No Man Needed: The Ultimate Gay Masturbators

No Man Needed The Ultimate Gay Masturbators

When you masturbate you want to recreate that feeling of getting an incredible blowjob or making love, but most of the time our silly hands just don’t cut it. Maybe it’s the pressure of the grip, or maybe it’s the fact that it just isn’t the real thing that can make masturbation feel sort of lame. At times, masturbating can feel like a chore, but with a masturbator, it not only feels exactly like the real thing, but it actually makes you look forward to going into your room, dimming the lights, flipping open the computer or a magazine, and rubbing one out. Hell, masturbators are also great for video chat sex, phone sex, and even foreplay.

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Here are some of the ultimate gay masturbators

  • Senso Pocket Penis. Ever hear of docking? It’s where you line your cock up with another guy’s cock – head to head – and insert your cock into another guy’s foreskin and masturbate. This pocket penis sort of creates the same feeling. Yet, it can also feel just like the best blowjob you’ve ever gotten from a guy. It also stretches and can fit onto any sized cock, so you don’t have to worry about being too thick or too small. Anybody can get his kicks with this amazing, orgasm-inducing pocket penis.
  • Hand Job Stroker. This stroker is the ultimate masturbation partner. The beauty and the wonder of this masturbator is its simplicity. The shape is a simple sleeve, but inside you will find over 100 pleasure nubs, which will provide you with an incredible sensation every time you masturbate with this stroker. Yet, it also makes a great foreplay tool and docking tool. Two guys can easily put their cocks through either end of this stroker and get each other off. It is also really easy to clean – just hold it under running water and clean with a little soap and you can keep using this amazing tool over and over again.

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At the end of the day, you don’t need a man to get a quality knob job and you don’t need a man to recreate the feeling of slipping your cock into the perfect asshole. In fact, with a masturbator, it can be just you and your imagination or a little porn – perhaps a picture of your lover. And you know those orgasms where you shoot ropes of semen as far as the eye can see? – Yeah, you’ll get those with a male masturbator.

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When Two Guys Ask You To Blow Them At The Same Time

When Two Guys Ask You To Blow Them At The Same Time

Getting blown by one guy can be hot as hell, especially if he has the bod to match – just watching that perfectly sculpted, chiseled jaw get to work is enough to make me explode just writing this. However, getting blown by two guys can be one of the most enlightening. Imagine that – two hot Middle Eastern dudes in the middle of the desert going down on you in the hot sand?

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My double blowjob story started off on a rather inconspicuous night…

First of all, I am always horny – always thinking about dick. It’s usually in the context of its entering some orifice of my body. One night I was getting a little bit too horny for my own pants. You ever have one of those nights? Where you just want to walk around with a giant erection hoping it will enter some kind of hole – any kind of hole? Anyways, I decide to go to my local hang out. I usually find a few cute guys there – usually looking for the same thing I’m looking for. That’s what’s so great about the gay lifestyle – if you are feeling a little randy you can easily head down to the local watering hole and find at least someone to sleep with.

However, on this particular night it was completely dead. I wasn’t getting any action at all. I was thinking of heading back to my place when I meet these two guys. Two ridiculously hot guys. One was a model and the other was his friend – who should have been a model as well. They weren’t otter-skinny models either, but totally macho, hairy chest kind of models. Both of these boys couldn’t have been younger than 30, because they didn’t have that unconfident boyish look that can be a turnoff after being on the gay dating circuit for a while. All of a sudden I am chatting up these boys. Low and behold, I actually think they think I’m kind of cute, so my confidence shoots through the roof.

That is when I decided to make the amazing decision to bring them both back to my house. I asked them if they would be interested and they both agreed that my idea was the best idea. So we all pack into a cab and head back to my house. They seemed a little nervous in the car, but that is when I got another confidence injection and put my arms around both of them – I didn’t sit in the middle of the back seat for no reason at all. I also started touching their necks, which is a little bit like an instant way to tame an overly nervous guy.

When we get back to the house, we all head straight for the bedroom. These boys got naked almost immediately. Their bodies were absolutely gorgeous – Adonis style bodies with a golden hue that only the finest tanning booth in all the land can give you. Also, they both had a little patch of light hair on their chests – my favorite. In this instance I didn’t know if we were all going to fuck each other and then fall into a sleeping pile together or what. I didn’t even know if that was what I wanted. Yet, what happened next was even better than what I expected. They both ripped off my pants and told me all they wanted to do was blow me until I shot my wad over both of them. Was this the luckiest day of my life? So I did just that – they blew me nine ways to Sunday and I shot my wad perfectly. I could see the little ropes of my juice tangled in their chest hair. After that we took a shower and then to bed. In the morning I made them both breakfast. After they left I never saw them again.

