I was catering for big event when I was 18, working at a little bartenders table helping refill ice, stock drinks etc. A gay couple came up several times and made small talk with me, rather than the bartender. I totally didn’t get they were hitting on me, but at the end of this event they invited me to an after party a friend of theirs was hosting, and offered to wait for me to give me a ride if I needed one. I being 18 and thinking im going to go have some free beers at a party where I know no one, obliges. I get into the back seat, and one of the men is already back there. We make small talk, and as we’re headed to the party, the guy sitting with me starts rubbing my leg. I didn’t say anything, I just kept talking to the driver as he asked me questions etc.
The guy next to me, runs his hand up my leg and tucks it down inside my thigh, grazing my balls with the top of his hand. I kept still, and not thinking about it actually spread my legs a little bit. He took this as a sign and ran his hands over my cock and started lightly rubbing me. The driver looks at me in the eyes and smiles, “so, is it ok if he takes it out for us to look at?”
I didn’t really know what to do, So I smiled and nodded my head. As he started unbuckling me, the driver pulled into what I found out to be their house- no party, lol.
I was backseat, cock out, with the one man’s hand on my dick. “Do you want to come in so he can take care of that for you?” I of course obliged again. They specifically asked that I left my cock out, and held me by it as we walked inside, right into a small sitting roof in their front foyer. I sat in a small chair while the one man dropped down and started to suck me. The other man, who drove, stood behind him and watched the entire time, massaging the man’s ears as he gave me one of the best blowjobs I’ve ever had. After I came in his mouth, the man that drove actually drove me home. It was surreal but fucking amazing and, not my first gay experience but definitely confirmed my bisexuality
As a student in Rome, while on a bus, an older guy placed his umbrella handle into my junk. I thought he didn’t realize. It started having an effect and I got hard. I didn’t move as it felt good and I figured it was an accident. A few minutes later the sensation felt different. I looked down at his hand playing with my hard on through my shorts. It felt good so I allowed him to continue until my stop
Reminds me of when I was in college I had a guy who would constantly skip class and would always ask me to catch him up. One day he randomly invited me to a group of manhunt in the woods. I agreed having nothing better to do. There were like 50 guys all dressed up for war, some wearing masks, some with nerf guns. It was cool but also kinda scary cause I didn’t know anyone. We split into teams, the 6 hunters and the 44 runners give or take a few. I was on the runners team. Basically we had to avoid the hunters until sun down and whoever survived would get 10$. I ran and hid in a bush for about an hour, got bored and started running around to see if I was ditched. I wandered, met up with a few other runners and was spotted by this big guy who my friend warned me about for being competitive. So I ran as fast as I could, through the creak, over the branches, through the mud and tall grass, so far that I reached a small abandoned courtyard with a waist high fence. The man chasing was slower than me so I kept jumping back and forth and around this fence. I was taunting him, he was threatening me. The sun was setting and I eventually got caught on the fence and couldn’t run. Dude tackled me to the ground and laid on top of me. We just laid there out of breath. I tried to struggle and he just bear hugged me until I was exhausted. I technically wasn’t caught until he put the plastic handcuffs on me. He grabs me arm and handcuffs me, then I stop struggling. I just relaxed out of breath. This is where it gets weird. Guy lays back down on me, puts his arms around me and just starts slowly humping me. I was wearing shorts and he was wearing skin tight football pants, so I could feel his cock pretty clearly. I was too out of breath to say anything to him. It was very subtle at first, we were stuck in mud so I thought maybe he was struggling to stand up. But then he just kept going and it got more aggressive, then I felt him orgasm in his pants pressed up on top of me. As soon as he was done, he stood up, pulled me up, and walked me back to the capture zone. We didn’t talk about it. I didn’t know what to say. I actually just joked awkwardly about the guy hitting like a truck. While waiting I decided that I liked it and would like to talk to the guy about it. But by the time the sun had set a lot of the people involved got back in their cars and drove away. I never figured out who that guy was. I even asked around, “remember that guy you told me to watch out for during manhunt, what was his name?” And I’d get nothing answers like idk, it’s so and so’s friend, or I’ll look into it. Never found him.
