Does anybody have a hot experience with a straight guy??

[Telstra]

I've got a hot, skinny friend from high school; he's almost too pretty, despite his facial hair. I was even a grooms man in his wedding. 5 years later, and now he's finally admitting to being curious. We were both drunk at home (our respective houses) and IMing when he started talking dirty, lol. Now whenever we are at the bar, he always comes into the rest room to piss beside me ... LOL, even if I'm in a stall pissing into the toilet. Fucker and his beautiful penis gets me hard every time!

And you didn't do anything fun ?

 

[jackinit709]

mmmm omg hooooot

 

[Shelby29]

Yes! Just a couple weeks ago, i met a bi curious guy on grindr... Took a ew days to convince him I was discreet and such. ended up finally picking him up and going for a drive, i jerked hi off while driving, i tried to edge and tease but in like two minutes he came HARD lol

I've been jerked off and sucked off while I was driving but now I wanna be in the passenger seat and do the jerking off or sucking off of a HOT COCK!

 

[Shelby29]

I used to make fake for sale posts on facebook to get a laugh out of my fb friends. I made a post about selling large panties and this guy messaged me (I went to High School with his older brother) and he asked about it make a long story short he said he loves to wear female clothes and sent me tons of pics. To make a long story short we met up and he gave me a blow job in the car and i shot had to be 3 loads down his throat and he swallowed everything. I would come over late at night around 1am and we would park in a dirt road and he would give me a blow job. He ended up getting a girlfriend and we stopped talking

too bad that had to stop cuz it sounded so hot.

 

[jackinit709]

mmm beautiful

 

[USEDCAR]

too bad that had to stop cuz it sounded so hot.

It was an amazing time. The good news is i think him and his girlfriend broke up. He randomly unblocked me and i see "its complicated" on his page. I hope soon he's back to giving me blow jobs.

 

[Outlooker]

I've had a few that I'm convinced were really straight. One, I remember, was a young guy who was waiting for a bus one afternoon at the Port Authority Bus Terminal here in New York City, where I live. He had a great build and wore a white T-shirt and jeans and he happened to be my type, a good-looking young guy from a rural part of the country. He had his ticket and was sitting on a bench with a bag at his feet. I approached him somewhat cautiously and tried striking up a conversation. He seemed reasonably friendly. Among other things, he told me he had been in New York to comfort his aunt after his uncle died, and that he was now on his way back home to get married to his longtime girlfriend. No hope for me, I thought. My gut told me I should get up and leave, but for some reason I didn't. Maybe it was because he had a "farm boy" look and had big biceps and had great pecs under his T-shirt. I knew I should give up on him, but I felt horny, so I continued to sit there and exchange innocent remarks, and after a while I got up the nerve to mention that gay men sometimes hung out at this terminal. He made a face, and though he didn't use any "faggot" words, he made it clear he wasn't interested. Well, if I hadn't had a few beers in me, I might have accepted this as a rejection and gotten up and left. But I had been drinking beer since noon (I was temporarily unemployed), and I thought, the worst he could do would be to slug me, but since we were in a public place, he probably wouldn't go that far.

So after a silence, I managed to say, "Please don't be offended, but I think you are a great-looking guy."

He gave me a funny look.

OK, I said to myself, get the hell out of here. But before leaving, I said, "I'm sorry if I offended you."

"No problem."

I stood up and extended my hand for a possible handshake.

But he didn't take my hand. Instead, he said, "What did you mean by what you said?"

"When?"

"Just now."

"About your looks?"

"Yeah."

How explicit should I get? And how far could I take this? I sat down again and reverted to an old routine that I learned in the service (I'm an Army vet). I said, "I'll tell you something. I'm straight myself, but now and then I've been known to...uh...get together with a buddy."

He looked away. Then, "What do you mean?"

"Oh, just messing around."

More silence.

I said, "I mean, just helping each other out when you need it. When you mess around with a dude, it doesn't mean you're gay or anything."

"Huh?"

"You know. When both of you are feeling horny."

"What kind of person are you, anyway?"

"I'm just a guy."

He looked at a clock on the wall. "My bus is at three forty-seven."

"Well, it's been nice talking to you."

"Yeah."

"We won't see each other again, so..."

"Guess not."

"So long, then."

"So long."

"Have a nice trip."

I stood up to go, but he kept looking at me and said, "Have you ever been married?"

"Once. Briefly."

"Didn't work out?"

"It worked for a while. It's a long story. But I think it will probably work for you. So good luck." Our eyes were beginning to lock. He was almost staring at me. I said, "Could I buy you a beer or something?"

"I guess I could use a Bud."

"So if we...is there a chance you could take a later bus?"

His hand toyed with the handle of his bag. Finally he said, "You're not serious about this, are you?"

