gay sexual fantasies

I had a friend/roommate like you once-- he was always telling me to do things and would get angry if I didn't do them... and if I kept refusing and no one was around, he would just grab me, hold me down, and assert his dominance-- I tried to fight him but I'm kind of weak so he would always be able to get to the point where he could do something to me that I wouldn't be expecting or didn't want (or know I wanted, I guess)... it wouldn't even be full on sex... sometimes it was like dry humping or sticking his fingers in me, or kissing or whatever... and he would keep doing it until I stopped resisting or just gave up fighting... and eventually he would just say something like 'get down there' and even though I didn't do it, it was extremely hard to resist. And afterwards he just had this look on his face like 'that's right, you want to suck my cock'-- or something like that, and I would feel really guilty and ashamed but also really turned on. I wasn't sure what to make of it at first, but it was actually probably my most intense sexual experience and I haven't experienced anything like it since.

It's just not the same if you're meeting someone and you're definitely going to hook up... but I did sort of have a guy cum in me without asking... it was stupid of me to do, but we were going at it and I knew he was trying to but I kind of thought he would say something first, but then suddenly I feel all wet and squishy inside and I realize that he did it... and I just said 'thank you thank you' over and over again... because I think part of me always wanted it but I was also really afraid... and he just leaned over and said 'you're a cumhole'... even though I spent the next week or so worried that I had something, it still turns me on to this day. Actually, I ended up going back to him over and over after that... and one time he actually came in me like five times in a single night. I think that some people say that cum is actually like an anti-depressant, and I think that's true, because I felt really happy and just generally alive for the next few days... so yeah, I know that a lot of the whole 'cumslave' thing is supposed to be in your head, but I actually felt like I was starting to be physically dependent on this guy... I didn't really even like him, but I loved that he had big loads and could cum in me multiple times... and he would slap my ass when he rode me, and hit me if I did or said something he didn't like.

Sometimes we would go out and I'd be walking around with his cum inside me... and one time it came out and I had to go into the washroom and clean myself up-- I told him what happened and he got really turned on... I wanted him to take me into the toilet and fill me up again, but he was too worried. I get really turned on by the idea of some guy basically just shooting his cum in me, then immediately pulling out and throwing me away... like I've served my purpose and now he wants someone else... totally hot.

I guess I have fantasies but they're kind of terrifying to me at the same time--- I think I would like it if one of my friends or someone took me to a gay sauna, tied me up and just started bringing anyone he could find into the room to fuck me... it wouldn't matter if they were fat, thin or muscular, young or old, and any race... it wouldn't matter if they were wearing a condom or not, or even if they actually had HIV (which they probably would), anyone who was willing could have a turn... and it would only stop when my friend said so... or maybe he could even leave me there, so I would have to beg someone to please untie me.

Wow, that was long--- I can't believe I just wrote all of that out.

 

^^ Great story,reading this reminds me of Boyd McDonalds Collection of sex stories written by all kinds of guys from different ages, races countries. McDonald used to publish a newsetter type thing...years before the internet... Called Straight to Hell. Later these newsletter stories were compiled into book form with names like Cum, Meat, Wet etc. Heywood your story could very well have been published there. I haven't seen any of these books in years but you might find some in in used books stores especially if the store is Gay freindly.

 

Hey wow... thanks a lot... I'll have to check that out.

Yeah... I gotta admit, it was kind of a turn on to just write all of that out.

I guess the reality is always more exciting than some vague fantasy where you don't even know how it's all going to happen-- the awkwardness and the fact that it sometimes isn't so amazing somehow make it even more amazing and exciting.

I think even that particular position is pretty lodged in my mind just because that was the first time I ever had a guy cum in me... I was on my back with my spine arched and my legs up (I'm thin and pretty flexible) and he had his arms hooked into the backs of my knees and I was just bent so his cock was rubbing against my prostate and I kept squeezing him deeper inside me going 'fuck me' over and over... and he was just going faster and harder and then suddenly he stopped. I thought maybe he was just resting because he was going pretty hard before that but the lube inside me just felt a little bit different... and even though he didn't say anything at first I sort of knew.

