HS/College Flings With Straight Guys

I regularly blew one of my best friends during HS senior year. He's caught up with me a couple times since then, just to hang out, absolutely nothing different. Really doubt he's had any interest in guys, as he spends most of his time hiding from his baby mamas.

DATALOUNGE LOVES STRAIGHT MEN!

I had a similar scene R1, only in college and we blew each other. I was in the closet then, he was banging lots of girls, but we hooked up about twice a week. We never discussed it other than the first time where we assured each other we were just "curious" and swore not to tell anyone.

I sometimes wonder with him and with a few other guys if I've messed them up, if it's some secret they can't tell their wives and if they know any gay guys, they can't say "hey, I sucked my buddy's cock in college a few times. Even swallowed."

"I was in the closet then, he was banging lots of girls, but we hooked up about twice a week...if it's some secret they can't tell their wives and if they know any gay guys, they can't say "hey, I sucked my buddy's cock in college a few times. Even swallowed."

If he hooked up with you "twice a week" to 69 it, including swallowing your load, he's NOT straight.

I hate to say it, but my cousin and I had sex when we were 14. Now we barely talk to each other. He's married with kids. I rarely see him except for weddings and funerals, but it's always very, very awkward.

My college roommate, John. He married a girl I dated. She & I went to see Itzhak Perlman. John & I were heard having sex by floor mates, and it became a problem.

Oddly, his brother later worked for my father, and John later went to law school with my brother.

Different guys, R4

Twice a week guy only swallowed once.

The swolllower and I hooked up maybe 3 or 4 times.

Not sure what was going on in these guys minds-- that's why I'm asking others who have had similar experiences what they think. Seems like that was not something that happened to you in college.

What did you and John do, R6? And are you pretty sure you are the only guy he'd ever been with?

What happened [R5]

R8, no, I think John was a pig. He & I moved to Ptown together, then he dropped me without a word. He "dated" a guy there who was 10-30 years older (I forget) who had a big cocaine supply. I thought he was maybe 50 in 1980, but he's still alive today, so I guess not. John's also the guy who was tried for murder when he was about 18, but he got off.

Played with a guy while in high school. He finally found a woman and our sex decreased and then stopped. I see him now and again. He's married with a grown child. Once I asked him if he ever thought about what we did as kids. He said yes and that was the end of it. Strangely enough, he's the one who introduced me to the man sex. He stopped and I've continued on.

R9, after it happened, neither one of us talked about it, and we stopped palling around together. Which was a shame, because we went to see movies together all the time, and hung out. It's all my fault, I was in such heat for dick from an early age, and I'm the one who suggested we play around.

I mostly messed around with the stereotypical jocks ( mostly football ) . More than 10 that I can remember. Usually I sucked them off and bottomed . Most of mine were flings , but #4 (the fourth guy I ever slept with) was the one I slept with for....... 8 or so years. He's married now . He played basketball overseas during college and used to call and ask did I miss him . I feigned and said I did. After that, we slept together more regularly. He was weird b/c he wanted to have sex while people were present but asleep. He was ok as a lover: loved to kiss, loved to caress, very verbal. He is straight in name only though.

The most annoying of the flings was the cop (played football during high school ) I messed around with off and on who used to try and cum in me a lot. Like when he would cum I would have to verify he still had the condom on because he was sneaky as hell. When he fingered me with his semen and claimed my hole as "his pussy" I stopped messing with him.

A few of them clearly still think about it because we have awkward exchanges when I see them around my hometown when I go to visit family.

R5 Similar stuff with my cousin too it started when I was 15. We used to have large family get togethers every couple of months and since he was only about a year older than me we would share the same bed. We never had full on sex but he would make me blow him, I vividly remember the first time he ever came in my mouth. We rarely see each other now. He's married with three kids.

R14 just made me throw up.

That was the downside R12 and why I stopped lusting after straight friends because it inevitably killed the friendship.