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Camping Trip Experimenting

Camping Trip Experimenting

Cory had told me he was bicurious several months earlier, and I had barely thought of it since. When he invited me on a camping trip with him and his family for spring break junior year, I was happy to go along. Our first few days at the beach weren’t very eventful. We swam, biked around, and went kayaking. Then, four days into the six day trip, I was coming out of the ocean when I thought I saw Cory staring at my bathing suit, in a spot he shouldn’t have been staring. He had told me about his sexuality, so I wasn’t offended, maybe even flattered. As he stood up and pulled his hair away from his face, I decided to sneak a glance at his crotch, and make sure he saw me.

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We were staying in our own tent while his parents and younger brothers shared a different one. We stayed up late, just talking. Neither of us could really sleep, given the fact that we had slept on the ground the last few days and was getting tired of it. Then it happened, when the conversation hit a lull, I figured I’d better tell him my feelings, and see what I could get out of it. “I think I’m curious, as well.”

“Really?” he sounded tired, and not as interested as I had hoped.

“Yeah. I think so. How did you know when you were?”

“Easy,” he said, a little nervously. Suddenly I was paranoid – what if he wasn’t bi anymore, or it was an attempt for me to confess something? I had no idea why he would have done that, but this was the first time I’d spoken anything like this aloud, mostly because I hadn’t thought anything about it before. “I noticed that I was checking out guys. How do you know you are?”
“I said I just thought I was. I’m not sure.”

“Bullshit, Chris. You know. You were looking at me today. You were thinking something.”

“It’s just…” I started to say, but now I was really regretted saying anything at all, but it had been almost a week since I had jerked off, and that must have made me bolder than I normally would have been. “Normally I think about girls giving me head, or something. Then one day, I thought of a guy, and realized I didn’t care too much if it were to happen.” I didn’t tell him he was the guy.

“Yeah,” he said, and now he sounded at ease. “That happened to me, too. And then…” His voice dropped to a whisper. “And then I thought about actually giving a guy head and enjoying it”

The conversation was flowing, now – we were okay with each other’s admissions. But I wanted a blowjob, and I wanted one tonight. There had to be a way to get that to happen, hmm I thought…..”Okay, anyone from school, then, one sex act. Who and what would it be?” I said “One sex act? You sound like our health textbook,” he laughed, but then remembered to keep his
voice down to a whisper. “Really, I just want a blowjob. I don’t care who from.” I thought about what he had said when he knew he was bisexual, and decided that in order to get him to suck my dick, I was willing to suck his. It took me a long time to admit this to myself “Fuck, man, I’ll give you a blowjob, if that’s all you really want.”

“Did you really just say that?” he asked, and sat up.

“I meanyou’d probably want me to do you first, right?”

I…uh…” he began. “Give me a minute.” He stood up and went out to the bathroom. While he was in the shower cabin, I felt for my cock, and found that it was almost painfully hard. He crawled back into the tent and sat down next to my sleeping bag. “Okay,” he said, sounding nervous but eager. “Are you ready?”

“Yeah,” I said, and doubtless I sounded the same as he did.

He unzipped my bag and picked up my dick. So strange after so long to feel a hand other than my own grabbing my dick, especially one so different. But it didn’t matter – I felt warmth and wetness closing around the head of my cock, and I was inside his mouth. It felt as good as I’d imagined it, maybe even better, and this was a guy sucking on my dick! He didn’t make any noises, he just let his mouth slide up and down, while his tongue pushed at the side and occasionally rubbed around the tip of my dick.
This was unreal. I didn’t know if I could take it.

“Stop,” I said. “Stop.” But he didn’t stop – he kept sucking, and his mouth kept going up and down, and when he reached the tip of my cock each time, his tongue slid all around the head. Finally, he pulled his mouth away, still holding on enough for me to pop when I slid out of his mouth.

“Wow,” I said. “Wowbut you can’t keep going. I haven’t jerked off in like a week, I don’t want to
cum yet.”

“Do you want a turn, then?”

“Yeah.”

“This isbig.” I said. “Good thing all I’m doing is sucking it.”

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For doing something previously thought unthinkable, his penis tasted like normal skin, like I was licking a very large finger. It didn’t feel at all strange. “This really isn’t so bad,” I thought as I put the head of his cock into my mouth. I started to do what he had done to me: I moved my tongue around as much as possible, and I put as much inside my mouth as could fit.

Soon, when I moved my mouth back north and ran my tongue around the tip of his cock, I tasted the slight hint of saltiness.
“Stop,” he started to tell me. “I’m going to come.”

I ignored him, because by now I wanted it to happen. I kept his cock in my mouth, sliding up and down, varying my speeds, and when I felt a shot of warm liquid hit the roof of my mouth, I didn’t mind at all. I finally knew what it was like to be with a boy that I liked. It was a great first experience.

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To Swallow or Not to Swallow

To Swallow or Not to Swallow

To Swallow or Not to Swallow

Cum: salty, sticky, and sometimes smelly.

