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Who's fucked a 'straight guy' and who's fucked an actual STRAIGHT guy?!
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*** firstly I know there are going to be a few comments like "if a guy fucks another guy then he's not straight" etc.. but I do genuinely believe there are a few straight guys out there that are horny enough will do anything to cum. So keep an open mind….. Having sex with a straight guy is a very hot fantasy! I think most of us would agree. But who's had sex with an actual straight guy? I mean properly straight, not the 'confused or bi-sexual type' (who is actually completely gay and either doesn't want to admit it or doesn't realise it yet) that says they are straight. I'm talking about the straight guys you've been out for a few alcoholic drinks with who've been a bit horny possibly when you've had to share a hotel room bed for the night and you've gotten a bit touchy feely etc but then they've gone back to their girl etc. I've slept with quite a few totally gay but say their straight guys, which is still kinda hot. There was one married hunk though who I hooked up with outdoors and I think he was a properly str8 guy. Very hung, very muscular. He fucked me really hard. I think he was just a horny straight guy who liked it rough and couldn't get that with a girl. He wasn't into kissing, he wanted it doggystyle and quiet. I think for him it was just a fuck and any hole was a goal. I think because he wasn't into the other stuff it was literally just a fuck. So what experiences do you have? Why do you think he was properly straight and not just closeted? Be great to hear about your experiences. -
This is my first story. Let me know if you want another chapter. Chapter 1 I knew I was gay since I was 13. Ever since getting changed after Pysical Education class surrounded by other hot boys and what they did to me. But being gay wasn’t part of my life plan. So I resigned myself to being closeted to achieve my life’s goals. I married young. My University girlfriend. She was pleasant enough but there was never any passion. Watching gay porn before doing the deed was enough to keep up appearances, although I knew deep inside topping wasn’t really for me - I was a total bottom. At any opportunity I would lock myself away in my study and devour every type of gay porn you could imagine, but I always found myself wishing I was the bottom being fucked without mercy. Two kids later and three years without sex and gay porn just wasn’t enough. I’d spend my nights scrolling through every gay hookup app you can think of. Always getting close to sneaking out to fulfil my desires but always chickening out at the last minute. The kind of guy everyone hates. Each year the wife and I would go out for dinner for our anniversary, going through the motions. I opened the door to our new baby sitter recommended by a friend. A young University student looking to make some extra cash. “Hi you must be-“ I was lost for words I knew his name was Leon but I was distracted by his breathtaking beauty. I’d always been attracted to men in porn around my age, bearish types. But hear in front of me was a slender twink, shoulder length blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He was a lot more feminine than I was into but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was wearing short denim shorts barely half way down his thighs and a tank top that barely touched his belt. I could see his toned flat stomach and from what I could see he was hairless. “Leon” he said after a pregnant pause. “Ahh yes please come inside” I stammered as he brushed passed me. “Nice house. You must be Brian?” He said with a feminine voice. We made small talk while my wife finished getting ready. I couldn’t keep my eyes off his lips as he spoke. Imagining kissing them. What had come over me? I saw hot guys in public all the time but could keep it together. Leon wasn’t even my type. I was distracted all the way through dinner, but I don’t think my wife really noticed. I was nervous driving home, but what was I nervous for? It just our baby sitter. As we pulled into the drive my wife said she had a migraine coming on and if I could pay Leon and not disturb her when I came to bed. I hadn’t expected sex but good to know neither was she. “So how were they? Not too much trouble?” I asked Leon trying to keep things casual. “They were great. No trouble at all. But what kind of trouble will you be? Discreet suburban dad.” He replied with a smirk. Fuck! My grindr profile. He must have seen it. There isn’t any info about me on there but it’s not like there’s many other guys around here on it. “Excuse me?” I said trying to seem ignorant. “It’s okay Daddy. Your secret is safe with me. But I gotta admit I’d like to see what you’re hiding in those slacks.” He