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Not my story, but I thought you'd like

Last night, I had an experience like nothing I'd ever expected before. I got fucked. Hard.

Before this experience, I wasn't pretty sure I was straight; I was positive. I'm in my mid twenties, a couple years out of college, and I work out regularly. I'm not, like, a bodybuilder, but I work pretty damn hard at keeping my body fit and toned. Back in college, I, well, had lots of sex with different girls. Just kinda living up the college thing.

A few years have passed, and the social life has dried up a great deal. No longer surrounded by thousands of my peers in a live-in situation, I've instead moved to a city (for work) where I don't know anyone. That's why I picked up flag football at a local park; wanted to meet some people and get back into playing sports. It was a great idea, made a few friends through it, and now I meet up to play weekly.

A month or two ago, a new guy joins the game. He is an absolute unit, as they say. I'm not short by any means, over 6 foot, but he towered over me. Broad shoulders, barrel chest, the dude is just a monster of muscles. And wouldn't you know it, I'm having to cover him for most of the game.

Sometime in the middle of the game, right before the ball gets hiked, this guy looks me dead in the eyes and says, "You're cute." I was kinda taken aback, sure that I'd heard him wrong, and by the time the play started, I didn't move for a moment and ended up eating his dust.

A bit later, the game's over, and we'd lost, but it was close. Unit came over to me and introduced himself, name's Ryan. I introduced myself as well. This guy is crazy forward, cause the next thing he said was, "You wanna hook up sometime?" I looked around, but no one else can hear us talking.

"Sorry, I'm straight."

"Sure you are," he said. "Here, let me give you my number anyway." A bit dumbfounded, I handed him my phone, he types his number in and hands it back. "Hit me up sometime."

So that was a couple of months ago. He came back each week, and I couldn't stop myself from watching him each time. It seemed like he was checking me out, but he didn't try anything else after that first experience.

Again, I'm straight. I really do love pussy and tits. But after that first interaction, my brain would not let me forget about it. I would find myself wondering, what if, and then catch myself. It was even worse when I was horny. I even watched gay porn a few times, tried fingering my own butt a little. I also discovered this subreddit and started reading about the other guy's experiences, especially first time experiences. Eventually, I caught myself fantasizing that I was the guy in the vid I was watching, and the guy fucking me was Ryan.

I stopped there, didn't look at any gay porn for a bit, cause that thought got me nervous, but last night, I was horny again, and I Could. Not. Stop. Thinking about it. Soooo I texted him. Just said, "Hey," but my fingers were shaking as I did.

A couple minutes later, "What's up?"

"Not much," I said lamely, not sure what else to say. What was I even doing.

"Tryna get fucked?" was his response. Again, dude is super forward.

So now I'm not sure at all what to do. I mean, my horny brain made me text him, but I didn't really have any intent or plan. So I just said, "Not sure, kinda been thinking about it, idk."

No response for a few minutes, then, "Not tryna waste my time. Hit me up when you wanna get fucked."

So here was a turning point. I was hoping to ease in, give myself a possible out. Part of me was just, yeah, way too much, just back off. So I ignored the phone and just started jerking off, trying to take my mind off of it, but I couldn't even cum, my mind was so fixated. So I texted him back, "Sure." Well, I deleted it like five times first. A moment later, he sends me an address. No other words, just the address.

So I get dressed, trying to make myself look nice, and drove over. I'm basically delirious with nerves at this point. I'm straight, I really am, but I just needed this at this point. Ryan had made it so I couldn't stop thinking about him, and he'd done it with only a few words.

I arrived at his apartment building and buzzed the number he gave me. A moment later, the door opened. I headed up and knocked on his door, and he opens it. Completely naked, still towering over me. He pulls me inside, shuts the door, then slams me up against it and shoves his mouth against mine. I feel the scruff on his chin and his tongue probing, and I get a bit weak in the knees. Again, I'm 6'1" and in pretty great shape, so I'm simply not used to not being the stronger or taller one in an interaction, certainly not one like this. I feel his naked cock against my jeans start to grow. Then he pulls away and growls, "On your knees."

