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anyone know who the writer of the tony and jeff stuff is? that shit makes, me, HOT
 
Boots said:
anyone know who the writer of the tony and jeff stuff is? that shit makes, me, HOT
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That's Jobman34. He's written a few over the years. In fact, I think he's even posted comments, if not stories, in the earliest posts in this very thread. :)
 
Juicy Lucy's
By BallsToTheWall​



"Juicy Lucy's," Liam read above him as they walked through a plain, nondescript door, "Do I even want to know where we're going?"

James was being his usual mysterious self, up to something. Whenever he was called out on that aspect of his personality he would affix a pious look on his face and exclaim about his innocence. Anyone who saw James knew he was many things, but innocent wasn't one of them. It was like calling a crocodile cuddly, or a snake cute. It just didn't sit right.

He was a walking contradiction: he was an educated man, learned in science and philosophy, yet he was singularly the biggest womanizer his friends knew.

The massive bouncer blocking their way was at least a head taller than the three approaching friends, and more than twice as wide as them. Dressed all in black and listening intently to his headset he dwarfed them, giving them a no-nonsense glare that said he would tolerate no bullshit before he pointed them over to where they could check their coats and pay cover.

"I don't like this," Liam whispered in Noah's ear as he rooted in his wallet for the extortionate amount of money they demanded for cover.

"Relax," James reassured his friends with a toothy grin as he ushered them in through a heavy curtain. He looked to all the world like the devil himself at that moment. A fallen angel was an apt description of him.

James had brought the guys out have a little fun, after learning about Liam, and his boyfriend, Jason's latest fight. This time, they'd decided to take a short break, probably for a couple of days, while they cooled down a bit.

It was dark, lit by black lights. Neon glowed brightly everywhere, and at one end stood a cabaret-style stage with a brass pole. The body of an half-naked woman wrapped around it. She was peeling off her bikini top and swinging and swaying rhythmically to the beat the music.

The guys turned towards James accusingly.

"What?" he asked, extending his hands and feigning innocence. "You should know better; as if I'm not going to take you to a strip joint."

"But," his straight friend, Noah desperately tried to tear his eyes off of the girl, and be a good friend to Liam, "this is all about Liam. We're supposed to be out tonight, trying to make him feel better, with everything that's been going on between him and Jason.

"Would either of you have come if I had told you the truth?" James grinned. "Come on, it'll be fun! Plus, when Jason hears about this, he can't accuse Liam of getting up to no good, here, like maybe he could have done if he was in a room full of half-naked, sweaty guys instead. And anyway, I reserved a table down front."

"This still doesn't seem fair to Liam," Noah intoned as he shook his head.

"Stop being such a pussy. I know exactly what I'm doing," James replied slyly, clapping a hand on his shoulder. "Come on; we're here now, might as well enjoy ourselves." Noah just thought that James was being selfish, and cared more about his own entertainment than cheering up Liam.

Meanwhile, Liam stood frozen just inside the door, his jaw hanging open. Disbelief had replaced reality for a moment. It was a surreal experience for him, all he could do was stand stock still and stare at what he saw in front of him. His mind raced through a hundred different places at once. He had seen naked women before, sure, but never like this. He had been to strip shows, too, but ones with hot, sexy male dancers, who had certainly not done the things these girls were currently doing. Not to mention the fact that he had been prepared for that. For this, however, there was no preparing himself for this. He tried to work out what he should do, but nothing worked. So that was how a shock victim felt.

"Uh-oh," Noah said looking concerned for his friend, but still managing a grin, "We broke Liam."

James walked up and took the shattered gay man by the arm and guided him towards their table. "Ahhh, it'll be good for him, show him what he's been missing out on these years." James said with a wink to Noah.




"I...err...well... ahh..." Liam stammered as they sat him down.

"Great," Noah muttered, "not only am I at a strip club, which will cause my girlfriend to kill me, when she hears about it, but my best friend is now catatonic... James, fix it."

James pulled out something grey and spongy from his pocket that he placed on Liam's tongue. "Swallow," he instructed. Liam did as he was told.

Noah looked concerned, "What did you just give him?"

"Oh, relax," James said, waving over a barmaid, a busty girl in a cowgirl outfit, with most of her ample sized chest, besides the nipples, exposed to all. "It's OK, just a little something to loosen the man up; he'll be fine, we're all right here." He smiled at the barmaid, "Hey, we're celebrating. I have three hundred dollars here; let me know when this runs out, and if there's any left at the end of the night, you go ahead and keep it, hon."

She nodded as the wad of twenties vanished, "So what are you boys gonna have?"

"Bottle of champagne," James ordered. "Put it on ice, we're going to have some drinks first. I'll have a club soda, any brand's fine." With Liam now out of the picture someone had to be the designated driver, and James had decided to be the responsible one.

"Beer," Noah chimed up. "Regular draft's fine."


