Married men, have you ever…..

We started with jerking. Then jerking each other, then cock sucking, suck with a couple fingers in each others assholes. We tried penetration, but we were ignorant as to how to get our dicks up our butts… no one know except my female lovers. They think its hot.
ItIS hot!
 
Married men, how many of you (us) are living the straight married life with kids and a social group that would never guess that you once had sex with a buddy when you were younger?
I'm one. I honestly think, that while all of them are liberal (moderate to very) would lose their minds if they knew.

What happened that led you to the experiences?
My first few times was jerking off an older cousin, then playing around with a friend in junior high school. Lots of stroking, some sucking. I've done it once since I was an adult and did have a pretty hot make out session with a guy but it didn't lead anywhere.

What did you do together?
It depended on the partner, from stroking to sucking.

How long did the “relationship” last?
The junior high friend and I lasted two years, until he discovered that we were doing was what "queers" were doing and he freaked out.

How often do you think about what you did?
A LOT. I'm 61 now and still think about those days.

Did that experience make you fantasize about it still?
Absolutely.
 
I want to frott two hard dicks.
I will be topless or naked.
A little nipple fun in your mouths or on your cocks.

Rubbing my breasts on your cum covered cocks and consuming all I can.
Sharing if you want a taste.

My fantasy
Where do I sign up?
 
Married men, how many of you (us) are living the straight married life with kids and a social group that would never guess that you once had sex with a buddy when you were younger?
I'm one. I honestly think, that while all of them are liberal (moderate to very) would lose their minds if they knew.

What happened that led you to the experiences?
My first few times was jerking off an older cousin, then playing around with a friend in junior high school. Lots of stroking, some sucking. I've done it once since I was an adult and did have a pretty hot make out session with a guy but it didn't lead anywhere.

What did you do together?
It depended on the partner, from stroking to sucking.

How long did the “relationship” last?
The junior high friend and I lasted two years, until he discovered that we were doing was what "queers" were doing and he freaked out.

How often do you think about what you did?
A LOT. I'm 61 now and still think about those days.

Did that experience make you fantasize about it still?
Absolutely.
I think the bigger surprise would be how many didn't experiment.
 
Just once. About 10 years ago, met a guy in a parked car and I let him suck me off. I then gave him a hand job. It was anonymous, so no great connection. Would be cool to find a "buddy" if the situation was right, and trying sucking him off...at least once to try it.
 
Married men, how many of you (us) are living the straight married life with kids and a social group that would never guess that you once had sex with a buddy when you were younger?
I'm one. I honestly think, that while all of them are liberal (moderate to very) would lose their minds if they knew.

What happened that led you to the experiences?
My first few times was jerking off an older cousin, then playing around with a friend in junior high school. Lots of stroking, some sucking. I've done it once since I was an adult and did have a pretty hot make out session with a guy but it didn't lead anywhere.

What did you do together?
It depended on the partner, from stroking to sucking.

How long did the “relationship” last?
The junior high friend and I lasted two years, until he discovered that we were doing was what "queers" were doing and he freaked out.

How often do you think about what you did?
A LOT. I'm 61 now and still think about those days.

Did that experience make you fantasize about it still?
Absolutely.
 
Yes. In junior high, I had a friend who had his house to himself for a few hours after school. We would go to hang out and one day he showed me his older brother's girlie magazines. We both got excited looking at the naked ladies and that first day we both pulled our pants down and jacked off in front of each other. The next day we both took our pants off and started playing with ourselves through our white briefs, eventually pulling them down to shoot our loads. One day I couldn't resist and reached over and grabbed the bulge in his underpants. I loved feeling his hard dick through the soft cotton. But he pulled them down and I started stroking his cock. He reached over and began playing with mine. We had great fun jerking each other off.
Then one day I just bent down and licked his dick and wrapped my mouth around it and soon he shot his load down my throat. It was delicious. He did the same to me and after that we couldn't wait to get to his bedroom, tear our clothes off and suck each other and get into a 69.
That relationship lasted all through junior and high school. We also had circle jerks with other buddies and in high school we discovered the joys of threesomes sharing various girlfriends. It was a great time.
Since then I have explored and experienced a lot of bisexual fun.
 
