How many have had sex with a straight boy?

[tampa24]

That is a very short, but very sweet story Iggy. What you did to that young married military guy is exactly what I would have liked to do to him too.

And I LOVE your avatar!!!

Yes. Great story Iggy.

I love the avatar too Iggy. It makes him look even more like some blonde Greek god who could easily have his image cast into a marble
statue. I'm reminded of photos from some of Ayden's earlier videos.

 

[IggyPop]

That is a very short, but very sweet story Iggy. What you did to that young married military guy is exactly what I would have liked to do to him too.

And I LOVE your avatar!!!

He did keep saying how much he loved his wife throughout the blowjob and after it. I don't doubt that he did, but it was obvious he wasn't getting anything at home.

 

[Beth]

Hey guys. I've literally had two experiences in my life, both in the last 12 months.

There's been a building site two doors up from me for most of the last 12 months. When I was working from home, I kept staring at some of the young tradies. Two of them wandered over, I assume flattered. I've always been good at hiding attraction to guys or girls I like. Until now.

These two initially made a point of showing off their bodies to see if I could stop myself from staring...I couldn't. So I made a point of showing my interest. They started chatting, seemed genuinely interested in aspects of gay / bi life. They also assumed that I, as a bi man, had ready access to party drugs. One day, out of the blue, the louder one asked about me being bisexual having seen me with an attractive young women; asked straight out what I enjoyed about playing for both teams. I gave my standard answer; namely that I found women frustrating sometimes and told him I'd never met a guy who didn't enjoy aspects of gay sex if they loosened up their attitudes. Mentioned that guys give better BJs because they have a penis...A few weeks later they challenged me to prove it. I did...they kept coming back for months and I'd deepthroat their cocks and swallow their loads. After a while, the quieter one started to come around well after work. Eventually, we slept together. Gave him the full treatment, bare sex and all. Became a regular thing. He would sometimes come over during the day and spend his load. Had straight threesomes with him. The louder one worked it out and made a point of 'catching us'...For a while, I was copping them both. The younger, reserved one (Sam) even started to flip. Building site is complete now so they've gone. Sam is pretty much bi now (I told him he was hetero flexible). Have taken him to a sauna a few times and the boy loves cock. And his GF encourages it.

The other is a kid I've been going to gym with for years. I generally don't fancy young guys but Daniel was always an exception. I've secretly fancied him since he was 16 or so. Black hair, brown eyes, the whitest skin. Great kid. He's 21 now and has full on chest hair...and I adore hairy young guys. But the best thing is that he's a great kid. He was looking for an older mentor and we always talked about a lot of things. By way of example, he had an issue with weed a few years back; he and I talked about it and got him through it.

Daniel had no idea I was bi until he met a mate of mine and his younger BF who use party drugs sometimes. Daniel, against my advice, wanted to try them. Long story short, he caught up with my mate's BF, tried them, went there during an orgy and decided to join in. Got topped a few times that night and is now an absolute cumslut. And, yes, we do. Whenever he decides he wants sex (topping or bottoming), he comes to my house. Stays over a few times a week.
And he was amazed to realise that I've always fancied him. Basically, I'm in love - and lust - with the guy. And he's the first guy I've ever become truly versatile with.

Thank you for sharing that...with us and them! I still tell Steve (my husband) he would love it a guy fucked him; he enjoys me, he'd enjoy the real deal!

 

[Beth]

Incident 1: A young married man saw me at a book store looking at gay porn magazines. I tried to move but I knew he saw me. He was also in the military so I was a bit scared he would say something. He met me outside and we went to his car where I gave him a blowjob. He had a small dick but he shot a big load. He was nice looking and did smile when he saw me a few times later (although we never hooked up again).

Thanks for telling us about "Incident 1," somehow though, that makes me think there are more?! Don't be shy...

 

[IggyPop]

Incident 2: The college boy.

