1st time…
I've often gone to this sex nightclub "The Wet Spot" for years with my girlfriend but hardly much on my own. We'd mostly go there just watch all the queers have sex in public.
One night I was there without her. I think she was out of town on business for a few weeks. The night I went was Gay Men night and I was hoping to get laid. I was so horny, I got inside and there was only one crowd in one of the side rooms, damn near electrocuting this naked, strapped to the table, gay man who was obviously enjoying the electricity.
I walked through the back room that had beds out on both sides of the room and there wasn't a sole there. I went into the front room and took a seat on the swing and thought how nice it would be if I found a guy there and started fantasizing about a slim smooth younger guy laying on one of the beds and me straddling his cock. I had my eye closed for a while just swinging.
After a while, I opened my eyes just in time to see this younger than me, slim, smooth gay man walk out from the back room. He only had on some very tight black jocks. He walked up to me and started talking. He asked me what I was looking for and he put his hand around mine. I told him "Obviously you."
Then he pulled my hand and said "Let's go into the back room". He kissed me when we got to the first bed and we made out while pulling each other’s shorts off. I told him that I would like him to fuck me. So he told me to lie down on the bed and on my back with my legs open. I had never let a man actually enter my ass before. It's always just been about sucking cock and fingering each other’s ass.
This was the real thing. He put on a condom and lubed up my ass and his cock. I told him this was my first time being entered there. He said don't worry, I'll take it slow. He did and after a while B was really fucking me. I was feeling his cock slide slowly in and out of my hole gave me all kinds of new sensations. I could not deny how amazing this felt. I found myself moaning and writhing my body, like some of the women that I've been with in the past, and this was just turning me on more. This must be how it feels for women when I guy is fucking them. I imagined myself to be a woman or at least in a woman's shoes, which I forgot to mention I had heals I wore into the club. B turned my body in so many different positions while he kept thrusting his cock into my hole. With each turn I almost came. I can last a long time but this was almost too much for my poor cock to hold out on. Finally he put me on all 4s in front of him and bent my head down with one hand and the other on my ass, we both came at the same time. He pulled out squirting all over my back, and me shooting my load onto the bed sheets. I collapsed to the side while his cock popped out of my ass. We were spent and I know I felt great.
I rolled over and he kissed me deeply, so sexy. After cleaning up, met in the front room and exchanged phone numbers. I had a 2 year on and off sexual relationship with B. Then every few years we've gotten together and he would fuck me for an evening. That ended a few years ago but I'm still open to B returning to my bed.
—Anonymous
Missing S
I've always had physical relationships with mostly women but every now and then I'd desire some hard cock in my mouth.
My last girlfriend had just died. All I thought about through that relationship was this blonde, tight bodied gay man I had met years earlier and I blew him off after we had sex.
He was gorgeous in the right way. Everything I ever had found sexy in a gay man was embodied in this guy and I could not get him out of my head. I knew where he lived and had driven my girlfriend by his house and dreamed of meeting up with him again.
Well, now that my girlfriend had died, I thought it would be a good way to soothe my grief by contacting him.
I found some old email he sent me and sent him a new email mentioning that I had been thinking of him and wondered if he would be open to getting together again. He said yes and was very excited to hear from me. I went over to his house in Ravenna on a Sunday in December. It had been raining and was cold outside.
He was waiting at the front door when I got there and he let me in.
I was so excited that I was shivering. I walked with him to the kitchen and he gave me some water. He had a white robe on with white socks. He looked cute but I wanted his feet to be naked. I've got a little bit of a foot fetish.
His big dog Angel was following everywhere, which made me leery to make a move on him. I didn't want Angel to start barking at me. So I sat in a chair with my legs folded under me. Angel was laying in his lap and at his feet, which seemed like a barrier, despite the fact S laid on his back on the couch. I was getting turned on but thought it a good idea to talk for a while, which we did. My feet were bare and getting cold. I told him so and he got up, came over to me and took my hand and said, "Your feet will get warm under the covers in the bedroom"
With that line my cock snapped to attention.
As soon as I got in his bedroom I took of my clothes faster than I ever did before and S was kind of amazed at how fast I was naked and in his bed. I lay on my back and after he took his robe off I asked him to put his cock and balls on my face. He got on top of me and first dipped his hairless balls in my mouth and then rubbed them all over my face. He did the same with his cock. Then he asked me what I wanted to do. I said I wanted to wrap my legs around him while he fucked the hell out of me. He got between my legs, put on a condom and lubed up his cock and my asshole, slowly sliding his finger in and out of my hole.
GOD, I wanted his cock inside of me! Fuck me S I started to demand of him. He proceeded to slowly slide his cock inside of me and then once I got used to it being inside of me, I started to relax and it started to really feel hot. S fucked me with my feet over his shoulder, he fucked me with both my legs facing to the left, then both to the right but the one that really seemed to do the trick was when S had one but my legs between his legs and the other straight up in the air with my toes pointed.
That was a big turn on for both me and S. First I said that if there was such a thing as an anal orgasm, I just had one. Right after that, S came all over my stomach. He pulled out of me abruptly, ripped off his condom and then all this sexy hot come was laying on my stomach. I asked him to rub it into my skin. I want to smell like you for days, I said. He did so but then I took a shower before I left.
He was very sexy in the afterglow as I started freaking about having sex with a man so soon after my girlfriend's death. So I made some lame excuse and slinked out his front door. I've felt bad about doing that every day because that was the start of running away from S instead of running to him. He was so open and inviting, always a loving nature about him, and I ran away from him. I was scared of admitting that I could love a man, instead of a woman. I was in love with S and still am, even though he moved out of state. I've been in the closet about my sexual fluidity. It totally stopped me from being in a relationship with S. I've since come to terms with that and would so much welcome into my life any other man that I fall in love with.
—Anonymous