She turned to Liam, who was beginning to feel himself relax, "Rye and coke..." he began.

"Liam..."Noah warned, a concerned note in his voice.

James stopped him, "He'll have a bottle of water... in fact if he asks for anything else, just give him water."

The busty bar maid glanced at him and shrugged, "Sure thing." She gave him a winning smile, "Let me know when you're ready for that champagne. I'll tell the bartender to keep it on ice."

"Thank you," James said as she turned around and his eyes trailed down her figure. Both straight pair of eyes at the table did; she was wearing a tiny checked shirt and those tight, snakeskin-print pants, and...

"Good evening," a voice boomed over the speakers. The music had stopped and the girl on stage was getting down. "And welcome to Juicy Lucy's where we have the most beautiful ladies on earth to give you guys what you want. That was Suzie, she is now available for private dances, just ask for her at the bar. Next up we have Louise, give her a big hand."

The guys around them cheered, and Liam watched, amazed, a warm feeling spreading through his body. He'd never been to a strip show like that one before.

Everyone clapped as a bright spotlight suddenly illuminated a figure in the center of the stage. She was all legs and hair. The music began in earnest as Louise got to throw her clothes around. When the busty barmaid returned, Liam chose to help her pass around the drinks as the other guys at his table were too engrossed in the show to even notice that their drinks had arrived.

There was a burst of noise that caused Liam's head to snap around. The guys were laughing hysterically as Louise perched herself on the rail that separated the stage from the tables. She was growling at Noah; she snapped her teeth at him and growled again.

Noah turned a shade of red and laughed good-naturedly. He raised his glass to her, as she turned to point her smooth round ass at him.

James howled with laughter, and Noah tried to look composed. Liam was sitting back down on the edge of his seat as he grinned from ear to ear.

Louise spent the rest of her five-minute number gyrating her hips in Noah's direction after stripping down to just a pair of fishnet stockings and a pair of red high heels. She presented her breasts to him, as she dropped lower so that he could get an even better look.

Noah smiled and pulled out his wallet just before the music faded. He clambered over James and leaned on the rail with a bill in his hand.

Louise eyes glowed happily as she stuck a leg out at him. Noah closed his eyes and Liam laughed even harder as he took a sip of Noah's beer. The bill safely in her garter, Louise blew Noah a kiss before she darted off stage.

The guys cheered as Noah sat back down, showing he was a good sport even though he was embarrassed.

Liam continued to laugh. A little too hard. His eyes floating everywhere at once. He was in a happy warm place; it didn't matter where he was, it didn't really matter who he was. He could just enjoy the moment and leave everything else for later. They were just three old friends in a bar celebrating; who cared if a half-naked girl was waving her womanly bits at them. He simply pointed at it and laughed, being one of the guys.

"Liam's baked," James observed, ordering up another round. "Think we should take advantage of this situation?"

"Hell, yeah!" Liam replied. But not really having a clue what his friend was talking about. He seemed thoroughly amused by the whole situation.

"He'll be OK tomorrow, right?" Noah asked worriedly. "I mean, I'm not going to have to explain to everyone why he is still fucked up."

"Relax," James said with a sly smile, without explaining further "I hear the call of nature. I'll be right back, ladies."

Noah stood as well, and headed towards the bar for another drink.

Liam, his eyes still wandering around uncontrollably, trying to see everything at the same time, leaned in to the empty space Noah had just left. "Hey, where'd everybody go.

"Welcome back," Liam shouted above the music, as Noah returned from the bar."

"How are you feeling," his friend asked.

"I have this warm gushy feeling all over me," Liam explained, "but I can still form a coherent sentence, which is good..."

James returned and noting that Liam looked a little more lucid.

"Alright!" the DJ's voice boomed throughout the room, breaking through the music. "That was the lovely Britney. Now I hear that some poor bastard is about to spend the rest of his life chained to some woman..." the DJ droned on about this being someone's bachelor party. But the three friends weren't really paying attention.

Liam felt like whatever James had given him and returned with a vengeance. He couldn't help it; he cracked up into laughter, for absolutely no rational reason, as he slowly slid beneath the table. "Jees! What did you give him?" Noah muttered.

It had been a set-up from the start, Liam in his half frazzled state of mind figured that something was up. He had become the targeted victim, but for exactly what purpose, continued to elude him.

Wait, no that's not quite right, he knew exactly how he got into this. James was ultimately always the culprit. Although having no idea what had been in store for him. He found himself in a position unable to do anything to stop it, even if he did. He was still struggling against fits of giggles as whatever James had administered to him continued to work its way through his system.

Somehow, Liam had found himself in the dancer, Louise's clutches, trapped. The private VIP booth offered him nowhere to run and all he could do was sit and try to endure the experience. It was as if the combination of drugs, music and the fact that she was stripping in front of him had displaced his mind from his own body. He could still see, but neither act nor speak initially. He was a passenger along for the ride in his own life. For once he had no control over what was happening; he could only sit back and watch through his own eyes as she performed privately, just for him.