Married men, how many of you (us) are living the straight married life with kids and a social group that would never guess that you once had sex with a buddy when you were younger?
What happened that led you to the experiences?
What did you do together?
How long did the “relationship” last?
How often do you think about what you did?
Did that experience make you fantasize about it still?
It wasn't exactly 'once with a buddy' and most of my friends or family accept that a bit of 'expermentation' between horny young guys is not unusual. As for my family, I'm sure my older brother remembers the time I sucked him off, and I've told him that I've sucked other guys. Plus my first wife told my mother that I'd had some gay sex while we were dating. So I'm not exactly 'out' but no one doubts that I've had gay sex, but it not worth discussing, so it stays my open secret. My wife suspects, but doesn't make an issue of it. She knows I lived overseas, alone as a single man in a very gay city when I was in my 20's.
I could probably have had gay sex every night of the week, if I'd wanted it, but pussy was easy to find too, so I usually went for pussy. But every few months the desire for cock got too strong to resist, and I'd find some guy to suck and fuck, and have unrestrained gay sex that would satisfy that need for a while.
My early gay sex romps were almost always one night stands with strangers that I met while hitchiking. I guess you could say this was a training period, when I was exposed to new ways of having sex, and a lowering my inhibitions for the sake of pleasure and satisfaction.
Except once when I sucked a cute gay guy during a party, and everyone there could hear us moaning while we enjoyed each other. It was news all over campus the next day. And another time I sucked a guy in a sauna, where 6 or 8 other people in the sauna (all nude) could watch.
I wish I'd done more when I had opportunity. I fantasize about gay sex a LOT, every day.
One of my favorite fantasies is to suck cock while my wife watches, so she can see how much I love it and how much I need cock once in a while.
 
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My brother, five years older, taught me about jacking off. I don’t remember how but it progressed to blow jobs. The jacking off was ok but I didn’t like blowing him. Him blowing me was ok though. We slept in the same bedroom and he would pester me at night until I submitted. This went on for a long time. Sometimes I wanted to do it but many times I didn’t. His persistence always won out and I’d do it. Eventually as my sex drive kicked in, and I began to like it, I became the initiator. It got to a point that we probably did it at least once a week for years. Throughout this time I blew three friends. The first two times we were both young and I just wanted to show them something that felt real good. They both liked it but didn’t reciprocate. I considered both of those just youthful curiosity. My brother moved out and the blow jobs stopped. However the seed was planted. By that time I knew most people’s attitudes about homosexuality wasn’t good. I knew it was bad and I shouldn’t do it. Two years after my last blow job with my brother an opportunity arose. I was older and fully mature. A friend and I were jacking off together and I got the urge to blow him. I knew it was wrong and that I shouldn’t do it but the urge took over and I did it. He didn’t reciprocate and left shortly after we were done. For weeks I lived in fear that he would tell someone but he never did. That was my last homosexual experience. At 16 years old. I told my wife about all this shortly after we were married. Every now and then the subject would come up and I would fill her in on the details. Over the years of her having this knowledge of my homosexual experience turned into a kink for her, and she confessed to me one night that she fantasized about watching me have gay sex. We roll play and watch gay porno together. I fantasize about it more now too. I’ve written stories on Lit and the theme of most of my stories is mmf threesomes with my wife and a lot of man on man action.
 
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My first experience with gay sex was with my best friend. After we got comfortable with gay sex, he asked if I would be open to a threesome with his wife..,
I’ve been asked what sucking a cock for the first time was like. It seems to me like cocks are heavier and denser than any other bodypart. And they grow as you suck them, if you are licky, they be oozing precum.
 
Wow what a great friend ❤️❤️❤️
Apparently he and I were together at the request of his wife to make sure there were no “squeamish” episodes of discomfort between us. He would hardly ever take me in his mouth-I had to put my cock in his mouth. He would take a good spanking and facefuck. He never recoiled from mm sex but he was less than enthusiastic
 
