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This book is the brainchild of Manuel García, a veritable treasure trove of forbidden pleasures and passionate encounters, designed specifically to satisfy the most daring erotic appetites of adult homosexual readers. Get ready to dive into a whirlwind of unmentionable desires, into an erotic universe burning with passion and seduction. Thanks to his magnetic and sensual writing, García caresses your most secret fantasies, accompanying you on a journey beyond the limits of male intimacy. The book challenges conventions and breaks all taboos, offering a glimpse of the most explosive encounters, the deepest bonds, and the most ecstatic pleasures. The pages of this book reveal stories that will keep you spellbound, awakening a desire you cannot ignore. Let yourself be transported to unknown worlds, where sin is the driving force behind the most intense emotions. García's characters reveal themselves in transgressive encounters, in moments of boundless passion, in a symphony of desire that ignites your darkest fantasies. Manuel García's provocative and detailed writing is an explosion of sensuality that will make you shiver with pleasure. Through his stories, he invites you to explore your sexuality without inhibitions, to abandon yourself to your deepest instincts without remorse or restrictions. This work of fiction is your passport to a world of lust and forbidden adventures. Don't miss out on this read that will take you to a place of intense pleasure, daring dreams, and sensations that will make your skin tingle. Sit back, relax, and let yourself be carried away by a read that will make you feel emotions without limits, stimulate your imagination, and ignite an unquenchable flame of desire. These stories await you, ready to take you beyond the limits of pleasure, where passion reigns supreme and ecstasy is your traveling companion.
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InDEX
Imprint
Follow me!
InDEX
Straight seduced
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
A torrid night
The first time with a man
My partner, my friend, my ...
My first real presentation
Ready for anything
Acknowledgements
Straight seduced
Chapter 1
I am 50 years old, recently divorced, and a father of two children ages 25 and 23. I am a confirmed heterosexual and have never had any experience with men except for some quick contact with a classmate long ago.
Having sold my mansion and moved into a small apartment in Paris, I was killing time last night by surfing the internet. Deprived of sex for several months, I started looking at pornographic sites. After a while, already being very horny, I discovered a gay site. Out of curiosity, I was looking at the profiles on the site when a picture caught my attention. It showed a young, curly-haired blond man, shirtless, with the following ad, "Hot, sexy student seeks mature man for shared pleasure." I felt a wave of heat on me and got an erection I hadn't had in weeks. Why did I feel this profile calling to me deep inside? I had always looked with pleasure at the bodies of young men on the beach, but without feeling such an upset.
My sex, straining in my underwear, hurt, so I pulled down my underpants and underwear, freeing it.
I started stroking him. Without further thought, I sent a message to this attractive student, "I am interested and available." Within a minute I received a message from Ivan, as his name was, "Available tonight. How are you? How old are you? Do you have a picture? My back was against the wall! What to do? Cut it short or go further, but to what? I finally took the plunge. I answered his questions and sent him a picture of my last vacation, in my bathing suit, on the beach. After an exchange of messages, I made an appointment to meet her at my house in an hour.
Feverishly, I finished undressing, took a cold shower to calm myself down, put on a clean pair of pants, Bermuda shorts and a shirt, then tidied up my apartment. Worried, I wondered how this meeting would go and especially how this young man would find me. I was quite tall, lean and muscular, with a flat stomach because I did a lot of sports, but my hair was graying and I already had wrinkles. Torn between fear and excitement, I was walking in circles in my living room when my cell phone rang. Ivan was standing at the door to my building and as agreed was signaling himself. I gave him the code to enter and pointed to the floor. With my heart pounding, I opened the front door to wait for the elevator to arrive.
And suddenly there he was, facing me, taller than me, well balanced, his face lit up with a big smile. A little embarrassed, I introduced him and sat him down on the couch. We looked at each other carefully. He was wearing tight jeans, showing off his round, firm buttocks and the bulge of his sex, and a tight white T-shirt. He was really hot. I offered him a cold beer and sat down next to him, not knowing what to do or say. I was a little paralyzed by my straight bias.
Fortunately, Ivan took the lead. Pressing himself against me, he put his hand on my right knee and said softly, "You are handsome Antoine for a mature boy. You make me want you." His face was close to mine, his mouth well rimmed and cool, his white teeth well aligned, his skin slightly dark and smooth. I couldn't hold back any longer and began to kiss her fiercely. Our tongues mingled and I felt her hand move up my leg, to my taut sex again. Then she pulled herself up and stood in front of me, began to remove her shirt, then threw it on the floor, revealing her shapely chest and erect brown nipples. Then he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly, and let his pants fall to his ankles, revealing a superb manly member, long, thin, circumcised, with a pink glans, surrounded by a fleece of light hair. I was blown away. He wore no underwear and showed himself without embarrassment or restraint, very proud of his body and his manly attributes.
