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Have you ever been with a straight guy?

Philsy said:
Yes, and it was incredible. I had been helping a close friend renovate his house. Many hours were spent working side by side, and he would always get a little closer than normal. I didn't mind it at all, in fact, I really enjoyed it. Where he was married with two kids, and was the most machoest, (if that's a word) guy I knew, I never thought anything would ever happen. A little bit about my friend: He is about 6' tall, huge arms, hands and just the right amount of hair on his perfect chest and stomach. He use to lift weights, and now he has just the perfect build. He has a full head of black hair, with a nice buzz cut, perfect smile and an incredible jaw line. Now back to my story. After a long day of work, we sat down, cracked a beer and talked for a bit. As we chatted, he took off his shirt and then his pants to get ready for a shower. This was the first time I had ever seen him in just underwear. Wow, is all I can say. He had on tighty whites, which were in at the time, and with his flat stomach, nice ass and furry toned body, it was so hot. Again, I thought it was a little odd, but I was all for it. He cracked another beer, we chatted for a bit then he headed to take a shower, but left the door open to the bathroom. Unfortunately he was out of sight from where I was sitting, but that was ok. Just the thought of him being totally naked, washing that amazing body just a few feet away had me hard as a rock. I soon heard the water shut off, and him come out of the shower stall and dry off. Then there he was, walking out the bathroom with nothing but a towel in his hands. My jaw hit the floor. I had never seen him naked, and judging by the lack of bulge he had in his pants, I never thought he would be packing so much. He cock was long, thick and heavy. The way it draped over and down the front of his balls made me almost cum. After a few awkward moments, I composed myself, and actually commented on how impressed I was with his huge member. He was so relaxed about it and just smiled and said thanks. He then asked me if I wanted to take a shower as well, so I said sure and followed his lead, and did the same routine. After my shower I walked out of the bathroom and sat on the couch opposite him. Both naked and and slightly aroused, we talked some more , and watched some porn he had put on while I was is the shower. He got up, grabbed a few more beer, but when he returned he sat beside me on the couch. Our legs were close enough to feel the hair and the warmth from each others legs. My cock started to grow larger. Before I knew it, his big hand was on my cock. I was in heaven. I never imagined this would happen between him and I. After a few, I followed his lead and reached over and started stroking his amazing piece of meat. He already had some precum leaking out, he called it his "leaky faucet". I thought that was hot and made me harder. He asked if he could suck my cock, and I admitted I was just about to ask him the same thing. He then got on his knees and worked his way in between my knees and rested his arms on my legs. Soon I felt the warmth of his mouth surround the tip my hard cock and slowly work down to the base. I rubbed his shoulders, arms and head as he sucked me off. I warned him when I was about to cum, but he stayed right on it. I was shocked, but couldn't hold back any longer and shot my load right down his throat and he took it all. It was awesome. I couldn't repay the favor, cause he said he'd have to "perform" for his wife later, but I was still on cloud nine. We hooked up several times after that, and each time it got better and better, but this post is already too long. LOTS OF GOOD MEMORIES *|**|*
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wow, that was hoooooooottt!!!
 
I've been fooling around with my roommate this year, but he doesn't know I'm gay. It's complex. haha.
 
Hmm. Maybe. This is my recent experience:

So, I'm at a bar pretty late with a mate - a gay/mixed one and I end up getting close with a dude. Dunno why but I just approached him and we start dancing. Then we start to kiss right there on the dancefloor and our night becomes this hot dancing, hugging, kissing, fondling flirtation. He's hell hot and very very rugged and seemingly very straight and confesses he's new to this. I ask him if he wants to come back to mine later. So, we get to mine and again he tells me he's pretty new to this. We were both a little drunk, and next morning (when I peek to see the light) our tees are on the sofa so it obviously started there. Anyway, we get to bed and he's right there ready and saying "fuck me man", so I try, but kinda have a malfunction !oops! (alcohol or maybe performance anxiety...sigh....he was fucking HOT) so I decide to just let my fingers try - he says it hurt so maybe good I couldn't perform as I'm large so it would never have worked - and he still says "Dude, I aint been with many dudes" so I realise it's hurting and reassure him it's all cool, meh we can do other stuff.

