Stories of Sex With Straight Men

[Guest BenDover]

After reading postings in the Deli about the "reality" of sex with straight escorts, I couldn't help but remember a couple times I know I had sex with straight men. I, too, hate the labels, and this posting isn't about whether or not people identify or label themselves as gay, straight or bi. Its just remembering times when you know for a fact that you had sex with a straight guy.

 

I joined a dance performance group in my younger years, and the other male in the troupe was a guy named Ron. Within the first week or two of joining the troupe, it was obvious that the only reason Ron was in the troupe was because he was madly in lust and love with Janice, the founder of the dance group. He worked really hard at his dance, and it showed, and it was clearly to impress Janice, who also was pretty taken with Ron.

 

Anyway, the three of us became fast friends. We danced about 5-8 hours a day, performed regularly and did just about everything together. I was still in the process of sorting out whether or not I should come out as a gay person, and one night the three of us were sitting around Janice's apartment talking, smoking dope and drinking wine, when Janice said, "Please, don't tell me your gay. I really wanted to fuck you." Well, I let out a nervous laugh, fearing that I was going to have my first heterosexual experience. And I do mean FEARING. I also had a HUGE crush on Ron.

 

We were incredible friends, and we continued to talk, and Janice pretty much led the way for the events that continued that evening. I confessed my crush on Ron, who was already very aware of my feelings for him. Janice suggested a three-way, and I declined. She then asked Ron if he had ever had a gay experience, and Ron stated that he never had wished that he could help me out, but that he just didn't think it was possible for him to do. We continued talking until late into the night, and Ron and Janice finally went to bed and I fell asleep on the couch in the living room.

 

A while later, I woke up with a big cock staring me in the face, hard and glistening. I looked up, and there stood Ron, a big grin on his face. He didn't say a word as he pulled my head up to his crotch and I began to lick the head of his cock. He was unsure of what to do at first, but soon we were on the floor rolling around with him kissing me and pulling at my ass cheeks. Every once and a while, he would pull back from me, kind of laugh and shake his head as though he couldn't believe what he was doing, but then would dive right back into the wrestling. It was unbelievably sweaty and hot and I was really impressed with how open and experimenting he was. It became obvious that I wanted him to fuck me, and at first he was afraid he would hurt me, but he said, "Man, I gotta' fuck something, and your ass is looking mighty fine." It made me laugh. He was very gentle and cautious, but that soon ended when I somehow let him know that I wasn't a fragile toy and really wanted a solid fuck. I kept challenging him to really pound me and really go animal on me, which he ultimately really did do. To say it was intense is a great understatement. When we finally finished, I'll never forget how completely depleted we were. He couldn't even lift his head off my chest.

 

The next morning, the three of us laughed about it. It was all Janice's doing. The two of them went to bed, and sexy Janice got Ron all worked up with foreplay and kept talking about how turned on it made her feel to think of Ron fucking me. Ron said he got into the idea of it turning Janice on, but after he and I got started, all he could think about was fucking my ass. He also said that he had never fucked a woman like he really wanted to and that I was the first fuck he had done where he really let loose. He said it felt like sports. I couldn't have agreed with him more.

 

I also found out that Janice observed the whole thing from her bedroom and had her own private little party while watching. She also insisted that Ron fuck her like he had fucked me.

 

We never did it again, but I had wonderful fantasies about the experience for years to come. I know this sounds kind of like I'm bragging about this experience, and I guess I am a bit, but it was a hell of a good fuck. One of the benchmarks I kind of compare all the rest of them to.

 

Anyone else have a good story of fucking with a guy you are pretty much convinced was straight?

[CT Dick]

>

>Anyone else have a good story

>of fucking with a guy

>you are pretty much convinced

>was straight?

 

No, but I'll give this one a 9.5 on the Woody Scale.

 

Dick

[ericmagyar]

Just a brief note: a friend of mine invited a straight man to a party. On the way home, he was being blown in the back seat of the car by a gay man. He insists that he is very much straight. The next time he was at a party, he was at a VERY GAY party. There he complained about - of all things - probably the only other straight man there supposedly starring at him. Go figure!!!!!

 

Eric Magyar

http://ericmagyar.com

[Guest]

>After reading postings in the Deli

>about the "reality" of sex

>with straight escorts, I couldn't

>help but remember a couple

>times I know I had

>sex with straight men.

 

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>When we

>finally finished, I'll never forget

>how completely depleted we were.

> He couldn't even lift

>his head off my chest.

>

>

>

>He also said that he

>had never fucked a woman

>like he really wanted to

>and that I was the

>first fuck he had done

>where he really let loose.

> He said it felt

>like sports. I couldn't

>have agreed with him more.

