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My First Gay Experience
I'm in my mid-30s and definitely attracted to women. However, there is something about guys and gay porn that turn me on. Some of my best jerk-off sessions involved fantasizing about having a homosexual encounter. Over the years, I've explored playing with my ass. I started with sticking a finger up my asshole but that didn't do much for me. So I started experimenting with inserting unlike phallic-shaped objects. I started small but craved trying longer and thicker ones. Watching porn while jerking off with one hand and fucking my ass with the other was a spicy experience. But I wanted to touch the real thing inside of me and began browsing gay dating sites. The thought of it made me horny but I didn't have the courage to yank through on my fantasy. Recently, I stumbled onto the profile of an older guy in his 50s who said he liked fucking younger guys and was accessible to meet up for the weekend. After the standard hesitation, I finally caved and couldn't wait for my first gay experience.
My heart was racing on the way to the motel. Am I really going to move through with this? There's still moment to back out if I long. But I can't let this opportunity slip away no
My First Gay Experience
The following story contains elements of non-consent, (male) homosexuality, abuse and other comparable kinks. It is based on a true (positive) experience. It is meant as entertainment. It is not in any way a social commentary, political utterance or a statement in general against anyone or any community. It is meant for people to enjoy. If you possess issues with such kinks, please do not read.
"Man, don't think we are doing this, you know?" I tell my room mate as he hands over the joint. He smiles at this, letting me know he feels the same way. You see we are both 19 and are going to academy as well as working complete time. Because of this, you don't get a lot of free time. But somehow tonight we are both off and at the same time.
My roommate is named Bo, and we've been friends since high educational facility. We've always clicked together in a unique way and contain been through a lot of stuff. I mean, I was the first one he told when he came out, not that it changed anything. I had a feeling he liked guys for a long period, but didn't want to deliver it up to be tactful. I mean, in the close, he doesn't say anything about me liking girls so why should I say anything about him likin
First Time with a Guy: A Right Story
The following is a true story from my personal life. Some recognizing details are omitted. I am writing this so I can relive the awesome memory and not forget. Wish you enjoy.
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I first began to be grateful the male develop when I was a teenager. Before that I was only turned on by women, and I still am. But I possess always been a bit of a nonconformist, so I think my sexual attraction to men probably came out of my yearn for just to experiment something new. To this day, I have preferred to get off by fantasizing about having sex with someone that I recognize. The porn has always been more of a background stimulant—the real twist on is the familiar face in my mind's eye.
Somewhere along the line, I grew bored of jacking it to the similar girls I had been attracted to for years. You can only stroke it to wonderful old Mary a finite number of times. I don't remember how the thought first occurred to me, but there was this guy who worked at the similar place I did. Real attractive dude—tan, thin, very chiseled face. I set up myself staring at him all the time, but for a while I never thought about him sexually. Until one day I did.
I quickly start th
An Unexpected First Time
To my readers, I apologize for not posting anything lately and leaving several series hanging. Life, work, and a health issue that came out of nowhere had my full attention for a while. Experience is still life, perform has calmed down, and the health issue has been addressed. I expect this short story will ease me back into writing, and that you enjoy it as much as the other stories.
I knocked hesitantly on the door. I didn't yearn to be at this door, this house, but my feet led me here without a alert thought. I rapped again lightly. Maybe he wouldn't hear and I could go home.
Yesterday had been my birthday, the large 18. I didn't really celebrate it since my folks were throwing me a blow-out party this coming weekend to mark both the birthday and my high school graduation. Since I wasn't doing anything I decided to go to a friends house, and as I passed by Mr. Hausers' place he called out to me.
I don't recollect how he talked me into his house. I don't remember his first moves, the start of his seduction. I keep in mind trying to put up a fight, being unwillingly willing. I remember my fascination with his cock and every nasty marvelous thing he did to m