She had maneuvered him exactly into that position, luring him away from the table when she been asked to by his cunning friend, James. Liam had just assumed she was being sincere, so had followed the half-naked woman back into the private booth. His own naïveté and total lack of experience with such things left him oblivious to anything being awry until it was far too late.

He stared at her now from the chair she had sat him in. She was pretty, he supposed, dressed now in a white lacy lingerie thing and smiling at him like the cat who had finally cornered the canary. He coughed and tried desperately to think of something appropriate to say.

"I'm gay," he told her. It was the best that he could manage at the time. He was firing on only one cylinder, and that one had blown a gasket along the way.

"I know," she replied as she began to dance for him to the sharp back-beat of the music, running her hands over herself seductively.

He arched his eyebrow; so much for that plan. He tried again, "You do realize that..."

She ignored him as she slipped out of her bra and straddled his lap, staring deep into his eyes. He looked down at what she was offering him, so close and intimate and surprisingly, inviting.

Louise brought he large, soft breasts up to Liam's slightly unfocused face and rubbed them against him side to side. Liam's slack jaw dropped and he could taste her slightly clammy skin against his cheeks, and and feel the small nubby nipple, brush past his opened lips.



Louise then sat on Liam's lap and the heavy pressure from her near naked ass, amazingly, had a shocked Liam's cock quickly inflating inside his pants.. Louise leaned in close and they kissed. Liam's lips automatically followed along to the movements of hers. It felt like bolts of electricity going through his body. 'Who knew where this girl's lips had been', Liam thought, 'right now I'm beyond caring' he decided. Liam could not remember the last time he had shared a kiss with anyone, while feeling so much passion in it. Louise's slender body wiggled closely against his firmness, and she sighed with every kiss. 'So much for being gay,' she mused.

When the next song began, Louise got back to her feet, and immediately, Liam's lap felt much colder and empty.

For the first time, Liam looked at Louise, really looked at her. Studied her large breasts and noticed the tiny barbell piercing through her left nipple.

'So that's what I felt against my face,' Liam thought. Kinky. He kind of liked it.

Louise approached him once again. And then she put her hands on his thighs and slid them up towards his crotch. Louise went down on her knees between his legs and ran her hands over his cock as it lay wedged into his pants leg at a slightly uncomfortable angle. He noticed that this was his first real erection brought on by a woman.

Liam had to readjust himself, and without noticing, the tip of his erection was now poking a little outside of his waistband.
Louise gave Liam a flirtatious smile and pressed her breasts over his groin.

Then she stood up and pulled down her tiny bikini bottoms to reveal what Liam found to be, a quite incredible ass, and not just for a woman, he realized. The very pink lips of her pussy were also quite visible from behind. She kicked away the bikini bottoms, and turned around to reveal she was shaved bare. She looked so appealing to the very confused Liam. She climbed onto his lap – rubbing the moist lips of her tight pussy over the large bulge in his pants. Liam was feeling more turned on than he could recall being.


Louise's sexy, very feminine body slid down Liam's male physique – letting her nipples brush over his face. He caught her pierced nipple between his teeth and teased it, gently, breathing in her pleasant aroma. She moaned with pleasure and fumbled for the fly of his jeans. He tugged ever-so-gently on the nipple ring and Louise almost lost it – grinding her naked pussy on his leg. Her fingers tugged at the top of his jeans and the bare skin of his hard cock was now exposed to her.

Louise's eyes never left Liam's hard gay cock while she gently pulled down his zipper – exposing more of his thick seven-inch length. The swollen purple head was exposed to her first. Then came the rest of his thick shaft pulsing with every nervous heart beat. He sat still, not entirely sure what to do next. But found himself, for the first time aching for a woman to reach out and grasp his cock.


Louise leaned down low and allowed her bare nipples to graze against his exposed penis. And as she did so, Liam shuddered and almost felt like he was going to come right then. This was an incredible tease and Louise was working it for every ounce of sexual tension. Her fingers grabbed the waist of his jeans. Liam lifted up so she could slide the jeans and boxers down to his feet.


And now Liam was, sitting right there, being completely exposed to a woman for the first time. All the way naked from the waist down with his so-called gay dick, throbbing, sticking straight up in the air, without protest.

Louise then turned around with her back to him and pressed her bare ass against his cock. Shocks of lightning bolts burst through his entire body. The soft, smooth skin of her bare ass slid along his thick meat. Some leaking pre-cum of his left a sticky trail across the surface of her buttocks. Louise turned around the face him, reached down and ran her fingers along her slit as Liam cupped her soft tits with his hands. For the first time in his life, Liam held a pair of breasts. He gently squeezed them between his fingers and marveled at just how warm and spongy they felt. 'These lumps of flesh are actually pretty fun to play with,' he told himself. He could finally understand the appeal of them. She reached down and ran her fingers along her slit as Liam continued to explore her tits.