So feeling a bit embarrassed I couldn't perform I decide I'll blow him off great, and he's hell into it. Dunno why, but I just go until he blows, and I also take his load as he's gasping and just moaning "Dude". He collapses, then after I open my eyes he's on top of me working my cock amazingly. We curl up and he grabs my hand.

I wake up a few hours later, and he's gone.

Gotta say, noone has ever done the runner before and I'm pretty sure I'm not the kind that makes someone want to knaw their arm off to get out. Quite the opposite really. I'm not a real fem gay dude, just an average lad actually, so there was obviously an attraction there on his part too. I have straight mates and hang with them, and am an all round dude.

Guess I'm just curious, based on what I assume from what he said if he's experimenting - is it a common thing for bi/straight/new (maybe) guys to do a runner. Do they freak out?

If it was just a hookup, I'd get it, wham bam blah blah. But we kinda had a mad night out and I met his mates and did the whole drinks, flirt thing. It was hell hot and sweet, we really connected and just seemed to be having a fucking awesome time. Besides, he ob felt fine about displaying affection publicly?

No numbers, first names only and probably both drunk enough to forget any useful information.

Maybe I'm just naive and have never had a runner and been lucky. Thing is, don't hookups just leave immediately or isn't there a vibe?

Anyway kids, that's my answer - so I guess I have been with one, well one that is maybe.

Man, he's been on my mind all week.

Dudes?
 
Speaking as someone who the world regards as straight, but isn't necessarily, I'd say that what happens or does not happen between guys..... just depends on the chemistry between / and feelings of the two individuals, same as in the straight world...........so don't assume you will be disappointed!
 
No, I've never been with a straight guy, because:
a) I've never been a woman, and
b) I've never raped a straight guy (or anyone for that matter...)
 
YUP
- he was a work colleague of mine, and married. We were great friends *first*; we were always on IM late at night, which grew into innocent flirtation.

That flirtation grew into a tryst until I felt guilty.

I know that it takes two to tango, but he definitely instigated a lot of our relations. When I tried to not place that expectation (of physical intimacy) on our friendship, I sensed the tension.

In the meantime, every time we were together, I was falling for him more and more with every day; I eventually sensed that I was giving up too much of myself.

I then wondered what would happen if I wasn't driving the friendship and didn't initiate contact; well, guess what? I never heard from him again, however, I will always treasure that connection.
 
As I have suggested before it is important to remember that our whole culture tells us that it is important to be a regular guy--that is a straight who will probably do what straight guys do: eventually he will marry a nice girl and live happily ever after. But friendships between persons do develop that have no conscious sexual motivation. But when friends bond deeply sex often comes about naturally and it seems so right even if it happens to be sex with another male. It's good IMHO to discover that other side of one's sexuality, even if it turns out not to be the dominant side. And the sex that happens, I dare say, beats anything that comes from mere "experimentation."
 
some kind of drug has to be involved.

the only guy i've ever been with that i know for *SURE* was completely heterosexual and only hooked up with me because he was on drugs. the one-time event happened very unexpectedly, and he had no idea i was gay at the time.

