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StarBelliedBoy
1 week ago
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Pan Genderqueer, 40
Australia

Memoirs Of A Boy-Slut

Deflowered By Dave (Part 1 Of 3)

My first foray into the wild world of casual online gay dating.

Two months into my second year of university in Birmingham, I was nineteen and still a virgin. Not out of choice, but probably mostly from lack of trying. Of course, like most young people, I was horny most of the time, but I was also very shy and socially awkward. I was not really out as being bi, so whilst now I wish I had joined the university LGBT club and gone out a lot more in general, I didn’t. My sexual frustratio...

Deflowered By Dave (Part 2 Of 3)

I had been left on my knees in the hotel room, methodically wiping Dave's cum into my mouth before it dried.

He was the older man I, a nineteen-year-old male student, had met on an adult dating site to take my virginity, and we were about to go out to dinner. I had just given the first blowjob of my life, but then he had forbidden me from using anything other than my fingers and tongue to clean myself up while he went to the bathroom. Desperate to hide the evidence before going out in public, I even licked the cooling goo from m...

Deflowered By Dave (Part 3 Of 3)

Dave had just given me a long, hard, bareback fuck — the first fuck of my life — but there was more to come.

We had settled down in bed in a spooning position, the arm of my older lover around my nineteen-year-old body. I was starting to drift off to sleep. Except, I couldn’t. At first, I could not work out why I kept being jerked back to wakefulness. After the third time, I stopped trying to close my eyes and listened. Then I heard it. Not loud, but just loud enough to be heard through the wall: a moan. It sounded like a femini...

Crossdressing Sex Ed

The nineteen-year-old crossdresser who tried to teach me to top.

Waiting alone in the August sun, I had to ask myself if I’d learnt anything at all from my first experience of using an adult dating site seven months earlier. Sure, I’d asked for his age and more face pics this time, so I doubted “Ed” would turn out to be fifteen years older than me instead of one year younger as he claimed, so that was an improvement on Dave. On the other hand, the car park side of a rural Warwickshire...

Derby Dan's Dick

Sometimes casual internet fuck-meets really are as good as you hoped.

I shivered, pushing my hands deeper into the front pocket of the black hoody that hid my skinny frame and mentally cursing my decision not to bring a coat. Jeans and a jumper just weren’t enough for nine o’clock on a mid-October morning in the Midlands. At least Derby train station was busy on a weekday, unlike the isolated rural platform where I’d last stood waiting for a man I’d never met. That had been the previous sum...