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TITLE: Anonymous

The issue of biseuality (in this instance male) is one which I find very intriguing. Not that long ago, I, like many others, was of the opinion that those males who said that they were bisexual were either "closeted homosexuals" or, just confused. Since that time, my opinion on male sexuality is that sexuality is on a continuim and - for the most part- most men may have a desired preference for "one or the other", but capable of having sex (and enjoying it) with another male. A few years ago, I was sharing an apartment with a friend of mine who is straight. He knew that I was gay and this did not bother him. Of the two of us, he was quite open to talking about sex - and I was a good listner. He is an attractive young guy and had many beautiful women who were after him. I also found him very physically attractive and was sexually turned on by him. He thought nothing about walking around the apartment wearing just his underware - as did I - except, I had to wear a robe to hide my arousal of seeing him. He on the other hand was quite proud of having me see his erection. Was he teasing me? Possibly, but .. we'll see. We shared the apartment for a few years then he got married and our contcat with one another became less frequent. About 18 months later one evening, I received a phone call from him telling me he was in town (he had moved out of the city) and wondered if he could crash at my place. I said sure and prepared the hide-a-bed for him that evening. Well it was like just old times when he came- we talked till late in the night . I was about to go to bed when he asked me if I had any porn movies. This was a bit of a surprize, but I told him yes, but that they were all gay . He said it didn't matter - so I took out the porn and left him to it. I stood outside the door way while he was watching the movie sitting on the couch with just his boxers. His eyes were glued tothe screen and I could tell from th elump in his shorts that he was excited by the movie. At this point, I was also aroused, not from the movie, but by him. I walked over and sat beside him and watched the movie. I then reached over and placed my hand on his thigh and began to gently stroke it. I then placed my hands under his t-shirt and started to rub his chest and nipples. AT this point the movie was just background. I then got down on my knees between his leg , took his shirt off and started to lick his now very hard nipples. All the while my hands were gently stroking his balls. This teasing continued for a while and I knew that he was extremely excited. I started to lick his balls and then the side of his _____. It was clear that this attentin I was paying to his _____ and balls was a complete turn on and that he would experience orgasm shortly. Well I continued exploring his body , massing his bipples, prostate for about 3 hours! He was completely weak by the sexual attention that I was giving him. It was not only that I was sucking his _____, but providing his body with unexpected pleasure. We spoke about that night a few years later and he confessed that this was the most intensive sex he had experienced. The difference was that while I gave him immense pleasure, I had also fulfilled a fantasy for myself - witholding and giving pleasure. My friend told me that he much preferred women, but that he also enjoyed having sex with me and was intrigued about having sex with other men. Since our time together, he has masturbated with other guys, but has primarily been having sex with women. We get together occasionally and have some of the most exciting sex. He is one of the few guys who can bring me to orgasm orally. My friend is bisexual. I have discussed this issue with many of my straight guy friends - some who have confessed that they are also "curious" about having sex with a guy . Another friend of mine - who is also straight got drunk one evening - i.e. he was now less inhibited - and had me perform oral sex on him. I know he enjoyed it , but due to his peer pressure group - finds it difficult to talk about. We've broached the subject and hopefully talk about it in a more open fashion. So I believe that being bisexual is a a real possibilty. Although th esocial taboo on this matter has lessened - it is still difficuklt for many men.

SEXUALITY: Straight
GENDER:
TITLE: Totally Shocked!!

