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Gay Stories
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I'm a 24 year old male, built a bit smaller frame.
I have always love to go out in drag, and pass quite well as a woman.
I also work with a jerk that always talks about "faggots', "queers" etc.
He also talks about his favorite bar. Last Friday night I went, dressed up to his place. I saw him at the bar trying to pick up a woman, and she had that "get fucked" look on her face. I sat next to him, and after a bit, his attention turned to me. I let him charm me, we danced and hugged. I told him I was a bit horny, and would he like to fuck me.
We went out to his car, and I sucked his cock. I told him I really like it in the ass. He obliged. Actually, he was really good, and made me cum. He came on my butt cheek.
We cuddled and kissed a bit, then I left.
Monday morning he was bragging about this hot chick he met at the bar.
Now, when he starts telling a "queer" joke, I laugh to myself that he actually fucked a man.
I have always love to go out in drag, and pass quite well as a woman.
I also work with a jerk that always talks about "faggots', "queers" etc.
He also talks about his favorite bar. Last Friday night I went, dressed up to his place. I saw him at the bar trying to pick up a woman, and she had that "get fucked" look on her face. I sat next to him, and after a bit, his attention turned to me. I let him charm me, we danced and hugged. I told him I was a bit horny, and would he like to fuck me.
We went out to his car, and I sucked his cock. I told him I really like it in the ass. He obliged. Actually, he was really good, and made me cum. He came on my butt cheek.
We cuddled and kissed a bit, then I left.
Monday morning he was bragging about this hot chick he met at the bar.
Now, when he starts telling a "queer" joke, I laugh to myself that he actually fucked a man.