Even Once?

[Cardinal]

This is a question for all of you straight people out there:
Have you ever been with another person of your same sex? An experience that no one knows about. You would never tell your friends or spouse. It happened once but you still think about it. You were young and it was easier than conviencing the girl next door, or you were in college and really drunk and your roommate wondered what it would be like to kiss another girl?
Tell us what happened.........

 

[Natalie Nessus]

I thinking this will be interesting to me Either no one will answer or I will be entertained

 

[Weevil]

Well, there was the one time back behind the shed.....I mean no, of course not. Never. I'm catholic. Hey! Isn't that a mountain lion behind you?

 

[lobito]

if I've never told the people CLOSE to me, I'm never gonna tell someone I DON'T KNOW.

Nessus I think you are correct with your statement, yes?

 

[SweetBrat73]

I have never been with a person the same sex as I...and just for the info I'm a woman...never even wanted to be with another woman. That thought just really turns me off. I like men WAY too much to give them up


Brat

 

[Rubyfruit]

The first time I was with a woman was in High School, 10th grade. I was a virgin and pretty naive and innocent all around at that point.

Jenny A. I went to her house to sleep over. Her parents and siblings were out. We had something to drink from her parents' liqour cabnet. They had a nice house with a view so the living room windows were uncovered.

We sat on the couch, facing those big, open windows and she started to kiss me and snake her hand down my pants. She was the first girl to feel me. The first girl I felt intimately.

My body responded, but I felt an incredible amount of shame.

 

[Jacqline]

No......I have never been with another woman but I do attract a lot of them...........I get hit on a lot...........My sweetheart's fantasy is for me to try it at least once........( with him watching or a threesome.......) I am just not there............I never say something will never happen...........who knows?

 

[Natalie Nessus]

I knew the women would say but where are the men??

Perhaps Ruby, they feel more shame?

 

[lobito]

I knew the women would say but where are the men??

Perhaps Ruby, they feel more shame?

PERHAPS, there are other reasons? Not saying anything else thank you very much.

 

[Rubyfruit]

Nessus, I think you are right. I know that early adolescent male/male encounters are very common. I've grilled my husband up and down, but he swears he never had any.

Come on guys, tell us about them.

 

[Weevil]

Nope. Not once. And I spent a good part of my life in the bastion of homoeroticism; the locker room.

 

[Guest]

yup, first time was with another guy in Jr. High. I had spent the night at his house and it just happened. I am not sure that a lot happened or that we had any idea what we were doing but we had fun.
It progressed and we continued to fool around for a few years but stangely we both considered ourselves straight, the thought of being gay never entered our minds. We had girlfriends and dated but we would still hook up every once in a while, until his family moved away.
I wouldn't say that I was attracted to him, and I have never been "attracted" to another guy. He was the only one I ever had sex with and it was a lot of fun!
I am sure that most women can understand a guy having sex and it only being sex. That's all it was, just two boys getting each other off through high school. No one else ever found out.

 

[Rubyfruit]

This is long, but it is without a doubt the most erotic story I've ever read regarding this topic.

I am not posting the author's name, because I don't have his permission as of yet. He is a dear friend of mine and I'm sure he wouldn't mind me posting this here, so I am taking the liberty of sharing this before I ask him.

I will give him a link and hope that he comes and joins us soon and gives us his views.




Sometime right after the beginning of school in 1974, a family moved into the house on the back side of our block, that shared a small section of fence with a gate in our own yard. The Father was a colleague of my dad, and although they only worked in the same Department for about four years, they became lifelong friends, and are perhaps the closest friends that my parents have in the world. They had three children, just like our family. When we met, David was 15, Julia was 11, and Randy was about to turn 7 -- not a perfect match for me and my sisters, but close enough. Randy became Lina's friend, Julia became close with Jane, and David took me under his wing and began to bring me out of the protected world I lived in.

