This cycle would follow for a few weeks as I experimented with more toys.Įventually, I felt the butt plug wasn't enough as it didn't do anything but fill my ass which, after I got accustomed to it, I wanted more. Of course, as I lay on my hotel bed, with a butt plug in my ass I felt shame course through me. The second one felt slightly uncomfortable at first, but then as I used my fleshlight I came harder and more intense than I did with just my hand. I kind a felt like goldilocks testing out the three bowls of porridge. I won't go into the vivid details of my first butt play solo experience other than to say the smallest butt plug was too small and the biggest was too big. In the end, I bought a three butt plug starter pack and a small, thin vibrating prostate massager. I ended up spending an entire evening at a hotel one night researching, reading reviews and so forth on dozens of toys. I had thought there were just blow-up dolls and butt plugs.īesides the toys for the penis, such as the Fleshlight I ended up buying (which is almost as good as a real pussy, I quickly discovered), there were so many anal and prostate toys I really didn't know where to begin. Initially I was shocked at the plethora of toys made for men. I spent hours online reading reviews of anal toys for men. I was the man and there was no way I was going to tell this fantasy to my wife.īut what it did do was get me curious about anal toys. but suddenly the idea of my wife pegging me was now implanted in my mind and my fantasies. I loved my wife and would never cheat on her. Yet, it wasn't something I ever seriously considered doing. even the idea of getting spit-roasted, taking a cock in both ends while on all fours, turned me on when I was rock hard. I mean so much so that I even watched some gay porn of guys sucking cock and even taking it in the ass. This really became my obsession as it kept my gay cock sucking fantasy at bay. The idea of a woman fucking a guy in the ass with a strap-on. Yet, their rationale was simple: they only did things they couldn't do with their wives. I read about married guys who would never cheat on their wives with another woman but regularly sucked cock, and some who even took it up the ass. I read about the research and different theories that almost all men at some point consider sucking a cock and many consider being topped. I read online about straight guys who sucked cock.
my dad would disown me if he had a clue I was having, what he would call, faggot fantasies. Then for a month I tried to ignore that new subtle temptation in the back of my conscience and yet every time I started reading porn as I got hard and more excited I ended up searching gay stories.Įach time after I came, I felt guilt and shame as I questioned why I was having these feelings. one that would not allow itself to be closed no matter how much I tried. That triggered a door deep in the closet I had never known even existed. I jerked off to lesbian stories, group sex stories and the odd incest stories.but never had I even be drawn to read a gay story.īefore I knew it I was shooting my load as the wife ordered, "Swallow every drop, cock sucker." It had never occurred to me that such an idea would even remotely turn me on, but when my cock stirred, then hardened, I got confused. It started by accident when I read a story about a guy who was convinced to suck a cock in front of his wife. well, that had become more and more of an obsession. I don't find men remotely attractive.īut, the idea of sucking a cock. Truthfully, I wanted to get to the hotel, get undressed, take out the butt plug currently lodged in my ass and use one of my prostate massagers (I had three).įor the past nine months, I had been questioning my sexuality. "Twenty minutes," I answered, knowing I had just passed the last town before the city. On the fourth ring, I answered, "Hi, how are you, Sabrina." I mean, seriously, the invention of the cell phone ended up being a digital ball and chain. Yet, obviously my wife had told her I was going to be in the city for meetings and if I ignored it I would get it from both her and my wife. I loved Sabrina, but since her divorce she had been as exciting as a Nicholas Sparks movie. I glanced at it and saw it was my sister-in-law Sabrina. I was almost in the city when my cell rang. Note 1: Thanks to Robert, goamz86 and Wayne for editing. Summary: Husband is pegged by sister-in-law with wife's permission Exploring Sexuality: A Pegging by silkstockingslover ©
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