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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 31
One Little Indiscretion And My Days Turned To Dark Nights
This is a totally random thing, but it has shaped part of my life and to this day overhangs on many of my feelings and views of who to trust. I was doing some work in one of those countries, and one day I get picked up. I'm accused of some random law that no one knows about outside of that country and the next thing you know (I know) I'm being held incommunicado, which means no one has access to me. They have video, of an indiscretion with a guy I met. They make me watch it day after day after day. Watch where they had me on camera performing oral sex with a guy I met that night.
Weeks, turn into months. And just like I was picked up, one day with no warning I'm escorted out into a van, straight to the airport and on a plane and land in a friendly zone. My desire for that type of work drops to ZERO and I lose my job because that's what I was hired to do.
I go home to Montana and to spend the winter doing absolutely nothing. But the ranch needs to be tended to, even in the winter, so I have to get out and pick up stuff and bring it back. That's where I met Bob. Loading dock, helping get the stuff into the back of the truck.
Bob is nice to me, wants to talk, considering that during the winter customers are in one or two a day, and he runs his hand down my back, stops at my waistline and then down over my behind. It's the first warm contact I've had, I get nervous as hell but don't react. Bob says that he is going to watch the game that Sunday and I should come over, and as I leave he walks me to the truck with his arm on my shoulder. Another wave down my back, and across my behind, only this time he gives me a little grab. It's been so long that I have a discharge from my dick, precum. I sit in the cab and he rubs my thigh and tells me that it gets lonely out there, sometime a man needs a friend, so come on by.
I drive back up to the ranch, unload everything and I go into my room and beat off a load. My first ejaculation in a long long time. Remember any form of this kind of contact in that country puts you away where you don't want to go. I get cold feet and don't go see Bob. He calls, how does he know my number? Oh, don't get paranoid it's on the order I picked up at the store. He calls and drives out and says that it is one of those days where a man has to be a man and put the cards on the table. Before he puts the cards on the table he kisses me straight on, 'let's get naked and get in the hot tub'.
At least it's my place, well my parent's place, and I know there aren't any cameras and I can't resist. Bob is endowed, a real man and I can't get enough. It's been a long long time and I can't stop. He lets me work out my feelings, then he wants to make out and we're in the hot tub making out and holding cock in our hand. It's funny, I don't get excited, it is pure unabashed kissing, which is one of my major weak points, I can't hold off. After we make out for a while, I lean over the edge of the hot tub and feel Bob get to my soul. He's strong and he holds me so I can't move and he slowly, ever so slowly, penetrates my rectum, letting me enjoy every little millimeter of his manhood.
I have a problem, that one time in the hot tub and I can't get Bob out of my mind. I see him often, I go to his place and we have some pretty wild times. He has a major collection of boys in action CDs and we watch and give head, and Bob's an Alpha type and I'm a Bottom type and it always goes the same way. I just can't get enough of Bob's physical attentions and his manhood in me. I have to recognize that I am crazy in love with Bob and he's got a thing for me. The long cold winter goes by so fast, it never crossed my mind other people watched and some saw a whole lot more than they should.
No one is putting me away because I showed Bob how much I want his cock, or showed Bob how much I like him kissing him in the truck. But what if someone has a video of him with me in the hot tub out back? What if? That's all I'm saying, a gay man needs company, but what if? That's all I'm asking. It's not like it couldn't happen, even here.
Weeks, turn into months. And just like I was picked up, one day with no warning I'm escorted out into a van, straight to the airport and on a plane and land in a friendly zone. My desire for that type of work drops to ZERO and I lose my job because that's what I was hired to do.
I go home to Montana and to spend the winter doing absolutely nothing. But the ranch needs to be tended to, even in the winter, so I have to get out and pick up stuff and bring it back. That's where I met Bob. Loading dock, helping get the stuff into the back of the truck.
Bob is nice to me, wants to talk, considering that during the winter customers are in one or two a day, and he runs his hand down my back, stops at my waistline and then down over my behind. It's the first warm contact I've had, I get nervous as hell but don't react. Bob says that he is going to watch the game that Sunday and I should come over, and as I leave he walks me to the truck with his arm on my shoulder. Another wave down my back, and across my behind, only this time he gives me a little grab. It's been so long that I have a discharge from my dick, precum. I sit in the cab and he rubs my thigh and tells me that it gets lonely out there, sometime a man needs a friend, so come on by.
I drive back up to the ranch, unload everything and I go into my room and beat off a load. My first ejaculation in a long long time. Remember any form of this kind of contact in that country puts you away where you don't want to go. I get cold feet and don't go see Bob. He calls, how does he know my number? Oh, don't get paranoid it's on the order I picked up at the store. He calls and drives out and says that it is one of those days where a man has to be a man and put the cards on the table. Before he puts the cards on the table he kisses me straight on, 'let's get naked and get in the hot tub'.
At least it's my place, well my parent's place, and I know there aren't any cameras and I can't resist. Bob is endowed, a real man and I can't get enough. It's been a long long time and I can't stop. He lets me work out my feelings, then he wants to make out and we're in the hot tub making out and holding cock in our hand. It's funny, I don't get excited, it is pure unabashed kissing, which is one of my major weak points, I can't hold off. After we make out for a while, I lean over the edge of the hot tub and feel Bob get to my soul. He's strong and he holds me so I can't move and he slowly, ever so slowly, penetrates my rectum, letting me enjoy every little millimeter of his manhood.
I have a problem, that one time in the hot tub and I can't get Bob out of my mind. I see him often, I go to his place and we have some pretty wild times. He has a major collection of boys in action CDs and we watch and give head, and Bob's an Alpha type and I'm a Bottom type and it always goes the same way. I just can't get enough of Bob's physical attentions and his manhood in me. I have to recognize that I am crazy in love with Bob and he's got a thing for me. The long cold winter goes by so fast, it never crossed my mind other people watched and some saw a whole lot more than they should.
No one is putting me away because I showed Bob how much I want his cock, or showed Bob how much I like him kissing him in the truck. But what if someone has a video of him with me in the hot tub out back? What if? That's all I'm saying, a gay man needs company, but what if? That's all I'm asking. It's not like it couldn't happen, even here.
