To the laymen it might not look it, but this is just foreplay for what comes later. Rugby is the gayest sport and we all know it.
It’ll be our little secret
Category: Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell (Page 1 of 2)
What closeted boys are reduced to when fucking their girls just doesn’t cut it any more.
It’ll be our little secret
Bro keeps pulling his shorts up further and further around his gay buddies. He’s trying to get their attention without getting their attention. Dude just wants a blowjob, but asking would be, like, gay or whatever.
It’ll be our little secret
When your girlfriend catches you coming out a car with another guy. There could be all kinds of explanations, but this isn’t exactly the first time you’ve done this. Nor the first time you’ve been caught. At this point, it’d probably just be easier if she knew what you and your buddy get up to. Maybe she’d be cool with it, fuck knows.
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“I don’t know about this,” you pant as your out friend sucks on your nipple.
“Just a brojob. Nothing more. If you don’t like it, I’ll let it go.”
“Fuck…” You struggle to think as he starts to rub your stiffy. The fucker knows what he’s doing. You’ve never been with a man. But just sometimes, the thought would creep into your mind as you jacked, or watched straight porn or looked at other guys in the locker room. You never entertained the thought for longer than a few seconds. Never, until now.
One little blowjob couldn’t hurt…
Right?
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The one more confident, the other a bit tentative. It’s all new to him, but he’s loving every minute.
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Bro overhearing two of his teammates talking about fucking each other after the session. He’s getting oddly hard. You know, for a “straight” guy. He’ll store this away in the top secret spankbank for later and return to his game.
It’ll be our little secret
Being as gay as you can get away with in public together before you go be actually gay in private.
It’ll be our little secret
You use the boy’s mouth and ass like fleshlights. You’re rough and mean, sometimes violent. He loves it. He slurps your manhood. He devours your cum. He worships you, body and soul. And once you’ve bust, you leave him used, slimy and wrecked. He’s just a vent for you. A sexual release you’re not getting at home. Someone who actually gives you the attention and pleasure you crave. Nothing more… Nothing more… Right? You’re not attracted to him. It’s not like you’re gay or any of that shit! You think about his slim waist and perfect, twinky ass. His tight hole and smooth skin. His cute, boyish face and puppy dog eyes. His small, well-formed coc- Fuck! Your dick tingles, despite only coming five minutes earlier. You’ll see him again You always see him again. Eventually.
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DL dude, texting his fuckbuddy where to meet. He’s here with his girl, but when the need strikes the need strikes. And she doesn’t give blowies on-demand. Or ever. And even if she did… Pfft. The boners just come easier when it’s a man’s lips wrapped around his member.
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“Yeah, babe. This business trip sucks and blows,” you say to your girl as you watch your fuck buddy slap his cock against his palm with a cheeky look in his eyes. “It really sucks!”
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Your “straight” neighbor is always keen to do lifts in this position whenever you work out together. You know what he wants, but you refuse to make a move. It’s funny watching him get ever more desperate for your dick.
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When you wake up and remember what you did last night with that guy from the bar. The shame hits hard, but sooner or later the lust will return. And so the cycle goes.
It’ll be our little secret
Your girl suggested a weekend trip to the beach with Dan and his wife. You said yes immediately. Once you were settled in, you and Dan told them you were “going fishing”, ran off to a secluded cove on the beach and did what you did best. When you came back without any fish, you blamed it on a bad day. You wondered if the girls were getting suspicious. You and Dan had done this dozens of times and never once returned with dinner.
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What’s a little kiss between soldiers? It’ll be their little secret.
When you take a job as a male-only masseur cause it’s the only way you can get male touch without seeming gay. Well, you at least have a good alibi. Even when you spend half the session molesting their asses. The fact that most of the guys ask for a happy ending is just part of the job as far as you’re concerned. Nothing sus at all.
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He might be married to a great girl now, but Sam couldn’t forget his days playing college football. Nothing made him harder than thinking about what he and his buddies would get up to in the showers after a game. That was ten years ago, and Sam could still smell the heady mix of sweat, cum and soap. So, he liked to play dress-up when his wife went away on business. He’d reconnect with one of his college buds and get back to it like he was 21 again.
