First Time in a Gay Bar [MT][exh] (long)

I did consider myself a straight guy once. I dated women, enjoyed the sex, and didn’t feel like there was anything missing.

But still, every once in awhile I’d wonder what it was like to be with another man. Pretty soon, that idle curiosity became something more… But in the town I was from, you just didn’t admit to that kind of thinking. One of my long time friends, Bobby, had actually moved away shortly after “coming out of the closet” because people were so weird about it around here. It was only after he’d moved that I kind of thought it would have been interesting to experiment those few times he’d made passes at me, rather than just politely turning him down.

The real tipping point I think came one night when my computer died and I had a huge project due. I begged a friend to borrow his laptop, took it home, and got to work. I finished late that night, and figured I’d have myself a good fap before bed.

After school activities

**Fiction, [MF][STR]**

“Were you looking at my chest during the lecture?” Cassy asked with a pleasant voice.

Roy hesitated briefly. “… Y-yes.” He wanted to apologize, but a forced admission was all he could muster.

She smiled a calm, soft smile. “Don’t worry. I don’t mind at all.”

His pulse was already high from the embarassment, but those words made his heart beat even faster. He felt his blood flow through his entire body and adrenaline building up, leaving a faint, bitter taste in his mouth.

“With Lyra’s and Kimmy’s breasts being so very impressive I was worried mine would go unnoticed. A girl is very flattered when someone she likes looks at her like a woman, and not just like any other person, you know.”

Her eyes, her voice and her smile seemed shy, yet her words and her body was confident. She was leaning back on the desk, half-sitting and holding herself up with her hands on each side, her fingers pointing away from her. The ways her arms were twisted pushed her upper body out towards Roy, inviting him to drop his vision from her eyes to her bosom. Her appearance slowly shifted from shy and confident to excited and confident. Although she was usually the image of composure and calmness, her blood was now flowing like his, changed by the confirmation of what she already suspected; she was just as desired as she wished to be.

[MF] My first “older” woman

A few months after I “became a man”, I was home from college for Christmas Break. I was working for a property management company owned by a friend’s father, and assigned to a project at an old mill building that had been renovated in to condos. The management company had reached a deal with a local ISP to be the provider for the building, and now were running CAT-5 to all the condo units. (Late 90s)

I was in one unit, covered in dust and sweat, installing the box in the wall when the owner started asking about computers. She never had one at home, and figured she should get one since she has Internet.

Being a computer guy, I was happy to answer her questions. It soon became obvious she didn’t have a clue, and she finally asked if I would go to the store with her, to make sure she didn’t get scammed, and she would pay me for the help. No problem, I figured. We decided to meet Saturday at the local big box store.

First time I jacked him off [FM]

Alright so boyfriend and I have been together for a year and a half. We’re still learning things about each other sexually and just recently he ate my pussy for the first time, and I sucked his dick for the first time too. so onto what just happened not even ten minutes ago.

I started my period today and of course I was horny as ever. I’ve been really into wanting to suck his dick so I told him to go take a shower and I would suck his dick tonight. Straight out of the shower to the bed we made out a little then I went to sucking on that thick pink dick of his. Tried to deep throat very slowly a few times but focused more on the head since I know that’s a key point for dudes. After 10-15 minutes he said I should jack him off. Grabbed some lube and went to town, watching his beautiful face smile with pleasure. Then we agreed it would be better for him to stand up so he stood up, I took my shirt off and jacked him off while he grabbed my tits and smiled at me from above. When I wasn’t doing so well (cause I haven’t jacked off too many men in my life) he showed me he like to be gripped tight so I gripped tight until he came all over my chest, hands and glasses covered face.

[mm] [oral] Team Piss [watersports]

Some exposition before the story begins. With this story, I’m trying to get more into actual storytelling rather than just the piss stuff itself. And the plot of this story may be lost along a lot of you if you don’t know the game that’s the center of everything. If you just want the piss and to go from there, control-F and search ‘bottle’ and start there. I hope you all enjoy this story. :)

Team Piss

“Tracer is behind us! Get her! She’s discorded!” I say. My five friends and I are at Tristan’s house. We all brought our Gaming Laptops and we’re all set up in Tristan’s basement/gameroom (it really belongs to everyone in his family, but since his older brother moved out and got married a few years ago, it’s pretty much his because his parents only come down here to watch a movie or so on the huge tele) playing Overwatch – specifically competitive mode.

We’ve been on a huge win streak for the last 4 hours, and we literally went from Bronze ranking to Gold in this session. We’re fucking unstoppable…except for our bladders.

