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With age comes a certain amount of freedom and perhaps even a certain amount of knowledge. At least a personal knowledge. Knowing what you want and now being mature and free enough, within yourself, to finally explore it. That is how I would describe myself, now even define myself. With age and all these years I might finally be ready, for the first time, to explore a forbidden sexual side. Maybe my lusts were stamped down, maybe they were just beginning to emerge, either way I was ready to try. I was curious, curious about a man's body. Curious to be touched by a man and to possibly even to… Läs mer

Young, very young when I began to be become curious. Having found an "Adult" magazine, the images and stories ignited my mind and body. A smoldering sexual fire full of lustful thoughts and fantasy. Of all the sexy nude women photographed inside, it was the pictures of cock that affected me the most. I was unexplainably drawn to the images and for some reason, I found them beautiful, sexual and a source of desire. At a relative'a apartment, I felt my passions and curiousity burn once more. Away from home and far from anyone I knew, I felt a chance to explore my young desires and cravings. One… Läs mer

https://sv.xhamstervideo.net/videos/glory-holes-3510046 I had thought about it so many times. I even knew the best places to find them. They seemed so perfect, just so anonymous. No faces, no names, just two people getting exactly what they want. I was so horny and it was something that a woman just could not satisfy. There is a certain thrill involved in going to a glory hole or an ABS video booth. The drive there, the anticipation, the prospect of a warm, wet, hungry mouth or a hard and horny cock. Whatever your role or desire, standing or on your knees, both could be satisfied there. I wanted a m… Läs mer

The anonymous, quiet, private studio was my quilty pleasure. It was more than just making extra, badly needed, money though. Like most college aged male's, I had a sexual appetite in overdrive. It was here, in the studio where I had my first male on male encounter. An intoduction to forbidden pleasures. An erotic introduction to lusts I did not know I possessed. An appetite and lust of cock. An attraction to cock, although not necessarily an attraction to boys, themselves. A girl with a cock? That would be too good to be true! When the photographer started to shoot CDs, boys dressed as girls,… Läs mer

It started out as comments, small flirts even. A co worker, and car pool partner, becoming a friend, slowly becoming even more. As we drove to work, his statement of cock size and needs lead me to demand he prove it, demand that he take it out and show me. "If I take it out, what are you going to do with it." Half joking, I told him I would stroke it. I dared him and he dared me back. It didn't seem real when he started to undo his pants. I thought that at any second he would stop and laugh, but he didn't. Everything seemed as if in slow motion as I watched. I wanted to look away, but my eyes… Läs mer

Everyone has secrets. Here I can admit mine. I secretly crave sucking cock. No one knows, no ones suspects that I yearn for dick. I doubt that I am alone. Our lives lived out normal, families and jobs but when alone, the fantasies start. I feel weak to them, to the fantaises and to cock. Strong on the outside, wanting to fall to my knees on the inside. The allure of cock. The images and videos of cock. Soft, hanging dick, why does it make me so horny and weak. The way it moves and bounces, the way it feels on my lips. Hard, throbbing dick, so beautiful, so appealing. Men and women sucking coc… Läs mer

I would never admit it, nor would I tell anyone. However, I had to admit, to myself at least, that the photo shoot was fun. Maybe even thrilling. After all, it was only modeling. It was as if I was an actor, playing a part. Ya, OK, it was a turn on. Yes, I had a cock in my mouth and tasted cum, but it was for the camera. I wasn't gay. Even if I liked it, even if it made me hard. I wasn't gay. Even if I wanted to go back, I wasn't gay. I could tell myself it was for the money. I called again and the photographer gave me a time to come over. This time, he said, just to let myself in. From behin… Läs mer

In college and in need of money, I answered an ad lookimg for male models for an all male photo shoot. Therewas not alot of information in the ad and the only requirements seemed to be that you were handsome and in shape. I had never had much trouble getting dates and I was an athlete, so I figured I met them easily. The address was for a small studio in a quiet industrial center. No name above the door, just a number. I knocked on the door and was met by a man who said he was the photographer and to come in. Inside, behind a partition was a bed, a couch, and a painted wall, all with lights s… Läs mer

Growing up, there were twomain hang out and hook up spots, and most everyone knew it. The woods and the sand dunes. Of course, there were other places to meet up or go, but for privacy thkse were the two. Away from prying eyes, they offered a place for teens to explore their raging hormones and desires. Especially at night when the only light between the rolling dunes was what night sky provided It made it easy to hide who was coming and going and also who they were with. Not only for exploring boys and girls, but also curious girl-girl couples and boy-boy couples. Not talked about back then a… Läs mer

I have been lucky in life. I have had many sexual encounters, many lover's and many relationships of all kinds. The women in life have been wonderful, for the most part. However, in my experience, finding a woman how had the same sex drive and similar desires was rare. Spontaneity and a sense of sexual adventure was even more rare. Other males, though, they did. Everyone has their own wants, of course. Also, everyone has their own needs, desires, likes and dislikes. Not always on the surface, sometimes personal and hidden. A private personality. That is were my love of submissive and "Sissy"… Läs mer

