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For a friend... I have always loved wearing lingerie. The way it felt, the way it made me feel, so sexy and girly. It was the biggest turn on to wear it and imagine being with a man. Having him want me, to be desired. Private sessions turned into public outings. Of course, no one knew, but hidden under my clothes, the soft, sensual feel of it always made me feel sexy and incredible. The secret hidden pleasure of it. It heighten all my lusts. It made me crave cock. The thrill of it only made me want more. More of all of it. I started to dress up, from head to toe. Skin tight dresses, high he… अधिक पढ़ें

Getting an education into the kinkier side of gay sex. My first time was with a friend from school. I would of thought I'd of been more nervous. It was just that the urges were so strong. I was so ready, so curious. It was overwhelming. Having seen adult magazines, my attraction to and lust for cock seemed unending. Having memorized the pictures of girls getting facials, my desire to have those male pornstars cum on me too, seemed overpowering. I dreamed of feeling thick, hot ropes of sperm land on me, covering my face, filling my mouth. I had told him that I would try it, I would suck him, i… अधिक पढ़ें

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When did you first know? When did you first know that you craved sex with another boy or with another man? The stories are so varied, yet so many share similarities. I love to hear to them, most are erotic and lust filled tales of discovery. The sensual first encounters of youth, college aged curiousity, or a middle aged longing, they all share that same, incredible excitement. Seeing other naked boys in the school locker room. Maybe feeeling a stir within, that you did not yet quite understand. Thinking about it, late at night and becoming aroused. Maybe, an older boy, whom you felt drawn to.… अधिक पढ़ें

His touch, so different from a woman's, strong and with lust filled purpose. It felt so good to give into it, to him.… अधिक पढ़ें

I was older by the time I had gotten up enough nerve to try my first encounter with another guy. Immediately, his touch was so very different from a woman's. Charged and erotic, firm and with purpose. It was easy to just let go and melt into the massage table. His hands on my chest, oiled, warm and slick. Over my sensitive nipples, it's affect on me was instant. Earlier, he had me strip oit of my clothes and cover my self with a towel. I had not thought much of it. Now, there was no hiding how turned on he had made me. My erection throbbed and bounced, lifting the towel. Wonderfully, he contin… अधिक पढ़ें

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"Horny men lusted for me, they wanted me."… अधिक पढ़ें

For a reader... High School is a weird time in most peoples lives. Finding yourself, your wants, with a little bit of new found freedom to explore them. I was no different, but I think my High School experiences might be. I'm not exactly sure how some of these things came about, only where they led. I will just start from the beginning, that might be easier... I was lucky enough, or cursed, with having a beautiful older sister. Popular, Captain of her cheer squad, an All American Sweetheart. As most HS Cheerleaders everywhere, she had her pick of boys, because they were all drawn to her. The… अधिक पढ़ें

Inspired by a reader... I knew that I was going to be out of town in a few weeks and it made my thoughts simply race and my pulse quicken. The opportunities, the possiblity of living out my fantasies. I have always craved to be wanted by men and to pleasure them. More than that, I have always felt slightly, "Girly." Slightly feminine and it and my needs and desires have grown, as I had. Living as a man, yet so very deeply craving the experiences of a woman, I had aquired things to help me in my journey. Makeup, beautiful, sexy lingerie, tight dresses and high heeled shoes. Nothing made me fee… अधिक पढ़ें

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Inspired by a reader... My whole life, I never would of considered myself a "sissy." I, for sure, would of never called myself one. Well, maybe, behind closed doors. As I got older, the desires and urges grew. They became stronger and my ability to fight them off and resist them lessened. Being older, it just feels so good to give into them, now. Of course, that does not mean that it was always the case. However, there were encounters with it, in my youth. The cravings, the lust filled thoughts, the yearning. The very first time was with some sort of relative, just a few years older than me.… अधिक पढ़ें

This was a few years ago, but still just so incredible to think about. It seems like every couple years, those familar urges and desires become just to strong to deny or resist. My path has been mostly straight, but with a few very sharp curves thrown in. This was one of those curves... My girl and I were at a beach resort. For various reasons, I knew that some of my days and evenings would be spent alone. With the beach so close by, I did not mind. I love the beach, it always makes me so horny. The sun, the sand, the surf, the smell of sun tan lotion. Of course, the beautiful, bikini clad gi… अधिक पढ़ें

How it started. The Pathfinder. Horny young lusts, desires and urges.… अधिक पढ़ें

While writing "The Pathfinder" story, so many memories came flooding back to me. There were of youth, they were of my best friend and the sexual explorations and discoveries that we shared together. Before anything at all happened, we were friends first. Maybe that was part of it being so special. He was a handsome and popular guy and he always had a girlfriend. I did ok back then, too. But, to my frustration, the girls never pursued me like they did him. Yet, he also always seemed to be slightly disinterested in them. Perhaps that should of been a sign. I see now, looking back, that I missed… अधिक पढ़ें

Such insatiable, unquenchable desire.… अधिक पढ़ें

He seemed ashamed of his urges. I neither encourged them, nor condemned them. I simply provided an outlet to fulfill and express them, if he and others chose to. I will call him, "The Conflicted." He told me about how he had feelings towards his friend. He did not know if they were just his urges or if they were deeper feelings. Was it just his desire for cock, any cock, or was it just for his friend's? It can be so confusing. Added in are the pressures to ingore and suppress such desires, wherever they may come from. I could relate. It was a friend that first led me down my own path. He had e… अधिक पढ़ें