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Gay Male / 34

Be Careful What You Wish For

Years ago, on a new defunct 'contact' publication, i asked on it, if there was an older controlling bitch out there, willing to enter a long-term relationship with a submissive much younger male, who craved total-enclosure bondage, using an expensive rubber bondage-bag, in my possession.
There was only one reply, and a scary one at that, which quickly became obvious when we met. She was a healthy coldly attractive lady, with gray hair, neatly styled, horn-rim glasses, and a pair of the coldest pale blue eyes ever,,,almost thirty years my senior, she exuded power and self-assurance, and I was immediately smitten...

When I awkwardly broached the subject of the bondage-bag, she made a dismissive gesture, and said calmly "New experience - sounds like fun! For me at least, you - probably not so much, but I sense you crave long-term misery, with a cruel woman who would enslave you, sexually, socially and financially, Well I'm here to tell you I find you very attractive in your youthful naivete, and would happily dominate you to death, for as long as either of us survive...I take pride in my health, and expect to live another twenty years, maybe more...you maybe a lot less, as I fuck your brains out, or 'wank you to death" when I'm not in the mood for the other...I might even make you marry me, so you can worry about me hastening your end, to inherit your nice house, cars, and bank accounts..."

And that's what happened or more accurately is in the process of happening, and as her sex-slave, I live in anxiety but total addiction to my confinement in the rubber bag, long and often, as the days become weeks, the weeks years...

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# 82452 - by Bagman / September 15, 2025
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 52

    Night Shift

    Before I got into my career I had a security job working nights at a big warehouse. This was the mid 90's and I was in my early 20's. I had to do hourly security patrols of the perimeter and fire safety checks bit it was an easy job. I sat in the guardhouse between patrols reading books,listeningvto the radio and sometimes beating off to porn magazines. There was a night shift working in the warehouse and I would chat with a couple of the guys as I had a cigarette and coffee to stay awake.

    There was an older guy mid 50's,stocky with a moustache who I had a number of good chats with. This one night I had a hot magazine and was going to have a quick wank. I had my pants down and my stiffening cock in my hand. Without me seeing him the older guy had quietly walked up to the booth and was watching me through the window. I felt a presence and looked up seeing his smiling face. I was embarrassed and began pulling my pants up. He came on the booth and stopped me. "Can't let a nice hard on go to waste" he said. His hand found my cock and fondled it back to a full erection. I was so turned on I let him masturbate me and he pumped a big load out of my cock into a bunch of tissues he held in his other hand. When he was fine he daid" Our secret I gotta go back to work" and left. I sat there sexually released but felt shy. How can I face this guy again? I thought. The whole thing turned me on and I jerked one off in the washroom an hour later thinking of what he did.

    Well he paid me a few more visits I'm the course of that job. He masturbated me a few times and blew me as well. I grew to really like it and often thought about him when I masturbated. After I left the job I landed my first career position. I dated some women but thoughts of sex with an older married guy from work. He was experienced with men and in his mid 40's then. He would have sex with me at my apartment and we got into everything. I sucked his cock and we fucked both giving and receiving. He is retired now and divorced. He has been my lover fulltime for 5 years. The sex with him after many years is deeply satisfying and easy. We know exactly how to please each other.

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    # 82443 - by Knowing / September 14, 2025
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 45

    First Bbc Experience

    For the last couple years I had really got interested in trying a bbc. Something about black dick really got me horny. Being married I rarely got fucked so I wasn’t sure if I could handle a big dick.

    Labor Day weekend my wife and kids went to her parents house. I stayed home because I was remodeling a bathroom in our house. But really I met a bbc on a hook up app and I was planning on getting fucked

    Feeling the guys balls bounce off my butt while his big dick stretched my hold to the max was awesome. Plus he got really deep in me which was a new feeling.

    I basically submitted to him. Told him to fuck me how he wished. He loved fucking married guys. His long thick uncut dick stretched me wide open. It hurt at first but he kept telling me to relax my pussy.

    Of course he bred me. His cum was deep in me.

    Now I crave more bbc.

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    # 82437 - by Rich / September 14, 2025
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    Gay Male / 47

    My First Lover

    I was driving and I borrowed my mother's car and went to a friend's house. We went up to his room and he was a comic book nerd, and I lay on his bed reading a comic book and he got on my back, and grabbed me by the shoulders and humped me hard and came in his pants. He just couldn't resist, and it didn't bother me. I let him kiss me.

