be spending the night, much less doing anything sexual.

She gave me a hug as I arrived and beckoned me in. Her name was Daisy. She was about 5 ft 9/10 and looked a bit like Katherine Heigl if she had long mousy brown hair. She was slim, fairly flat chested, but a try impressive bum which I could help glancing at at as I followed her into her lounge.