My lover and I have been living together for three years now. Everyone in my family believes she is a female, when in all actuality she is a transexual. If they knew I was gay they would flip.

I am a married guy, with a family, my wife and I havent made love with each other since the year 2000, maybe this is because I am Bi, and a bottom, and sub`ish, I get good sex with guys and convincing TVs, I do suffer with difficullty getting / keeping a hard on, though I have had some comments from some guys saying that Thats a nice one,when i am hard,( with Viagra ) though i shy away from a female if sex is offered as i have no confidence in my cock, and if i was asked to use a condom, well i would never get it on,as i would not be able to maintain any erection, I like car park sex and dark rooms in gay bars and being chased or chatted up and then fucked by someone, I also love poppers. Also like mild BDSM, and have tried water sports with females once tried to fist a female fanny the feeling was fantastic and i would love to try again as i didnt manage to get my large fist in her, like to meet Bi couples, to play with him and her at the same time = great, I dont own any "Toys", but have had a but plug in me, I also meet a Domm Guy recently who used nipple chains / clamps on me and lots of poppers , it was the best experiance i hve ever had to date !. it took me from this planet to the next.

My confession is that I am a married middle-aged man, however love to cross-dress and meet men to be used for sex.  I've been crossdressing my face very long time and no one in my family knows about this of course.  Sadly the pandemic put a crimp to that for a year and a half however I have finally been able to get out this last month on "business trips" to make up for lost time. 

On the first time out after the pandemic I went to a gay club where I ended up getting hit on by a couple Mexican guys. I didn't buy a drink the whole night while they flirted with me. I actually danced with them and one of them was brave enough to put his hand under my skirt while still at the club.  I rewarded them by taking them back to my hotel room and sucking their cocks. I swallowed every drop and one of them continued on to fucking me.  I felt so slutty but I needed it so bad.

There's just something about women's clothes that makes me want to please a man and let them do what they want to me.

I am going to be in San Diego around the end of August and I was wondering what you folks who have been there think about Blacks beach? A guy I used to know who moved from that area 20 years told me it was full of gay guys but I've seen videos that claim to be from there that have a lot of hot girls. And what age groups are there just adults or do also you get middle and high school kids going there with friends? Do families go there? Is it worth going to look at the sights and show off a little?
Here is a nice ass for your time.

Just wanted to confess what was in my head. I was cleaning all dust an heir from my sisters jacked and the jacket is over her chest and I intentionally slowed the strokes when going over them again and again and even made her notice that I was grabbing her boobs a lot and it ended up in a laugh but damn I would have wanted something a little closer to the skin :P

She know I like incest and all of my kinky and crazy like gay/daddy/grandpas and older men fetish I've had since I can remember and she gives it all understanding and agrees with me on the jb's but she's not sure she would enjoy it with someone in the family but looked thinkful :P

My brother and I played truth or dare - show me yours, show you mine kind of things. We gradually got more daring and started with dares leading to touching and sucking. Eventually we reached the point where we would just suck each other off without the pretext of truth or dare.

We weren't really gay, I don't think, and I have never done anything with another guy. We used to go through my mom's bras and panties to get turned on, which led to us trying them on. This gave us the idea that we could take turns pretending to be the girl with each other. Almost every night we would dress up and take turns sucking each other. When we reached HS, we went further and would have sex with each other. One of us being the girl by wear a bra and a wig. This went on through college and up to present day. It is a lot less frequent now that we're both married and have families.

Thanks for listening.

I confess. I do not want to learn anything more about women. They are truly evil.
Plus I think I am going gay as I always seem to be around assholes. I must like it cause I do it allot. Women are such a pain in the ass even some who I do not get to fuck. Someone help i need some testosterone or something.
I love my wife but I am tired of her bullshit views on life,love, family , politics..
SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP! 6 feet under. Good night my friends.

I keep thinking about wanting to have sex with family members. Particularly gay sex with my brother or dad. I've always loved my brother on a plutonic level but I think I'd like to have sex with him at least once. He's admitted to having drunk gay sex before, & to being bisexual. I'd just really like to experience it with him. As for my dad..he's obese, & I've been attracted to overweight bears for some time now, big & lovely:-). Does anyone else think it would be good if the replies to theses postings showed up in our inboxes?