    When I went to his house I sucked dick, I got naked, he used some Vaseline from his parents bathroom, and he inserted himself completely until he came before withdrawing. I lay on my back afterwards and let him kiss me, and suck my dick. We were, to use today's expression, very sexually active.

    But being gay then was a real problem. At school he ran with another crowd, I was more into intellectuals, and he liked being around the in crowd. Pretty fitting for a top boy and a bottom boy. I was in complete infatuation with him. He kept an eye on me, he was possessive. It was immature of me to believe that no one noticed, but everyone noticed. I found a pair of panties in my locker.

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    # 82431 - by Nate / September 14, 2025
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    Gay Male / 66

    My Story, I Think Most Gay Men Have Similar Stories

    I was abroad, in Chile. My work is with the shipping industry. I was at a port in the south of Chile inspecting a fleet of fishing vessels. I was at a small hotel, there are no big hotels in that village. I saw, that is I was outside catching some air before turning in for the night, these two men in their twenties, in a sexual embrace kissing. I watched, they were unaware of me. I watched as they kissed and their hands went everywhere, touching each other. I was so engrossed in the scene I was watching, that I didn't realize that I had cum in my pants, not until the cold winds alerted me.

    That night, alone in my room, I masturbated for the first time completely engrossed in the scene I had witnessed. Imagining what came afterwards, as they found a warm place to continue. For the rest of my visit, and afterwards, I could not put that scene out of my mind, and it always aroused me into very intense masturbation. My mind, captured, I dreamt of being the passive partner, and ended up with his fellow on top of him. I was 32 then, single. But a door had opened, and I wasn't sure I could in real life go there. I masturbated. That was my outlet.

    Time and travel led me to find places where gay men congregated, I was a fly on the wall watching them dance, and embrace, kiss and hold hands. I watched, a voyeur into that world. In NY, in Caracas, in China. There are gay men everywhere. Some were for sale, but I could not to through with it. I paid money to watch at clubs in Rio and Mexico, clubs for gay men, men kissing and performing gay sex in public. I watched and masturbated in Hamburg, at this club where the couple I paid for had complete anal sex right in front of me. My release, masturbation.

    The internet or movies did nothing for me. Literature, the written descriptions, the lost loves, the search for a lover, those did interest me. And passages of gay men in erotic fantasy always did the trick for me. I turned fifty, still single, in the shipping industry, but with a position of much greater responsibility. I was in London attending an insurance meeting, and this man in his thirties was presenting. I went over to tell him I appreciated the work he had put into it, it was one of the very best insurance presentations I had attended. We talked, and agreed to having dinner. He was from Boston, of Lebanese descent.

    The word I repeated to myself at the time, is that he was very virile. But his interest were not in the women around us, but in the conversation we were having. He knew of a club where he took me, this was a 'bath house', I had never been in one. Men half naked, men kissing and embracing, men performing fellatio, it was all there and he invited me into the sauna. Half the men there left the towel aside, as did my friend, his penis twelve inches from me. He put his arm around me and asked me if I wanted to give him a blowjob. Across from us was a young man on his knees, and an older man in front of him. He had taken my hand and put my hand on his penis.

    Twenty years of dreams and masturbation, and I had a man in my hand and I was making love to his penis. I allowed him to take me to a small room with a curtain and completely have sex with me. The rooms were equipped with lubricants and condoms, I never asked whether he used a condom. We spent the night at his hotel room, and I had the walk of shame leaving in my rumpled suit the next day.

    It's a memory I cherish, it broke the ice and I am able to circulate and meet men. At this age I much prefer men my age. It's the conversation that I don't like from the younger men. A man who is at ease with himself and we can share time together. I enjoy an afternoon naked with a man that wants to kiss, making love and just being together.

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    # 82430 - by Herman / September 14, 2025
    • - Gay Stories -
    Straight Male / 34

    It's All Cool

    desperate to find gay males, any age, weight, or apperance, willing to keep me in my expensive rubber-coated rip-stop nylon bodybag, for VERY long periods of time, while using two zippered openings, to face-f... me, while subjecting me to merciless 'sadistic masturbation' via the other one...mental cruelty can be as effective, often more so, than physical abuse, when combined with credible threats to make my sex-slavery permanent...of course I'm crazy enough to lwt this happen...