This was at a bar and I started to talk to this nice looking college boy. He asked if I was gay and said it didn't bother him if I was. Well, he went to my dorm with me and we fooled around. He was a bit husky, had blond hair and was not very big (Needledick A Bugfucker) but he did have a perfect bubble ass which I played with. He didn't want to be fucked, but blow jobs were given and received. He was unmarried but had a girlfriend at home.

Those two are the only ones with small dicks I had fun with. Next up: Redheads, brunettes and bad straight boys.

 

[Beth]

Incident 2: The college boy.

This was at a bar and I started to talk to this nice looking college boy. He asked if I was gay and said it didn't bother him if I was. Well, he went to my dorm with me and we fooled around. He was a bit husky, had blond hair and was not very big (Needledick A Bugfucker) but he did have a perfect bubble ass which I played with. He didn't want to be fucked, but blow jobs were given and received. He was unmarried but had a girlfriend at home.

Those two are the only ones with small dicks I had fun with. Next up: Redheads, brunettes and bad straight boys.

Oh my, you do get around...luckily! So do you ever try to play a straight guy, or do you just let the guys know you're gay and into them?

 

[jayshaw]

I have had sex with 5 st8 guys. I would say that four of them are 90% str8. The other is 100% str8. I met him 6 mos. ago. He was doing yard work for me. He is a very cute guy, He has a nice build, works out at the gym several times a week. I let him know that I was gay and made sure that he saw me looking at him. The weather was very hot so he removed his shirt. He had on short,tight cutoff jeans. When he saw me looking at him he would grab his crotch and pull and play with it. Several times he worked up a hardon. I would tell him that I could give him some relief if he wanted it. He would just laugh and say not now Iam not gay. This has continued for months and I can not get in his pants. I have made some progress. On four occasions he has let me feel his hardon through his jeans. On one occasion I played and rubbed his cock and he got a big ,thick hardon. Iam sorry to say I actually begged him to let me suck him off. He wouldn't let me, but said that he would let me rub and play with his cock through his jeans. It wasn't what I wanted, but better than nothing. He lay on a lounge chair,I sat next to him and started playing. As I rubbed and played with his crotch, his cock got rock hard. He started getting into what I was doing to him and begin to hunch and push his crotch into my hand. He was so turned on that I begin to rub his bare chest and play with his nipples. His nipples were sensitive and he would moan as I played with them. This lasted for about 5 minutes and then he told me to stop. He said if I didn't he would cum. Again I ask if I could suck him and swallow his load. He still refused. He stood up quickly and said he had to go and pick his girlfriend up from work. I was disappointed that I didn't get what I wanted. There's always tomorrow and I will try again.

 

[Ambivalent]

Wow -

You guys have had such interesting lives. . . all I want, is sex with a nice GAY BOY, who loves me too! LOL!

"A"

 

[mikeyank]

I have had sex with 5 st8 guys. I would say that four of them are 90% str8. The other is 100% str8. I met him 6 mos. ago. He was doing yard work for me. He is a very cute guy, He has a nice build, works out at the gym several times a week. I let him know that I was gay and made sure that he saw me looking at him. The weather was very hot so he removed his shirt. He had on short,tight cutoff jeans. When he saw me looking at him he would grab his crotch and pull and play with it. Several times he worked up a hardon. I would tell him that I could give him some relief if he wanted it. He would just laugh and say not now Iam not gay. This has continued for months and I can not get in his pants. I have made some progress. On four occasions he has let me feel his hardon through his jeans. On one occasion I played and rubbed his cock and he got a big ,thick hardon. Iam sorry to say I actually begged him to let me suck him off. He wouldn't let me, but said that he would let me rub and play with his cock through his jeans. It wasn't what I wanted, but better than nothing. He lay on a lounge chair,I sat next to him and started playing. As I rubbed and played with his crotch, his cock got rock hard. He started getting into what I was doing to him and begin to hunch and push his crotch into my hand. He was so turned on that I begin to rub his bare chest and play with his nipples. His nipples were sensitive and he would moan as I played with them. This lasted for about 5 minutes and then he told me to stop. He said if I didn't he would cum. Again I ask if I could suck him and swallow his load. He still refused. He stood up quickly and said he had to go and pick his girlfriend up from work. I was disappointed that I didn't get what I wanted. There's always tomorrow and I will try again.