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Joel’s wife kicked him out. It’d been a long time coming. You gave him your sofa for as long as he needed, and as the days turned to weeks, and you and Joel spent your evenings together, your relationship started to shift. You were basically gay, and basically open about that. You’d told Joel how you felt about men one drunken night years ago, and he’d been a bit shocked… but not overly. He’d never shown any interest in you, though. Or men in general.
But a couple of weeks into your new living arrangements, as Joel lay back in his grey sweatpants (no underwear, you noticed) with his hairy torso on show, he asked you very bluntly if you found him attractive. Your heart-raced. Yes, the answer was obviously yes. You’d thought about him many times over the years, but ever since he’d been living with you – surrounded by his scent, voice and aura – he was all you thought about. You played it cool. You told him he was a very attractive man and you’d be stupid not to think he was hot. He smirked. He leaned over and kissed you softly on the lips. You hardened on the spot. What the fuck was happening?
As he continued to kiss you, his hands travelled down to your own sweatpants and grabbed for the rock hard cock within. You pushed him off.
“Joel, what the fuck?!”
“I don’t know,” he said as he wiped his mouth. “I don’t know what this is. But I wanna find out. You can’t fucking tell me you’re not interested.”
Your head told you no. That this was a bad idea. That chasing “confused”, lonely, closeted men who were technically married was a dangerous path. But your head was never gonna decide this. Your dick and heart said yes. They won. They always won. You threw yourself at him and made love to his lips. You were happy to find he was just as hard as you.
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You’d been making eyes at this big brute all night. You were out to your friends and family, so he knew your deal… and he kept returning your glances. Which could only mean one thing. You made a subtle nod to the bathroom. Three minutes later, he came in, stripping down and chubbing up. He started saying this, that and the next thing, but you put a finger to his mouth and proceeded to give him his first gay blowie. It wouldn’t be the last.
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This is the signal from your neighbor that you can come over to fuck around. He sits out on his deck in only his underwear with a cigarette in his mouth. He’s a bad-mannered, angry man in a shitty marriage, and anytime he doesn’t spend at work, he spends at the gym. That’s where you connected with him. You’d been neighbors for a few years now but had otherwise kept your distance. You assumed he wasn’t into guys. You assumed wrong.
One day, he cornered you in the locker room. He knew you were into men. You weren’t exactly shy about having guys over at the weekend, and the pride flag waving outside your property was a bit of a give away. It started with oral, but before long he was fucking you in the ass. He was a total top, of course. Well, for now. You’d see about changing that someday, cause he had one thicc muscle ass that you were keen to explore. Either way, he’d found an outlet for his closeted rage and you’d found a hot motherfucker to spend your Sundays with. Win win.
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“You said you wanted to touch my ass, right?”
“Yeah but… this just feels too gay, bro.”
“Of course it’s gay, but so what? Are you enjoying yourself?”
“Well, yeah, but…”
“And are you turned on?”
“…yeah.”
“Then what’s the problem? Keep massaging it. If you’re lucky, I’ll let you fuck me.”
“Holy shit!”
“Haha. You closeted boys, I swear.”
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What inevitably happens when your wives go out for a girls’ day. You’re always happy to celebrate their friendship. The more time they spend with each other, the better, frankly.
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Literally 30 seconds after arriving at the cabin, you and your best bud were naked and devouring each other’s faces like it wasn’t just last weekend you were here.
It’ll be our little secret
Your gay friend wore you down. He kept telling you how amazing it feels to get rimmed. That there’s nothing else like it. No woman had ever put her face anywhere near your asshole, so you were hesitant. But interested. You said yes. And your friend was right. Deep down, you knew the real reason you’d denied him so long is cause you feared the dam it would break. As he licked you down, your walls broke away, and you knew this was just the beginning. It wasn’t the rimming; it was the male intimacy that was causing your head to spin. That was the thing missing from your life.