>

>

 

Maybe I'm a little cynical, but I'll always have a tough time believing that a man who can be so passionate in lovemaking with another man is entirely heterosexual. I have met a number of men in my day who lived a heterosexual lifestyle (some even married), but after a time realized they could never feel the same passion for a woman as the could for another man. I did have something of a fuck budy for a while who was this big ripped construction worker. He had very mixed emotions about his homosexual feelings. In fact, when I came, he would have to get quite drunk to have sex with me. Interestingly, he was a bottom, and his wife used to use a dildo on HIM when he was married (he never identified himself as straight or gay to me).

Personally, I could hardly even get an erection if I had as much liquor in me as he had when I fucked him. The fact that he could consistently shoot as much as he did with all that liquor on board just proved how very gay he was. Eventually, he did get tiring, but he was actually a wonderful lay despite all the liquor on his breath...

If you want my personal opinion, you don't go to a Mexican restaurant if you want good French food. Nor would you go to a pizzeria for sushi. So if you want hot sex with another guy, I think it makes sense to go to someone who'll have the hots for you, namely another gay guy...

[BewareofNick]

About ten years ago, I had an experience with a straight friend of my brother's. I should preface that by saying that for about 5 years, from the time my brother was 19 until he was 24, I used to regularly suck his dick. It had started out as a sort of financial arrangement. My brother had wanted this stereo and asked me to buy it for him. I laughed at him of course. He said that he was willing to do 'anything' for it. (Just so it's clear, I have always been very fiscally responsible and my brother could never hold on to a paycheck. I'd always been attracted to my brother, he was 5'11" 155 lbs with a nice body and a thick 8 inches.

 

I told him if he wanted that stereo, I'd buy it for him, but he'd have to start letting me suck his dick. I said it as a joke, because I never EVER thought he would do such a thing. He was the type that had a different girl every weekend and even when he did have a steady girl, he was always going after lots of pussy on the side. He said yes, and that night, for the first time, I gave him head. It would not be the last time.

 

He would often came dragging in late at night, and if he hadn't scored with whatever girl he was with, I'd be between his legs shortly thereafter. Sometimes he'd have me take care of his morning wood and other times he'd want to 'borrow' money and I'd get it then. We don't do it anymore (he's married and has three kids) but he tells me that no woman has ever given him head as well as I did.

 

He also had a friend named Matt who stayed with us for a while, and Matt was a walking fantasy: 6'3" 170lbs, shoulder length blond hair, golden tan, ripped body, awesome 6 pak and also a good thick eight inches. I was home alone with Matt one day. My room was the converted garage of our folks house and the door opened onto the laundry room. I had the door open and in comes Matt, fresh out of the shower and only wearing a towel. As he's getting his clothes out of the dryer, I am of course checking him out. The next thing I know, Matt's standing there in the doorway with a shit eating grin on his face. I blush, embarrassed that I've been caught and go back to my computer. Next thing I know, I feel Matt's hand on my shoulder and I turn around. He's not wearing the towel anymore. My GOD, it was beautiful. I look up to his face. He smiles and nods at me and I am just frozen in a misture of fear and anticipation. He grabs my hand and places it on his abs. I put my other hand on his thigh and lean forward to suck. It was about ten minutes of absolute heaven, between his cock in my mouth and my hands roaming everywhere. He finally grabbed my head and started fucking my face until he blew his huge load in my mouth. I licked him clean and he said "Thanks".

 

It only happened one other time. He came home with my brother drubk one night and they both stumbled into bed. About 30 minutes later, Matt walks into my room in this leopard print speedo type underwear and I get to service him a second time.

 

I asked him the next day what that was all about and he said that he always wondered what it would be like to have a guy give him head. He never ever seriously pursued the idea until my brother told him I was gay. Matt always liked me, so the idea intrigued him because he felt so comfortable with me and I had never tried to make a move on him. I said I understood the first time then, but what was the second time about. He just smiled that smile of his and said, "I was horny"

 

God bless straight men

[Guest SeaGuy]

Fuck these stories (and the guy's with the straight married fuck buddy) have given me a serious hard-on (not to mention a fit of envy.}>

[Guest JT]

>you don't go to a

>Mexican restaurant if you want

>good French food. Nor

>would you go to a

>pizzeria for sushi.

 

Well, several years ago, I saw a guy in a Chinese restaurant who insisted on ordering southern fried chicken. His female companion/wife wanted a hot turkey sandwich. Go figure!

 

 

So

>if you want hot sex

>with another guy, I think

>it makes sense to go

>to someone who'll have the

>hots for you, namely another

>gay guy...

 

Maybe some straight guys are like some of the juices we buy in the supermarket. They may say pineapple juice AND 100% juice on the label, but if you read the label carefully you'll find out it's NOT 100% PURE pineapple juice (i.e. it's mixed with other types of juices). Maybe some of them are straight and 100% straight on the outside label, but they're really NOT 100% PURE straight in the inside (especially when you're inside them or vice versa)! ;-)