Louise bent down and grabbed Liam's steel hard cock. Her hand felt wet and slimy against him. Her grip was coated in her own juices, as she milked him and rubbed his dick up and down.

After a few moments, Louise stood up, leaving behind a very flustered Liam. "I'm going to give you an extra special experience, cutie," she told him. "This might be your one and only time to sample goods like these, and you seem 'up' for the occasion," she teased him with a sly smile.

"You don't ha.."

"Shhh.." she told him. "Try to relax a little. I just wanted you to know I don't usually do something like this." She smiled.

Then Louise returned to her knees, in front of Liam, wrapping her small hands about around his hardness.

Her hands so much softer and more gentle, than the ones Liam was used to, with Jason's much larger, calloused hands. Her hands felt heavenly against his cock. He had never looked so big. She stroked him softly, almost adoringly, for a couple of minutes.

Then she bent down and gently kissed the head of his cock. Still high and horny from whatever it was that James had given him, Liam almost came at the sensation of her warm lips gently touching his swelled glans. He let out a moan as Louise took him in, agonizingly slowly, inside her mouth. When Liam's cock touched the back of her throat, she just as slowly withdrew from him. She paused at the top, licking the shiny purple head, and started swallowing his length once again. Liam could not recall Jason being able to take his full length so smoothly. Clearly Louise knew how to manage a cock as just as good as a gay man.

It was only moments later when Louise climbed on top of Liam's lap, reaching down and taking his length into her.

Liam gasped out loud in shock, unprepared for the exquisite feeling of his cock sinking so smoothly into the warm depth of her.

Louise lowered herself down completely, until Liam was fully encased inside her, and they both let out a powerful moan, as their bodies connected together. She sat there for a little while, clutching, and gripping her moist tunnel that was wrapped tightly around his tool. Her expression telling him that she was enjoying this just as much as he was. Soon Louise began to move up and down on his lap, in full strokes, slowly increasing in her pace above him.

Her pussy was so tight, Liam realized as he groaned at the feeling of the snugness. A little shocked at the way they fit so perfectly together. He'd heard that women were supposed to be much looser than guys. And yet, Louise was manipulating Liam's hard shaft in ways he was not used to. As she thrust, she would squeeze her spongy walls around him, sending waves of pleasure through him.

"Nnnng.. yeah. I love your hard dick! She moaned."

" 'huff!' me too. I never imagined having sex with a chick would feel like this!"

"I'm so glad to hear that!" She said between moans. "So which do you prefer?"

"Yes! No contest!" He groaned.


Liam ran his hands all over Louise's body, exploring new feminine curves, mounds, and soft skin. Everything about her was so pleasing to touch and see. The soft curve of her back, with sweet indentations right above her round buttocks; her stomach with the tight abs. Her small, smooth and very kissable neck - all were a source of pure, sensual joy, eager for him to discover.

Watching the rise and fall over her body over his, Liam's face only inches away from her bare chest, he reached out and took a hold of her breasts again while she continued on riding his cock. Liam rubbed her nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand.



"hmmm!," she moaned. "Keep that up. I love it when my nipples are played with."

Much too soon for his liking, Liam could feel the oncoming climax building up, he was just about to tell Louise to slow down, when she suddenly slammed down on his lap and clamped around him. Liam was amazed to feel her pussy rapidly spasm all around him, clutching against his cock like a velvet vice. She grabbed hold of Liam's head and pulled him hard against her breasts and cried out as she experienced a powerful orgasm around him.

This pushed Liam over the edge as well, and his throbbing cock erupted with a string of copious and thunderous shots of cum inside Louise's cavern. Her tight walls were still squeezing and clutching against him as he came down from one of the most powerful orgasms of his life!

Then Liam raised his head and pulled Louise down for another lustful kiss, thanking her for giving him this very special experience, which had been almost like divine revelation for him. He had never known like it.

Liam was dumbstruck. This wonderful moment they just had shared together made the mundane sex that he and Jason regularly had feel pretty bland and boring, by comparison.

"That was unbelievable," he told her. "I can't believe it. How can it feel so good? I'm supposed to be gay!"

Louise giggled and pressed her lips softly against his, and kissed him briefly, before pulling back.

"What can I say? I'm just that good," she smirked and wiggled her narrow eyebrows at him, teasingly.

"Does sex with all women feel like that?" Liam asked, looking a little befuddled.

"I can only go by my own experience," she told him. "And they usually end just like this," she teased, and then wiggled her butt against him, with his sensitive, softening flesh still enveloped inside her warmness, stewing in their combined juices.


****

Several minutes later, a flushed, slightly disheveled Liam came back to the table, where his friends Noah and James were waiting for him.