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This was the only place you and your best bud felt comfortable doing this. What was it? Two years you’d been coming out here to fuck. Your wives didn’t know. Or maybe they did, but they didn’t say anything. When you got back to civilization, you and your bud wouldn’t talk about it. Just, whenever you’d share that special look, you’d both find yourselves back in the forest. The outdoors, the secrecy, the sheer lust. Nothing made you hornier. Nothing connected you more to your shared manhood.
It’ll be our little secret
Looking like this, he wasn’t getting anywhere with women. Too fat. Too hairy. Too slobbish. Too gross. So he decided to try something he’d been wanting to try for years. He went on Railr. Within days, he had an endless parade of men looking to ride his fat, hairy, slobbish, gross body. Within weeks he began doing some reciprocal cocksucking. Within months he’d sworn off women completely as he realized the full glory of men. It’s just surprising it took him this long, considering how glorious he is.
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You were married for fuck’s sake. But ever since you hired that gardener, you’ve felt this moment inching closer. The little looks, the flirty touches, his unnaturally high interest in your life, your work, your day. And he kept coming to work dressed in less and less. Today, it was just these tight little short shorts that gave you a semi as soon as you saw him. After your wife left for work, he made his move. Before you knew it, you were making out on your marital bed, your hands sliding closer to his hole. You’d never been with a man before. You’d repressed for so many years. But this was it. You pushed down your guilt and let your lust overwhelm you.
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Making out with your buddy in public for the first time. You’re totally in love and you don’t care who knows it.
It’ll be our little secret
You and your best bro of ten years spend all your free time together. At the gym, watching the game, weekend camping trips. You name it. But your most common hobby is taking your dogs on their daily walk. Once you’re deep enough in the forest, you grab each other’s hands. Once you’re deeper still, your hands grab for something else. And that’s when things get really deep. And somehow, no one knows. Least of all your girlfriends. They just think it’s really sweet that you’re such good friends, and that the dogs get plenty of exercise. Not even when you return with your asshole still dripping with your lover’s cum does she notice.
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You get Railr just to see. You’re not gonna do anything with anyone. You take a look at the wall and see torso after torso. You upload the only torso pic you’ve got. Nothing special, you think. You’re not expecting much response. After all, you’ve been on Tinder for months and the girls barely give you a second glance. But boy, this ain’t Tinder, and these ain’t girls. Within minutes, your DMs are bursting, and you’ve got twenty men asking you what that tongue do. You’re getting overwhelmed. You were just curious… but maybe curious enough to actually try something… You shut it off. Not yet.
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You and bro go camping every other weekend during the summer, like ritual. Everyone thinks you’re just doing guy shit, like fishing and and hiking and stoking campfires. And that’s true. But the guy shit is a little more… intense than just that. Fuck, it started off innocent enough, just buddies spending quality time with each other. But I don’t know, something clicked in the both of you. Before you knew it, you were clothes-off, sucking down each other’s hogs like you’d never get another chance. And that’s kind of how it feels, right? Like, this is the last chance, cause this whole thing is a fantasy. But there you both are, every second weekend, sucking dick, fucking ass, kissing lips and generally doing “guy shit” in a way you never let yourself imagine before. And this is the real guy shit. Accept no substitute.
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Bone up on bros here
Your weren’t sure about getting a handy from a guy, but your bud was very persuasive. Now, he’s been giving you a daily job and you can’t imagine doing it yourself. Wonder what else you could do together…
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When your teammate is nude right in front of you in the locker room and you start to chub. You’d been fucking on the DL for months now, and it was just getting more and more intense. Every thing he did made you horny, and it’s all you could do to not just jump his bone right there.
Artist: Unknown
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You’re nervous. Your wife’s away for the weekend and you decided to take the opportunity to finally try hooking up with a guy. Your date from Grindr should be here soon. He was a cute twink; thin waist, bubbly ass. Totally bangable. You figured it would be easier with a guy like that. A natural bottom who seemed kinda fem. One day, you might try it with another roided meathead like you, but not today. That was too gay for today.