The idea that I wouldn't comply wasn't even in my brain. I dropped down, and was at eye level with his growing cock. Fortunately, even once he got to full mast, he wasn't huge. It was decent sized for sure, but not a terrifying monster. Which was good, because I knew I was in for it now. He was going to fuck me.

I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around him, taking a cock into my mouth for the first time. Interestingly, he didn't really taste like anything, just like skin, really. Sucking dick was not as bad as I thought my entire life, and there was something so hot about being on my knees, making this ruggedly manly man moan. I wrapped my hands around his butt and pulled him closer into me, wanting to take more and more of his cock in my mouth forcefully.

"Good little cocksucker," he said, pulling my shirt off over my head. "Take off the rest." I complied in a hurry, and soon was totally naked myself. Despite the both of us being naked, I felt way more vulnerable than I'm sure he did. "Follow me." I start to get up, but he applied a little pressure to my shoulder. "No. On your knees." So I did. Totally naked, my cock now harder than I think it's ever been, I crawled on hands and knees, following Ryan to his bedroom. "On the bed," he said once we got there, and so I crawled up, staying in position. "Don't turn around."

Ryan's tongue was the next thing I felt, right against my anus. I was rimmed once by a girl, but she was kinda reluctant and not super into it. Ryan ate my ass like there was a six course buffet in there. I felt his tongue actually slip inside, and let out an involuntary moan. After a long while of that, I heard something click, and something cold and wet hit my anus. Then his finger, rubbing in circles before slowly pushing in. I jumped away, but his steady hand on my hip kept me from going far.

"Just relax," he said, then the finger was gone, and I knew what was next. His cock head pushed against me, and for a small while, I didn't think it would go in. Then it did pop in, and pain exploded in me. I cried out, and he soothed me with his words, speaking gently for the first time. He didn't pull out, but didn't push in any more either.

"Here, sniff this," he said, then put a bottle in front of my face. I took a deep inhale (assuming it was a drug of some sort, but I'd had more experience with drugs than anything else that was happening here). My face grew hot and red, and my heart started pounding. He started pushing in further, and it hurt a lot less. He kept pushing and pushing until I could feel his thighs against my asscheeks and I knew he was totally in, and I felt so goddamn full.

He pulled out slowly, back in slowly, out slowly, back in. After a few more of these, it didn't hurt anymore, and started to feel really, really fucking good. He could tell, and picked up his pace. For the next minute, he was building up a pace, I think testing how well I could take it. And then, once he decided I was ready, he cut loose.

Ok, I'm sitting here trying to figure out how to write the next part, and it's tough, cause it was such a haze. Once he cut loose, he started pounding me as hard as I've ever seen in any porno. My mind was gone. Just gone. I was full on moaning, screaming, even crying. Like, full bore tears, not of pain, but just overwhelmed sensation. And he did not let up. At all. At any point. The one thing I do remember reasonably well is the dirty talk.

"You're straight, huh?" He shouted at me at some point. "Still think you're straight? Tell me you're straight."

"I'm." Pound pound pound. "Straight."

"You still think that? You still think you're straight?"

"I." Pound pound pound. "Like." Pound pound pound. "Girls."

"You like this cock in your ass. You love this cock."

"I." Pound pound pound. "Love." Pound pound pound. "This." Pound pound pound. "Cock."

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about, faggot. Say it. Say you're a faggot."

"I'm." Pound pound pound. "A." Pound pound pound. "FAGGOT!!!" Pound pound pound.

"Yeah, that's right, little cock loving fag boy. You're never gonna want pussy again, are you."

I didn't say anything here, because I didn't wanna swear off pussy, which just made him fuck me harder. "SAY IT!!!"

"I don't want pussy." Pound pound pound. "I just." Pound pound pound. "Want your cock."

"That's right. You're my little bitch boy now. Any time I want that ass, it's mine." Then, when I didn't say anything. "Tell me! Tell me it's mine."

"My ass." Pound pound pound. "Is yours." Pound pound pound. "Whenever." Pound pound pound. "You want it."

And so it went. He never changed positions, just kept fucking me in doggy style, and the endurance this man had was legendary. I just gave up and gave in at some point; before then, I was holding on, like I was gripping the edge of a ledge and trying not to fall off. But then, I gave in, and just stopped trying. Trying to hold my body up with my hands, trying to keep track of time. Trying to do anything. I was just lost in a mist, completely helpless against the pleasurable onslaught on my ass.

