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Out Of The Closet
Coming out of the closet is never an easy thing to do. Where you forced out by an unfortunate circumstance? Did you come out on your own terms. What and how did you finally come out? To who?
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    About two years ago I spotted an ad for 'first timers,' usually married men who wanted to experience a man giving them a blow job. I kept thinking about the ad and finally called, where I spoke with a very nice-sounding, non-judgemental man who said I was like so many married men - with a sense of adventure. What happened when I got to his apartment , well, he undressed me and we started kissing. And kissing. And I remember thinking this was so so good. And then, I did what felt so totally right - I slid down and started kissing his cock. The man was surprised "ah - NO hesitation there!" AND, a week later, I was doing it again, a week later more time with that man, and each time, learning more techniques.
    AND of course, this was a total private adventure.
    BUT, I started sending innocent facebook notes to a man I used to work with and who I knew was gay. They became less innocent and I finally had to tell him about my private/secret life. He arranged an introduction with another local 'newbie' and we met, hit it off, and soon I was spending time in HIS bed. Shortly after that, I met more men. More sex.
    About this time, I started feeling the need to be more to these men, to help them enjoy themselves more (or so I convinced myself) I wanted to be their slut. I started growing my hair - I started wearing makeup for those men - and in turn, more than half of them started treating me differently and some began to buy me women's clothing.
    SO? Now, there must be a hundred men I've fucked, or given head to, or been fucked by - and still, no-one at work (to say nothing of my family) know anything about this.

    I just _ _ _ _ need _ _ _ _ men in a way I've NEVER needed women.

    fu**-up or what???

    #10019 — Comments (1) — Jun 15, 2011 at 2:03 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    This started as a fantasy, then became guilty obsession, then a reality, and is now my secret lifestyle.

    When I was a little girl my parents took our Shepherd Big Boy to a stud farm. I saw him mate with several other dogs and overheard the adult jokes I didn't quite understand. Wandering around the place I even saw a dog being "milked" and the woman doing it sneaking a taste. That was my introduction to the physical act of sex.

    As I hit puberty my fantasies sometimes included beastiality but they mostly revolved around being an animal on a leash. I ended up losing my virginity to Big Boy when I was in junior high but that was my only act of actual beastiality and I never had that urge again.

    I developed a secret fetish for animal roleplaying and even bought a collar and leash to wear while I played with myself. I filled notebooks with elaborate sexual fantasies of a girl being broken to a man's or woman's will as a sexualized housepet. When I was married I was secretly subscribed to kitten-play and puppy-play websites - I couldn't even tell my husband about my fetish and I was terrified to actually try to live it out.

    My husband left me eventually leaving me and my son alone and I kept my secret. Then my son found my old notebooks. He asked me about the fantasies in them and I tried to brush them off. When he asked me point blank if I was a "sex weirdo" I admitted it out loud for the first time in my life and cried.

    When I stopped crying, he said those beautiful words I've never forgotten ... "Get off the furniture, girl." I obeyed and brought him my leash in my mouth and barked and he stripped away my clothes and made me his Bitch. That first night was everything I ever wanted with a loving master. That was one year ago at the first of May.

    Since I still have to earn a living, we can't do it full time. But we've made Friday "Pet Night" where I strip down to being a Good Dog and playing with my master. The only other concession I make to being a Bitch the rest of the week is that my Master no longer plays with himself because my mouth and hands are available instead.

    When I get home from work on Fridays I slip out on my clothes and put on my furry paws and ears and tail and get on all fours and become my Master's Bitch. He's a Good Master to me and we play fetch and romp. He disciplines me when I need it and rewards me for proper behavior and when I do tricks. And when he mounts me or gets out a special toy or restrains me for special games I'm very happy.

    I'm anxious for the day when he's a full grown Master and I can become a Bitch full time. He talks to me about renting me out to horny breeders but I'm just a Bitch and can't understand master talk so I just lick him and wag my tail.