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    # 82426 - by Bagman / September 14, 2025
    - Gay Stories -
    Gay Male / 31

    A Bit Of The Back Story About Being Gay In The Oregon Backwoods

    When I went to grad school I found a room with another guy in the same department. He had a boyfriend, and they spent a lot of time in bed together. It was a lot of open affection, kissing, walking around naked after having sex, that sort of thing. I got a lot of 'if you try it, you might like it'. A friend of theirs was at the apartment and he got on top of me on the couch and started to hump me. He fought to get my pants off, and my roommate and his boyfriend got involved to help him. I was held down while he worked his lube up my ass, and then got on me and fucked me.

    Now I was one of them. I had to suck dick, because he was older and the top and I was the bottom. He slept with me, meaning he had sex with me, and stayed the night afterwards. There was a lot of kissing and manhandling, and after a while I went along with it. Then we started to have missionary sex, with a lot of kissing that went along with it.

    I finished grad school and got a job teaching at this junior college in my home town. He went his way, to Oregon to be a backwoods gay man. I married a high school friend and settled down for the duration. Her dream was being a stay at home mom and she used the allowance she got from her grandfather's will so she didn't have to work. All was well that ends well and I was settled in and part of the community now that we were adults with a family.

    I walked out of the building to my car one afternoon and he was standing there. He looked like Jeremiah Johnson. He's big, and he was tanned and had a half beard. He told me had come for me, to take me back with him. I told him I was married, had kids, a job. But that didn't seem to affect him. I got 'royally' fucked. I didn't realize how much I missed it.

    The long and short of it is that I live in Oregon with him, and divorced my wife and she got the kids. I work as a tutor and don't make much money, but send what I can when I get some. I think of that time back in grad school. I really didn't realize that I wasn't just playing along with him. I know that now. I'm gay.

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    # 82420 - by Plain old Joe / September 13, 2025
    - Gay Stories -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 30

    I Fell Into A Hot And Heavy Gay Relationship While I Was Abroad

    This is a tale about my gay experience. it was in 2019. I finished college and chose to take a gap year and go travel the world. I went to Europe and I settled into a small town in Mallorca. I got a job part time at a pizza place. I met Leonardo there, he was from Barcelona. To cut down expenses we agreed to share a room.

    Leo, he called himself Leo, was a tallish guy, slim, with hairy enough legs and torso. I say that because Leo was a natural guy, who walked around naked. Stood over me with his dick in my face, not saying anything, until I touched it and he stood and watched me until I put his dick in my mouth. Leo really enjoyed being Macho with me, and he finished off the session fucking me.

    I was then Leo's boyfriend. Let it be clear, the Macho is not the boyfriend, the sissy is the boyfriend. I was by default the sissy. The one that ran around pleasing him. The one that took care of the apartment, the daily grocery, the cooking, and carrying the clothes to the laundry. Leo liked his bed made early, Leo only wanted fresh vegetables. Leo wanted to make love and he always wanted to end with penetration. It was my responsibility to keep lube around. Leo would not and did not wear a condom. That was beneath him.

    If Leo felt like kissing me in the town square, that was his privilege. But if I wanted an affection, I had to be careful, like getting up close to a Cobra. If I was not careful, he bit my head off. He had a way of showing off that he was the Macho, and I was the cocksucker. It bothered me, it went against my inner self. I had always been a leader, a dominant player. And now I lay on the bed holding onto the metal headboard, looking out the window while Leo drove his cock in me. Who else saw me? the window was open, and the other apartments were everywhere.

    Four months passed until my grandmother got ill and I used that as the excuse to leave and go home, I did not go back to Mallorca. Leo had to find another boyfriend. Friends asked me what the girls were like, and I told them, the local girls don't have anything to do with tourists or expats, because you leave. A local girl is not leaving, the furthest she will go is a two blocks from her mother. A lot of truth in that, but I did not talk about Leo. I talked about the friends I made there.

