Me too. I like the thought of a gay guy cheating on his boyfriend and fucking pussy, then later the cuckolded gay boyfriend sucks his boyfriend's cock not knowing that he's sucking leftover pussy juices off his boyfriend's dick. I also like the idea of a gay guy having to watch as his boyfriend fucks pussy, then the gay guy has to lick the boyfriend's cum off the woman's pussy / eat pussy for the first time. Another fantasy would be a gay guy coming home and catching his gay boyfriend in bed with a woman, and he's upset and disgusted but surprised to find he has a raging boner. He's pissed at the cheating boyfriend at first, but soon he's seduced into joining in and the two gay guys DP the chick, take turns getting blown by her, then line up to cum on her tits. One last fantasy: reverse bait bus. A gay man is blindfolded and told that he's going to get a blowjob from a man, but when he takes it off he sees that a chick is sucking his dick instead. He's pissed at first, but he's told that he can fuck a man if he fucks a woman first. He fucks the woman, but gets tricked and never gets to fuck a man.
Yeah. Recently, those kinds of thoughts turn me on so much. I mean, a gay married man cheating on his husband with a woman.
A fantasy: A gay married man, in his forties, finding himself craving for a hot girl. Her tits, her thighs, her butt. He wonders about the sensation of being inside her tight pussy with his thick cock. The thought of him taking her clothes off, kissing her tits, spank her, kiss her deeply while he is thrusting his cock inside her makes him hard and precums.
Masturbation was the only way to release himself until a weekend when his husband was on a business trip. He let his lust drove him to explore his desires for her so he invited her to his house. And, basically, to his bed, where he makes love to his husband, but not so much lately. He knew she felt the same way about him.
...
He was speechless, setting across his bedroom, not hearing what his husband was saying on the other side of the line. He was staring at her laying on the bed, naked, resting.
He was impressed by how his body had responded naturally to a naked woman and how it had felt so good. Then, he began to remember the sensation of her soft skin, her tits against his chest, his hands caressing her butt. He thought about how her moans aroused him more so he thrust his cock in her pussy harder and deeper. Fuck!, her pussy tightening his cock, her arms around his neck, her legs wrapping his hips while she was having an orgasm, made him feel powerful. He was hard again.
He hung up and walked towards the bed feeling more confident this time. What a way to start a Friday night, he thought. Seeing her inner thighs and then a glimpse of her pussy took away any remaining doubts.
Did he feel guilty? No. Not even that Sunday evening when he drove her to her apartment and kissed her goodbye (looking from outside, it seemed they were dry-humping, ha). Her body just makes him want more.
No, he didn't feel guilty, or at least he hadn't had thought about it. Maybe when his husband backs from his trip.
Nevertheless, he knew he's not going to stop seeing her.
