Str8 Turn Out Ch. 01: That Empty Feeling – An Intense and Erotic Gay Sex Story
A gay sex story: Str8 Turn Out Ch. 01: That Empty Feeling A young man is turned onto gay butt play and hopes to find his way back to the straight and narrow.
This is a tale of male-on-male sex with some non-consensual elements as a young man is coming to terms with his sexuality, so if that offends, please look elsewhere.
The setup for this is a bit long, but our hero is really struggling to come to terms with his inevitable submission. This is my first story posted online so please feel free to comment and any constructive suggestions are welcome. I hope you enjoy this tale of male submission.
“Oh, fuck! Not now!” I swore as I the remote slipped off the arm of the recliner and clattered across the floor. The RC vibrator up my ass continued to pulse and thrust at its maximum intensity, pushing me over the edge! I grabbed my painfully hard cock tighter as it blasted a second load of cum over my belly and up to my chin. Damn! I had wanted my jerk off session to last longer, but without the remote I wasn’t able to keep the vibrator from assaulting my ass canal with all it’s might and pushing me over the edge to a second earthshattering orgasm.
After I caught my breathe, I paused the gay porn I was watching, laid my laptop on the coffee table and wiped the cum off my belly with some tissues. Reluctantly pulling the recliner back to a sitting position, I got to my feet and waddled to the bathroom to clean up with my little friend happily buzzing and thrusting deep inside me every step of the way.
I easily extracted the robotic cock from my well used ass as it continued to thrust and buzz angrily in my hand like it needed another ass to fuck until I hit the off switch. WHEW! Even though I had wanted it to last longer, that was still an awesome jerk off session! I cleaned myself up and as I was washing off my vibrator the shame started. What the hell was I doing?
For the record, I am straight! OK, in my college days, I had some drunken mutual jerk off sessions and once received a BJ at a glory hole at an adult bookstore, but I simply have no interest in dudes…not that I have any issue with gay guys. Whatever floats your boat and any port in a storm, right?
I guess that’s what got me into my predicament.
A few months ago, I heard about a new sports bar, so I took an Uber one night to check it out. It turns out the place was alright, but not really worth the trip. I had been to better places closer to home. Since I was already there, I decided to make the best of it.
A guy a little older than me struck up a conversation at the bar as we watched the game and we were enjoying each other’s company, having some brews and knocking back a couple of shots. It started getting late and he suggested we go back to his place for a nightcap. I guess I was pretty buzzed so I easily agreed.
His place was only a short walk away and soon we were sitting on his couch watching the end of the game and tossing back some shots of tequila. The next thing I knew, he placed his hand on my crotch and started feeling me up!
“Whoa, dude! Sorry but I’m not gay.”
“I don’t care!” he smiled as he started to open my jeans. “Just sit back and enjoy the ride.”
Before I could object, my hardening dick was engulfed in his warm mouth! Next thing you know, I WAS sitting back and enjoying the ride. Damn, he was good! I closed my eyes and enjoyed his tongue playing on my shaft. I gasped as he just dove in and swallowed all my seven inches to the root like a pro! He yanked my jeans and underwear to my ankles for better access as he dropped to his knees before me.
Unexpectedly, he pushed my knees up to my chest and started lapping and sucking on my balls. I moaned and spread my knees to give him better access, but then he dove lower!
“FUUUUUCKKK!” I moaned loudly as his tongue attacked my asshole. Some girls had stuck a finger up there during a blowjob, but this was the first time I had been rimmed. It was fucking amazing!
“Feeling good?” he chuckled.
“Fuck, yeah! Don’t stop!” I moaned back. He eagerly dove back in lapping me like a Saint Bernard going after peanut butter. I moaned and squirmed my butt against his probing tongue, but then gasped in newfound pleasure when his tongue suddenly breached my ring and plunged INSIDE!!!!!
“OH MY GOD!!” I moaned wantonly at this latest unimagined pleasure. I mindlessly grabbed his head and pulled it tight to me, insanely trying to get more of his amazing tongue even deeper inside me. He grabbed my butt cheeks in a strong grip and pulled them apart, opening me up so he could easily fuck my ass with his tongue! I moaned and squirmed beneath him as I rode wave after wave of the forbidden pleasure that he was inflicting on me.
Suddenly he pulled away and easily flipped me over onto my hands and knees with my face pressed against the back of the couch. “Damn, I had to get me some of that hot bubble butt as soon as I saw it.” he said hoarsely as he kneaded my buns. I was happily expecting to feel his lapping tongue again and I wagged my butt at him in invitation. But the next thing I felt was his cock going straight up my ass! He just rammed into me without any warning and started rabbit fucking me!!!
It was insanely painful and I yelled “OW! Stop it!!” I managed to pull away, but only after he had enjoyed a half dozen strokes in my ass. I swore under my breath as I pulled up my jeans and underwear and bolted for the door. I called for an Uber as soon as I got outside his building and was never so happy to get back to my little one-bedroom apartment.
I stripped down and took a very long hot shower as soon as I got inside, trying to wash the whole experience away. I expected to pass out as soon as I got into bed, but my head was awhirl. Was I just raped? I hadn’t consented to having my anal virginity taken, that bastard had stolen it from me. But I had also begged him not to stop when he was rimming me. I hadn’t protested when he flipped me over into a doggy style position either. In fact, I had wordlessly egged him on in expectation of a probing rim job.
I wrestled with the question and finally had to concede that while I may have been violated without my express consent, I hadn’t actually been willfully raped. But that left me with a much bigger problem that I had been mentally evading all night…I actually enjoyed it!!!
The hard truth was that had it not hurt so much, I probably would have let him take me. His cock punching rapidly deep in my ass had been incredibly pleasurable and the memory of the sensation was already haunting me. My confidence in my heterosexuality had never been so shaken. My head tried to just mark it up as just a drunken escapade, but it would turn out that my butt had other ideas.
A couple of days later I was feeling horny and while I was in the shower, instead of washing my butt with the washcloth, I had an evil thought and rubbed the whole bar up and down my butt crack. The sensation was awesome! It was almost as good as being rimmed. As you can imagine, it wasn’t long before I breached my ring with a soapy finger. I was so tight I was surprised that anything larger had ever been able to gain entry.