Damn that turned me on! I'm glad I posted the link to this thread again as I was hoping to read something like your story Jayshaw. The fact that so many of us have fantasies for such actions is why so many of us joined this site in the first place. If this guy ever lets you finish him off, please get back to us! Thanks.

 

[mikeyank]

Wow -

You guys have had such interesting lives. . . all I want, is sex with a nice GAY BOY, who loves me too! LOL!

"A"

Ambi, your perspective is very reality based and of course the chances for finding true love in a guy who starts out as apparently totally straight are minimal. However there are a good deal of gay men with straight boy fantasies, based on the number of internet sites which focus on this premise, and for me reality is much hotter than fantasy and so I appreciate and get turned on by real experiences that we may have had with these elusive, but often such hot self proclaimed straight boys who when the circumstances are right, delve into the other side of the sexual spectrum. And I do love reading about other folk's success stories!

 

[Ambivalent]

Ambi, your perspective is very reality based and of course the chances for finding true love in a guy who starts out as apparently totally straight are minimal. However there are a good deal of gay men with straight boy fantasies, based on the number of internet sites which focus on this premise, and for me reality is much hotter than fantasy and so I appreciate and get turned on by real experiences that we may have had with these elusive, but often such hot self proclaimed straight boys who when the circumstances are right, delve into the other side of the sexual spectrum. And I do love reading about other folk's success stories!

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That's cool.

"A" XOXOXOXOXO

 

[Kylebrand]

His name was Ron. We were teamed together as "buddies" when we were ashore in Vietnam. Our mission was to recover 100's of dead bodies and stuff them with all their limbs, if possible, into body bags. We felt like sitting ducks when swimming/wading in the water. When snipers started shooting from the trees, we went under the "Agent Orange" water and swam behind the skiff taking cover. At night we went ashore and made camp. Our camp moved around a lot because we covered a large area of water.
The rule at night was to never leave camp without your buddy. There were many reasons to leave. To dig a hole for a latrine, to score the world's best and cheapest "smoke" from a nearby villager.
Ron had a wife and kid back home, so I was surprised one night after our evening smoke when he opened a conversation asking me "have you ever thought about doing another guy"? I eased into my confession, then asked if he had thought about it?
That was all for that night. We went back to camp. Later that night/morning we came under fire. Our sharpshooter took out the sniper high up in a tree. After that we couldn't have a fire. Cold MREs everyday.
One night Ron and I went for our evening ritual. Very dark in the jungle, no campfire. Ron brought up the subject of man sex again. He said he was thinking about it.
While passing our cigarette to each other, sitting close on a log Ron kissed my cheek. I told him that was nice.
Everyone in combat is scared, wondering when your time is up. This fear helps throw caution to the wind. I kissed him back, nibbling on his neck. He threw his arms around me and I did the same to him. We hugged and squeezed each other. His dick was hard. I started to run my hand down there. He moaned. I unbuttoned his belt and pants, leaving the zipper up. We started kissing on the lips. He undid my pants. I felt his hard dick and started to rub it. We hugged and kissed cheeks some more. Our eyes met, like they never had before. He didn't want to go further, so we kissed on the lips and went back to a very dark camp. We lay down next to each other.
Sometime in the night i felt his hand.
The next night we walked away again, finishing what we had started the day before. We did oral and hand jobs a few more times, but he was concerned about his wife and kids.
One never knows what you'll do if your life could end at any moment. Ron and I are best friends to this day. Nothing is ever mentioned about our escapades in the war. He is African and I am Swede, a match made in heaven.
I found out that there were many many GIs doing the same thing. Loneliness and fear; being held tightly is a good panacea.