    My son is very strong and confident and has a girlfriend who adores him. He used to be shy but now he's the leader of his pack. I feel proud of him.

    #10008 — Comments (7) — Jun 7, 2011 at 3:15 AM — That's Juicy! (56) Remove This. ( *** )
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I had discovered my desire to dress up in girls clothing when I was just 9 yrs old after being jealous of every girl who I seen wearing a skirt or dress with pantyhose or tights.I Then became facinated with High heel shoes/boots.I met a girl who had a thing for dressing guys up as a girl.Halloween one year she took me into her bedroom and told me she was gonna dress me in a award winning costume and that i had to keep my eyes closed the whole time she transformed me.I did just that as I knew what she was dressing me as and it was very erotic,I felt her putting pantyhose on me,lacing a corset very tight around my waist,slipping me into a short dress and applying make-up and a long wig and 5" strappy stiletto shoes.I opened my eyes as I was amazed on how much she made me look like a real female.She took me to 4 costume parties where i got first place in 3 of em and 2nd place in another party.She oddly took me to a steak house while i was still dressed.She then confesssed that she knew that I secretly dressed as a girl often as she found my rather large collection of female attire and heels,wigs.She told me she came over more than a few times and seen me sleeping in a nightgown, and other times with me sleeping in a school girl uniform and saw me in the window cleaning while wearing a cheerleader uniform.She soon had me dressing up and going out to the store with her and to the malls as it was fun having her choose what i wore from day to day.She even had me over at her Mom's house while dressed up as she had 2 younger sister's who would give her tips on what to dress me in as they even had began doing my make up/nails several times.The most nervous times out dressed was when she had me go to a wedding as a bridesmaid in a purple dress, and another time she had me fill in for a cheerleader who was sick and couldn't attend any games for 3 weeks as I had to wear shiny tan tights,a short blue striped skirt and a long sleeve tight striped shirt, I was taught how to do the cheers in two days and became good at it.I then proposed to her one day and she said yes but only if I also wore a bridal gown,I agreed as I woulda wore anything to be married to such a kinky girl who loved dressing me as her GF.

    #10001 — Comments (0) — Jun 5, 2011 at 12:30 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Normally I don't think about things too hard, I am an easy going Guy who leads a decent life. under some circumstances I get depressed.
    I was outside hanging up my laundry and chatting with my neighbors when I notices a Ferris wheel looming in the background. it was lit up, the lights caught my eyes. forever since I was little I always loved going to the amusement park, Ive been in 16 different amusement parks spread all a crossed the south of the USA.
    After a quick phone call with my brother I decided that I would venture out to the mall so that I could ride the Ferris wheel. I made sure the house was in order and I left on my rip-claw bicycle.
    The amusement park was scary up close. Tons of people with different ethnics and cultures gathered under this glorious light show. Rides, games, food, and benches with people were lined in a round oval shaped park.I stayed there for what seemed forever. Women, the women, girls, tigers, Asian, I was scared. I have complexity issues around women, Scars..., I feel as if I don't fit in to my own flesh. I walked by a stand with a jackass perched up on a drop cage, sitting there being paid to insult people. the loud microphone he used to spit insults at me. he pointed out my glasses and my long flowing hair, called me a four eyed girl. my mind knew it was nothing to worry about. However the moment got the better of me, I was ashamed as everyone looked at me. I was the only Man there who had long hair. I sat in the back of the amusement park with a couple of strangers, I know that once again I had made the mistake of going somewhere without a partner. My boyfriend lives three cities away and works night shift.
    after a while, with many pretty faces, feelings of resentment, I picked my self up with a fake smile and left. upon arriving at my apartment (being that I'm alone tonight) I stepped throught the door with my bike, dropped my bike and closed the door. I didn't feel too bad about tonight, it was decent. after I was sure I was alone I stripped myself of all clothing and pranced through the house bare, hell I'm typing this and I'm nekid. I'm not at all ashamed of my body as long as I'm not surrounded by people- mainly women. I did really stupid crap to women in the past, even unintentional. I just don't feel like my own flesh when I think about women. people say I'm young (for twenty) but I feel light years old.
    I still masturbate to girls- alot - like 18+ girls, Im not a pedo. I really don't have alot of friends, Ive never been the type to say anything, share, or do anything with another person. I sort of feel left behind most of the time... on my own I feel ok.