I used to imagine that they were gay too, and that they'd come around and we'd be boyfriends instead of best friends, but it only works like that in NIFTY stories, I'm afraid.

These stories make me realize how much I love straight guys. One can never get Enough Straight Tail.

How awful.

When I got my first just job at I fell in love with my straight boss. He was a gorgeous jock type. Think Noah Wylie from early ER with a dash of Patrick Wilson circa "Little Children"

He loved the attention I gave him and we would flirt back and forth and tease each other. I was so happy and loved going to work. He liked me too. Or at least led me to believe he did.

My co-workers thought the worst of us both, assumed we were having an affair (which we weren't) threatened to call corporate and confronted both of us.

Straight boss freaked out, I was slut shamed, and my co-workers conspired to get me out. They wanted me out be even if we weren't sleeping together because I was still "too close to him"

Straight boss backed off of me and made it look like I had a schoolboy crush and that was it, and he publicly "tried to coach me on professionalism"

I felt betrayed and alone. I still loved him but I had to go. I quit and haven't seen him since i left my job. He has a perfect girlfriend and still a perfect life. Everyone assumes I was a stupid, silly faggot who pined away on a dream that would never come true.

To this day I don't really know what he felt about me how he felt about what he really felt about me.

Jesus r19 that's fucked up.

*eyeroll*

None of these people is remotely straight. They were closeted. Some will have come out eventually and may still do so, particularly with the midlife crisis excuse. I'd guess probably half their wives know they enjoy gay porn by now, but unless they get dumped, it is a secret they (the wives) will take to the grave. But they won't be making any heroic efforts to keep these guys alive, that's for sure.

R19 what in the world was your job where all this went on? It sounds like you were annoying your co workers more than anything else.

[r23]

I worked at a pharmacy/retail. The problem wasn't that I annoyed my co-workers as much as me being that close to the boss offset the balance of power between me and my fellow co-managers. We were all supposed to be "the same" but I was his little lapdog.

He and I did our lunches together, laughed at each other's jokes, worked on projects together. I was in love with him. I think an objective person would say he enjoyed my attention and found me funny. Whether or not he had any feelings for me, only he knows.

What I do know is even though I fell apart, by all accounts he's still happy with his girlfriend and still the boss with my same old co-workers. So for him, it was clearly not an affair to remember.

You should've known that being the only one going to lunch with him would upset the others. Have you never seen a melodramatic tv show or TV movie ? Jaclyn Smith and Lindsay Wagner devoted many hours to this back in the day.

@ R22 I concur mostly that a large portion of them are likely gay but pressured to maintain a straight identity. In the case of a few of my football player flings most of them were mostly str8 and wanted a bj real bad and I was available. Some of them I think were just horny and looked for an easy hole to fill. The ones who kept coming back were clearly not .

In the case of #4 it's next to impossible to not know he and I as well as another guy fooled around. People were too afraid to confront me, but he got regularly made fun of for our alleged affair. I often wonder if his wife knows about me since she's not from our hometown. His mother and brother knew for a fact as well as most of his extended family. To all of them it was just a phase/rumor but like I said 8+ years is a long ass time for just a fling. Even the cop guy is more gay than str8.

@R24 I'm sorry that happened to you.

DL has too much interest in straight cock.

I'm sure they remember it.

We remember it. Of course they do too.

I can see how that could happen, R19. I had an assistant whom I had a mad crush on. We were very close, we travelled together, and we were good friends. He was straight, and we never did anything, but everyone assumed we did. People complained to HR about it, and claimed that we were dating and I was treating him better than my other assistants because of that. They made me fire him. It hurt like hell, because I really didn't treat him better than anyone else, but people thought I did because they assumed we were dating. This didn't happen at some middle america straight homophobic company; it was Polo Ralph Lauren in NYC, where most of the male employees were, in fact, gay. Except for this guy. He landed on his feet and from what I hear is now fairly successful. We have fallen out of touch, unfortunately.

He should have sued for wrongful dismissal,.R29.