I don't have a lot of gay (or straight) experiences and I'm not a total slut or anything... I don't think we had intended to be a couple after that, but I think we had sexual chemistry, so we kept hooking up... and he'd probably be into it if I called him again.

It was pretty scary though-- I had never done anything like that before and when the reality hit me, I actually was so freaked out that I took the day off work, went to the hospital, and demanded they give me PEP... so I ended up taking these HIV meds for like ten days. They're not exactly effective if you take them for just that long but they were making me feel really shitty and they're basically poison so I just said 'fuck this shit, I'm probably okay' and stopped.

The first day on the meds was actually euphoric even though I was nauseous and really lonely (the guy lived in a different city, not so far, but far enough... maybe I could have found someone close but I wanted it to be sort of on the down-low)... I ended up writing poems about what it might feel like or even look like when someone gets HIV... it's like you feel like there's something inside you, changing your blood into poison, and you can't stop it or get it out. The effect of these HIV meds was actually vaguely hallucinogenic so I kept picturing it as like this thing that was just spreading inside me because that's all it knew how to do, and it was like all these psychedelic patterns and this sort of assertive but ultimately innocent voice wondering why I wasn't just letting it happen... it was so odd because I was actually strangely cheerful. This was only for the first little bit though, and afterwards I just felt awful and sick... I hated not feeling like I had any control over myself or my body or my life-- and all of this as a public figure in a foreign country where they're not at all tolerant of homosexuality and foreigners are seen as the cause of HIV... so if I had got it, I would have been homeless, jobless and HIV positive.

I also made the guy get tested and he sort of begrudgingly agreed which I thought was a good sign-- because he really didn't have to do that... everything was negative and I'm still negative. Of course, this meant nothing because sometimes it doesn't show up for like six months or something... but I've been tested since and I'm absolutely undoubtedly negative to this day.

We kept hooking up after that and I had varying levels of anxiety, but I still didn't trust him not to go to the sauna and like fuck ten guys in a night. I have to admit, though-- I was hooked on getting cum inside me, so when he came back negative, it took me a while but I eventually said I wanted him to cum in me again-- and then I guess after a while I still thought he was probably going out and fucking other guys but I just wanted his cum and it was too exhausting to think about getting tested-- so I basically begged him to do it even though I still wasn't completely comfortable with it.

I think this is actually what wrecked our relationship in the end... I didn't trust him. I don't mind it if someone is mean or dominant or whatever, but if they're out there playing around and then fucking me it's just too much stress... I kept going over the possibilities in my head-- like 'well, he's only fucked me like 4 times now so if he has it and I don't see him again, I might still be okay', some of you probably know the drill. It's so weird to do that because nothing that happens actually FEELS dirty or nasty or like you're totally getting a disease... but then you go home and sit around and think about it and suddenly it hits you-- that was really fucking stupid. But you're also just sooo turned on that sometimes you can even get off on the thought of actually just letting some definitely HIV positive guy infect you.

I have to admit that while I don't mind sex with a condom, I just don't get as turned on when the cum isn't going inside me... seriously, it's so awesome just bouncing on someone's cock, squeezing it inside me until finally they just totally lose it inside me... and after they cum in you once, when they go back for seconds it's like you're all smooth and soft inside and you know it... I gotta admit, it makes me feel totally sexy. I don't want to say that my entire life is about that, but sometimes I could see it happening-- and it's scary, but also kind of exciting. It's actually kind of sick that I think if I ever got it the first thing I would do is go to a sauna and just let everyone and anyone fuck me bareback until I couldn't walk... because if I got HIV, then nothing else would matter. I'd like to think I would care about other people-- but mostly I would probably just think of myself as dirty or poisonous and keep my distance from everyone while just letting random guys fuck me all the time.

So yeah, I think it's pretty sick and I don't think I'm a bugchaser but then again I think I could see myself becoming one, which is actually pretty terrifying so I'm trying to think in terms of the spiritual and resist that whole scene but part of me is always tempted.

Well anyway, now that everyone knows about my still pretty uneventful sex life, I think I'll stop posting these and let this thread get back on track.