stepped closer to me as he said it grabbing the money I had for him in my hand. “Please. I’m not gay. I’m just on there for laughs.” I said unconvincingly not moving away as he approached. He squeezed my crotch and I started to get hard. “Wow not much there at all really” he said with a laugh. He was right. To be honest I’d always had a below average cock. I guess part of what attracted me to wanting to bottom. I didn’t reply. “You see this is what a real cock is like” he grabbed my hand as he said it and squeezed it against his crotch. Fuck he was huge and he was soft. He lifted the bottom of his shorts and the tip of his thick uncut cock slipped out. Without even thinking I touched it. Fuck what was I doing. What if my wife came down. “Go on Daddy. You can touch it. I know you want to.” He said without breaking eye contact. He had this natural dominance which I would never have assumed. I started to stroke his thick twink cock. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. “How long since you last tasted cock?” He asked firmly. “Um High School” I said weakly. “Wow it’s been a long time huh Daddy” he asked. I always associated Daddy as the dominant role but why when he said it did it sound so submissive. His hand firmly pressed on my shoulder and I dropped to my knees. I couldn’t help it. I took the head of his thick uncut cock into my mouth. Oh god how much I missed this. Feeling a cock fill my mouth. I always assumed the next cock I’d suck would be that of some middle aged bear not some hot 19 year old fem twink. I ran my tongue under his foreskin, it had a strong taste and already a bit of precum I was in heaven He pulled up the leg of his shorts and out sprung the rest of his thick veiny cock. It must have been at least 8 inches and it was much thicker than any of the cocks I had in high school. “That’s it Daddy. Finally getting what you’ve been craving for years.” He said reassuringly as he placed his hands on the back of my head. I forgot how good cock tasted. His thick dick filling my mouth going deeper. But he wasn’t stopping. I started panic as he pushed deeper towards my throat. “Watch the teeth Daddy” he said firmly while slapping the side of my head. “Yes Sir” I said with a mouthful of cock, fuck where did that come from. He pushed deeper and I started to gag and threw up a bit. He pulled his cock out and laughed. “I can’t do this here, I’m sorry.” I pleaded knowing my wife could walk in any minute. “Then drop me home Daddy. I’m not done with you” he said. “I can’t. This isn’t me” I said knowing it’s the only thing I wanted. “Text your wife and say you’re dropping me home. You’re secret is only safe with me while I decide it is” he said with out any hesitation. I picked up my phone and did exactly that. He pulled his cock back into his shorts. As his tank rode up I could see a small pink scorpion tattoo on his hip. He walked to door. “Come on Daddy” he said with a smile as he walked to the door. Fuck what was I doing?
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I've been single for about 4 years. During this time I've had a fairly regular fuck bud. He's black, hung, fairly dom and muscular. he's also smart and a hell of a lot of fun to be with. If I'm honest with myself I have to admit I'm in love with him. When we first met (on line) both our bios said we were neg and only fucked safe. Our first fuck was great and it quickly became a regualr thing. After the third or forth time we hooked up, he said, "I gotta tag that ass" and proceeded to fuck me raw. I totally loved it, yet later felt very guilty. So I called him and confessed about my real status. He sounded a little uncomfortable but said he was cool with it and changed the subject. I later changed my on line status to POZ and have been openly poz since. We continued to hook up, hang out . I fell in love. We always used a rubber. Once I tried to tell him I love him, but he changed the subject. About two years ago I was at his place and I noticed a bottle of HIV meds sitting on the coffee table. with his name on it . We even have the same doctor! I pretend not to see it, then excused myself. When I came back, the bottle was gone. Long story, but I now believe he's been poz for many years, he was prolly infected by his first bf who had a wicked crack habit. In the last six months or so he's stared fucking me raw. I never asked him, he just started doing it. I totally love it, and based on what he says when we're fucking (like "You want my fucking load? tell me you want my fucking load" etc) I can tell he really likes it too. But, based on his behavior, I think he feels guilty about it later. So my question is: Should I tell him I know he's poz? Should I tell him how much I want his cum inside me? Would this make us closer or would he freak? Oh yeah, did I mention I'm in love with him?