i remember it was spring of my junior year of high school, my friend (who had a girlfriend at the time) was on varsity lacrosse and had a game after school (i had been on jv with him the two years prior, thats how i initially met him), so i went to watch and he won. right after the game he walked over to me and told me he was staying at his parents beach house in venice (we lived in pasadena at the time, which is pretty far considering that it was just to go over a friend's house) but he said he would make it worth my while so i accepted.
the best way to describe my friend would be to say he was... adorable. he was cute more than anything else. not necessarily sexy or even hot, he looked very "boy next door" if you know what i mean.
so when i got to his beach house, i expected there to be more people but it was only me and him. when he answered the door he was shirtless and sweating profusely. he told me he had taken 2 e pills and had saved one for me, which i then took. he blasted music and we acted like stupid fools, doing cartwheels, playing leap frog, wrestling, using the couch cushions as sleds down the stairs, etc. eventually he mentioned that he had some pot in his room he wanted to smoke, so we went to his room and lit up. he turned on the tv, and porn was on (it turned on to the playboy channel), and he left it on, and started rubbing his crotch. i was sitting at the foot of his bed in front of the tv and he casually mentioned that we should jerk off. i obliged and we both pulled out, but because he was sitting above me i could only really see it out of my peripheral vision. after about a minute he asked if he could put on a tape instead because he wasn't feeling the porn on the channel and i said yes. he got up and walked up to the tv, but stood awkwardly slanted so that i could get a perfect side view of his dick (instead of having his ass directly in front of my face). he was HUGE. totally unexpected. i would say a good 8, 8 1/2 inches. so huge i gasped when i saw it. he laughed and started stroking it. i just kept looking at it and eventually he turned to his left after putting in the tape and pointed it directly in my face. i looked up at him and he was looking down at me, just smiling this goofy, stoned smile. if he had given me a "come hither" look i probably would have been overwhelmed and backed out but he always made me feel so comfortable, and the e and pot definitely had their influence, so i just dove in and did it. i started sucking his dick. i sucked him for a really, REALLY long time. i wish i would have noticed the time when i started but i wanna say it took a good hour and 20 mins to get him off. he was very enthusiastic while getting it and was really sweet about it (rubbing my hair and ears, saying words of encouragement, etc) so i tried my best but i guess my best wasnt good enough since it took so effing long)
he said thanks and gave me a kiss on the forehead after. it never happened again but i sortof regretted it because he was a really good friend of mine at the time and thankfully things never were awkward after that, but i always felt that if that never happened, we would have formed a stronger friendship that would have endured and not just ended because we all went off to college.
moral of the story: everything has consequences. when it comes to friends, think before you leap.
 
I have been with 2, not sure if the first one counted. I met him on craigslist said he was curious. He comes over and i suck him, he fucks me cums in the condom. Then freaks out and gets dressed an leaves. Makes me think he's straight but who knows.

Second was more crazy. It was a guy I worked with but we were friends. He comes over with a friend and a girl. We all drink, him and the girl go off to fuck. He comes back stating how it was bad and he didn't even get to finish. I flirt with him, as I've always done. He was considering it. It gets late, so I tell them they can sleep on the couches downstairs. I go up to my bed. 2 minutes later they all come up and get in bed. He says "So is someone gonna suck my dick?". I told the girl I figured he meant her since he's straight So she does while I'm laying on the other side rubbing his chest and belly. Then she's says to me that it's my turn. I was like uh is he gonna let me? Well he did. I blew him a bit and told the girl it was her turn again. She's complaining the whole time. So I went back to sucking him, he shot in my mouth, and I swallowed. He told me I was better in front of the chick. Meanwhile, the other guy is just laying there the whole time. Anyways, things were cool after but I had always had a crush on him so I was bummed when he didn't want more. He went into the army and is really not into even talking about it cause he doesn't want to get found out. It was fun at the time, not so much anymore.
 
I met a guy while looking for an apartment to share with other guys going to the same school. He was a real cutie pie and he and I "connected" instantly. Even though he was quite the girl-chaser, we became really good friends during school, although we did not share an apartment at the time.

During our last semester of school, totally out of the blue, he asked me if I wanted to move to Texas with him and start looking for work there. He said we could stay with his older brother and his wife until we got jobs. I already had a full-time job in the city where we went to school and it seemed a bit crazy to leave that job (which I liked) to chase after the unknown in Texas. Well, the thought of spending 100% of time with this very straight guy, who I secretly a crush on, clouded my better judgment and I quit my job and moved to Texas with him!