    #9881 — Comments (1) — Apr 30, 2011 at 11:13 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I always knew growing up that I was different from the other boys. I thought I was attracted to women. In hindsight, I think I was more attracted to the clothes they wore. I was always fascinated by stockings and pantyhose, and had my first orgasm while wearing pantyhose. One evening during a school dance, another guy called me 'limp wrists.' I certainly didn't act effeminately back then, though in hindsight, I'm wondering if this guy saw something in me that I didn't see in myself.

    During my junior year of college, I started wearing pantyhose regularly, and I haven't stopped since. But that wasn't the only thing I did. I started meeting other men. I sucked cock and got excited by it. About a year ago, another guy fucked me and I finally realized who and what I was sexually. When he was doing me doggiestyle something clicked inside of me. Later he laid me on my back and started fucking me hard. As I looked up at him while he was drilling me, I came to a realization. I must be a cock-craving sissy, because I was wearing a camisole top, sheer black pantyhose and 4-inch black pumps while being fucked by someone who was much more manly than I. As I saw my pantyhosed legs and high heel-clad feet waving helplessly in the air, I knew that my place was not to be with a woman, but to dress for real men and their cocks.

    I'm still closeted though, and not sure of whether to come out. Even though a part of me wants desperately to be outed, few people actually know that I am both gay and a crossdresser.

    #9838 — Comments (3) — Apr 18, 2011 at 10:41 PM — That's Juicy! (15) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I am not sure this is the right place for this confession- but here goes. Several years ago I was the supervisor at a plant. There many young women working in my section. One of them was was very beautiful, and married with 2 children. She made it very clear that her married life was bad. Her husband also worked in the same building but in a different section. I my self had just asked my future wife to marry me. To make a long story short she and I got very close. I soon realized she was having a lesbian affair with another young woman in the plant. One day I was making my rounds and I came up on the husband standing in a small room rubbing his cokc like a wild man. i went into the next room and noted he was watching his wife and her lover making out,and fingering each other. Holy S*** I thought the whold thing was very sexy. He jacking off and them getting off. I started getting very turned by the entire thing. I slipped into the next room with the husband and started holding his hand as he jerked. It was fantstic and he turned and kissed me, I returned the favor. After he came I helped him cleanup. I don't know what came over me but at that second I wanted to fuck him and fuck his wife. I told him this. He smiled and said I could fuck him anytime I wanted as long as he could watch me fuck his wife...and that is how the next year and a half went....At that point he divorced his wife, she moved away, and I got married...I am now divorced and living with my male lover.... But I will never forget that 18 months of super sex with both of them ....

    #9780 — Comments (0) — Apr 5, 2011 at 6:32 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    We are a normal family with 5 kids and my parents love each other very much. I never told anyone that when my parents met, my father was a Priest and my mother was a Chatholic Nun.

    They had instant chemistry when they met and after the desires, the flirting and the denying, they finally started having sex. They both left the Clergy and got married.

    I never told anyone and my parents are so much in love.

    #9582 — Comments (2) — Jan 28, 2011 at 11:34 AM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I love crossdressing and would often go to work wearing panties and a bra.