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Closeted, married, straight/bi (currently) neg traveling biz guy looking to be poz converted. Chasing til I’m poz If you are unmediated, toxic, and/or full blown... message me on Twitter, kik, Wk: timsonbb Thanks
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I’m a good-looking 26-year-old, 5’11”, 175 lbs., nice smooth body, I work out and it shows too. Unfortunately, I am a sex addict with very little to no ability to control my urges. I also have fantasies that I love to turn into reality. Of course, most of these fantasies require having willing partners. I also love anonymous sex, you know, very little words exchanged, just pure sex. This means that I spend a lot of time online looking for people who want to help me turn my fantasies into reality. I also have roommates, which makes things a little more difficult, but more interesting also, especially since I’m not out and my roommates have no idea that I like to have sex with men. For some time now, I have been contacting men trying to lure them to my house. I’m very explicit in terms of what I’m looking for. I tell the guy that I’m looking to get fucked, nothing else, just fucked in the ass. Then I tell them that I want for them to arrive at my house, come to the side door, get undressed, lube up their cocks, then come down into the basement, where they would find me, naked, lubed, and ready, with a butt plug in my ass, making it nice and ready for fucking. All they need to do is to remove the butt plug and go for it. It is not easy to find men who are willing to show up at a stranger’s house and go down to his basement basically naked with a hard, lubed dick, so I had decided I would have to lower my standards and just go with anyone who would be willing. My story starts when I contacted this guy last Friday. His profile sounded real hot. He said he was 6’3”, 210 lbs., with lots of muscle, etc. Just my type! I told him of my fantasy and he thought it was hot and agreed to meet me that night. As we continued to chat, I told him I wanted everything to be safe and he agreed. He lived close by, so, at the predetermined time, I went downstairs and waited for his arrival. I heard the door upstairs open, then I heard noises that indicated that my visitor was getting himself ready. As promised, I was downstairs, on all fours, waiting for him to come down and start fucking me. I left lube and condoms upstairs for him to use as he got himself ready. After a couple of minutes, my dick was hard with anticipation, and lots of precum already oozing down and dripping on the floor. My friend finally came downstairs and I could see him from the corner of my eye (the basement lights were turned off, only a dimmed light partially lit the place. From what I could see, this guy was as good looking as he described himself to be. He had a nice thin waist, a big hairy chest and thick legs. His hard cock looked bigger than the 8 inches he had described it to be, and it seemed to be very thick. I didn’t move, and waited for him to lower himself behind me. After he positioned himself behind me, he proceeded to remove the butt plug from my well-lubricated hole. He was gentle and had the butt plug removed in no time. He then moved closer to me and started to insert his thick head into my waiting hole. I couldn’t believe just how horned up I was. My fantasy was finally coming true, and with one hot dude! His first strokes were gentle, but as soon as he realized that my ass had already been plucked by the butt plug, his strokes intensified. As we had discussed, our intent was to get him off as quickly as possible, neither one of us was looking to put on a show. This was strictly about him getting off. It was all about him and his pleasure; and by the way he was fucking me, he knew that and he was making sure that so did I. He kept fucking deep and hard with that big meat of his and I could feel some of the lube dripping off my ass as he plowed his cock in then almost all the way out of my hole then all the way in again. I then reached over to touch his cock and balls. That is when I noticed that he didn’t seem to be wearing rubbers, even though we agreed that everything was going to be safe only. I couldn’t believe what he was doing! I felt helpless, there was little what I could do. I had roommates upstairs, which meant I couldn’t cause a scene. I tried to move away but his had a strong grip around my waist and I couldn’t really go anywhere. He knew I noticed about the lack of rubbers, which only intensified his grip around my waist. His pounding also intensified and I thought he was getting close to cumming and filling my ass with his cum. I whispered to him asking him to pull out and put on a rubber. He kept pounding, totally fucking me exactly the way I had envisioned. His only response was that he didn’t see any rubbers upstairs and that my ass was so good he wasn’t going to pull out. I begged him to put on a rubber or at least to pull out before he came. He said “sure” and went on giving me the best fuck of my life! A couple of seconds later, I felt his rhythm change and once again I tried to escape his grip while I begged him once more to pull out. He didn’t! I felt his cock literally grow inside of me, as he began to flood me with him cum. Spurt after spurt of cum filled my guts as he kept his masculine hands around my waist – in charge and in control, exactly the way I had fantasized! I was so scared but so turned on, I couldn’t believe it! After he finished, he reinserted the butt plug into me and left me there. After he left, I went back upstairs, as I removed the butt plug from my sore hole, this big wad of cum fell to the bathroom floor. I couldn’t believe the amount and couldn’t even imagine how much of his hot cum was still floating inside of me! I went back online, still in a daze, not knowing what to do. I then saw him online. He thanked me for a great fuck and wanted to know when he could come back for more. I told him how scared I was for what he had done. He told me he gave me exactly what I was asking for and told me he was chatting with another guy and told this other guy about me and that if I wanted for him to come back and do me again that I would have to let this other guy do me THAT night! I gave it some thought and decided to go for it, after all, my new friend was too hot, too good looking to pass, and he knew exactly what I wanted. I accepted his terms and not too much later this other guy showed up and fucked me good. It didn’t take him long to deposit another load in me. Afterwards I decided I couldn’t do that again. I can’t see myself letting another guy drop his load in my ass like I did that night. I have been avoiding my fucker friend, as I know I will not be able to resist his advances!