Within a month or so we got jobs at the same place in Houston and moved into a one-bedroom apartment together. We had a great time getting to know each other better, but it became increasingly more evident that his feelings for me were not even close to what I was beginning to feel for him. I never expressed the deep feelings I had for him and this became more difficult for me to deal with as time went on. There was never any hanky-panky between us although I fantasized about it many times. I knew he was straight as an arrow and I felt that if I even slightly suggested my homo feelings for him, he would bolt and I would never see him again. For this reason, I hid my gayness very well for years. We stayed roommates for several years and our closeness was evident to all our friends, but his galavanting about with lots of different girls kept any gossip of me or us being gay from ever surfacing to my knowledge.

I never really tried anything of a sexual nature with him. The closest I got was giving him a full body massage when we returned home some evenings after he played a grueling hour of basketball in an amateur city league he joined. (I was the team's manager) As I would work on the muscles of his calves and thighs, he would eventually always turn over onto his stomach and let me massage him in this position. While I somewhat suspected that he was getting a hardon, I never actually saw it. I had plenty of opportunities to see him naked and looked forward to each morning when he would bound out of bed, toss his underwear into the laundry basket in the closet and walk past my bed with his involuntary morning erection. I frequently used this image to jack-off as he showered.

As time went on I felt that I had fallen in love with him even though I also felt this would be the end of our friendship if I opened up to him. So, years went by with my feelings held in-check to "save the friendship". After almost 4 years of living together (3 different cities) we finally parted and got places of our own, although in the same city in So. California. We remained close friends and frequently socialized quite a bit, but he dated what seemed like every girl he met and during each separate dating period he would tell that "this might be the one".

I also went my own way by seeking out my sexuality through the gay bar scene. While I never actually "came out" as gay for years to come, I think that I subconsciously never wanted my best buddy to know about me.

In hindsight, of course he knew what I was all about! In fact, a few times he showed up at the door to my apartment after he got off work late at night. He asked me if he could sleep on my couch as he had a class to attend in the early morning and did not want to drive all the way home. My place was less than a mile from the college where he was attending some classes and he lived about 15 miles away.

After spending several nights on my couch he asked if he could sleep in my bed because my sagging couch gave him a back ache in the morning. I did not give this a second thought or have a problem with this and never expected anything sexual to happen.

Over the next several weeks he spent a few more nights at my place and then one night he rolled on top of me and woke me up. He appeared to be still asleep while doing this and I did not think anything of it because while we were roommates he had walked and talked in his sleep numerous times. The very next time he stayed over, it happened again in the same way, only this time he planted a kiss on my mouth and I did not stop him. I could not believe it was actually happening (even though he appeared to be doing this in his sleep and maybe thinking it was a girl he had kissed). I suppose I could have pushed him gently off of me and that would have been the end of it, but I didn't. I wanted to see where this was headed and he was the one initiating the contact, so I felt I was not violating him. As he continued to kiss me, he actually parted my lips with his tongue and we "frenched" for what seemed like a long time. I felt our tongues exploring each other's mouths and he began to dry hump me while we kissed. All this time he never acknowledged he was awake and on top of his best friend in bed. I never wanted this to end. After several minutes I slipped both of my hands under the waistband of his jockey shorts and held his butt cheeks as he continued to slowly grind away on top of me. When I tried to go for his dick to see if he was as hard as me, he made it slightly difficult for me to get at it. Eventually I did feel his hard dick, but it was at this point that he rolled off me and went back to sleep.

The next morning I wondered if I had just come out of a very vivid dream because he just got out of bed when the alarm went off, jumped into the shower and never said anything about what had happened between us. We never had another experience like this ever again, so I chalked it up to him needing to find out if the strong feelings we had for each other over many years was more than just a close friendship. Even years later I thought about bringing up the subject, but then thought better as I felt it would serve no real purpose and might even cause a rift in our friendship. That's how a younger guy's brain works and only after maturing into a "real" adult did I ever fully grasp what was actually going on with us back then.