Feeling warm hands caressing me, gently rubbing, pulling and pinching my nipples as I layed there. In a dream like state, neither fully awake nor asleep. This always feels so good. It is always such a turn on. It feels as if I could come from this kind of pleasure alone. It drives me crazy and lowers my inhabitions. It REALLY lowers my inhabitions. Combine that with youth and alcohol, I might do just about anything. That little confession seemed harmless enough. After all, I told it to a friend on a night of beer infused confessions in which we were both sharing stories. It was innocent fun,… Läs mer

Lay back, let your finger tips run across your nipples. Does it feel good? Does it make your cock stir? Rub them, gently pull on them and pinch them. Yes, nice. Imagine a warm wet mouth, soft lips kissing them, sucking on them. Run your finger tips over your cock. That feels incredible. Lightly caress it, gently tease it. Let one hand rub your nipples as the other strokes your cock. Mmmmm. If you like, snake your hand between your legs and rub your sensitive little asshole. Trace circles around it, tease it. Press your finger inside if you like too. Oh, yesssss. Stroke your hard, sexy dick. St… Läs mer

Sexual appetites and desires sometimes change, especially as we get older. Things that might of once seemed a turn off or taboo can become irresistible. Also, things or people that were once so satisifying can change and now not be enough; a wife, for example. One might love her, adore her, but sexually she may now not be enough for us because of our changes, because of our changing season. Never having been attracted to other men, now one might feel a desire to be with them, To feel another close to him. Never of imagining kissing another man, perhaps now that is just seems so damn appealing… Läs mer

College life, a time when young adults can finally get out from under their parents wings and fly on their own. For most, it is a time of exploration. A time when the find themselves and find out what they like. It is when they find out what their appetites are. As usually hapens when boys are drinking beer, the talk turned towards sex. Just a group of dorm friends, hanging out and drinking. One in our group was shy, alittle more quiet, but just a normal acting, nice guy. When the other's left, he and I stayed and the conversation continued. Maybe I should of known better, but I didn't think… Läs mer

It is yin and yang, two sides of the same coin. One needs the other and both are equal. I would come to learn this and embrace it over the years. At first, it seemed as if I might of been using my special friends, maybe even taking advantage of them. Now I know we both used each other, both were fulfilling our own needs. My love of sissies started early. Young and always so very horny, I became friends with an even younger neighbor. I can't say I planned anything in advance, at least not at first, but pretty quickly our friendship became more. Parents working, we were often left alone during… Läs mer

Often, watching porn reminds me of my first time. Certain scenes can make that incredible memory flood back. My first time was so amazing. It has stuck with me and is still so thrilling. I hope everyone's was as special. Like most, I was young, I was naive. Everything was so fresh and new, everything was so exciting. There were no experiences to pull from, no knowledge or preceived notions. Minds and eyes were clear, uncluttered with life's pressures and problems. Emotions, senses were on the surface. What a wonderful time. How wonderful it was to be young. It was dark out. We were both so ne… Läs mer

I had been with Brett several times now after our first time together. Sucking his cock and making him cum was all I could think about. I loved pleasuring him; I loved the way it made me feel being with him. I also admit, I loved the attention of an older, popular, handsome boy. Brett liked me to dress up in feminine, girly panties and bra. From the moment I first slipped on a soft, silky thong, I loved the way it felt and how it made me feel. So sexy and turned on. I got myself self a new bright red thong and matching bra. I had taken them from a friend's sister. They were soft, silk like a… Läs mer

Brett lived down the street from me growing up. He was a few years older than me, but was always hanging out at my house with my older brothers. One special day, Brett came over when my brothers were gone and no one else was home. Maybe he knew no one was there, I will never know. When I told them no one was home, but he said he needed to come in to get something he had left in my brother’s room. I let him in... Brett sat on the bed and after some small talk, asked if I liked, "cock." Surprised, maybe a little embarrassed, of course I said ‘no’. Brett then asked “Have you tried it?" "Well… Läs mer

As I walked into the Adult Book Store, my eyes raced around at all the magazines, movies and adult toys they had on display. It was such a turn on, it is almost a sexual overload. My mind raced and y cock stirred. They had a section for every taste, whim and fetish. As I browsed around the store, I saw a sign above a darken hallway that said “personal video booths.” I walked in, hoping to watch some porn and relieve the aching in my pants, as my cock was begging for release. As I walked towards a booth, I heard a voice say “You want dick?” I could tell immediately that it was the voice of a b… Läs mer

A knock at the door. Who was it? Who else cloud it be? Who did I want it to be? I was suddenly consumed with nervous excitement. I didn't even know who it was, but my mind was already racing. "Was I really hoping it was him?" "If it was, what would I do?" "If he asked to come in, would I let him?" "Where would it lead if I did?" So many questions rushed through my head, and I had no answers. So many thoughts, all in a split second. I knew it was him. I didn't even have to look. I could feel it, I could sense it. My cock was already stirring. I opened the door and said hello. I felt a rush as… Läs mer