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The Time I [M] Had a Chance at a Threesome [FF] and Blew It… Literally

Life is full of missed opportunities, and this is one that I still remember to this day. And even if it may be spank bank material, I can’t help but wonder what more it could have been.

To set the scene: I’m Tyler. Probably around 19 or 20 years old at the time, in college, living in a student-style apartment (4 bedrooms, community pool/amenities, etc.). I was probably in the best shape of my life at the time, having played sports throughout high school, but was always more on the tall and thin side than heavily muscular. About 6’0, 170lbs, with short brown hair and brown eyes. No beard at the time, but a bit of chest hair.

The other main characters of this memory are Sarah and Jessica, two girls I had known in high school who had both gone their separate ways for college. I actually briefly dated Sarah in high school (three month freshman relationships are fun, aren’t they?); she was my first kiss! She had a bit of an alternative vibe to her. Fairly short, with shoulder length hair that often changed colors every few months, and a couple of tattoos and piercings. She was a bit chubby but had great curves. Read more »

I [M] “came out” as straight to my friends [FFF] Pt 3

Once upon a time, all of my friends thought that I was gay, and now they were learning that I absolutely wasn’t.

It was a great time to be me. The last time I updated you, I told you about how I started hooking up with Clara. We’d kept it up, not really making it a secret that we were fucking. Phoebe wasn’t taking this particularly well, but Clara was keeping me happy, so I didn’t particularly care.

*I’d made whatever apologies I could for our first encounter – the rest was on her.*

Anyways, one night few weeks later, I was working hard on my final project on campus when Chelsea came to see me. Chels was a classic punkish liberal-arts lady: she wore her strawberry blonde hair straight and long, and usually pouring out of a toque. Nose ring? Check. Heavy eyeliner? Check. Classic Rage against the Machine shirts? Checkeroni.

“Dude, I’m so fucking bored,” Chelsea said, leaning against the door to the glorified closet I was working in. “How goes the work?”

“I’m going in circles,” I replied, rubbing my eyes. “I swear I’m going to dream of this stuff tonight.” Read more »

does it make me (51M)a queer slut? I do hope so!

So… I discovered my queerness a few years ago with the help of my (F49) partner – she’d known for ages, but it took the first time we had a MDMA-fuelled dirty weekend to bring it out.

A few weeks ago, a new gay club opened and she slapped my arse and told me to get on with it.

Important context – we’re kinky, both switchy, both bi, and regularly go to kink nights.

So, I was more than a bit nervous, and took half an E and a viagra a couple of hours before, and pre-rolled a couple of joints. I chatted to the staff and a few customers before I slipped into something more comfortable and went off to explore 2 floors of darkened playrooms. Seamed stockings & suspenders, lacey pants, corset, heels, and a bag with lube, butt plugs, condoms, etc.

I wandered around a lot, and played with a few people – here are the highlights… Read more »

Best friends chpt 2- New normal

I woke up on the couch, groggy, of last night began flooding back to me. Setting up I try to put everything straight trying to figure out what happened. I’m not sure how long I said therefore just thinking to myself. I stayed like that until I heard a small amount of commotion in the hallway and saw him walking out into the living room still bare ass naked. It takes my entire strength not to look between his legs as he walked to the kitchen to get himself something to drink. As he walks back into the living room finishing a glass of water he stops for a second thing to think himself before saying “did….Did what I remember happening last night happen?” Deposit waiting for my answer and I sheepishly nod wondering how much exactly he remembered. “Oh….thanks.” He said cheerfully walking over setting his glass down on the coffee table and sitting on the couch next to me. “I know you’re not into guys like that but I really appreciate you helping me out” what?! I thought to myself of course I’m into guys why would he think that I’m not. Is that why he never made a move on me he thinks I’m gay? I’m about to say something it cut off. “Say, could we do that again? Like I mean, make it an ongoing thing. I mean that’s what friends do right by scratch each other’s back.” “What…what exactly are you asking….” I said trying to maneuver carefully “you know, like last where you helped me jack off.” Part of me wanted to say no but at the same time maybe this is how it could start, it starts off as like a friends with benefits kind of thing and maybe then he starts having feelings for me like I do for him. “…ok” I see and immediately see his face light up “really? That’s awesome! I was like 100% sure you were gonna say no. How about right now?” He said excitedly not waiting for my answer grabbing me by the wrist and having me get up off of the couch guiding me onto my knees in front of him. Read more »