There was a shed in the back of their property, which allowed someone inside to observe both yards yet permitted a certain amount of cover at the same time. David and I had made it our rendezvous for the business of burning up plastic models and army men for some time when he asked me to join him there to look at something really cool. Although large for my age, David was always able to dominate me with his greater experience and he thought he was introducing me to the female body for the first time when he pulled out a copy of Playboy. It was an issue I had actually seen before, but it had a memorable pictorial in it called "Do it now," that featured attractive people engaged in sexual contact in a variety of public places. About a year before I had seen a couple making out in a small greenspace in the local zoo, and the appeal of public sex had seized me from that point forward. So the stuff in the magazine was hot to begin with, but it was even hotter when David openly grabbed his cock through his pants, and began to rub it with his knuckles. His cock looked very large, and I rotated my gaze back and forth between his dick and a picture of a gorgeous young woman with no pants on and her leg hoisted high in the air, almost a standing split, with a man pressing himself close to her and holding her leg up with one hand, apparently penetrating her with his cock as he did so.

I commented on the picture, saying it was incredibly hot and that it would be wonderful to find a girl who was willing to do that. David asked me if I would be willing to do that in public, and I said it would probably be even better because people were watching. And that's when he pulled down his zipper and revealed his erection. "This picture makes so horny I have to let it out." He wrapped his finger tips delicately around the shaft then pulled them up toward the head, dragging the skin up as he did so, stopping with a light caress on the ridge of the glans. He held his hand the opposite direction from my usual grip, with his thumb toward his navel, cinching the base with his forefinger. By gripping his cock near the base, he made the head grow even more shiny and engorged, and the skin made me think of candy apple hot rod paint crossed with a ripe plum.

"Do you do this?" he asked. "I can show you."

I nodded. I took down my zipper, then just pulled down my pants and underwear in one motion. I couldn't believe he was sharing any of this with me, and I wanted to make sure he knew I was willing to let him do anything he wanted to. I remembered one of the bisexual letters I had seen in a magazine described how one man had lain his cock on top of his lovers' and stroked them both at the same time, and I wanted to do that with David. I stepped forward so that he could reach out and grab my dick, then lurched closer so that head of mine skidded along the underside of his. He took his cock in his right hand and took mine in his left, and pumped both slowly, luxuriantly. I kept trying to press my cock against his, but he held them separated by his fingers and was actually jerking my whole body back and forth a little bit as he stroked my dick.

"I knew you were a horny little fucker," he said. He took his hand off his own cock, which exposed it for my touch. But before I could get my hands on him, he unexpectedly sank to his knees, and used his grip on my cock to feed it into his warm and exuberant mouth. This was something I really hadn't expected, and I finally broke my silence, groaning and begging him to suck my cock and telling him awesome it felt. Had he continued for more than about 45 seconds I would certainly have come in him mouth, but when he had me really begging for it, he stopped, grinned, and stood back up. "You take a turn first," he said, "you show me how you like to suck my dick."

David is a natural dominant, a "top" in certain circumstances, a control freak in others. To that point I had always imagined myself taking sexual pleasure from another person, and had only dimly imagined the possibility that they might take pleasure from me. Yet, I had also imagined sucking cock on many occasions before. Finding that ambition coincided so closely with Dave's desire was just really far out and super cool. His dick was big in my mouth, but I was able to get the whole thing down and only gagged a few times when he grabbed my face and pushed. I was also afraid that his dick would taste like pee, but it was really kind of sweet and slick in my mouth, and I loved the taste of both his precum and his semen. It only took him about three minutes to come in my mouth, moaning in pleasure and saying my name. I've loved that ever since. And his orgasm was like a magic trick -- one moment there was no come at all, and the next there was even more than I could keep in my mouth.

He was staggered by the pleasure, and sat down heavily on a picnic chest. I was still hard, and put my hand around my cock. The magazine had fallen face down on the floor. "You have to finish," he said, "I want you to come for me. I want to watch you jack it off. " And I did, with nothing more to stimulate me than his blue eyes boring into mine. I ejaculated all over my hand, reaching up with my left to pinch my nipples at the last second as he nodded in approval. After a few seconds, I lost my erection and began to feel slightly sticky, and self-conscious again. I started to pull my pants up and turned my body half away from him. He pulled his cock and his balls back inside his pants and zipped them up too.