 

What you're talking about, those feelings, are kind of what the whole sexual scene was like for lots of us prior to the arrival of AIDS. THere was a wild crazy abandon with just unfettered sex just because it was great. There was the thrill of knowing I'm Gay and this is how I have sex...it was its own drug and its own high. The whole idea of settling down in a monogomus relationship wasn't a primary thought for a lot of us. The hunt, the chase for the next encounter, to give ourself to someone or to take some one and thoroughly enjoy just fucking them simple...that the the joy of being gay. It didn't match the straight world model of sex and relationships at all. It was the wild, free fucking and knowing just how to use our body to please another man. All things change but I for one miss the chance to do that give and take that only gay men were able to do. Aahhh well. Thanks for sharing Heywood. Enjoy!

 

Hey yara,

Yes... that would have been soooo nice not to have to worry about things. But I think it would be pretty awful to be like that in the early 80s and then suddenly they discover this thing and there's all this fear and paranoia.

You know, I think it's awful that society is still hanging onto these notions of family and commitment and union that are pretty much irrelevant now... they needed it before when life was brutal-- but now, even if you want to raise a family, I don't think it's necessarily something you have to have. People just don't realize it, and they hang on to their traditions because they feel like they have to.

But yeah, I personally think that a lot of people out there are actually totally slutty except for all of this bullshit that's holding them back... sometimes I'm just walking down the street and every guy that goes by I just think 'maybe he'd like it if I sucked his cock'. I don't have a type at all... just urges. All that really matters is that they have to be clean, but even if they aren't, I still wonder...

Anyway, I'd absolutely love to hear about what it was like before some day!

 

I've never had a sexual fantasy of a guy I'm interested in. It's really, really odd, because they are always extremely aesthetically pleasing to me. Sometimes it's even hard to imagine what they look like in my mind. I think that's partially because I try to think they are straight to avoid a bad heartbreak. It's weird. I want him so bad but I often pretend I'm not interested at all. Why? An interesting quote from Sigmund Freud..

"Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit it openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worse, returned. But the one thing about human beings that puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within."

 

Wow, just reading this makes me rock hard and pre cum. Thanks.

 

I'm always fantasizing about a guy taking me up the rear. Either me bending over on the bed or him laying back and me riding him. Sometimes I think about going down on a guy too.

 

I have a specific fantasy about my friend (calling him R). Ive known him for a few years and I think that he is bi and I think this cus I heard from a friend that he went far with a guy once but hes been with girls and that I caught him looking at my crotch once or twice. I want to stay over his house one night. My fantasy is:

R is asleep and hes in his boxers with the fly open. I pull his cock out and play with it a bit and stoke it but then put it back and go to sleep. I'm asleep, wearing gym shorts halfway down revealing my boxers with the fly open. He wakes up and comes over and pulls mine out. R has it in his grip and stroking it and rubbing my hairy balls. He puts my manhood in his mouth and starts to suck. My cock gets hard in his mouth. About halfway through him sucking I awake and he notices but keeps his warm mouth on my 7in cock. I put my left hand on his head and push it up and down on my cock. With my right hand , I grab his cock out of his boxers. I stroke his which is getting harder and harder and I am about to cum. He swallows my load. I relax with his cock still in my hand and then throw him on the bed with me. I start to suck his cock. He has my cock in his hand as my mouth is on his cock and Im playing with his balls. After a bit, he cums and I take in his load, leaving some on his cock. We lay on the bed then with our cocks still out we head to the bathroom and clean each other's cocks off. We walk back with our cocks still out and hold each others one last time and go back to sleep.

 

My fantasy would be to passionately bang a certain few porn stars. I'd do just about anything with them. Yeah thats pretty much it.

 

all aboard the tranny bukkake and gangbang train.. Wwoooooo wwwwwoooo..:drool5:

 

If I put on my train conductors hat can I punch your ticket for this ride?

 

punch my ticket then punch me in the butt..
wooooooo wooooo....