I'm not gay but I will subscribe to the theory that everyone is somewhere on the bisexual scale and I'm comfortable enough with my manhood that fooling around with another guy doesn't freak me out.
Anyway, my confession is that I really want to give a guy a blowjob. Perhaps it's that oral fixation stage I never grew out of or maybe it's because when growing up I had a cousin I was close with and we explored our bodies together, ended up jerking off together and masturbating each other, and then started giving each other blowjobs. It was an absolute guarantee every time our families hung out together (which was normally a couple times a month) we'd find somewhere and someway to get each other off. I took his load in my mouth a couple times and have just always wanted to pick up where those things left off. Of course, now I'm married and she knows about the stuff with my cousin but we do both fantasize about a MMF where we're all getting pleasured and it doesn't matter who is doing what or what is getting put where. We have fun texts messages about it with each other, but I don't know if she realizes how quickly I would say "yes" to an actual MMF encounter.

I confess that I'm going crazy about one of my roomates. We are very good friends, we have absolutely nothing to do with each other - I'm completely tattooed, rock n roll girl and can be perceived as a bit "crazy" for the more normal people, while he's quite normal, right now he's sitting in front of me drinking coffee wearing a polo shirt and getting ready for a meeting; it's my day off and we're having breakfast with the other roomate and the girl that lives next door before everyone starts the day.
I've even been taking pictures of him since we started living together, around 3 months ago; in the beggining I thought he was kinda cute but I was just super into him as friends, he is VERY nice guy, probably the nicest and most amazing person I've ever met in my life. We play around all the time, talking about sex, and in many opportinuities he already told me he never made a move before we moved in together because he always thought I was "too much sand for his truck" (meaning he thinks I'm too hot for him). But last week I had a dream with him that we were making out and I woke up just wanting to grab him and kiss him and go crazy on him, the way he talks, everything just drives me crazy! I do want to make a move and I know he would definitely kiss me if I did but I'm super worried to ruin our friendship and our little flatmates family that we are building up so nice. today in the morning I was playing around with the other roomate (who's gay btw) and he was grabbing my ass in the kitchen and we were laughing and then the roomate that I like came in after showering wearing only towel and asked if he could grab my ass too and I said yes and he said he was going to get hard if he did and I say so do it and he did he grabbed it real good and said I have an amazing 18yr old girl's ass and went to his room and I got super horny and came here to write this down. I dont know what to do!!!

A long time ago, the strangest thing happened to me, I still think about it fairly often over the years. Lately it's been back on my mind a lot, for whatever reason.

I had been swimming with my friend Nicole, and afterward we decided to go back to her place and hang out. We got there and there was nobody else home, so we grabbed some snacks and soda and headed to her room.

We had been casual acquaintances for a couple years, but we became better friends the beginning of that summer. I hung out with her brother sometimes, mostly in the computer room, but I had never been in her room before.

I remember she had bunk beds for some reason, the weird kind with a big bed on the bottom and a slightly smaller bed on top. I have no idea why, either. She had siblings, yeah, a brother and a sister, but they had their own rooms, and her sister was a lot older, by maybe seven years or so. Older to the point where I was surprised she was still living at home. I could only guess that maybe they were a holdover from some time she shared a room with her older sister or something, I never asked and never found out.
I was also extremely jealous because she had a cable box, in her room! Even if my mother could have afforded such a thing, she never would have let me have one, I was stuck with cable coming straight from the wall, like a chump!

She said she had to wash her hair and left to go take a shower. I was sitting on her bed, flicking through channels, watching Nickelodeon or MTV or whatever. I won't lie, I was thinking about her in that shower. We were friends, and I had no delusions of us being more, but she was quite a looker.

Eventually she returned to the room, wearing only a towel... on top of her head! Otherwise, completely stark naked! I tried not to be noticeably surprised, I tried not to have her catch me gawking like a geek, whatever, but she didn’t pay me much notice. I expected her to, like, shriek and back out, like she forgot I was there or something, but she just came in and closed the door.