"About what?"

"About what you said before."

"I'm totally serious. When I get together with a guy, I don't necessarily expect anything from him. I mean, I really just want to make the guy happy. I do all the work."

"Yeah, but I don't...what would...if you...I mean..."

This guy was too beautiful for a men's room scene. I dug into my mental list of possibilities and said, "I have a friend who has a hotel room not far from here. If I can get hold of him, we could probably get a six-pack and go up there for a while."

He screwed up his face and glanced at the clock again. I was caught between my mounting desire and my own nervousness. After all, he was going home to get married. I had already pushed things farther than I should have.

Finally, under his breath, he said, "I've never done this kind of shit, you know."

"It doesn't mean you're gay. I know you're not gay. Believe me. I've been through this scene myself."

"You have? When?"

"When I was in the Army." (True.)

He gave a little laugh."I think you're crazy."

"I probably am."

Squinting and pursing his lips, he stood up and picked up his bag. So he was going to walk away and get on his bus now. But he didn't. He gave me a kind of twisted smile and said, "I probably could take a later bus, I guess."

The rest of this story went about the way you'd expect. My friend--a salesman I had tricked with a couple of times--discreetly let us use his hotel room, and when we got there I took off his T-shirt and jeans. His body was sculpted. His cock was beautiful and already rock-hard. He lay down on the bed, and I went to work. Though I expected his cock to explode right away, it didn't. I kept sucking on it for what seemed like the longest time, loving every second. I kept on and on, up and down his shaft. But he still wasn't cumming, and soon I began to wonder if he ever would. After what seemed like a half hour (it couldn't have been that long), I pushed myself off the bed to grab a breath, and he said, "Don't stop." So I got down and went at it again. Mostly, through all of this, he didn't give any obvious signs of reacting--I mean, he didn't put his hands on my head or anything. But I knew he was feeling it. During the whole thing, he lay there with his eyes closed looking as if he was dreaming while I continued to suck and slip up and down his cock and take his balls in my mouth then and slide back to his cock. Then, suddenly, without any warning, he gave a yell, and it happened. He exploded into my mouth with an huge load of cum. I licked the remainder off his shaft. He sighed, and--without any more conversation--he gave me a sheepish grin, went to the basin and washed himself off and put his clothes back on and picked up his bag. "I'll get the six thirty-five bus," he said, and as he went out the door, he turned and said politely, "Nice meeting you."

(Think what you will, guys. It's possible he had had some m-to-m experiences growing up in his farm community. I'll never know. I hope he did get married and went on to lead a happy life. Still, this remains one of my fondest memories."

 

[62624rd]

I've had a few that I'm convinced were really straight. One, I remember, was a young guy who was waiting for a bus one afternoon at the Port Authority Bus Terminal here in New York City, where I live. He had a great build and wore a white T-shirt and jeans and he happened to be my type, a good-looking young guy from a rural part of the country. He had his ticket and was sitting on a bench with a bag at his feet. I approached him somewhat cautiously and tried striking up a conversation. He seemed reasonably friendly. Among other things, he told me he had been in New York to comfort his aunt after his uncle died, and that he was now on his way back home to get married to his longtime girlfriend. No hope for me, I thought. My gut told me I should get up and leave, but for some reason I didn't. Maybe it was because he had a "farm boy" look and had big biceps and had great pecs under his T-shirt. I knew I should give up on him, but I felt horny, so I continued to sit there and exchange innocent remarks, and after a while I got up the nerve to mention that gay men sometimes hung out at this terminal. He made a face, and though he didn't use any "faggot" words, he made it clear he wasn't interested. Well, if I hadn't had a few beers in me, I might have accepted this as a rejection and gotten up and left. But I had been drinking beer since noon (I was temporarily unemployed), and I thought, the worst he could do would be to slug me, but since we were in a public place, he probably wouldn't go that far.

So after a silence, I managed to say, "Please don't be offended, but I think you are a great-looking guy."

He gave me a funny look.

OK, I said to myself, get the hell out of here. But before leaving, I said, "I'm sorry if I offended you."

"No problem."

I stood up and extended my hand for a possible handshake.

But he didn't take my hand. Instead, he said, "What did you mean by what you said?"

"When?"

"Just now."

"About your looks?"

"Yeah."

How explicit should I get? And how far could I take this? I sat down again and reverted to an old routine that I learned in the service (I'm an Army vet). I said, "I'll tell you something. I'm straight myself, but now and then I've been known to...uh...get together with a buddy."

He looked away. Then, "What do you mean?"

"Oh, just messing around."

More silence.

I said, "I mean, just helping each other out when you need it. When you mess around with a dude, it doesn't mean you're gay or anything."

"Huh?"

"You know. When both of you are feeling horny."