 

I've got a really active fantasy life, each one a little more twisted than the last, but one longstanding fantasy I've had is to be taken to the playroom of a friends house, blindfolded and tied into a sling he has. I an hear other people in the room and he starts telling them some of my more embarrassing, kinky fantasies, including this one. He tells me there are 7 guys in the room all of whom I know in some way and see in my real life at least two or three times in any given month. He says they may be close friends, coworkers, cousins or brothers (his or mine), neighbors, waiters in a restaurant we go to, workers in one of the grocery stores we frequent, someone at the mall or movie theater-any guy that I have some kind of contact with and would recognize. He even says a couple of them are straight but kinky enough that he was able to talk them into this. Next thing I know, there are cocks in my face, my mouth, hands all over me, fingers and dildos in my ass (followed by cocks) and I hear comments about how hard I am, so they know I'm enjoying it, some call me a fag and laugh when my cock twitches. All talk in low murmurs, voices I can almost identify but not quite. I'm told that a couple are just watching. Eventually they all jerk off on me and I hear them leave. Then my friend tells me they all have a code word and any time I hear it out in the world, I'll know the guy was there.(the fantasy varies here-sometimes there's no code word and I'm always wondering if the guy I'm passing on the street is giving me a knowing look, of if a voice I hear was one I heard during the "event". Maybe they all have a video of the event and when I hear the code I know I have to go with them and service them or the vid ill go online. In one variation I'm at a party later and as it winds down to only a few people, someone puts the video in and I have to watch it with some or all of them in the room.

 

Haha! Fantasies are far from realities, romance is but brief. Try to deal with it fellas, same for warrior and chief.
Ahahaha!

 

Meeting two older tops on the internet, being picked up and taken back to their place for some porn and partying, then...well I'll spare you the details, and think we all know where it's going. The second would be anything to do with a bathhouse.
EDIT, forgot trannies. Gotta have them on the list. Preferably more than one and maybe another guy or two..

 

I have many fantasies, but one of the biggest involves sucking cock. I want to meet a guy for dinner or some kind date, and before the night is over, his cock will be mine. I will sit him down and make out for a bit til he gets nice and hard. Then, unzipping his pants, i pull his big meaty cock out of his jeans and using my hands (and eyes :tongue jerk him off some more so that his cock is as hard as possible. Finally, its time to suck his 8 inch cock :blush5:. Wrapping my lips around his member, I move my mouth up and down his shaft, over and over again. Looking deep into his eyes, their is a mutual understanding that I, being the slut I am, love the taste and feel of his cock in my mouth. The only thing that would make a slut such as myself happier would be his hot, sticky cum in and around my mouth.:drool5: I continued to suck his cock as he said to me "You love my cock dont you, you little slut!" His words turned me on more than ever, and I knew that what I longed for so strongly was almost there. Looking up into his eyes I begged, "I want you to come on my fucking face." He did not let me down. His load, much larger than any other I had experience up until that point, shot from his cock and onto my smiling, cum loving face. It felt so good to have his hot semen on my skin, but something was missing. That something, was his cum, missing from my mouth. As he was squirting his seed allover my face, he could tell from the look in my eyes that I wanted nothing more than to have some of that yummy cum on my lips. He then thrusted his cock back into my mouth, cum shooting down my throat, so that I could suck every last bit of it from his meaty cock. Standing back up, I leaned in for a kiss, gathered my things and left, knowing that for those few moments, he was mine and all mine. And hopefully, things work out after that so that I have a regular cock to suck...

 

Well, I have a very rich imagination, and a lot of fantasies. LOL
1. Being tied up in a sling and being gangbanged by a number of hot studs.
2. Being drugged and taken advantage of; By one or more guys
3. Being made into a sex slave.
4. Whipping and beating guys into submission.

The list goes on. Some will remain just fantasies, others, I may try to make them happen.

 

I used to fantasize about getting gangbanged by a bunch of men, most often I was a women in my fantasy. I wanted to be raped.

When I was young I had sex with other men. I loved to getting it in my ass and suck dick. I feel like PicesCub about being beaten into submission. I had my fair share of devices in my ass. Once I was fucking a dirty dildo, that made me really sick for years.

For some reason I dont have any gay feelings anymore.

 

this one might be silly but as ive not had any experience its probably understandable. Basically after he makes out with me for a little while he carrys me to the bed and lays me on my chest. Then takes off my underwear and teases me with his cock for a few seconds but doesn't enter. Then he stops and I can hear, but not see, him lubing up so anticipation fills me then finally he lays on top of me going inside me and he fucks me while kissing my neck