It wasn’t anything sexual, either. She didn’t come on to me or anything, she just went about her way, casually getting things out of her dresser, looking in the mirror, moving stuff around on her vanity, holding a casual conversation about what was on TV or whatever, I could barely think because I was so distracted. She was acting perfectly normal other than the fact that she was naked.

I couldn’t help but sneak peeks, and longer looks whenever I got the chance, not like I had to worry because it wasn’t like she was trying to catch me or anything, but I was still worried she might. I had no idea what was going on, still don’t to this day. Her family weren’t nudists or anything, as far as I had ever known. I had been to her house before, nothing like this ever happened.

I fully believe she wasn’t coming on to me or trying to entice me in any way, either. I've told a very few people this story before, and they all seem to think I missed my cue, like she was giving me a signal, but I sincerely doubt it. She never gave me any kind of look or approached me in a proactive way or anything, there wasn’t anything sensual or cloying about her manner. She acted the same way she acted while clothed. I’m pretty sure if I had tried to hit on her or touch her or anything, she would have thrown me out. I didn’t so much as comment about her nudity, for fear of ruining anything.

Instead I just accepted the strange luck I had been given and let my eyes absorb everything. For a good while she stood in front of her big vanity mirror with her back to me, giving me a good look at both sides. The mirror wasn’t full length but it was big enough to let me see everything. I remember her wispy blonde pubes, thin enough to let me see the lips of her vulva beneath. I remember her holding the towel with her left hand while bending over to retrieve something from a low drawer. The dimples on the sides of her butt.

Eventually she took the towel off her head and dabbed at her legs and backside a bit with it, before brushing some kind of products through her long blonde hair, still nude the entire time.

I tried not to be visibly excited but I was exploding, in my mind. She shook her still damp hair and retrieved some more things from her bureau.

Eventually she put on a white, lacy bra, not see through but frilly, and then some shiny, slightly blue panties, I watched her pulling them up the entire time, wishing I were them. She finished getting dressed and opened her door, then came and sat beside me on the bed, her hair was still slightly damp.

We sat there watching TV and chatting, eventually her father came home and greeted us, soon enough the rest of her family was there, as well. I was still running her previous nudity through my mind the entire time.

After who knows how long, it got dark, I left and went home. She and I were still cool that entire summer, still hung out at the pool a lot, but there were no more nude house visits after that. I hung with her at her house a few times after that, sometimes we were alone again, but they were all normal, fully clothed hangs. Much to my chagrin.

After that summer we were still cordial, but she was already moving on to different friends, mostly girls, generally stuck up snobs. We would see each other in the hallways and be cool, but we weren’t really hanging out anymore. I still hung out with her brother sometimes, but she would only barely acknowledge me when I was over.

We fell even further out of touch after that, maybe an acknowledgment in the hallway, head nod or a smile, but no more friendly stop and chats.

After a while I realized I stopped seeing her or her brother at all and found out months after the fact that they had moved to another city, entirely! Didn't even think to tell me about it, the last time I had hung out with her brother, nobody had mentioned anything about moving.

I never found out what was going on that day, never found out if hanging out naked was something she had done with other people or something, like it was just normal for her, never found out if she thought I was gay and that’s why she was fine being naked around me, never found out if I was actually totally wrong about it being innocent casual nudity, nothing.

Even to this day I would love to ask, if I somehow got back in touch with her. If she would even remember at all, or if she would remember but pretend not to, or if she would think/pretend I was making it up and being some kind of freak for even bringing it up. Like I was trying to get with her or something. Maybe be freaked out that it's been on my mind this many years later. I just want to put an end to my nagging curiosity, is all.

The whole thing was very weird, and she’s almost become a bigger part of my memories, than she ever was a part of my life, which is sad when I think about it, especially with how important it all felt back then, friends seemed like the biggest thing in your life, people you would know forever, and then one day you just, never see them again. It's an odd feeling when a memory seems more real to you than the person the memory is about, has a bigger impact on your life than the person it's about.