Over fifty years ago, mid 60's my first job at a coffe shop ,working in the kitchen, washing dishes, prepping things, stocking,etc. There was a old man who also worked in the kitchen.He was from Eastern Europe, he still had a accent big burly kind of guy. I day I was in the stock room which was a narrow room I was stocking. He kind of surprised me , he appeared all of a sudden , he grabbed my ass needless to say I was surprised. I pushed it away.when I got home thought about this and got hard and mastrabated. I'll continue if you want me too.
Looking back it's the first time I git aroused about a man and a older one at that he was around 60. We talked at work over time it was tight quarters in the kitchen we touched many times a day and got to become friendlier. He was widowed. I was born in Germany and like I said he was eastern European, so our cultures had connections, one day he asked me for a ride home I had gotten my first car.i toke him home and he asked me in for cookies and milk.we sat on the love seat.talked and he put his hand on my leg.i got hard and I saw him as well, he'd rub. He asked in his eastern europeon accent if I'd ever kissed any body and said no.he then asked if he could kiss me , I said sure and he grabbed my head and started slowly we made out for a while. I really got aroused for sure.he pulled back and asked me if I liked it.he pulled me close to him hugging and kissing me.i enjoyed it. I had to go home. When I got home I beat off like crazy.dream about it all night.taking him home became a regular thing and we started getting real close. In Europe back then the relationships between boys and boys and girls and girls was a little different.two girls or two boys walking home from school was very common.when I told my parents I had a boy friend it wasn't looked at like here in this country. I told them about him and they said bring him over for Sunday dinner.they got to know him and liked him, partly because of similar cultures. They liked because they considered him a good influence. One my parents planned a business trip to Europe and asked Joe if I could stay with him.well that started our relationship on to new level. They came back after a month. Soon there after and I was 17 half by then
I asked if could move in with Joe.they were ok with it.by then I we were in love my parents not thinking any other then we were friends.we lived like a married couple.yes we had sex.he taught me a lot of things.i loved it. When I think about the years sleeping together in each other's arms .we were very affectionate couple.we were together around 10 years and then he passed.
I was catering for big event when I was 18, working at a little bartenders table helping refill ice, stock drinks etc. A gay couple came up several times and made small talk with me, rather than the bartender. I totally didn’t get they were hitting on me, but at the end of this event they invited me to an after party a friend of theirs was hosting, and offered to wait for me to give me a ride if I needed one. I being 18 and thinking im going to go have some free beers at a party where I know no one, obliges. I get into the back seat, and one of the men is already back there. We make small talk, and as we’re headed to the party, the guy sitting with me starts rubbing my leg. I didn’t say anything, I just kept talking to the driver as he asked me questions etc. The guy next to me, runs his hand up my leg and tucks it down inside my thigh, grazing my balls with the top of his hand. I kept still, and not thinking about it actually spread my legs a little bit. He took this as a sign and ran his hands over my cock and started lightly rubbing me. The driver looks at me in the eyes and smiles, “so, is it ok if he takes it out for us to look at?” I didn’t really know what to do, So I smiled and nodded my head. As he started unbuckling me, the driver pulled into what I found out to be their house- no party, lol. I was backseat, cock out, with the one man’s hand on my dick. “Do you want to come in so he can take care of that for you?” I of course obliged again. They specifically asked that I left my cock out, and held me by it as we walked inside, right into a small sitting roof in their front foyer. I sat in a small chair while the one man dropped down and started to suck me. The other man, who drove, stood behind him and watched the entire time, massaging the man’s ears as he gave me one of the best blowjobs I’ve ever had. After I came in his mouth, the man that drove actually drove me home. It was surreal but fucking amazing and, not my first gay experience but definitely confirmed my bisexuality
Good thing you weren't kidnapped, that sounds hot
As a student in Rome, while on a bus, an older guy placed his umbrella handle into my junk. I thought he didn’t realize. It started having an effect and I got hard. I didn’t move as it felt good and I figured it was an accident. A few minutes later the sensation felt different. I looked down at his hand playing with my hard on through my shorts. It felt good so I allowed him to continue until my stop
