No more bullshit fantasies. All of the other stories that I have written on here about being with another man have been written out of a decade long desire that I never acted on until very recently. We met one morning on a gay crusing website called Squirt. He IMed me and told me he lived in my town, and we got to talking. I never, ever though I would act at all on my desire of being with another man, but after a somewhat short

The drive to his place seemed to take forever, although he only lived two miles away from the department store. My dick was going soft, and as I drove the car, I started rubbing it against my panties to try to keep it up. When we got to his place, he pulled his car into the garage, and I left mine out on the street. After locking up, he motioned for me to enter the house with him through the garage. He pressed the button and the garage door started to close.

The summer I turned fourteen was the summer my younger sister walked in on me jerking off. She was twelve, and it was another hot midsummer day that we were home alone while our parents were at work. I had recently discovered masturbating a bit of a late bloomer and I took almost any opportunity I was given to jerk it. Evelyn had taken to wearing next to nothing that summer because of the heatshe often pranced around the house in

On a Monday night in the department store, there was no one around. It was :the store closed at . What was I doing there? I was bored, didnt want to be in my apartment alone, so I thought Id go out and browse at some new clothes. While looking around the mens section, I noticed one other customer. He was in his late s, shopping alone. I didnt think much else of it. Just another guy, out at night, looking for clothes. I found a few things I wanted to try on, so I went into the fitting room.

I had the house to myself for the entire day during the week, and then almost every weekend I was left alone. Aside from a few chores to do, I spent a majority of my days on America On-Line, frequenting gay chat rooms. I had just turned at the beginning of the summer, and for the last two years, I had been developing more and more of an interested in being with another man. My youth was very attractive to the men I talked to online, who were mostly all older. We would have cyber-sex over instant messenger, where I would get down on my kneesstripped down to my boxersin front

Even after my first experience with him, the Seeker was still showing an interest in me. I was very hesitant at first, after what had happened. But I was still intrigued, and aroused, by him. About a month had passed since our firstencounter. My asshole still ached at the thought of what he had done with me. We talked online still almost every day when I was home alone, and he was very persistent in asking me to come over again. I promise Ill go easy on you, he said in his instant messages. It was a Sunday morning when I went over to his house again. Early, around :, or so.

Rebeccas pussy tastes like heaven. My mouth has been pressed into her cunt for what seems like hours now. Shes wearing a sheer black bra. Her pink nipples are hard, and shes been pulling at them to stimulate herself more. She wasnt wearing any panties, and she hiked up her skirt so I could spread her legs, and comfortably wedge my head into the space between. Its dark and Im surrounded by her thighs and the fabric of her skirt. She wasnt wearing any stockings. Her bare legs are wrapped around my shoulders. Her high heels dig into my back when she climaxes. It hurts a littlebut I like it. Rebecca is about ten years older than me, and she told me that she hadnt had sex in

He said he was lonely. Thats why he was in an adult book store at in the morning. Thats what he told me when we got back to his place. Lonely and horny. A combination that lead me to the very same book store. His name was John, and he was in his early s. He had divorced his wife a few years back, and didnt really stay in touch with the kids he had. He told me that they were around my age.

I was at the time, and I was still very much into the chatroom scene on American Online. It had been a year since things started with Jeff. We were still hooking up pretty regularlymostly in the afternoons after I got home from high school before my mother came home from work. Things between he and I were still very hot, only he wasnt into anal. He didnt want to do it to me, and he definitely didnt want me to do it to him. It was summer, and I had been left home alone again for another week, and

The place smells like old cum. It was another Friday nightlate, around midnight, and I was horny. I grabbed a handful of quarters, and drove down to the adult bookstore in the seedy part of town. There isnt much to it. Its in the warehouse district. They have shelves full of porno movies to buy, a few magazines, but its mostly novelty items for bachelorette parties. Then, theres the hallway.