James had a knowing smirk on his face. "How was she?" He asked slyly.

Liam took a look at his friend, Noah, who looked a little curious, then he turned to his look at his friend James, with a own shit-eating grin of his own; "I think I should make that break with Jason a permanent one."

"Alright!" James shouted, patting Liam on the back. "Time for that champagne!"

Liam blushed. Clutched tightly in his hand was the small piece of paper inscribed with a phone number. The one that Louise had given him.
 
miztab13 said:
Awesome story Mike! Thanks for sharing! :)
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Thanks, miztab13. I noticed a couple of spelling errors and typos after posting them. Too late to edit them out. Kinda pissed about that. Thanks for checking it out. :D
 
hink13h said:
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Shouldn’t Have Let Yourself Go

Written By spencerwils

It hadn’t even been an hour and Austin was bored. He wasn’t sure what he was thinking, heading to a high school reunion. He was in his early thirties and hadn’t seen any of these people in over a decade. It was probably for the best too.

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honestly,its better when the fic has well known gay men,either real or fictionals

Fanfic in where are known gay characters,either real people or fictionals,are the best.Hope you would write more with other gay porn actors like Jessy Ares,Dirk Caber,Rocco Steele,Manuel Skye,Damien Crose,Adam Ramzi,Colby Keller,Francois Sagat,Logan Moore,Jeesie Jackman,Samuel Colt

Hope to find a good story with Agron the gay characters from Sparatcus.Like tryng to know what it feels having sex with a woman or something like that
 
Glory​
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By BallsToTheWall / MikeT008​



This story is set in a small conservative town on the outskirts of London, during the early 1990s, and focuses particularly, on the life of a gay, closeted teen, eighteen year old Greg, and his not-so-secret admirer, Tammy.

All characters are 18 or over




Homosexuality had only been decriminalized in Britain, for about twenty five years. Gay rights were still rather rudimentary. A government Act, known as Section 28, implemented by the Conservative government of the day, was causing great harm to Britain's homosexual community, and, while there's still some way to go even today, things were a lot worse a generation ago, for the queer youth of the time.

Back then it was still fashionable to express overtly anti-gay attitudes out in the open, without any shame or caution. And grotesque, homophobic slurs were casually thrown around, everywhere. It was still common for openly, or assumed, gay teens to be viciously harassed and bullied at school, and very little was done by the staff to discourage those who were doing it.


And that might have explained why Greg was still a closet case, and still a virgin. It might explain why Greg was terrified of being completely honest about the type of man he was becoming. Why he hid behind excuses after excuses to his friends and family, for his lack of girlfriends, or why he had never gone out on any dates, despite being a popular, and attractive lad. It also explained why Greg felt the need to pretend to be just one of the guys, commenting on this 'slut' or that 'slut's' physical attributes and rumoured abilities. When in reality, he couldn't care less about Samantha Phelp's tits, or Rebecca Harris's long, lean legs, and whether or not her 'minge' was just as ginger as the rest of her. He liked them all as individuals, sure, and felt a little guilty for the way he and his friends casually threw around these girls names, as they gave graphic descriptions of their bodies, as banter.

It would also explain why Greg did his best to avoid one particular girl, Tammy, all the time. The Bitch who was, Greg was very sure, currently stalking him. And he didn't feel bad for referring to her as 'The Bitch' in his head because he felt like that was more than an adequate term to describe her.

First, Tammy made her interests clear to him. But it was innocent and reasonable enough, in the beginning. However, he quickly grew tired of her flirting with him all the time. Greg did his best to put out the flame and let her down gently, but it never worked with her.

He just wasn't interested in her. Not a bit. And no matter how many times he had made that clear to her, she wouldn't relent on her advances towards him.

It wasn't that she was unattractive. Even Greg couldn't ignore the fact that she was a really pretty girl. Her natural fiery red hair, her fair complexion, and her jade green eyes. They had caught the attention of more than a few of her male classmates. The rather impressive size of her breasts didn't hurt her case, either. But she was far too keen on Greg to notice or care what the rest of the male student population thought about her voluptuous figure. However, her efforts were in vain. She was barking up the wrong tree, with Greg. For he dreamed about the same sexy things that she did. Tight, muscular, hairy bodies, firm asses, strong arms, and hard, tasty cocks.



Still, Tammy was adamant. Greg was going to be hers. She would make sure of it. He was just too handsome not to be. He wasn’t a male model but he could have been. He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. His face had a similar bone structure to hers. With high cheekbones, clear, healthy skin and attractive symmetrical features. But where Tammy had deep green eyes, Greg's were a stunning sky blue that Tammy often found herself getting lost in.