Fascinated by this virile member swaying before my eyes, I couldn't resist grabbing it with both hands, one probing the hairy balls, the other caressing the soft-skinned, perky penis. He rose up between my fingers, pointing the now purple glans toward my navel. Instinctively, I brought my lips together and took the glans into my mouth. The sweet smell and salty taste surprised me, but I didn't turn away. With a numbing motion Ivan inserted his yolk deeper into my mouth and began to move back and forth. I went up a lot and sucked this throbbing piece of meat with pleasure. But after what seemed like a brief moment, he withdrew and pushed me back slightly, saying "softly, softly."
I straightened up to kiss him on the mouth, and felt one of his hands settle on the bulge in my shorts, distended from my erect sex. "I can see I'm having an effect on you," he said in my ear as he began to loosen my belt, undoing my pants and sliding them off. Soon I was naked in front of him, my member bandaged, pressing myself against this young body, kneading his buttocks and kissing him passionately. Five minutes later we were in my room, lying on my bed, face to face, gently masturbating, caressing each other's legs, stomach, chest, titillating each other's nipples. My hands were irresistibly drawn to her buttocks, their separation, her roundness. With my index finger I probed her, then carefully penetrated her. It opened easily, wet and warm, and my finger slid in. Ivan stretched her ass, seeking contact and showing his contentment with an accelerated breath, then turned, her belly against the mattress, whispering "take me, oh yes take me."
Hungry for this body, my cock on fire and as hard as ever, no longer controlling myself, I penetrated him in one stroke, hard, the glans touching his prostate and my balls hitting his buttocks and began to rake like I used to do with my wife or mistresses, like a virile and dominant male. With my chest pressed against his back, my mouth on his neck and cheeks, I gave him big piston strokes, going in and out of his well lubricated and open ass with ease. I could feel his sphincter tightening against my member, as if to hold it in. Ivan's whole body trembled with desire and pleasure, while little cries escaped him, as well as words without continuation: "O Antoine ... go ahead ... more ... faster ... how beautiful it is." Suddenly he came without my being able to hold back! With a loud scream I ejaculated in his ass, in four powerful spurts of cum before collapsing panting on my partner, then sliding down beside him. He still had his cock bandaged and I took him in my hand to bring him to orgasm. Soon he was cumming on my belly with hot, copious sperm.
After a shared shower, we spent another hour on my couch, naked, drinking beer and chatting, and exchanging occasional tender kisses and caresses. When he left me around midnight, we agreed to meet again. I had discovered that I was bisexual and happy to be so.
Chapter 2
Ivan had left me his cell phone number. I often hesitated to call him back. The memory of that evening with him kept coming back to me and burning inside. I had come like I had never come with women, and the vision of his slender, well-shaped body, his skin the color of honey, with only the white trace of his underwear, haunted my nights. I no longer counted my nightly masturbations and regularly soiled my sheets. Above all, I had a fantasy: to be sodomized in my turn and for the first time by this beautiful ephebe. The following Sunday, inactive and unable to bear it any longer, I called him. He was home and free; already hearing his voice gave me an erection. I offered to take him home and take him for a walk in the forest, which he accepted.
I showered carefully, using a scented soap, sprayed my eau de toilette and decided to reach for it without underwear. I just put on a pair of beige cotton shorts directly on my skin and a white shirt. Half an hour later I rang his doorbell. He came down and joined me in the car. He was wearing tight red shorts and a navy blue tank top that showed off his pecs and left his shoulders clearly visible. As soon as I stood up, his left hand came to caress my right thigh, then to feel my sex through the fabric. "But you're not wearing any underwear today," he said with a wide smile. I was blushing. It's amazing how childish I become in the presence of this young man. I managed to answer him in a choked voice, "You're driving me crazy."
I arrived safely, despite my confusion, in the forest and looked for a trail with little traffic to park my car. Ivan and I set off on foot, along barely marked trails, to find a quiet spot. When we reached a narrow, shady clearing lined with fallen leaves, we stopped and hugged each other tightly, exchanging a deep kiss.