First off, I'm completely straight, always have been. I've never had gay thoughts or nothing like that. I'm married with 2 wonderful children and have a very healthy sexual relationship with my wife. Since I'm straight, I am embarrassed, confused and totally shocked by my actions. My best friend Paco has been my best friend since we were kids. Paco is Latino and have the typical handsome latin looks that most Latino guys have. Along with his good looks, Paco also has very well shaped legs and thighs. His butt is espcially big and round. I was always jealous of Paco when we were teenagers. He always got more girlfriends than me because of his pretty face and those full buns of his surely got the girls' attention. We never had any sexual experiences between each other and never desired to. We never jacked-off together or nothing like that. We spent most of our time talking about girls. Well, a few years ago when we were in college we decided to join a fraternity. Well, being paddled by your senior pledge brother is common in frats. We were paddled at least twice a week. Hurt like Hell too. At this point, we had never been paddled together. Well, we were all at a frat party one night and Paco's pledge brother decided he would humiliate Paco by spanking his ass in front of a few of us guys. Until you actually get accepted into the fraternity you are subject to this type of punishment, so you go along with it. Everybody was drunk including the guy that was about to spank Paco. It was about 5 of us in this bedroom and he told Paco to pull down his pants and lay across his lap. All the guys were really getting into it, cheering the senior pledge master on and everything. So Paco was laying across this guys lap with nothing but his underware on. I was totally stunned by the next move. This guy snatched down Paco's underware in once quick move and started spanking the hell out of Paco's ass. I can't explain what happened to me but all of a sudden I got a super hard on. It was so intense that I thought I was going to shoot a load in my pants. I was so turned on...I just couldn't believe it. I'm completely embarrassed by the thoughts I was having. I was almost in a trance. Watching Paco get his big booty spanked gave me the hardest hard on I ever had. I suddenly started seeing Paco's body in a totally differnt manner than I ever had. I was ashamed of my thoughts. I remember loving the sight of Paco's ass glistening with sweat, the way his ass was bouncing all over that guy's lap from the pain, the red hand prints on Paco's ass, the way Paco's head jerked upward with each smack. The redder Paco's butt got the more I got aroused. That guy was really spanking Paco hard too. Before long Paco's entire booty was glowing bright Red and Paco had tears coming down his face. I hate to admit it but I remember thinking...spank him harder...tare his ass up real good...etc. After it was over Paco's ass was cherry Red with welts on it too. Man...he must have spanked him for 10 minutes straight. After it was over we left immediately. It really stung because he was still kind of crying in the car a little. Paco was embarrassed about me seeing him getting his naked ass spanked and him crying because he definitely didn't want to talk about it, so we never did. I didn't know what to think about myself after that. Were those gay feelings I had? Is it just a spanking fetish I'm developing? I have no idea. That was a couple of years ago and I still ask myself questions like...If Paco is my best friend, why did it turn me on to see him screaming in pain...why did the sight of Paco's red butt turn me on...why did I wish I was the guy spanking Paco. We nevered talked about it and went on with our lives and everything. We're still best friends and hang out together. I often wondered what his wife thought when she seen Paco's ass all red and bruised up that night. Now, every time I see Paco's butt I get a hard on. I don't desire to have sex with him or nothing like that but just the sight of his big round booty gets me going. I've seen his ass a thousand times before and never felt these feelings, so why am I feeling them now? I'm straight and there is definitely something wrong with a straight guy getting turned on by another dude's butt. Well, that's my experience folks. I'm not proud of it at all, still in shock actually. I'm so glad I stumbled upon this website. I'm too embarrassed about this situation to ever verbally tell somebody about it. I've seen other stories on this website about straight guys that have a gay thing happen so I don't feel so bad about posting my story here. Thanks for letting me share my story.