In recent days, those striking blue eyes held a look of contempt just for her, as she had tried everything she could think of to win over Greg's affection and capture his heart. She was becoming more careless, more ruthless, and more desperate in her futile attempts. And the more Greg had made himself clear that he wasn't interested in her like that, the more cunning, and sometimes cruel that she had become in response. Sometimes Greg wondered had about her sanity.


Greg had started to panic. On more than one occasion, some insinuations made by her had been rather suggestive about his sexuality. She'd asked if him if he was a poof, and a bender. Commonly used derogatory terms in the UK, for gay boys. She had told him more than once that she could fix him. That he'd learn to love her, and only her. Those and the other unkind words that she said to him, churned away at his stomach. He felt absolutely no attraction towards her or any other girl, whatsoever. Just the thought of doing something with her, repulsed him, and not just because she was a woman, but because of her nasty attitude.

Was she just clutching at straws with her accusations, or was she more on to him than he had thought possible? The prospect that he could be... discovered by someone else, that his secret could be exposed, frightened the hell out of him.

The only thing that seemed to help Greg stay calm was the fact that school would finally be over, for good, in just a few short weeks. And then Tammy would be nothing more than a remnant of his past. Just like the rest of this small, homophobic town. Greg didn't have everything worked out quite yet. He already knew he would be going to the local college and studying journalism there. But after that he wanted to live some place else, permanently. Somewhere bigger, and more tolerant of gay men like him. A large city, perhaps. He'd heard nice things said about Brighton. He wanted to go and explore the gay night clubs, experience the gay life, find a gorgeous boyfriend who loved him, and he loved just as much in return. And then, hopefully, one day they'll settle down and create a new life together.



What Greg didn't know was that Tammy was aware of his recent schemes to avoid her. She'd seen him doing everything he could to keep her away from him at school.

Well, Tammy had been doing some scheming of her own. She wouldn't give up on Greg. Not that easily. Tammy had been stalking Greg for several weeks, now, and knew all of his routines, including what he did outside of school. Where both he and his friends lived, and all the different paths he took his dog for walks. She was nothing if not dedicated to the cause.

Tammy had seen her Greg, hesitate, more than once about approaching a local, well known gay spot. It was a block of free-to-use, public toilets, inside a small building, next to the park.

Inside were six cubicles. At certain times during the week, usually late in the evenings, there'd be several gay or bisexual guys in there, all while being discreet, waiting on someone on the other side of the wall to join them for some illicit fun. To either give or receive, to fuck or suck. All of it being done through the penis-sized holes cut into the walls that separated each one of the cubicles.

The last couple of weeks, Greg would approach the toilets, tie his Labrador up to the rail outside, approach the building, and then look around to make sure no one he recognized could see him. At which time, his nerves would get the better of him, Tammy watched from the shadows each time, as Greg hurried away from the potential "crime scene."

Knowing what the place was rumoured to be, Tammy had put two-and two together and figured out Greg's deep dark secret about his sexuality. A 'perversion and a phase that some disturbed young boys go through,' she was once told by her Catholic grandmother. Now she knew the reason he was avoiding her. And the reason for the lack of interest he had in her, or any other girl, for that matter.

And knowing Greg's habits and secrets, Tammy had started waiting inside the block of toilets, just in case Greg finally found the nerve to go inside and give into his carnal desires. At first she was just going to confront him, get angry and tell him she'd be so much better for him, that was if he even dared to go inside the building. But then a much better idea came to her.


And that's how both Greg and Tammy found themselves together, only one of them willing and knowing, inside a rather unpleasant smelling building, one early summer evening.


The place was pretty hush, but Tammy could hear some other men in the toilets too, inside the other cubicles. All of them except one were presently occupied. Soft grunts and groans, and loud slurping noises echoed off of the bare walls inside. 'It's actually kind of hot, in a way,' she mused.

And there she sat, in the male toilets, on the gross lid of a toilet seat that she covered with toilet paper to protect her nice clothes, with one hand down her skirt, flicking her bean to the sounds of surreptitious gay sex. The things we do for love, she told herself. That's when Tammy thought she'd heard Greg's voice in the distance. It sounded like he was telling his Labrador that he wouldn't be too long.

Obviously Tammy didn't have a dick of her own for Greg to explore so hopefully he would be happy enough just to be on the receiving end of tonight's activities. He'd never know the difference, she thought.

Tammy told herself that she was going to make Greg feel so good that this night, with her, would set the standard for every other sexual experience in Greg's life.

Moments later, Tammy heard the door to the cubicle next to her creak open, and close again. Then the door's lock click shut.

She heard Greg take a deep breath, and knock two times quietly, but still loud enough for the person on the other side to hear, on the wooden panel separating the two of them.

She had to hold back a giggle, as she tapped back on the wall twice, in return. She was really excited and it felt so very naughty for her to be doing this to Greg.

But it was his fault for ignoring her all the time, she told herself. He was finally going to be hers.

Moments later Tammy could hear Greg slowly pulling down the zipper on his pants and then shuffle them down a little.