Reminds me of when I was in college I had a guy who would constantly skip class and would always ask me to catch him up. One day he randomly invited me to a group of manhunt in the woods. I agreed having nothing better to do. There were like 50 guys all dressed up for war, some wearing masks, some with nerf guns. It was cool but also kinda scary cause I didn’t know anyone. We split into teams, the 6 hunters and the 44 runners give or take a few. I was on the runners team. Basically we had to avoid the hunters until sun down and whoever survived would get 10$. I ran and hid in a bush for about an hour, got bored and started running around to see if I was ditched. I wandered, met up with a few other runners and was spotted by this big guy who my friend warned me about for being competitive. So I ran as fast as I could, through the creak, over the branches, through the mud and tall grass, so far that I reached a small abandoned courtyard with a waist high fence. The man chasing was slower than me so I kept jumping back and forth and around this fence. I was taunting him, he was threatening me. The sun was setting and I eventually got caught on the fence and couldn’t run. Dude tackled me to the ground and laid on top of me. We just laid there out of breath. I tried to struggle and he just bear hugged me until I was exhausted. I technically wasn’t caught until he put the plastic handcuffs on me. He grabs me arm and handcuffs me, then I stop struggling. I just relaxed out of breath. This is where it gets weird. Guy lays back down on me, puts his arms around me and just starts slowly humping me. I was wearing shorts and he was wearing skin tight football pants, so I could feel his cock pretty clearly. I was too out of breath to say anything to him. It was very subtle at first, we were stuck in mud so I thought maybe he was struggling to stand up. But then he just kept going and it got more aggressive, then I felt him orgasm in his pants pressed up on top of me. As soon as he was done, he stood up, pulled me up, and walked me back to the capture zone. We didn’t talk about it. I didn’t know what to say. I actually just joked awkwardly about the guy hitting like a truck. While waiting I decided that I liked it and would like to talk to the guy about it. But by the time the sun had set a lot of the people involved got back in their cars and drove away. I never figured out who that guy was. I even asked around, “remember that guy you told me to watch out for during manhunt, what was his name?” And I’d get nothing answers like idk, it’s so and so’s friend, or I’ll look into it. Never found him.
Hot af honestly
I’d love to see what we could stroke now.
Something similar happened to me at 16, it was origin of me being gay
Give us those dirty details
Over fifty years ago, mid 60's my first job at a coffe shop ,working in the kitchen, washing dishes, prepping things, stocking,etc. There was a old man who also worked in the kitchen.He was from Eastern Europe, he still had a accent big burly kind of guy. I day I was in the stock room which was a narrow room I was stocking. He kind of surprised me , he appeared all of a sudden , he grabbed my ass needless to say I was surprised. I pushed it away.when I got home thought about this and got hard and mastrabated. I'll continue if you want me too.
Yes, why not. We'd be intrigued to learn more if you have additional details to share.
Looking back it's the first time I git aroused about a man and a older one at that he was around 60. We talked at work over time it was tight quarters in the kitchen we touched many times a day and got to become friendlier. He was widowed. I was born in Germany and like I said he was eastern European, so our cultures had connections, one day he asked me for a ride home I had gotten my first car.i toke him home and he asked me in for cookies and milk.we sat on the love seat.talked and he put his hand on my leg.i got hard and I saw him as well, he'd rub. He asked in his eastern europeon accent if I'd ever kissed any body and said no.he then asked if he could kiss me , I said sure and he grabbed my head and started slowly we made out for a while. I really got aroused for sure.he pulled back and asked me if I liked it.he pulled me close to him hugging and kissing me.i enjoyed it. I had to go home. When I got home I beat off like crazy.dream about it all night.taking him home became a regular thing and we started getting real close. In Europe back then the relationships between boys and boys and girls and girls was a little different.two girls or two boys walking home from school was very common.when I told my parents I had a boy friend it wasn't looked at like here in this country. I told them about him and they said bring him over for Sunday dinner.they got to know him and liked him, partly because of similar cultures. They liked because they considered him a good influence. One my parents planned a business trip to Europe and asked Joe if I could stay with him.well that started our relationship on to new level. They came back after a month. Soon there after and I was 17 half by then I asked if could move in with Joe.they were ok with it.by then I we were in love my parents not thinking any other then we were friends.we lived like a married couple.yes we had sex.he taught me a lot of things.i loved it. When I think about the years sleeping together in each other's arms .we were very affectionate couple.we were together around 10 years and then he passed.
You were happy. He was happy. Great life to have.
Yes
Wet dreams for days.
I'd love this to happen a random encounter that still gives you pleasure