 

[mikeyank]

His name was Ron. We were teamed together as "buddies" when we were ashore in Vietnam. Our mission was to recover 100's of dead bodies and stuff them with all their limbs, if possible, into body bags. We felt like sitting ducks when swimming/wading in the water. When snipers started shooting from the trees, we went under the "Agent Orange" water and swam behind the skiff taking cover. At night we went ashore and made camp. Our camp moved around a lot because we covered a large area of water.
The rule at night was to never leave camp without your buddy. There were many reasons to leave. To dig a hole for a latrine, to score the world's best and cheapest "smoke" from a nearby villager.
Ron had a wife and kid back home, so I was surprised one night after our evening smoke when he opened a conversation asking me "have you ever thought about doing another guy"? I eased into my confession, then asked if he had thought about it?
That was all for that night. We went back to camp. Later that night/morning we came under fire. Our sharpshooter took out the sniper high up in a tree. After that we couldn't have a fire. Cold MREs everyday.
One night Ron and I went for our evening ritual. Very dark in the jungle, no campfire. Ron brought up the subject of man sex again. He said he was thinking about it.
While passing our cigarette to each other, sitting close on a log Ron kissed my cheek. I told him that was nice.
Everyone in combat is scared, wondering when your time is up. This fear helps throw caution to the wind. I kissed him back, nibbling on his neck. He threw his arms around me and I did the same to him. We hugged and squeezed each other. His dick was hard. I started to run my hand down there. He moaned. I unbuttoned his belt and pants, leaving the zipper up. We started kissing on the lips. He undid my pants. I felt his hard dick and started to rub it. We hugged and kissed cheeks some more. Our eyes met, like they never had before. He didn't want to go further, so we kissed on the lips and went back to a very dark camp. We lay down next to each other.
Sometime in the night i felt his hand.
The next night we walked away again, finishing what we had started the day before. We did oral and hand jobs a few more times, but he was concerned about his wife and kids.
One never knows what you'll do if your life could end at any moment. Ron and I are best friends to this day. Nothing is ever mentioned about our escapades in the war. He is African and I am Swede, a match made in heaven.
I found out that there were many many GIs doing the same thing. Loneliness and fear; being held tightly is a good panacea.

Thank you so much Kyle for sharing that with us. It was very touching. Although under far different circumstances, I had sex with a 19 year old straight boy 33 years ago, (just once, as when I tried to initiate it again, he told me no and he later told me that he is glad that he did it, but he is straight and it was going to be a one time thing). We remain friends and he calls me on my birthday every year and we occasionally go to a Yankees game too. He is married with two sons now in their teens, and we don't talk about our encounter either. I am so glad for you Kyle that you are Ron are so close to this day. I find that very sweet that you guys have such a special bond and that you still love each other as brothers who shared the horrors of war as well as the bliss of sexual pleasure together.

Thank you very much for posting your story.

 

[louis33705]

i do have a story to share but I will wait until tomorrow to post. it. It is not a story of me having sex with a str8 friend, but a bromance that developed between us with benefits.

I am on way out the door right now to pick up some chili dogs for supper. Don't feel like cooking. Yes, Mike. My hangout only fixes Nathan's hot dogs, Brooklyn's finest.

 

[mikeyank]

i do have a story to share but I will wait until tomorrow to post. it. It is not a story of me having sex with a str8 friend, but a bromance that developed between us with benefits.

I am on way out the door right now to pick up some chili dogs for supper. Don't feel like cooking. Yes, Mike. My hangout only fixes Nathan's hot dogs, Brooklyn's finest.

As you may recall Louis, I took Peter to the original Nathans in Coney Island as part of his whirlwind "NYC Five Borough Tour." Enjoy your Nathan's hot chili-dogs Louis. And I look forward to your story tomorrow!