SEXUALITY: Bisexual
GENDER: Male
TITLE: First timer with Big Ron

I worked for years as a certified massage therapist in a chiropractic clinic. I used to wish that some of the more attractive female clients would make a pass at me - after all, I was already touching their bodies in a most intimate way, and I fantasized about having sex with some of them on the massage table. What I couldn't foresee was that my first sexual experience in the massage therapy room was going to be with a man - a big, well-endowed and totally engaging older man. He had been in a car accident and needed lots of lumbar therapy. Somehow, he must have known me better than myself, because during our first session he began to fondle my legs while I was working on him. This took me aback, and almost ruined my future with him. But I kept him working on his back while he rubbed my legs. I began to like the feeling of his large hand caressing the back of my knees and the bottom of my thighs. He slowly worked his way up my groin, warming the inside of my crotch with strong left hand. My penis was not hard, I was not into the experience sexually yet, I was just letting my client express himself and ruled it to good therapy for a man in pain. The time came for "Ron" to roll over onto his back. For some naive reason, I was surprised to witness a HUGE lump under the sheet in between his legs. Ron looked me in the face (most massage clients keep their eyes closed) and told me that I was beautiful. In all of my dealings with women until that point, no one had ever called me beautiful. Ron said he particularly was drawn to my lips, and - like a man with no back pain whatsoever - lifted himself up and planted a long, passionate, full-mouthed kiss. It was at this point that I realized that I could really dig this man. The whole sexual response started: tingling in my ears, heighthened skin sensitivity, and a bulging, throbbing _____. Ron was a large man, both in body and in _____ size. He was about 6'4" and 220 lbs, and his erect dick - though I never actually measured it - was more than two of my hand-spans, which is roughly 9 inches. Additionally, his love tool's head mushroomed quite expansively (which I would later find barely fit past my lips). He was a balding, older man, but had deep, sensitive eyes and a lovely mouth. I would later spend much time enjoying his beautiful mouth with my tongue and my _____. "As you can see, I want you bad - right here, right now" he muttered in the voice of a man who'd just spend 30 minutes in a face rest. "You're beautiful, a great massage therapist, and you simply must be gay." My eyes switched back between his own and that huge, curved lump under the sheet. Ron then threw off the sheet to reveal his engorged greatness. I could not take my eyes off that massive, veiny, curved and scarlet _____. Ron lifted his head to mine again and gave me a lingering French kiss that made my knees wobble. And in my weakened state, he guided my head to his throbbing giant. I was dumbfounded, but was nonetheless eager to taste his goodness. Then something kicked in: the blow job I had always wanted from my girlfriends but never got, I gave to Ron right then and there. It was natural. His head barely fit beyond my teeth - but one I had his warm sword in me, I was able to silence my gag reflex and take the entirety of his massage-oiled love shaft down my gullet. I relished that blow job, and Ron did too. He actually came quite quickly, after about 1-2 minutes. I had swallowed most of his cream deep back in my throat and didn't taste the prize of my first blow job until I started releasing his _____ from my mouth. Then, a weird thing happened: Ron fell silent, I went back to massaging him, and we acted like nothing had transpired, until about 15 minutes later, when that big bulge starting growing in his crotch again. "This time, I want you the other way," he said, which I did not understand. Although he had come to the chiropractor with back pain, Ron lept off the massage table with the agility of a teenage and began to shower me with kisses and caresses, meanwhile untying and removing my scrubs (work uniform). "Now it's your turn to be on the table", he said. My _____ was fully erect in my underpants as Ron removed them, which sent my _____ "boing!" up and down against my belly. He bent me over the massage table, face down. I didn't know what else to do except place myself fully in this highly-sexed gay man's care. He squirted some of my massage oil up and down the crack of my virgin ass, and started working that puffy dick of his into my butthole. After a few minutes, with lots of grunting, failed thrusts and incredibly powerful sensations (some pain) on my part, I felt the ridge of his head score a goal and enter my body. Ron had been a little impatient to get his _____ up my ass, but at this point he slowed down, assured that he was indeed screwing a virgin male, and just let his mighty rod hang in my ass for a while. With slow and steady movements, he worked himself in and out of my oily butt. I would later recognize that the curve of his dick, which points upwards, fits my own internal anatomy quite well when being serviced doggy-style. I had never been penetrated and screwed by a man before. The sensation was that of tingling throughout my being, confusion about my gender, and the desire to service this big, hot man until he'd satisfy himself in a huge climax up my ass. He started slow, and took his time (I ended up 15 minutes late for my following appointment), but before it was over, he was humping me fast and furious, and all I could do was clutch the massage table and scream. Yes, I found this out: I am a bottom, and I am a screamer. Ron pumped be good and hard for about ten minutes. When he came, I didn't feel a gush of warm cream, or anything like that. I think he had already unloaded most of his butter down my throat. But what I loved most about Ron's orgasm then (and other ones which followed) was that we got into a groovy rhythm of sex that totally encapsulated me, such that I knew when he was going to come probably even before he did. We were sweating. We were dancing like demons. He pounded my virgin butt hard with his huge _____ and I loved it. As the volume of his bellowing evened out with my pathetic screaming, I felt his shudders, his focus, his climax in me. He then plopped down right on top of me, pushing me flatter against the massage table, kissed the back of my neck several times and then gasped "I think I could fall in love with you". Ron came back many times for 'massage therapy'. I started scheduling his appointments after hours when the rest of the staff had left. Over about 4 months, we had sex about 30 times: I became quite intimate with his body, the gyrations of his _____, the taste of his cum. I think we did it all, except I never penetrated his rosy touche with my hard dick (something I still fantasize about). We even went out to dinners and movies together, but eventually just fell apart. I haven't had a male lover since, but often wish I could feel Ronnie in me again.

SEXUALITY: straight
GENDER: Male
TITLE: A New Way Of Life

We must have been around nine or ten. I was spending the night at his house, and his parents had way since went to bed. A night-light in the room provided us with the means to stay up and giggle quietly. He began tickling me, and I don't remember him easily tickling me lower and lower, but I think that's what he was doing. He asked me if I wanted to see something that felt really good, and I said sure! He disappeared under the covers, and I remember feeling his hand fumbling around with the elastic of my undies. He found his way in and it felt so good when he rubbed over my little pecker, and around my balls. I didn't know a thing about sex, therefore I had no idea of what he was doing. At once, it felt incredible and warm, at the same time. I felt down there to see what he was doing and when I felt that it was his head, I pulled him off. I guess it shocked me! I asked him what he was doing, and he put my finger in his mouth and showed me. Then he asked me to do him. I went under the covers. I can still smell the boy aroma of when I found his pecker. He had already pulled 'em down for me. I took him into my mouth and started sucking up and down, just like he had showed me. In no time his little thing started pulsating in my mouth. It jumped - jumped - jumped - then he pushed his butt up off the bed, pushing his dick as far into my mouth as he possibly could, and held there for a second or two, his dick still jumping - real hard - in my mouth. Then he pulled away real quickly and wouldn't let me touch it. He told me I did good, and now it's my turn. I laid on my back and he did the same to me. Maybe I saw him do it, and I had to do the same, but I did. When I got the "good feeling" my whole body jumped a couple of times, like I was being shocked. Then my pecker started jumping, real hard like, and my back arched. I pushed it far as I could into his mouth. I couldn't control myself. Then I couldn't stand it anymore. It was too sensitive. I immediately went home and showed my best friend what I had learned. I think I spent the next two years with his dick in my mouth.

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