Artist: Headingsouthart
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Your gay bro was telling you about his hook-up last night and you were playing along like a good bud.
“And then I fucking busted, dude. All over his cute face. He couldn’t believe how much splooge there was. It was funny.”
“Like this?”
You pretended to get cummed on.
“Exactly.”
“Haha, that’s awesome. I wish chicks would let you do that to them. They’re too worried about messing up their make-up.”
“You should hang with me and my fuck bros, bro. We’re non-stop busting on each other.”
“Eh… okay.”
There it was. You’d been waiting for him to give you an opening for months now. He assumed you weren’t into guys. Probably cause you were hella closeted and never dared express any interest in men. Little did he know that you’d been using his sex stories for your spank bank ever since you met the guy. And now, looks like you were gonna be part of it. Dream come true.
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When your gay bro has been trying to get your dick for weeks. You keep turning him down cause you’re “straight” and “straight” guys don’t do that shit. Then he sends you this photo. You don’t know if it was his puckered blowjob lips, his fat bulge, his thick, beckoning ass spread-eagled for your dick, or just his needy fucking eyes. Either way, you drove over to his house as fast as you fucking could, all that nonsense about being “straight” long forgotten.
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After months of flirting, side-eyeing and falling asleep drunk in each other’s beds, your closeted buddy final told you how he really feels. You were so excited, you leapt up in his arms and kissed him right there in the street.
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They were closeted buddies for years. Then they realised the boyfriend-twin energy was too strong, and took it to the next level.
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Your wrestling partner’s out and proud. You can’t help but envy him his size and strength, his confidence and masculinity. You fight aggressive. You don’t hold back. You’re not gonna let some fruitcake beat you. You punch him right in the eye. For a second, he seems stunned and you well-up with regret. You figure he’s gonna hit back. Instead, he cups your hairy titty and kisses you deep. Now you’re stunned, and all you can do is let it happen. He tells you that he knows how you feel about him. He knows you like guys, too. You try to deny it, but what’s the point? Your dick’s doing the talking for you. And besides, now you’re making out with your sexy wrestling partner who you’ve been jacking over for weeks.
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Where your hands inevitably go when your wives leave the room. You really need to get another boys-only camping trip organised.
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Your new neighbour came up to you in the park. A bachelor in his mid-thirties, well-built and handsome like you. He said, nonchalantly, that if you ever wanted to spend some quality man-on-man time, then don’t hesitate to come on over. Immediately, your shorts started to tent. How the fuck did he know? That night, you made your excuses to your girlfriend and went to get completely wrecked by your new best bud.
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You and your best bud, exploring your sexuality together. You know it’s a bit, like, wrong and sus and weird, and you’re definitely not gonna tell anyone about it!, but you’re both just drawn to the other. Things always get a bit out of control, but so long as you don’t truly lose yourselves, it’ll be alright. You’ll return to normal society unchanged. It’ll be alright.
Right?
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A year ago, you were a closeted neurotic, living in denial with a girlfriend you didn’t like and a lifestyle you resented. Once you found your daddies, you became their confident boi, out and proud, and you just wonder why it took you so long to get here.
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The stunning boyfriend twins whisper to you that it’s okay. They know you keep looking at them, they know you’re interested. They tell you that you’re welcome to come back to theirs to chill. Your nausea of being discovered is tempered by the energy in your pants. You shyly agree and start counting the seconds before the party’s over.
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What your dreams look like. When you wake up in the morning, you’re not ready to process what it all means. All you can do is rub one out and put off dealing with your feelings for another day.
Artist: Artisticjinsky
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You’ve taken to smelling all the jocks lying around the locker room. That’s totally normal, right? And you jack your solid boner while you do. That’s normal too, right? And you imagine Brad and Donny and Tyler making out and sucking dick when you bust a nut. Which is also normal. You know it’s all No Homo cause… well, cause it has to be. What’s the alternative? Homo?
Brah, come on.
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