    #9504 — Comments (9) — Jan 5, 2011 at 6:35 AM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    .this was back in the 70s,...we were traveling to a family car .my 2 parents 2 sisters an an other brother ,.we stopped at a road side dinner truckstop place,to have a break an something to eat an a pitstop,the family were all in the dinning room ordering a meal so i scarpered off to the toilet for a pee an to see if there was a gloryhole or anything interesting going on ...much to my suprise there was a hole in the last 2 stalls ...i went into the stall that had a latch on the door sat down an started to rub my cock as i read the enteries on the walls in there ..i was in there for about 4 minutes,,an the outside door gave its loadish scweal as it opened some one came in ..who ever it was went over to the urinal an started to pee,. it was a heavy load flow as he pissed ,.then silence,. i heard a few footsteps an the tile floor,.then the tap came on, an water flowed load ,..then silence again this time ..i had my cock out an was stroking it as i listened to the movment out in the the footsteps came closer then he entered the stall next to mine,..i sat there waiting, an listening to the movement in the next stall..then i leaned forward to see what as going on in there ,as i leaned toward the hole to look , it was then that this brown ,thickish cut cock came thru the hole was pulpy looking, still semi soft not quite hard an not soft ,,,as its full lenght came thru the hole an flopped down in front of me,..i put my hand up to take hold of it , it was clammy to touch as if it had been washed an partically dryed, smelt musty yet sort of warm ..i took it into my hand an squeezed it slightly could feel it growing in my hand, as i slowly pulled on it,..i gave it a tug, to pull its full lenght thru the hole so the balls could be partcially seen,..with that,he moved about a few times,. as if to get it thru the hole a matter of minutes it was totally precumming to my touching an licking was then that i went down on it an started to suck it..taking as much of it, as i could get into my mouth,..i sucked the hard head,.an wanked it really started to swell ..i let it go for a moment, an looked at it bobbing up an down, as it pulsated away,i sucked it yet again ..i then stood up, spat on my hand, an rubbed the spit into my ass crack an turned around an slowly moved backward on to the thick thobbing cock, i wanted the thickness in me, .i felt the wet head touch the opening to my ass, an i slowly leaned backward onto the cock, with slow ease as i felt the head break its way ito me .....i stopped for the moment as it entered .cause it hurt like hell ...then i heard a grunt from the next he started a slow long thrust,in & out.. in & out, with that i started again , to lean entered deeper,then he gave one big thrust an he was in all the way ,it must have been about a minute,. that he in me, then he went tense an started to shoot .......i pulled off his cock just in time to see the blobbs of cum, fall to the floor,there were about 4 or 5 good sized globs on the floor ....then with that , the cock pulled back into its own cubical , i sat down again .an my ass felt like it was on fire with pain, from the tearing an stretching done by that oversized cock, that had just fucked me,.i could hear all the shuffling going on in the next stall, as he re,dressed himself..then his stall door opened an he went out ,.by this time i thought i bettr get back or they would think i was lost or something , with that , i pulled up my pants, an opened the door to my stall ...just as the outside door slammed shut ,.i hurried to the outside door to make my way back into the dinner. an as i went out into the parking lot, an toward the dinner, there in front of me, walking away from the toilet, ahead of me ,was my father, it was him that had just fucked me in there , it was his cock that was in me right up to his balls an his cum all over the floor in there ,.i dived out of sight so he didnt see me waited till he was reseated in the dinner before i went in this day, i have never told a soul of this till now...but i often think of that day in that stall an him not knowing it was me he seeded an raped not some other ass but mine .......memories huh ........

    #9427 — Comments (2) — Dec 16, 2010 at 6:05 AM — That's Juicy! (17) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I used to be with this hot girl from Halifax in England and she was open to just about anything - I've got the pictures and videos to prove it. We even did some live sex cam shows. We created her an account on a Football discussion forum and she was a minor celebrity for a while. I got so hot knowing that all these guys were masturbating over her photo. But we split up. She got bored of it and refused to go on. Sadly, I still log on to the Football site pretending to be her, posting her old photos, chatting to infatuated kids. And I still get hot and masturbate a lot. Some of the guys have sent me naked photos and I look at them while I masturbate. I wish I could get out of the routine, but I've taken on her persona and I love that they adore me. I think I might be gay. Maybe I just want her back.

    #9419 — Comments (5) — Dec 12, 2010 at 5:16 PM — That's Juicy! (22) Remove This.
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