 

[peterh6308]

As you may recall Louis, I took Peter to the original Nathans in Coney Island as part of his whirlwind "NYC Five Borough Tour." Enjoy your Nathan's hot chili-dogs Louis. And I look forward to your story tomorrow!

thanks for not posting another pic! I know it took some restraint lol

 

[mikeyank]

thanks for not posting another pic! I know it took some restraint lol

You know me way too well! Stop reading my thoughts, please. lol

 

[louis33705]

thanks for not posting another pic! I know it took some restraint lol

Peter, I did save all those pictures. I could post them if I am feeling a little naughty. But Santa is watching, so I'll behave.

 

[johnny]

His name was Ron. We were teamed together as "buddies" when we were ashore in Vietnam. Our mission was to recover 100's of dead bodies and stuff them with all their limbs, if possible, into body bags. We felt like sitting ducks when swimming/wading in the water. When snipers started shooting from the trees, we went under the "Agent Orange" water and swam behind the skiff taking cover. At night we went ashore and made camp. Our camp moved around a lot because we covered a large area of water.
The rule at night was to never leave camp without your buddy. There were many reasons to leave. To dig a hole for a latrine, to score the world's best and cheapest "smoke" from a nearby villager.
Ron had a wife and kid back home, so I was surprised one night after our evening smoke when he opened a conversation asking me "have you ever thought about doing another guy"? I eased into my confession, then asked if he had thought about it?
That was all for that night. We went back to camp. Later that night/morning we came under fire. Our sharpshooter took out the sniper high up in a tree. After that we couldn't have a fire. Cold MREs everyday.
One night Ron and I went for our evening ritual. Very dark in the jungle, no campfire. Ron brought up the subject of man sex again. He said he was thinking about it.
While passing our cigarette to each other, sitting close on a log Ron kissed my cheek. I told him that was nice.
Everyone in combat is scared, wondering when your time is up. This fear helps throw caution to the wind. I kissed him back, nibbling on his neck. He threw his arms around me and I did the same to him. We hugged and squeezed each other. His dick was hard. I started to run my hand down there. He moaned. I unbuttoned his belt and pants, leaving the zipper up. We started kissing on the lips. He undid my pants. I felt his hard dick and started to rub it. We hugged and kissed cheeks some more. Our eyes met, like they never had before. He didn't want to go further, so we kissed on the lips and went back to a very dark camp. We lay down next to each other.
Sometime in the night i felt his hand.
The next night we walked away again, finishing what we had started the day before. We did oral and hand jobs a few more times, but he was concerned about his wife and kids.
One never knows what you'll do if your life could end at any moment. Ron and I are best friends to this day. Nothing is ever mentioned about our escapades in the war. He is African and I am Swede, a match made in heaven.
I found out that there were many many GIs doing the same thing. Loneliness and fear; being held tightly is a good panacea.

Hi Kyle
Just saying. Liked your post. I never had interest in straight guys.Till Now. Coming out at about 16 in San Francisco there were just so many beautiful gay guy's. And I made a real pig of myself there.lol
But its funny how I am noticing straight guys now. All of a sudden.They are everywhere.
Young ones on the bus. Beautiful young Fathers with there kids at the grocery store.
What has Broke Straight Boys done to me?? Wish I had some good stories to tell like You and mike. And others. But I don't.
Great gay stories though. Did some real sleazy stuff there. Anyway this tread has been a fun read. I'll just stay with gay guys. Less Trouble. HA HA HA
Have a good weekend. Mine just started. xo johnny

 

[stowe1]

I'm not one who feels compelled to reveal every jot and tittle of my personal life except with my few closest friends, but I am intrigued with this thread enough to share a few general things. My journey out of the closet while heterosexually married and raising a family was long. During that time it was most convenient to satisfy my male-male sex needs with hustlers, trade, or escorts, the overwhelming majority of whom was on the straight end of the sexual proclivity scale. I formed close relationships with two of them which lasted long after they moved on from that life. One got married and had a couple of kids, his wife knew our deal; I was the only man in his life and she was okay with that. The other guy never married but had a string of women, but I was it for him on the male side. They had been friends on the street and they were each okay with the other being in my life. They are both unfortunately gone now - much too young; but I was blessed to know what it was to have loved men and to be loved by men.