nifty – Gay Sexual Stories

I sucked on his dick and balls for a couple of minute

That night, Carter was all that I could think about. I have never had my dick sucked like that before. I was still shocked at my feelings towards this man, but one thing that I know for sure is I will consider myself bi-sexual. I had my first gay experience, and I wanted to make sure that I had many more. The next day, I was unable to go to the gym. I had to be to work for a once-a-year meeting that would start early. The events yesterday made me completely forget to tell Carter in advance. Carter called …

I go back and find another cock to suck in the toilet

Try as I wanted I couldn’t stay away from those toilets. The memory of my depraved pleasure in sucking on 2 cocks and being fucked played on my mind. I relived the moment when the first cock exploded in my mouth, the feel of his cum shooting into my throat and tasting the warm salty load as I swallowed. The humiliation of feeling powerless to stop HIM fucking my asshole, making me his cum slut.
The following week I went back. It was the same day around the same time. The toilets were empty. There were a couple of cars …

Taking the leap from gay role-playing online to the real thing

I met Mark online.

I’d joined a gay chat room. I had been fantasizing about being with a man for a while and this was a harmless, anonymous way to explore my interest.

To begin with, I was very shy and didn’t know how to respond to the occasional message that came my way. Then I got into a conversation with a guy who made all the running. I only had to go along with his messages.

I’ve discovered that the best cybersex is to be had by going along with the person you are playing with. Unless it takes …

A true story about my first encounter with a tranny

It happened on a Monday morning. After waking up with a throbbing hard-on. I called up my regular booty call. But she couldn’t make it. Because her husband stayed home from work that day.

So I decided to browse Craigslist, looking for someone local. After posting my ad, looking for NSA sex. I sat back and waited.

Within minutes, I received over a dozen new messages. But none of them really appealed to me.

Then after a few hours of receiving numerous messages, from both women and some men. I finally got a hit.

She was an older white tranny …

Nifty Gay snowballing

It all started one Friday night after a long day at school. It was the first semester of freshman year in high school and a guy named Paul and I had become great friends. I had planned a small party at my house for about 10 guys and girls. Paul was staying at my house because his parents were out of town, so he rode home with me once school got out. Being that it was mid December, it snowed a lot. Before we knew it, a huge snow storm had come in and shut down everything in the city. …

Small Town, Nice Big Cocks

I had been traveling in the Far Western U.S. for a
week, a few days longer. Although with a nice, friendly
lady who pleasured me as I pleasured her most every
night, sometimes in the day, I was horny for some dick.
She sucked me. I licked and fondled her tits, ate her
pussy. We fucked, in her cunt, her ass, between her
ample titties, but cock was on my mind.

We were busy sightseeing all day every day, usually
tired in the evenings, but not too tired to get each
other off, then cuddle in bed swapping our …

Pete Sperm payback to Student Gabor

Sunshine filtered through the dusty blinds of Pete’s cramped apartment, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk where Gabor pored over his economics textbook. The hum of the city below was muffled by the occasional laughter drifting up from the courtyard, but all Pete could focus on was the way Gabor’s brow furrowed in concentration, his full lips slightly parted as he chewed on the cap of his pen. Pete leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching the way Gabor’s fingers tapped restlessly against the textbook—nervous habit or anticipation, he couldn’t tell. The younger man was oblivious to Pete’s gaze, …

Shemale Pussy Whipped

It was a shitty day in a shitty week. The kind that made me curse my
ex-husband. He was the one who insisted we buy a house out in the
suburbs. James was a suburban boy through and through and craved the
acceptance of being gay while living out the white picket fence
lifestyle. We didn’t literally have a picket fence, but we lived on a quiet
suburban street with colonial style homes, all a hellish commute from my
job in the city.

I was the one stuck with the house and the shitty commute after the
divorce. Turns out …

Two female cousins get together for some fun and a first time sex experience

Last night we had fun, nasty fun and it was so good for
me. Let me explain.

My cousin Beth came over tonight for some of that
promiscuous fun tonight and she arrived around eight
thirty with her pajamas and a toothbrush.

“Hi Mary dear,” she said and gave me her normal
greeting kiss we always have, open mouth and tongue.

Beth, being taller then me, most people are, leaned me
back and slid her hand down the front of my blouse and
played with my nipple as we kissed, she knew this would
always get my motor running, though …

A story about one of the many gay affairs that really happened in my life

I met Ralph in my favorite bar. He was extremely
friendly and talkative. He was new in town and looking
for work as an electrician. He was staying with friends
but wanted to live on his own as soon as he could
afford it. Ralph was good company and quick to pick up
on my hint that he could enjoy my friendship and
hospitality better at my apartment. We had talked
enough for me to decided that it would be safe to take
him home for a little seduction.

Physically, Ralph was lean, dark, around twenty four
and reasonably attractive. …

Discovering You’re A Gay Sub

As my consciousness comes crashing in to my head, so
does the pain. I am vaguely aware of trying to stop the
process, but confusion reigns. I have no idea where I
am and no idea why my head is exploding.

Slowly I try to open my eyes, as the light seems to
burn into my head. Why can’t I move and why do my limbs
ache, my chest feels like I have smoked 40 cigarettes
the night before. I am trying to process all this
through the confusion, when the panic hits me, I can’t
move!

My conscious returns …

A gay guy is attracted to a big hulking moving guy (MM, oral, mutual-mast)

I guess I must look gay because I always seem to find
myself being hit on and being seduced by other men. I’m
a successful stock broker and I make a lot of money, so
I’m pretty happy with my life. And I guess I’m okay
with being hit on too.

To prove my point, this little incident happened to me
only last week…

I had called the moving company two weeks ago to
arrange for movers for this Saturday. The receptionist
had asked me how big an apartment I was moving from,
etc. and I told her that I …

Patty and Susan teach me how to be a panty wearing sissy

Susan was visiting last week. She wanted to show us her
new HP computer. Just amazing what those things can do.
Patty spends very little time searching the web even
though she is very technically minded and able to fix
most computer problems.

Anyway, Susan wanted to show off the speed of her new
computer. She flipped open the screen and clicked on
Explorer. It was surprising how much faster her
computer was than mine. Susan was also here to convince
us to join her in a sky diving lesson. Seems jumping
out of an airplane has always been her …

Step-dad and step-son masturbate together

I didn’t hear my son go into the bathroom before me, so
when I walked in, I was surprised to see him sitting on
the toilet seat with his underpants around his ankles,
legs spread wide, and jerking off his very hard and
huge cock. I had never seen him with an erection and
certainly never while he was in the throws of an
orgasm.

His hips were pumping his fat cock into his fist, which
was sliding up and down his pre-cum slimy cock. I had
not seen so much pre-cum oozing out of a cock except
out of …

A married man explores his homosexual side in the darkrooms and gay bars of Berlin

Kevin Peterson was a happily married man with a family
of two and a wife on nineteen years. Stephanie was his
wife and Jeremy his eighteen year old son, with fifteen
year old Natalie his daughter.

Their family life had been a slightly disrupted over
the last few years. The family originated from
Manchester in the UK but Kevin had been asked by his
bank, to move to Berlin for a substantial increase in
salary some four years ago. He spoke fluent German and,
at the time, his daughter and son were also learning
the language a throw back to …

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