He smiled at me. "Wow," he said, "look at your come on the wall." He was right; the very first spurt had sent a single drop tumbling high above the rest of the ejaculate, to smack against the rough wooden wall about four feet away. I smiled back at him, fumbled my belt into place, didn't know what to say. He took the Playboy off the floor, carefully closed it and tucked it between the wall and a steel shelf full of flower pots. "Come back tomorrow after school," he said, then opened the shed door and walked back into his house. I listened to the leaves in the yard swish and crunch under his feet, and the sound of the door as he went inside.

I stood swirling my tongue around in my mouth, and I reached under my chin and pulled more of David's come onto my lips with my finger. After a few minutes, I left the shed, went back through the gate and back into my own house. I went into the basement, where Lina and Jane were watching late-afternoon cartoons. I sat down in a bean bag chair behind them. Jane turned around and saw the weird, wild smile on my face and said, "What's with YOU?"

 

[Natalie Nessus]

Girls explore many thinsg, so must boys, yes?

It is interesting they lock it away.

 

[Guest]

You have no idea how close to reality that story is for me! Pretty funny, we thought we were pretty sneaky. There were probably a lot of other boys just like us in our same school.
Great story.

 

[Guest]

and Nessus, we don't lock it away! I am married and still think about it. I wish the stories would turn my wife on but I know better. I still have fantasy, right?
It's strange, I don't find men attractive at all but I still think about what happened over 20 years ago.
I would like to tell my wife all about it, that would really turn me on if she liked the stories.

 

[Rubyfruit]

You have no idea how close to reality that story is for me! Pretty funny, we thought we were pretty sneaky. There were probably a lot of other boys just like us in our same school.
Great story.

That's my feeling. There must be many more of you out there who haven't shared your stories yet.

I agree. Great story and well-written to boot. I just re-read it myself and it turns me on every time.

 

[Guest]

Maybe it would be a good thread to ask women if they would want to know stories about their husband's young trysts? I wonder how many women would actually;
a. want to know
b. be turned on
c. be suprised
d. want to know every detail
e. would be grossed out

 

[Guest]

I had my first same sex experience within the last few years. I had never been attracted to females. I guess it was something I felt I needed to experience. I feel I am sexually open and aware. I feel I am open to new things. This just was not for me. It was a lovely experience. I learned a great deal about the relations of two women together. I do not believe this is something I will expore further or encounter again. I am not unopen to the idea, I just cannot find myself in this situation again. No one IRL knows that this happened. Only a few friends online are aware of this fact. I believe I will keep this to myself for quite sometime. It is not something I am ready to share.

 

[Cardinal]

Wow!
good posts. I am starting the "Would you want to know post"

 

[Joe Adcock]

A Lot More Than Once

I wrote the story from which the text above was excerpted. Rubyfruit wanted me to step up and take credit for it, so I reckon I will; I have a feeling I will end up posting the whole story, including its long delayed conclusion, on this board within a few weeks. Thanks for the kind comments made here. Ironically, this is probably among the least deviant incidents related in the narrative.

 

[Guest]

It was a summer camp

I was in high school, working as a "counsellor." There were other guys also working there for about three weeks or so before the "campers" arrived. We did lots of kissing and fondling and wanking, but didn't go beyond that. I regret that we didn't--I have this unfulfilled desire to suck another guy.

There was another friend, a few years later. I kissed him too, and took his cock out. He was on the sofa, I was sitting on the floor, between his legs, and I didn't go for it.

Do you know how many times over the last quarter century I've replayed that in my mind? Fuck.

 

[Guest]

I can't believe I'm replying..... and I'm a male

11 years old... neighbor's house...... sleepover..... 4-5 guys...... all started looking at porn mags..... masturbating...... expanded to touching each other...... never even told my wife this...... no sucking, but lots of touching.....comparing..... I felt SOOOOO dirty!!

 

[lobito]

So Cardinal, you ever gonna answer this yourself? or not?

 

[perks]

I love that story...I got to watch something like that when I was younger. I've never forgotten it, and it never ceases to arouse me.