A few seconds later, a rather long, thick, swollen penis made its way cautiously through the hole, and towards her gleeful face.

'Wow!' Greg's cock was so beautiful, just like the rest of him, Tammy thought. She smiled broadly at his straining, fully engorged erection with the pale blue veins streaking prominently across the blushing shaft.

Tammy reached out and wrapped her fist around Greg's very firm erection. She heard Greg gasp a little as she did so. She began stroking it gently back and forth for a few moments, marveling at the feeling of Greg's thick cock cocooned so lovingly, inside her grip. It wasn't too long before she noticed Greg's cock beginning to leak a thin trail of sticky precum out of its swollen red tip.

She could feel the lips of her pussy beginning to moisten, as well. Greg was making her so wet and he didn't even know it. She had to hold back a moan of her own. The last thing she'd ever want was for this wonderful experience to end, prematurely.


The feeling for Greg, of having his cock stroked for the first time by another man, felt intensely satisfying for him. His aching length frequently twitched and pulsed inside this guy's firm grip. His penis was completely out of his line of sight, in some unknown foreign territory he couldn't explore with his own eyes. It felt so thrilling to him, being exposed this way to a complete stranger like this.

He began fantasizing about the stranger actually being another gay boy from one of his classes. Maybe someone just like him. Someone else who has had to hide their sexuality away in private, and yet still feel the irresistible urge to have a gay experience, in the safest, and only really well known place they could. With the school being in fairly close proximity, it was common knowledge that this place was often used by gay men to swap spit, and other bodily fluids. if there were other gay guys at school, like him, they'd have to know about this place too.

Greg's eyes rolled back into his head. He could feel the guy blowing air, softly, over the surface of his cock, while fondling and massaging his scrotum, and it was driving him insane it felt so damn good.

Greg desperately tried to press his body more firmly against the wall, to expose more of his cock to the stranger. And then he felt the man's soft lips seal themselves around his tingling cock and Greg gasped out loud. He was actually getting a real life blowjob!

The feeling caused by the stranger running his tongue around the underside of Greg's sensitive cock felt incredible. He bit his lip to hold back a louder groan as he soaked up the first-rate experience.

Greg felt like he was in heaven as the guy opened up his whole throat and took almost the entire length of Greg's hard cock into his mouth and down into his throat. Wow! This was amazing. Greg had no doubt that he would not be able to reciprocate just as skillfully as this man had.

Maybe he was actually an older man with much more experience with sucking cock? Maybe he could teach Greg a few things? Greg thought he would cream himself right then and there if it turned out to be one of his teachers. Maybe it was Mr. Mitchel? The slightly flamboyant history teacher that Greg was hoping was also secretly gay? Greg often fantasized about having his cock wrapped in between Mr. Mitchel's sexy lips, and taken inside his warm mouth. Maybe this is what was happening to him right now.

Not knowing which guy it was, was also pretty exciting, in a way. Greg would look at Mr. Mitchel's lips again, tomorrow, and wonder about them.


Tammy was in an heaven of her own making as she took great pleasure in hearing the very audible expressions of delight from Greg that she was causing. She could taste his delicious precum coating the top of her tongue. 'He might be gay,' she thought, 'but his gorgeous cock seems to be a very big fan of mine.'

She couldn't wait any longer. Tammy needed to feel Greg inside of her, to quell the hungry desire burning right at the heart of her centre. She had been wanting this for so long! The tension between her legs had built up to unimaginable proportions, she was dripping wet, and really needed to find some sort of release, right now!.

Tammy turned her back to the wall and felt for the spongy tip of Greg's shaft, which was protruding long and proudly out of the hole in the wall, and she rubbed the tip over the wet lips of her cunt until it was slick with her juices and then she pushed against his thickness and felt the head of Greg's hard cock slide with ease into her like a warm welcoming glove.

Soft gasps escaped the lips of the two new lovers. Tammy's moans remained mostly silent, but it was still a struggle holding them back. Meanwhile, Greg didn't even try to hold anything back, the entire building could hear him moaning wildly, in ecstasy, while his not-so-secret admirer stole his gold star away from him.


Greg pushed and slid inside this faceless man's hot, tight, amazing ass and let out a deep satisfying moan as he bottomed out inside of him. For the first time he was experiencing, intimately, the overwhelming sensation of being inside another guy. The moment he had been dreaming about and was so desperate to experience for so long, had now come to fruition. And it felt just like paradise.

Who knew having sex with another guy could feel so incredible? There weren't enough words in the English language to describe just how good it felt. How could an experience this amazing be so taboo, and so reviled by society? The man felt so unbelievably tight, and wet inside. Greg moaned loud enough for the stranger on the other side to hear him clearly, to let the man know how good this felt, and hoped that it felt just as good for him too. Years of reading online gay erotica, and masturbating to gay porn had not adequately prepared him for this moment.