The Professor’s Desk: Fulfilling Julie’s Fantasy [MF]

In the weeks after our wonderful [experience](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/65sebx/following_my_first_blow_job_mf/?st=J1MY72UV&sh=4f477221), Julie and I spent time together whenever and wherever we could — walking together in the crisp autumn air as late summer became fall, sharing meals at the university cafeteria, hanging out in various campus lounges, and of course, exploring each other’s bodies whenever we could steal time alone in our dorm rooms — which usually occurred whenever our roommates went out for an evening.

One night, though, Julie went out with girlfriends from our floor. I played NHL 94 on my roommate’s Sega Genesis and waited for her to come home.

A few hour later, come home she did — straight to my door. She knocked, and I opened the door…and nearly fell over at the sight of her. She stood in front of me wearing one of those ubiquitous “little black dresses” that it seems every college coed has in her wardrobe just for hitting the bars. Only, in addition to clinging her every curve and flattering her figure, Julie’s had a twist. It had a zipper that ran from the top of the dress to the bottom, with a ring pull at the top. And by top, I mean the bottom of the plunge it took into the valley between her breasts. It was the kind of dress that seemed to have one purpose — to foment fantasies in men centered around pulling that zipper down.

From the court to the couch [MM]

I recently became a member of a local gym and started playing in a weekly basketball group. Lots of older guys but fairly competitive. After a few weeks I had gotten to know most of the guys pretty well. Most were there just to get some cardio in every week. I was the same.

This past week I went at the usual time but there weren’t enough to play so myself and a stranger just spent the time practicing. When that was over we both headed to the showers to get ready for work. He is an older black guy, 48, tall and in really good shape considering his age. The real bonus is that he is a lawyer and is very well put together. Being my typical self I made sure to check to see what he was working with and I was pleasantly surprised at how clean he kept his manscaping.

We finished showering and headed to work. It wasn’t until after he had left and I was packing my bag that I saw he left me a note. Very simple, saying he had a good time and would like it if I text him sometime. I didn’t get a gay vibe out of him so I was cautiously optimistic. Most straight men wouldn’t leave a note. I text him within minutes of getting in my car.

Caught my straight guy roommate having sex (and it was fucking hot..)

I’m a gay college student,currently staying on campus. I share a suite with another guy. Problem is,i like him even though he’s straight & has a gf.

I mean,dude’s one of the nicest & sweetest guys i’ve met in my entire life. It doesn’t help that he has a really nice body – firm pecs & an 8 pack & all. Probably cause he’s in like 3 sports clubs. He’s ripped af.

He’ll bring back his gf once in a while & of course,they’ve sex. I know cause no matter how hard they try to keep it down,halfway through it,they just can’t control their moans…

It’s distracting but that’s not the main issue. I can go to the lounge to do my work when they’re getting it on after all..

But there’s this very curious part of me that wants to listen in on them. I’ve done that a few times already & I’ve actually masturbated to their sex moans – while i imagine myself as the gf. Always keeps picturing her feeling up his 8 pack & pecs & it gets me so upset because i wish i were in her position enjoying his godly ripped body.

[MF] Me and my Girlfriend… After the engagement.

Previously…

https://redd.it/64rc4l

A few days ago…

Erin just came back from her morning run and I was having coffee in the kitchen. I had a big smile on my face remembering the weekend we just had. She was truly wonderful. More wonderful than I can ever ask for.

She came out of the bedroom naked and poured herself a cup of coffee. HEr hair was a mess, she was sweaty, no make up and yet when I looked at her, she was never ever this beautiful. I smiled. She turned around and looked at me. She acknowledged my smile and she smiled back. Catching the habit from her, I bit my lip to unconsciously stop myself from saying something. Why? I don’t know. It’s not like what I had to say was a bad thing.

Erin caught this. She put her coffee cup down, walked towards me and gently put her hand on my dick.

“What were you going to say?” she asked as she playfully tugged on my dick.

“Ask me again later.” I answered. Though smiling, Erin knew I was serious.

She leaned over to kiss me.

[FM] How dirty panties led me to sleeping with my urologist

Back in college, there was this guy I [23, at this time] hooked up with a couple of times. Things didn’t work out on a sexual/romantic level, but we got along great and became friends. Still are. He lived by himself in this great, two-bedroom house, cheap rent, close to campus, but it was also on the other side, away from the rest of the madness, so the neighborhood was quiet. It was owned by this sweet, conservative couple who lived across the street. They were really strict about noise and parties, though.

I loved this house, which is why I got in touch with the renters when my friend graduated. I thought it’d be the perfect place to spend my last year. Only issue was it was my entire budget. There’d be no extra money after rent and utilities. I’d never been much for roommates. Never had one in my life. Only child to dorms to apartments. Had no interest in starting now. So I agreed and was determined to make it happen somehow.