my straight friend male male story

So was told this could be good so sharing. Was friends with this guy since I was a teen. One day he asked to hang out and I agreed. Was nothing sexual based. He wanted a friend I did too. First time we hung out after a few hours he asked if it was cool to get naked cause he liked to be nude. Says it was no issue I wouldn’t care knowing he would get me hard doing it. So he did. I couldn’t get his cock out of my mind visually so as we drank and the night went we eventually got on the subject of rimming and he didn’t know how it felt too have his hole licked at all. Eventually I somehow talked him into sitting on my face and letting me show him. From that night on we always hung out naked and I told him if he was in the mood he didn’t need to ask but just present himself. Had one time hours brother showed up after he blew a load on my face. Another he let me go to the bathroom with him and he pissed down my throat. Another time he asked me to lick on his dirty feet to know what it feels like for the women he likes to lick the feet of. That was the last experience before I lost it. After that I’d get between his legs and lick on his feet every weekend until he fell asleep from Friday to Sunday. Dude was a let’s go out barefoot to the store hiding his shoes kinda guy. He was perfect. My gay friend his age was mad I got him in mouth cumming first but I didn’t care. Stole many guys from him anyway lol. One time he was pounding my throat and then some guy showed up to say he hit my car and dude busted right before and told him that I thought he was cute. He didn’t get boundaries once I left with his cum across my face. Was a year worth of nude hanging and loving his feet rimming and sucking untill one time he crawled up on the recliner I was in and pounded my throat hard until he finished. He was never dominant but said that was his dom side and wanted to find girl 3 to do that with. I see her every few weeks at her job and he never had luck but he pushed me away. Still dream about him. Loved the taste of his feet his hole his cock and his cum. Still have days I feel his cum running down my cheeks. Wasn’t the first or last straight boy I’ve been with

How I [F] did everything but lose my virginity with the neighbours son of my parents church friends [M] …

This happened about two weeks ago. I come from a relatively conservative Christian family where they told me the usual repressive bullshit, I will go to hell if I have sex before marriage, if I am gay or bi, if I masturbate. Luckily I grew up around a lot of people who didn’t believe that, and the internet, so I was pretty open with myself about sexual attraction and desire but I was still quite a bit reserved. I am nineteen and I’d never even given someone a handjob. My parents had a family friend from church who went on a vacation and my parents volunteered me to house sit, without talking to me first, but I was happy to do it. They had a pool, it was really hot, I am saving and they offered $200 to look after the dog and plants for two weeks.

I had been staying there for around a week and they had bedroom windows that looked exactly into their neighbours, I think you can tell where this is going but I’ll continue despite, but they always kept the blinds closed. As I said, I am very inexperienced and, as implied being an inexperienced nineteen year old, very horny and because of this I *always* changed with the curtains open half hoping someone would be watching. Read more »

The time I joined a couple for a [MFM] but ended up fucking her solo in front of him

I’ve been drinking a little. It’s the weekend and I’ve been sick, so my favorite hotwife isn’t available. Seems like a great time to reminisce about some of the old college times. My last post was about my first Craigslist hookup. Not long after I posted something similar in the m4mf section, and one evening a tantalizing message popped into my inbox.

A late-20s couple, professionals, discrete, wanted to find a bi man to play with for the first 3-way. They said they were bf/gf (actually husband/wife – not totally sure why, but many married couples do this). They sent a headless underwear pic of the two of them together. Everything from the neck down looked delicious. She was petite, flat tummy. He was toned. Both seemed my type. After a little back and forth we decided to meet.

This was something I had fantasized about for a long time. But if you’ve read my previous posts, you’ll know I was in the depths of a faith crisis as a lifelong Mormon. As became a pattern with the majority of my hookups from then on, I went thinking I would just test the waters. I could back out any time. Keep my faith intact. Of course the backing out part rarely happened. Read more »

My experiences: Part II

This wasn’t the next guy I hooked up with, but its been on my mind lately.

I had been 18 for about a month. I had moved out and was on my own. One night I went to the gay bar, couldn’t get in, but tried to talk to guys that were passing in or out. After maybe 30 minutes, a drag queen came out. I got their number.

For maybe 2 months, I met up with him at least once a week. It was great. He had a 9″ uncut dick. We would usually suck each other and eventually he would fuck me. I had let him know to never cum in me, to always pull out. He was always respectful of it. Id drive over near his house and he would walk to the abandoned car wash and we would park and play. Read more »