"What kind of person are you, anyway?"

"I'm just a guy."

He looked at a clock on the wall. "My bus is at three forty-seven."

"Well, it's been nice talking to you."

"Yeah."

"We won't see each other again, so..."

"Guess not."

"So long, then."

"So long."

"Have a nice trip."

I stood up to go, but he kept looking at me and said, "Have you ever been married?"

"Once. Briefly."

"Didn't work out?"

"It worked for a while. It's a long story. But I think it will probably work for you. So good luck." Our eyes were beginning to lock. He was almost staring at me. I said, "Could I buy you a beer or something?"

"I guess I could use a Bud."

"So if we...is there a chance you could take a later bus?"

His hand toyed with the handle of his bag. Finally he said, "You're not serious about this, are you?"

"About what?"

"About what you said before."

"I'm totally serious. When I get together with a guy, I don't necessarily expect anything from him. I mean, I really just want to make the guy happy. I do all the work."

"Yeah, but I don't...what would...if you...I mean..."

This guy was too beautiful for a men's room scene. I dug into my mental list of possibilities and said, "I have a friend who has a hotel room not far from here. If I can get hold of him, we could probably get a six-pack and go up there for a while."

He screwed up his face and glanced at the clock again. I was caught between my mounting desire and my own nervousness. After all, he was going home to get married. I had already pushed things farther than I should have.

Finally, under his breath, he said, "I've never done this kind of shit, you know."

"It doesn't mean you're gay. I know you're not gay. Believe me. I've been through this scene myself."

"You have? When?"

"When I was in the Army." (True.)

He gave a little laugh."I think you're crazy."

"I probably am."

Squinting and pursing his lips, he stood up and picked up his bag. So he was going to walk away and get on his bus now. But he didn't. He gave me a kind of twisted smile and said, "I probably could take a later bus, I guess."

The rest of this story went about the way you'd expect. My friend--a salesman I had tricked with a couple of times--discreetly let us use his hotel room, and when we got there I took off his T-shirt and jeans. His body was sculpted. His cock was beautiful and already rock-hard. He lay down on the bed, and I went to work. Though I expected his cock to explode right away, it didn't. I kept sucking on it for what seemed like the longest time, loving every second. I kept on and on, up and down his shaft. But he still wasn't cumming, and soon I began to wonder if he ever would. After what seemed like a half hour (it couldn't have been that long), I pushed myself off the bed to grab a breath, and he said, "Don't stop." So I got down and went at it again. Mostly, through all of this, he didn't give any obvious signs of reacting--I mean, he didn't put his hands on my head or anything. But I knew he was feeling it. During the whole thing, he lay there with his eyes closed looking as if he was dreaming while I continued to suck and slip up and down his cock and take his balls in my mouth then and slide back to his cock. Then, suddenly, without any warning, he gave a yell, and it happened. He exploded into my mouth with an huge load of cum. I licked the remainder off his shaft. He sighed, and--without any more conversation--he gave me a sheepish grin, went to the basin and washed himself off and put his clothes back on and picked up his bag. "I'll get the six thirty-five bus," he said, and as he went out the door, he turned and said politely, "Nice meeting you."

(Think what you will, guys. It's possible he had had some m-to-m experiences growing up in his farm community. I'll never know. I hope he did get married and went on to lead a happy life. Still, this remains one of my fondest memories."

amazing hot experience/story

 

[seven2go]

^ No kidding........turned my dick to stone........

 

[latinyouth24]

yeah. when I first started exploring, I was traveling for work and ended up in New Orleans. I stayed in a hotel downtown so plenty of people there. one night I was at the bar which was near the check-in area. I noticed this guy with his wife and 2 kids and he looked completely miserable. That's mostly what caught my eye how sad he looked. He was in a tank, what looked like swimming trunks and flip flops and they checked into their rooms. Later on I kinda got horny and got on an app to see who was nearby and this mystery guy messaged me. Said he was in the same hotel with this family but after traveling for a day could use a break from his wife and family and wanted a quick release.

he was really nervous and almost flaked and he finally came and knocked on my door. I looked through the peep hole and it was the miserable guy from earlier! I immediately let him in and he was wearing the same outfit with his wedding ring on. He wanted a dark discrete room so he laid in bed, pulled his shorts off and whipped it out. I started to use my mouth on him. After a few minutes I could tell he was getting close. He asked if he could stand and I said yes. I got on my knees and he started thrusting in my mouth. When he started to moan loudly I tried to pull away but he pulled my head down and released it all in my mouth which caught me by surprise. After he let it all out he literally pulled his shorts up (no underwear) and left. He was a thin white guy maybe in his early 40s and I totally loved that he went back to his family with less stress.

