Finally gave in and did it
Firstly let me give you some background on me. 26 year old guy. Straight. Engaged to a beautiful girl....well I don't think I will be for long now.
My life is pretty normal in every way except that when I watch porn it is almost exclusively shemale porn or gay porn. I love it, the more passionate the better, I love watching guys fucking slowly and kissing and then finally cumming deep inside each other.
Anyway, I've never done anything gay or told anyone this as I didn't want to upset my fiancée or rock the boat for my perfect life BUT, last night I got absolutely wasted in town and then went back to my mates after because he loves locally and it saved me a taxi fare. Not unusual.
When we got to his we opened a few beers and he put the TV on and it automatically went to the last channel he was on which was a gaychat room channel. He quickly tried to hide it but it got the convo going and it turns out he gets excited by gay porn and stuff. I admitted i did too and I showed him some of my favourite videos online and before I knew it I could see his dick, rock hard pressing against his jeans. He caught me looking, we looked at each other for a while and then before I knew it I had his trousers down and had his dick in my mouth.
Thing escalated quickly and we were 69ing completely naked and living out all our fantasies. After a while I asked him to fuck me and he lubed me up and slowly pressed his dick against my ass. It wasn't easy but it slowly slide in and after a minute or two it felt amazing!
He was on top of me, my legs wrapped around him, his dick filling my ass and we were kissing, just like all my favourite porn. I WAS LIVING THE DREAM. After a while I felt him swell, tense and explode inside me.
We did it a few more times that evening and once this morning. I've now got to go home and either tell me fiancée or carry on as normal to see if it every happens again.
Best night ever though.
Yeah, “wine after beer makes you queer”. Exactly what happened to me in my thirties, I was single, he wasn’t. Things developed. He liked to wear lingerie and he told me he wanted me to tell him what to do, it was utterly wonderful.
One evening we were fucking like you described, his legs wrapped around my torso, I began to orgasm and I kissed him, a long, deep snog.
He seemed a bit ‘off’ after and in the morning he was decidedly uncommunicative.
We didn’t see each other for a bit so I confronted him. He told me things were getting a bit intense and that it was just supposed to be fun sex. Turns out he thought kissing was too queer.
I'm married and have love sucking cock and swallowing another man's cum for years. Not much into ass fucking but I have done it more than a few times and would be a liar if I said I hated it. I just love having a nice cock to suck and consider the sperm as a reward for a job well done.