Supermanct Posted Thursday at 08:02 PM Report Posted Thursday at 08:02 PM When I first started having sexual thoughts and ideas about being with another man, one of the first things I did in an attempt to begin exploring was scroll through the m2m ads on Craigslist and doublelist. It’d get me turned on reading what other guys are looking for and seeing what’s out there. I became more curious and eager to see if I could actually meet someone even if it was just to chat back and forth, share fantasies, talk about sexual experiences with other men, etc. Being that I had just gotten engaged a few months ago to the sweetest and most perfect girl I’ve ever met before, I had to be careful not to get caught… so I created a secret email account that I could hide on my phone and use whenever I wanted to do my exploring… I went from just responding to ads that other men posted, to posting some of my own. It was an innocent and discreet enough way for me to test the waters, meet some guys, and possibly see if I could ever meet someone to help me take things one step further. After a few months I had a few older guys in my area who I’d email back and forth in an attempt to finally get together to do all of the things we’d been talking about and fantasizing of doing if we were to meet. I strung guys along and continued to make it seem as if I was serious about meeting in person, but could never actually follow through bc I’d be nervous or scared or paranoid I’d get caught. Months turned into a year and I’d chatted with tons of different guys about a wide range of things that we’d do. Not many guys would continue to entertain me after a few failed attempts to meet, but there was one guy who I had ended up continuing talking to on an off. He was a pretty laid back and easy to talk to type of guy, seemed like the normal horny kind of guy who you’d come across thru personal ads. We shared more and more about our turn ons, fantasies, likes, dislikes, home situations, etc. After months and months of us divulging to each other about all things sexual, the things we’d talk about would get a bit more kinky and [banned word] and we uncovered a lot of secret kinks and perverted fantasies we both had but never spoke of to anyone else before. He made me feel so comfortable and open and willing to be vulnerable when we conversed. Eventually we both felt like our connection was genuine and we started to talk about maybe meeting up to experiment and play together. He was much older and had alot more experience with other men, and I was pretty much a clueless virgin that was innocent to some degree and just willing and eager to do whatever came my way and became possible. He would send me emails daily, asking if I wanted to meet, trying to make plans and figuring out where we could go, what we could do, and really trying harder and harder to convince me into agreeing to something. He knew I was extremely nervous and scared to act on my desires and all the things we’d been talking through for what ended up being more than a year. He would propose semi public places that were secluded but not fully secure for us to meet and hookup… he’d tell me that he would meet me in the bathroom of a store or a fitting room so that I could try sucking my first cock…even if it was just for a minute or two. His offers grew more and more tempting to me… he was getting me closer and more comfortable with the idea of a private meeting for a quick oral hookup. Every time he asked and pleaded and pressured me into meeting him somewhere, he came off more and more desperate, and that was kind of a turn on for me. I never got the kind of desire and attention sexually from anyone before and it was exciting to be pursued in the way he was coming after me. …. To be continued…. Quote
Supermanct Posted 4 hours ago Author Report Posted 4 hours ago Continued… there was one week where we were texting each other pretty consistently from the morning till late hours of the night, all in secrecy and when my wife wasn’t around to see or notice. I would stroke my cock and play with myself whenever we’d Chat and I’d get so turned on and worked up, and he knew that…. After a few days of stroking without cumming I was starting to get really horny and in the dirtiest mood… I began to experience these urges that I haven’t felt before and It was so hard to focus or think about anything else when they’d hit me. Like always, the first person I run to, to talk about anything sexual is him, and I shared what I had been feeling and going through and how my thoughts had turned so kinky and dirty and completely revolved around cock and cum… me being a whore and doing things I would never dream of in my right state of mind. I told him how it wasn’t just the slutty fantasies and kinky thoughts I had been battling, but there was a very real and powerful yearning growing deep within me that I felt unable to control or resist, and that was a little scary to think about… my cock had been leaking precum nonstop for more than half of the week and it was crazy how sensitive to Touch I had become. I felt like I was honestly a time bomb just waiting to go off and anything that brushed up against my cock or in the close vicinity would trigger me to lose myself to a release. When I told him about all of this he seemed to be getting a rise out of it and started showing a weird kind of interest in seeing me in this sort of state. He told me that it was the biggest turn on for him to see me getting hornier, kinkier and becoming almost someone completely different in a purely sexual way. He asked me if i liked the way it felt to have such strong urges and to feel them working me up into a sluttier, more desperate version of myself with every hour and day that passes… although it’s slightly scary how bad I wanna let loose and do the kinkiest erotic type of stuff I’ve fantasized and told him about, I did have to admit i was enjoying the level of horniness I was able to experience and how much less I was able to think or process anything logically bc my mind was so clouded with nothing but filthy thoughts and sex. He told me that he didn’t think I would be able to keep going like this, staying horny and playing with myself till I get close to feeling like my climax is near, but then backing off not allowing myself to cum or have any sort of release… he said he was sure there’s no way I would be able to control and handle myself if I tried going another few days stroking my cock on and off all day long without cumming… it almost seemed like he was challenging me or trying to make me prove him wrong, which I found a little exciting and hot. He bet me that I couldn’t last another week and said he was willing to put money on it bc of how sure he was. I accepted just to play along, but in the back of my mind I was actually questioning whether or not I’d be able to handle it… I think he knew exactly what he was doing when he made this bet with me… another few days had gone by and I felt like I was a completely different person… the only thing I could think about was cock, cum, and a whole Lot of other dirty sexual thoughts that would normally never cross my mind. I was well past feeling urges… my body and my mind felt like they’d gotten reprogrammed to be fully and completely fixated and obsessed with being sexually attracted towards older men. My cock leaked nonstop, i continually ran my dirtiest fantasies through my mind non stop, and it was impossible to feel anything but slutty and extremely horny… 1 Quote
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