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    # 82402 - by Steve / September 13, 2025
    - Gay Stories -
    Gay Male / 34

    Sadistic Masturbation

    My first such experience happened when I was barely eighteen, and looked a lot younger...don't remember the origin, but I seem to always have been obsessed with being kept in what they call a 'bondage-bag' these days, and ' wanked to death' as it is often termed...this obsession has only grown over time, and is now a full addiction...women are not interested in such "perversions" but many males, mainly older, enjoy having absolute power and total control over what they termed a "pretty boy", and I was pleasantly surprised just how much cruelty went along with all this...there was a cheap and nasty contact booklet available then, where all kinds of pretty strange ads were accepted, and I met my first dominant partner there...

    He was in his forties, it seemed, and with the overuse of the "little blue tabs" he was endlessly horny, and only too happy to shove me into a 'mummy-bag' sleeping-bag, pull the drawcords tight round my neck, with several winds which shrank the "hood" part down until only my mouth was exposed...that opening was then filled completely with hot hard flesh, also introducing me to what they call "breathplay" which ensures absolute obedience and mindless compliance with any command, on penalty of slow suffocation, which oddly enough increased my arousal to addictive levels!

    Long experience with that, led to even more addictive fever for similar confinement, but in rubber or rubber-coated fabric...which now rules my life, and leads to me looking for someone or more than one, even, to make me a sex-slave for the rest of my life! Any age, gender, weight, appearance or ethnic origin is fine, and I can accomodate or visit...he-she-or they mustn't let me die, but wishing for death as the only escape from bags as I have described, would be okay... more than okay really...

    Now look for all the "remove this" votes from wimps and wusses who should just get the f...off this site, and leave us true "perv's" to it...

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    # 82398 - by Bagman / September 13, 2025
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 35

    Backyard Display

    I bought this semi detached house in 2019 just before the pandemic and as I turned 30. It was the last house on a dead end street,in good shape and at a good price. On the other side lives a retired teacher. Our backyards are adjoined and I have a deck at the back while he has a patio. There is a wood fence between but from my deck I can see into his yard and he can see if I am on the deck. When Covid hit I could work remotely from home and of course was home a lot more.

    My neighbor Doug had a number of friendly chats over the fence. He is in his early 60's with a bit of extra weight and short steel grey hair. I noticed when I went outside on the deck to smoke a cigarette or have my coffee Doug would be out in his yard catching some sun on a lounge chair in the nude. He didn't seem to mind whether I saw him or not. I would glance at him as he lay there unperturbed. I figured he was a nudist,an exhibitionist or both. I had never felt much sexual attraction to men before but something clicked here. I started checking out his body especially his fat cock which had a slight upward curve to it. He had a hairy chest as well over a bit of a belly. Each time I saw him naked I felt a gradual increase in my horniness. One Sunday afternoon I decided to get naked myself. I got out on my deck and my tall lean body spread out on a new lounge chair I bought. Doug came out awhile later naked as usual. He sat in his chair. He had placed the chair in such a way I could look directly at him and if he wanted he could look up at me. There was a moment when our eyes met and held. He looked me all over and I got an erection. His fat cock rose up in response. There was this simmering sexual tension as we stared at each other and our hard cocks. My heart started pounding as Doug slowly caressed his cock. I did the same transfixed. He stood up and slowly walked to the end of his yard. I kept watching him as he stepped over the small hedge at the end of my yard. He came into my yard and climbed the steps to my deck. He asked me to stand up and as I did he rubbed our hard cocks together. I was so turned on.He pressed against me and gave me a smouldering kiss. Before I could respond much he dropped to his knees and his hungry mouth engulfed my cock. I caressed his head as he sucked me to an explosive climax. He stood up and showed me my cum in his mouth. I knew I wanted to return the favor I dropped down and guided that fat cock between my lips. He groaned as I kissed and sucked the big head. I took more of his cock in and sucked with a deepening need. After a few minutes his cock spurted in my mouth and I swallowed his load.

    Doug and I began having sex together regularly. Mutual oral led to mutual intercourse. We hang out naked in each other's house and got it on. Doug likes to say that after 5 years we know each other's body as well as we know our own. I know his cock fits my ass and mouth like a glove and he feels the same way. What surprises me is how passionate we get in bed and out of bed. I never realized I could desire a man this much. .

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    # 82384 - by Tom / September 12, 2025
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