He is now very happily married, has two kids and we have stayed in relatively close contact with each other over the period of many years even though we live in distant cities.
 
Just curious ... what do you think causes threads like this one to die, while others that seem to be a bit more fictional live on?
 
Last night, as me and my friend were leaving my buddy's house, we had a cigarette near his car in the parking lot.

Now this friend of mine I've suspected is curious about trying something with a guy. For one reason, he's been hit on by gay guys before. One of those times was a party and some gay guy offered to do whatever he wanted. Of course he didn't go through with it but I think that triggered his curiosity and he even questioned himself before in front of our friends jokingly. Though they never talked about it again after that and it just sort of was forgotten.

This friend of mine is really homophobic though but I still get the feeling that he'd try something with another guy.

So anyway, we're in the parking lot and the whole night this friend of mine has been playing phone tag with a girl we met at the bar a couple weeks ago. He tells me she has two friends with her and asks me if I want to come with him. He always tries to hook up with her and it never ends up happening for one reason or another and then she stops answering her phone because it's like 3am.

Then we talk about how both of us have really bad sleeping habits and always stay up till like 5 or 6am. He is pissed that the girl won't answer her phone any more and I can tell he is horny. So we are just chilling outside and finished our cigarettes and he asks me "so are you going to do?". I wanted to tell him we should go back to his place and hang out but I never really hang out with him alone and even if we did, I don't think I'd have the balls to make any kind of move on him. I just tell him I'm gonna go back home and we both said goodbye and left.

I think it's very possible to do something with him if I had the nerve. It would be really hot but I don't have it in me to try something with him unless he initiated it somehow. Meh... oh well. :)
 
Sultan said:
Last night, as me and my friend were leaving my buddy's house, we had a cigarette near his car in the parking lot.

Now this friend of mine I've suspected is curious about trying something with a guy. For one reason, he's been hit on by gay guys before. One of those times was a party and some gay guy offered to do whatever he wanted. Of course he didn't go through with it but I think that triggered his curiosity and he even questioned himself before in front of our friends jokingly. Though they never talked about it again after that and it just sort of was forgotten.

This friend of mine is really homophobic though but I still get the feeling that he'd try something with another guy.

So anyway, we're in the parking lot and the whole night this friend of mine has been playing phone tag with a girl we met at the bar a couple weeks ago. He tells me she has two friends with her and asks me if I want to come with him. He always tries to hook up with her and it never ends up happening for one reason or another and then she stops answering her phone because it's like 3am.

Then we talk about how both of us have really bad sleeping habits and always stay up till like 5 or 6am. He is pissed that the girl won't answer her phone any more and I can tell he is horny. So we are just chilling outside and finished our cigarettes and he asks me "so are you going to do?". I wanted to tell him we should go back to his place and hang out but I never really hang out with him alone and even if we did, I don't think I'd have the balls to make any kind of move on him. I just tell him I'm gonna go back home and we both said goodbye and left.

I think it's very possible to do something with him if I had the nerve. It would be really hot but I don't have it in me to try something with him unless he initiated it somehow. Meh... oh well. :)
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a lot of guys from here said that "homophobic guys" are normally into men and they might be a cock sucker themselves.
 
Telstra said:
a lot of guys from here said that "homophobic guys" are normally into men and they might be a cock sucker themselves.
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I think that's a wide misconception. I think it's true in some cases but not all.
 
Y'all are so silly. These "straight" guys are closeted gays. I can't believe that in 2009 you guys are still fallin' for the whole "I've never done this with another guy before" routine.

Of course, right after saying this, he deepthroats your cock like a professional. What he really means is that he hasn't been with a guy in the past 12 hours, he's reset his Homo Clock.:rotflmao:
 
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