R29 here again. I forgot to add: My neighbor and I used to blow each from when we were in junior high, until well into our 30's. I do believe he was totally straight, and had no interest in getting together with men other than me. We started as an experiment when we were just kids, and just kept doing it. We were comfortable with each other and with doing it, and we trusted each other. I was in his wedding, and, in fact, we blew each other the day of his wedding. We've become very different people -- I'm liberal, and he's a hunting and fishing right wing kind of guy -- but we're still friendly, and we would probably still be doing "it" if we lived in the same area. He's handsome as hell, in a Christian Bale kind of way, and has a huge cock. His was the first one I saw -- and the only one I saw for years -- so I assumed that all dicks were that big. And he was Boston Irish; so much for the Irish curse.

Its "Me"

Thank you to all that said nice things. To answer some questions:

1) I was stupid and naively assumed everyone was mature. We were all friends but it was one co-worker in particular who I was really good friends with, who turned on me and planted the seeds for the others that something was going on between my boss and I. That led to an awful confrontation at work between said co-worker and myself. It was dramatic.

2) My boss was so charming I couldn't help but be flattered he liked me. We were polar opposites in many ways (he was conservative, republican, Christian jock. I was...well...not.) But it was the biggest cliche in the world. Sensitive drama gay kid, hanging on the every word of the beautiful straight jock. Clearly we both got something out of it, I'm just not sure what he got out of it other than a stroked ego.

3) By the time I tried to "fix" it it was too late. Once the rumors started it couldn't be fixed. People believed what they did. It was horrible.

4) I will always love him in some way, but I learned my lesson. Never trust anyone and never become close to a boss. It never ends well.

Lez here. My straight school lover had strawberry blonde hair, big green eyes, and lips like Angelina Jolie. I couldn't get enough and her boyfriend hated me for spending so much time with her. I was hurt when she dumped me and I still think about her sometimes.

Having 3 straight brothers I can tell they love to be admired and worshipped. Gay or straight, man or woman, it doesn't matter who's fawning over them, they're all attention whores.

Hottt

I blew my college roomate. He still gives me a call when his wife hits her last trimester.

R19, I remember your thread about this. I seem to remember you were questioning whether he was gay because he was nice to you, etc. Right?

Straight college guys make mama's mussy wet

Oh no, you've conjured Mussy Mama

From age 14-19 I had ongoing handjobs & blow jobs with my friend. He also dated and screwed girls during this time, even knocked one up. I even lent him some money for the abortion. There was never any kissing or anything "romantic". His cock was so huge that I was (like R31) convinced all cocks were that big and something was wrong with me! He was a year older and joined the military at 18. I only saw him one more time, when I was a freshman in college. We were both home for Christmas, and he came over to visit. My parents were out and he was telling me about his fiancé...and well, we wound up 69ing in my room.

We wrote for a while, but it petered out. I have heard over the years that he's got a kid or two and has been married at least twice. I've never seen him on Facebook. He never seemed the least bit "gay" to me, but who knows.

Did he seem "gay" when your cock was in his mouth?

You can just tell that "Me" tells this story to EVERYONE. All his friends, family, and any message board he's ever on.

Are there any straight men who do not love having their cocks sucked under the right circumstances?

My first experience was in the 11th grade with my the guy who sat next to me in history class. We got stuck doing an assignment together and we went to his place a couple times after school to work on it. He asked me if I was gay a few times, talked about his girlfriend not wanting to have sex. Anyways one day he basically just took out his boner and told me I could touch it and that's how I gave my first blowjob.

The second time was in college, My roommate was this good looking bro type not the smartest guy but a nice guy and I had a bit of a crush on him. He was a horny fucker. He had a porn stash under his mattress (this was in the era before wifi when you could only access internet from designated computer labs on campus) and he used to jack off almost every night around 1 am when he thought I was sleeping. One day we had a couple beers in our room and I confessed to him that I heard him jerking and he though it was hysterical. I had never told him I was gay but I'm pretty sure he had guessed by that point. Anyways that night I woke up to the sound of him jerking but this time he was standing over my bed. So I did what any good fag would do, I swallowed every last drop. I ended up blowing him fairly regularly until the end of the semester and I never saw him again after that.