Then, it stopped. He pulled out of me and flipped me over before blasting his load right in my face, and it was a huge one. He didn't say anything beforehand and I was not prepared, but I was in such a gay submissive space at this point, I not only opened my mouth to catch as much of his cum as possible, I also sucked on his cock raw, right out of my ass, getting all of the jizz out of him. Then I collapsed back, and he collapsed next to me.

I woke up cuddled up next to him, his arm around me, the morning dawn streaming through the windows. I still felt so small in his arms. Dried cum was all over my face, and we were both naked. I extricated myself from his grip; he didn't wake up. I felt so ashamed and confused about the night before, I just bolted back to my car and drove home. Then I showered, had a bite to eat, and then hopped online to look for more cock. 

I couldn’t help it

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Nothing hotter than fucking a "straight" boy

Have had a few,, get friendly with them, talk sex.. talk about giving them a blow job . and then within minutes, I've had them ass open and taking cock

Only to be stated afterwards.. damn cant believe i let you do that ( lol these guys are bigger stronger than me)

Or God.. next time you got to wear a condom.. Your clean right?

The best place for this was meeting a guy at the nude beach.. and then exchanging numbers and inviting him over.

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36 minutes ago, twoguyssssss4fun said:

Nothing hotter than fucking a "straight" boy

Have had a few,, get friendly with them, talk sex.. talk about giving them a blow job . and then within minutes, I've had them ass open and taking cock

Only to be stated afterwards.. damn cant believe i let you do that ( lol these guys are bigger stronger than me)

Or God.. next time you got to wear a condom.. Your clean right?

The best place for this was meeting a guy at the nude beach.. and then exchanging numbers and inviting him over.

you can breed me anytime

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Getting fucked when I still thought I was straight was incredible. I’d feel guilty and rush away after cuming, but after a couple days I always had to go back for more. My first raw load convinced me to give up on the idea of being straight. A couple more loads and I knew I was gay....As fuck!

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On 12/2/2019 at 11:06 PM, cumhole1919 said:

Great story, well written, credible.  But I'd also like to encourage twoguyssss4fun to write some of his stories.  I love the idea of straight guys giving it up.  Especially if they still think they're straight even though they're getting railed regularly.

That’s me! I still consider myself straight.

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I’m a Straightish Colorado Guy. Recently engaging in a Cumulus Blowout Alone, watching  anal porn.   As the engagements continued til now, I’ve purchased  20-30 dildos, anal vibrators and other anal toys, as well as, 30-50 men’s Thongs , GStrings and other sexy underwear.  It’s really amazing pleasuring yourself Continuously for days.

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On 1/2/2020 at 12:07 PM, DicLuvin said:

I’m a Straightish Colorado Guy. Recently engaging in a Cumulus Blowout Alone, watching  anal porn.   As the engagements continued til now, I’ve purchased  20-30 dildos, anal vibrators and other anal toys, as well as, 30-50 men’s Thongs , GStrings and other sexy underwear.  It’s really amazing pleasuring yourself Continuously for days.

BUT, I’m definitely opened minded and I’m looking for a Ongoing Occasional  parTner.  Thong Bulge is a most . Because I’ve acquired a sexual physical attraction for TransWomen and Sissy’s.   I’m imagining being able to stroke them as I’m inside penetrating them!!  Still searching but hopefully soon![think before following links] https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_12/80D2AA85-0E8E-49BF-9859-E96D8838ABA5.thumb.jpeg.f37037a913f720b961971a90c8703d67.jpeg[think before following links] https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_12/86C38801-3A3E-4300-8868-55532A28EDAE.jpeg.d9f6260353ec50b8f059530daa61d9ac.jpeg

Don’t do it.  Don’t get married to her. Just break it off and concentrate on men.  You’ll be happier in the long run. There will be no need for a double life with hidden gay side .  Too many of us straight men have done it before and end up miserable, either getting a divorce late in life or ruining her life. Just break it off, come out now, it’s easier now than thirty years ago. 

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