My brother, five years older, taught me about jacking off. I don’t remember how but it progressed to blow jobs. The jacking off was ok but I didn’t like blowing him. Him blowing me was ok though. We slept in the same bedroom and he would pester me at night until I submitted. This went on for a long time. Sometimes I wanted to do it but many times I didn’t. His persistence always won out and I’d do it. Eventually as my sex drive kicked in, and I began to like it, I became the initiator. It got to a point that we probably did it at least once a week for years. Throughout this time I blew three friends. The first two times we were both young and I just wanted to show them something that felt real good. They both liked it but didn’t reciprocate. I considered both of those just youthful curiosity. My brother moved out and the blow jobs stopped. However the seed was planted. By that time I knew most people’s attitudes about homosexuality wasn’t good. I knew it was bad and I shouldn’t do it. Two years after my last blow job with my brother an opportunity arose. I was older and fully mature. A friend and I were jacking off together and I got the urge to blow him. I knew it was wrong and that I shouldn’t do it but the urge took over and I did it. He didn’t reciprocate and left shortly after we were done. For weeks I lived in fear that he would tell someone but he never did. That was my last homosexual experience. At 16 years old. I told my wife about all this shortly after we were married. Every now and then the subject would come up and I would fill her in on the details. She even told me that her father molested her when she was 15. Over the years of her having this knowledge of my homosexual experience turned into a kink for her, and she confessed to me one night that she fantasized about watching me have gay sex. We roll play and watch gay porno together. I fantasize about it more now too. I’ve written stories on Lit and the theme of most of my stories is mmf threesomes with my wife and a lot of man on man action.
Your sexual initiation sounds very similar to mine. My brother and I shared a bed. He would reach over under the covers and feel me. This got me hard and felt so good. Proceeded to stroke me and I reached into his underwear and found his hard cock. I did to him what he was doing to me. To long ago to recall all the details.
This continued for a few years. We'd be in bed and a hand, his or mine, would slowly move toward the middle of the bed. If the other person was horny too, they'd roll toward the hand. Soon there would be a cock in the hand and the fun would start. Started off with hand jobs and eventually mouths would be involved. I ended up taking care of him normally but occasionally he'd take care of me.
 
I might be the odd man out here but I didn't suck my first cock until I was 64 years old, same age as my first ass fuck. There are only 2 people outside of my sex partners that know I'm bi, my wife, and my lesbian sister. I am sure many of my friends, family, and co-workers would be shocked. But in reality it's none of their damn business. Maybe someday it just won't matter but we for damn sure aren't there yet.
 
My college roommate was gay with a micro penis. He saw mine one day and blushed and talked about how his was a toy compared to mine. I was young and horny and he ended up giving me blow jobs several times. Weirdly, I don't consider myself gay, and neither did he. I was more fascinated by his fascination with my cock and kinda let him continue because he felt good about it.

This was back when being gay in India was still a huge taboo and he was definitely closeted, so him sucking me and comparing sizes became more about him finally being able to breathe in his own skin and express his emotions.

I used to get hard (I was about 20, so I was pretty much hard all the time anyway) but I didn't get any emotional or mental pleasure out of him sucking me off, but he was a good buddy of mine and a good guy, so seeing him be happy made me feel good.

I haven't had a gay experience since, and neither do I have a desire to, but in some strange way, I'm glad I was there to help him out, even if my part was just lying down with my cock out.
 
Mid 40s and married, but when I was in my very early teens, an older friend would tease me and ask me to suck his cock. We would spend the day together and sometimes he would press me against the wall in his room and dry hump me from behind, try to tease my shorts down but I always moved away from him laughing. Sometimes he would grab his bulge and tell me to kiss it. Other times he would say to just look at it. I never took him seriously. He'd ask me if I wanted to see his sister's tits and when I said yes, he would tell me that he would show me if I sucked his cock. I'd just shake my head and say "yeah right!"

Then I learned we were moving away. I would never see them again, and I had developed a real crush on his sister... so when he asked me again, I said "okay..."

He led me to his room and right behind the open door he told me to get on my knees and he pulled it out. He had a thick bush of hair but I will never forget how his fat cock filled my mouth. How the head felt spongy when I swirled my tongue around it like he asked and how it got firmer the longer it was in my mouth. He held me by the back of the head and came in less than a minute with a grunt. He gave me a napkin to spit it out on. It was over before I knew what I was doing yet it would change my memories of that summer forever for the things we would go on to do.

Afterward we finished, he pulled up his shorts and told me to follow him. We went out to the living room where his sister was. I remember feeling red in the face and hot all over as if she could somehow tell what I had just done. While I was sitting across from her he pretended to hug her and lifted her shirt over her head exposing her pink puffy nipples. She screamed and called him an asshole and ran away covering her tits.

As nice as her tits were, all I remember vividly though was how my tongue was still coated with his cum and how I wouldn't have minded doing that for him again. Which I would and then some until we moved away.
 
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