Bump for more stories.

They mentally block out these events or they blame shift them on to you (I was raped!)

These are not honest people.

What comes across in a lot of these stories is how exploitative the straight men were. Yet there is no bitterness at all.

I weep for the future

Apparently, I've been told I have a problem with teasing and flirting. I consider it just normal socializing but apparently, it's something else. A friend once asked me if I wanted to be raped and I didn't quite know how to answer that. Maybe I do because I keep doing the same, stupid shit to similar people and end up with the same sort of emotionally defective men.

The "straight" men I've had experiences with (and it's only been a handful) were brutal and overly emotional and they blamed me entirely for whatever happened. I wasn't trying to destroy their worlds, I avoid anyone I know is married or in a relationship but apparently, I've ruined some lives without meaning to. If I don't survive to old age, it will probably be the result of teasing the wrong man, getting my door kicked down and choked out in an erotic rage. It's a precarious way to live.

R46 I can't tell you how many times I'm the one getting the rough ride and they're the ones I feel bad for, afterward.

Why, R49?

R50 I don't know. They act so betrayed, like I tricked them into it. That's never my intention. Sometimes things just happen, I was never plotting some elaborate seduction of these guys but I feel badly afterwards. The couple of times something has happened with guys who identify as straight, they act like I've ruined their lives after they emerge from the fog of being horny, even though I swear, they were the ones pursuing me.

It's a weird dynamic. I try to comfort them and reassure them that life and attraction can be complicated, even though they were the ones technically using me. I don't know what to make of it all. It's very confusing.

Thanks, R51.

[quote] None of these people is remotely straight. They were bisexual.

There, fixed that for you.

Dear Lord in Heaven!

Don’t lie

R19 is so sad :(

The worst part of R19’s story is that he never even got the dick.

That's gross, R13

My best friend in high school. Great guy. It wasn't just sex. We were in love with each other.

But I was very emotionally distant. And we went to different universities. He got married and has kids.

We are still good friends. I tried to talk about it a couple of years ago -- to apologize for being so distant. But he shut me down, like he didn't know what I was talking about.

That hurt my feelings, but the time to bring it all up was back then, not now.

*cringe*

Someone on another thread mentioned a friend who ran away from his small kentucky town at 15 because he was like the town pump ,and I totally believed him because it was exactly like that for me in my working class neighborhood . I swear once I sucked the 1st dick,it was like they all just knew by osmosis and next thing I knew I was fucking and sucking all the boys in my neighborhood . I literally never had to come on to anyone , they were always just there shoving dick in my face ! Its funny because no one ever treated me any differently afterwards ,I knew them all,grew up with them,went to scouts,school and played baseball with them . And I was always a flaming femme . Go figure .

What I learned in high school and college is not to refer it as "gay sex" to them, Just use the terms playing or messing around.

The g word puts them into a fucking frenzy

I agree R62, the guys I was with would call it messing around and, of course, no kissing. There was one guy who played a game of pretending to be asleep. Like when we would meet up and watch TV. I learned that he wanted me to think he was sleeping so I would suck him off. Then would wake up after I was done and be upset that I did it to him. Yes, it was dysfunctional, but I got to work his big cock so many times that I lost count. He is married now and we are still good friends. Go figure.

That's hot, R63.

I have bigger fish to fry than wasting time wondering about some rando closet case I banged 40 years ago.

R59 that is so awkward.

Compelling way to bump a thread, r66.

R31. Was his thick "Boston Irish" cock uncut?

Threads like this make you wonder what the world would be like without homophobia, AIDS and stringent labels.

R69 or religion.

I had three... all are married with kids now.

Glad I re-read this nostalgic thread from 2016. R31, if you are still around, that is a very hot and actually quite romantic story, like a film.

I'm pretty sure I was R46.