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I've always had a thing for straight and bi guys, especially closeted. Some website had an interesting married guy wanting to get with me. He said he was a bottom, wanting to get fucked, but "safe only." He had no picture, but his stats sounded good, and doing married guys was hot. We checked two or three times over a month or two, and we just couldn't get it together. Then one afternoon I received a message on the site that he was going to a hockey game that evening and wondered if he could come over afterward for fun. He knew from my profile that I had a massage biz that I did from my apartment. I used the second bedroom as the massage room, just the right size for the table along with some other stuff around the room... small tables and such to work my clients and have all my massage gear at my fingertips. Planning ahead, I reluctantly hid a condom with my massage stuff, wondering how I could get around the safe sex thing. When he arrived, he was a good looking, a bit stocky (which I sometimes like), dark brown hair, hairy chest... and the wedding band. 'Oh yeah, I've gotta find a way to breed this one' I thought. I anticipated he would be hesitant and stand-offish, but he wasn't. Instead, inviting him back to my massage room, he couldn't strip his clothes fast enough. Nice. And I got a good look as his round ass. He didn't bother with preliminaries, he stood at the foot of the massage table and bent forward, grabbing his ass cheeks and spreading them. I started fingering is hole, dry at first, but I always have lube within reach. I slowly lubed him up, taking a bit of time so he could relax and not panic. I worked a finger in, then two. He was already groaning a little, and I hadn't gone even half way to our destination. Here I was taking my time and he started begging me to fuck him. He looked back and said, "Your going to use a condom, right?" "Oh, of course man. No problem," I replied, trying to sound enthusiastic. My mind was spinning as to how to blow my load in him. I tore the condom open, and as I'm looking at it, I figured out what to do. He was face down, after all, so I had some latitude if I was swift. Instead of rolling the damn condom onto my 7 inches of cock, I unrolled it and flattened it out. I wrapped it around the base of my cock, like a band-aid around my cock. I could hold it in place as I worked my raw fuckpole into his ass. If he wondered if it was on, reaching back, I would make sure I was buried deep in him so he would touch rubber, not skin. I lubed up and put some pressure on his puckered hole. He virtually pushed back onto me, tight at first, but relaxing quite quickly. I wondered if he had done this a lot before. He was groaning louder and louder as I slid in and out of his hole. I could only imagine him taking my load home in him to his wife, telling her that the guys wanted a beer after the game. He loved the fuck, but sure as I thought, he reached back suddenly, reaching to feel the rubber. My timing was good, planted deep in him, he could feel the rubber thinking we were protected. But then I started wondering how I was going to blow in him and him not feel it. I pulled all the way out, holding the wrapped condom in place with my left hand and doused his hole heavily with lube, most of which I pushed in to get him feeling wet. "Gotta make sure we're not dry here," I said. He didn't question or reply. As I increased my pace, he groaned more, and then started saying, "Fuck me. Fuck me deep." That pretty much got me ready to blow my cumload in him, but I slowed down to plan the final workaround. In massage, I didn't use oil, but a professional massage cream, white and about the consistency of cum. It was in a pump bottle on the table right behind me. I went back to concentrating on breeding this closeted bi stud. He was busy stroking his own cock as I pounded him. I almost said, "Want this cumload in ya?" but realized it might tip him off. I replaced it with, "You need a good fucking, don't ya?" "Oh hell yeah," he replied. "I've been wanting to get fucked for so long..." I could no longer hold back, and told him I was going to cum. I could feel my load well up in me, holding back slightly to ensure a real deep shot in his ass. I buried my dick deep in him, pushing my balls tight against his manhole and unloaded. I'm sure I shot several ropes of poz cum in him, and hoped he didn't think it was unusual to be feeling so wet inside. He was just moments behind me in cumming... stroking and still begging me to fuck him deep. I could feel his ass muscles tighten just as he was shooting his load all over the floor under him. We were both trying to catch our breath. I thought I'd better pull out before he caught his breath and started paying attention to reality. I withdrew and quickly unwrapped the flattened condom as I reached behind me for the massage cream. I opened the rubber up and squirted some cream in it, then worked it down to the tip. 'Real enough,' I thought. Then I pulled the condom a bit like a rubber band, snapping it like it was being pulled off my poundpole. I just held onto it as he recovered from his climax, slowly getting up and turning around to face me. "Fuck, that was awesome!" he said. "But I got so wet inside. You had the condom on, right?" I just held the condom out and showed him "my cumload" in it, but didn't hold it for long. I just tossed it into the waste basket. He nodded yes. "You probably just had a lot of ass juice in you, that's all." I knew he had no clue on it. He asked to step into the bathroom to wash off, and as he stepped in, I got a washcloth from the closet. He didn't close the door as he wet down the cloth and washed his cock and balls. He quickly swiped his asscrack and tossed the cloth into the sink. "I need to get going," he said as he quickly dressed. "If I'm home too late she will suspect." He headed for the door, throwing his jacket on and digging for his keys. "Thanks man, we can maybe do this again sometime, yeah?" "I hope so, drive safely going home," I replied. He nodded and was gone. I was still naked, and still hard from knowing I blew my load into him. I went back into the massage room, looking at the floor where he shot a big load of cum, several streams of baby batter wasted on the floor. I couldn't help it... I grabbed my dick and jacked another load out as I relived the breeding.