Tammy could feel the pace of Greg's fucking thrusts increasing, and the moans he made became increasingly urgent. She had never imagined that Greg would be such a loud, vocal lover. But she loved it. She knew the love of her life was now very close to exploding inside her. Something she had planned for, and was happy to have happen to her, since she was on the pill, and not worried about the risk of pregnancy. Although, she had imagined them having children together, and how cute they would be, with Greg being their daddy, and her being their mother. Greg would make a great father, just as he would make a good husband to her, she thought.

Greg's breathy grunts and groans were now even louder, and more intense, and Tammy felt him slow down, and then he thrust himself deep inside her in a few long, desperate strokes. Moments later, she felt Greg's cock twitch and spasm against her, as he emptied his potent seed inside of her thirsty snatch.

Greg's cock remained firmly in its new favourite place a few more seconds, stewing in their combined juices, before he finally withdrew from her.

Moments later, Tammy heard Greg shout 'thanks!' in a loud whisper, then the rustle of his pants being pulled up and the door unlocking. After a few seconds she reached down and ran her fingers along her vulva, which was already leaking a large, sticky trail of Greg's cum, down her thighs and across the floor. Tammy brought her fingers to her mouth to taste Greg's creamy spooge. The aftermath of their lovemaking. The consummation of her cunning plan.

She had won.

And yet she still wanted more.


Greg walked home with his dog, Rusty, being none the wiser, with an unusually large grin spread across his handsome face.

He had finally done it! He felt elated. Since the first moment he had realized he was gay, figuring out what all those fantasizes about making out with other boys, had meant for him, he had fantasized about having sex with another man, and now he had done just that. And it was every bit as incredible as he had dreamed it would be.


When he got back home, his mother, who had been worried about him lately, was in the kitchen drying the dishes from dinner. She noticed his unusual state of happiness, she asked him what had gotten him feeling so cheerful?

"Nothing!" He told her, grinning, as he filled his glass up with a cold drink.

His mother laughed back at him. "I know that look!" She playfully swatted his butt with the dish towel.

"I bet you've been chatting some girls up, huh? Is she a nice one?"

"Is who nice?" Greg asked curiously.

"Your new girlfriend, of course!" She poked her tongue out at him as he danced around, trying to avoid being hit on his butt again.

Greg laughed as he left the kitchen to go up to his room, to recap the special evening, over in his head.

'Mothers' he mused. 'They've no idea.'


The End.





EPILOGUE


The next day, Greg was digging through his locker, trying to find his History text book for his next class, when Tammy approached him.

"Hi Greg, she smiled.

Greg refrained from rolling his eyes at her. "What do you want now, Tammy?" He sighed. "Come to call me a fag, again?

"No, not at all." I just came to tell you what a great time I had last night," she paused before continuing. "and I know that you did too."

Greg turned to stir at her, wondering what the fuck she was talking about now. "Is this another one of your weird games, Tammy, what the hell are you talking about?"

"You know.." Tammy said quietly, "at the toilets by the park..."

Greg's eyes widened in shock. Had she seen him going in there? Seen him leaving a little while later. Had she seen the unknown man he had lost his virginity to.

Greg looked around, slightly panicked. "What are you talking about?"

Tammy grinned. "I'm talking about us, silly! Through the gloryhole." Greg recoiled, his back pressed into his locker as she approached him a little closer, and ran her finger down the front of his shirt. "You tasted amaaazing, last night. But you felt even better inside me. I really want you to fuck me again. But this time we'll do it at my place, when no one's home." Then Tammy stood on her tip toes and kissed Greg his cheek before walking off to her next class, leaving a mortified Greg in her wake.
 
Thanks for the story mike was a great read. Have you got any lined up with muscled burly gay bears fucking women?
 
superchaz said:
Thanks for the story mike was a great read. Have you got any lined up with muscled burly gay bears fucking women?
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Thanks @superchaz I appreciate the kind words.

I have a few already in the works. One of them's a bear. I don't know when it'll be ready though. :)
 
Muahaha!

Very good story as always!

Also here's another series I found on literotica:

https://www.literotica.com/s/str8-sex-to-be-near-gay-dream-ch-01

It's about a gay guy who, in order to get close to his crush, gets involved with his girlfriend.

I could post more of the ones I found, but if you wanna see the source, I just went to gravityyaoi's favourites list and ctrl+F "gay" lol Twas a treasure trove! \o/
 
I've read that one before, it's pretty hot. :D

Unfortunately, I think I have exhausted Literotica's stories of this type. But I keep looking. :)
 
MikeT008 said:
I've read that one before, it's pretty hot. :D

Unfortunately, I think I have exhausted Literotica's stories of this type. But I keep looking. :)
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After browsing through gravityyaoi's favourites, I think it's safe to say I'm in the same position! XD
 
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