 

[62624rd]

yeah. when I first started exploring, I was traveling for work and ended up in New Orleans. I stayed in a hotel downtown so plenty of people there. one night I was at the bar which was near the check-in area. I noticed this guy with his wife and 2 kids and he looked completely miserable. That's mostly what caught my eye how sad he looked. He was in a tank, what looked like swimming trunks and flip flops and they checked into their rooms. Later on I kinda got horny and got on an app to see who was nearby and this mystery guy messaged me. Said he was in the same hotel with this family but after traveling for a day could use a break from his wife and family and wanted a quick release.

he was really nervous and almost flaked and he finally came and knocked on my door. I looked through the peep hole and it was the miserable guy from earlier! I immediately let him in and he was wearing the same outfit with his wedding ring on. He wanted a dark discrete room so he laid in bed, pulled his shorts off and whipped it out. I started to use my mouth on him. After a few minutes I could tell he was getting close. He asked if he could stand and I said yes. I got on my knees and he started thrusting in my mouth. When he started to moan loudly I tried to pull away but he pulled my head down and released it all in my mouth which caught me by surprise. After he let it all out he literally pulled his shorts up (no underwear) and left. He was a thin white guy maybe in his early 40s and I totally loved that he went back to his family with less stress.

hot story

 

[Confusedbyou]

2019-2020 New Years We all went dancing me and a few buddies and their girlfriends and i went to the boys room. The thing is he was a bit drunk and was more bigger in ass than me. We pulled our junks at the same time in parallel positions from one another but the two penises touched and we exploded right away and we cleaned one another with a paper napkin. Still wakes me up at night i tried t repeat the circumstances

 

[seven2go]

Years ago, before the AIDs thing, I used to visit a porn shop on occasion.
Only on occasion because it was over 40 miles away.
There were video booths there with glory holes.
I was jacking to a hot movie when a hot, younger, guy entered an adjoining booth.
Of course I had to peek to see what he was up to and he did the same.
He saw my cock and asked if he could join me to which I said SURE.
He came in to my booth and immediately set off sucking my cock.
He was totally expert.....running a hand under my shirt and rubbing me (fucking HOT).
While sucking me he ran a finger near my hole at which i flinched.
I have always regretted not letting him finger my hole while he sucked my cock.
At any rate I told him when I was going to cum which made him suck all the harder until I blew my load in his mouth.
He spit but it was still the hottest fucking thing ever!

 

[Newmercedes]

Years ago, before the AIDs thing, I used to visit a porn shop on occasion.
Only on occasion because it was over 40 miles away.
There were video booths there with glory holes.
I was jacking to a hot movie when a hot, younger, guy entered an adjoining booth.
Of course I had to peek to see what he was up to and he did the same.
He saw my cock and asked if he could join me to which I said SURE.
He came in to my booth and immediately set off sucking my cock.
He was totally expert.....running a hand under my shirt and rubbing me (fucking HOT).
While sucking me he ran a finger near my hole at which i flinched.
I have always regretted not letting him finger my hole while he sucked my cock.
At any rate I told him when I was going to cum which made him suck all the harder until I blew my load in his mouth.
He spit but it was still the hottest fucking thing ever!

Hot..... Why you did not fuck him instead?

 

[seven2go]

^ If he was brave to ask to suck my cock I think he'd have been brave enough to ask me to fuck his ass too.......

 

[Newmercedes]

^ If he was brave to ask to suck my cock I think he'd have been brave enough to ask me to fuck his ass too.......

Damn... I really wanna see it so bad... You didn't see that hot young guy any more?

 

[confusedbi]

I had a good friend in high school that when we got to our senior year we both got into weight lifting. We used to go to a local gym and without fail after about 15 minutes, he'd get hard. I was out as a bi guy so I kinda jokingly would tell him I'd help him out (he was hot af). I offered one time and he finally agreed so we went for a run in a park near the gym, went up into the trees and I took care of him. Added bonus was he was nice and sweaty down there with a great smell. After that, I think he'd get intentionally hard so we could go for another run.

 

[Newmercedes]

I had a good friend in high school that when we got to our senior year we both got into weight lifting. We used to go to a local gym and without fail after about 15 minutes, he'd get hard. I was out as a bi guy so I kinda jokingly would tell him I'd help him out (he was hot af). I offered one time and he finally agreed so we went for a run in a park near the gym, went up into the trees and I took care of him. Added bonus was he was nice and sweaty down there with a great smell. After that, I think he'd get intentionally hard so we could go for another run.

Nice Dude. What did you guys do? Did you suck him off?

 

[confusedbi]

Nice Dude. What did you guys do? Did you suck him off?

Yep, I sucked his dick. We went back a few times.

 

[Newmercedes]

Yep, I sucked his dick. We went back a few times.

Nice Did he suck you off? No fuck?