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- #STRAIGHT GUY FORCED GAY SEX STORIES LITEROTICIA FULL#
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#STRAIGHT GUY FORCED GAY SEX STORIES LITEROTICIA CODE#
It’s your standard leather bar, the kind where the dress code loosely demands leather or denim, and most of that can be checked at the door if you so choose. It was late on a chilly spring Wednesday night in May when I got to my favourite local haunt, The Chase. However, there was still one taboo I had not broken, although I didn’t even realize it at the time, and in the way one peels away the many layers of an onion to get closer to the rich core, I realized that there were parts of my sexuality that I still had not come to terms with. I was so far removed from being the simple farm boy who had moved to the city scarcely less than two years before as to be considered ‘worldly’ by the standards of most of the men I enjoyed the company of.
#STRAIGHT GUY FORCED GAY SEX STORIES LITEROTICIA FULL#
By the time I come to my time of my story, I had been fisted twice, tortured, enslaved, peed on, and been the subject of mass orgies and sex parties full of hard drugs, sex toys and fetish games. I began to frequent the leather bars, the darker baths, the parks - those places where men descended into darkness to exercise their deepest, most secret fetish desires. I started going in for the rougher trade men or the men who seemed to have something special to offer. As they do with so many young gay men, my possibilities began to expand. Well, it wasn’t too long (my second year of college) before I began to seek out more than just the vanilla partners I had screwed around with. In no time I was putting my legs in the air for another frat, fucking anonymous pickups from seedy downtown bars, and generally having a great time discovering all those years of pent-up sexual frustration made me one great poke in my post-adolescence. It wasn’t until I moved to the city to go to college that I began to explore what feel I had always known. Other boys were experimenting openly with the farm girls or at least boasting about it. I think I was too busy avoiding my sexuality back then. In all that time, I never once considered having sex with any of the animals or with the hired help, even though I saw the animals having sex, the help having sex, and even once or twice I stumbled onto the help having sex with the animals. I was raised by my Aunt and Uncle and the animals, and even had some help in the lessons of life from the farmhands. I grew up on a dairy farm in the back country of a large metropolitan area.