Should we really be swallowing this, especially if we do not know the person well, or in some cases at all? This question, as every gay sex question goes, is extraordinarily subjective and will vary from person to person. I can’t say much for my own opinion since I am very split myself. I can however tell you about my stories of spitting and swallowing.

I was blowing my boyfriend of a few months and I could tell it was going really well. His ass was clenched, his stomach was doing that ‘suck in, push out’ thing at an Olympic pace. I was queen of oral sex, and he was getting close to cumming.

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This was probably my fifth blowjob, so in gay terms, I didn’t know shit. I was practically a virgin. I just knew when it came out to be ready, and for the most part that it would taste like a cocktail of salt and bleach. Or what I would imagine bleach would taste like.

‘I’m so close baby.’ Followed by a string of moans and an ‘exorcism-style’ back arch.

I could practically count it down.

Breathing stops: Five

Ass Clenches: Four

Hands grab the bed: Three

Back Arches: Two

Muscles Flex and Pelvis Thrust: One

It shot like my childhood ‘super-soaker’ water gun. Except the by product was opaque, 100 times thicker, and warm. I don’t know why I didn’t swallow, but I simply didn’t. I held it in my mouth like a child with a mouthful of vegetables. I did that smile that you can only do with a full mouth.

‘That was so good.”

MMMMhhhmmmmm.” The only noise I could communicate.

I then made the worst judgment call of my sexual life. I decided I would start with his feet and slowly kiss him all the way up to his mouth. Each kiss, letting out a bit of my ‘boyfriend byproduct’ that had stuffed me like a thanksgiving turkey.

I figured, if I let a very tiny bit out with each kiss, it will not even be noticeable, and I will be off the hook.

I was so fucking wrong. I made about 20 puddles of cum all over his body, and he was anything but pleased.

“Why the fuck are you covering me with cum?”

He was ex-military so when he was mad, it was horrifying. Like I’m talking: bladder-clenching, throat-tightening, hands-in-defense-mode horrifying.

If I were a car, the fuel odometer would read about a quarter full. So I did a nervous gulp and emptied the tank that was my mouth. Shit, improvise!

“I thought it would be hot to get you all messy, so I didn’t have to take a shower alone.”

Fortunately, my cute explanation got me out of a lot of trouble, and possibly a session of ‘angry-sex’ of which I usually enjoyed. You have not been fucked until you have had angry sex with G.I. Joe. It was typically incapacitating.

The next story is even more mortifying, and I would like to let you know that I like you guys so much that I am communicating this dark moment to you. Plus, I don’t want you to ever have to deal with the same problem. Ever…

So same story different guy, I was giving professional head and doing it like it was what I was born to do. My parents would have been so proud, I know.

This was post-starbucks, so I had all my caffeine stored up, and was using it at an exponential pace. My head was a fucking jewishdreidel. Spinning around, tilting I was blowing like for the fucking Olympic Trials.

He was moaning, and like popcorn, the period of silence in between the moans were how you measured the ‘finishing time.’ However, unlike popcorn, it was the increased frequency as opposed to the decreased popping of corn.

Moan, three seconds, moan. Moan, two seconds, moan. Moan, one second moan.

If this were a Disney ride, I would head some animated voice count me right down to the finish.

Moan, pause, pause, moan: Five

Moan, pause, moan, pause: Four

Moan, pause moan, moan: Three

Moan, moan, moan, moan: Two

Muscles Flex and Pelvis Thrust: One

Like the Forth of July the fireworks went off. It was the grand-fucking-finale. And from the flow of fireworks shooting into me, this was one grand, grand-finale. My mouth was so full.

I was about to swallow when the idiot decided to tell me a particularly hilarious joke.  I would communicate it, but it was an inside joke we had cooked up for dinner before this point.

Like a cannon of laughter, I shot his load all over his face: into his eyes, mouth, and about a mile up his nose.

Being a sexpert, even I did not know the right answer for what to do after this. So I did what I was trained to do in any embarrassing moment: fucking get the hell out of there. After a quick sorry, I grabbed my shit and ran into the hallway of his apartment complex hopping like a pogo stick into my skinny jeans.

I was running like this was Texas Fucking Chainsaw Massacre and I was Renée Zellweger. I know it was a bit dramatic, but even my saucy humor and tranquility couldn’t have got me through that. I just prayed that he would not drown from the explosion of cum I had so-accidently shot at him.

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The moral of the story being, if you are going to swallow, do it fast. Or don’t sleep with someone who is particularly funny, with a knack to break-the-ice-after-oral.

When it comes down to it, be careful. I personally swallow. Unless the guy is ugly or I sense bad hygiene, both of which usually inhibit me from going to bed with them anyway. But, we all have those nights of desperation… so don’t judge me.

Of course you should worry about STD status, but the likelihood of contracting anything-serious via-oral-sex is slim to none. Cum is also a great source of protein, but then again, so are mosquitos. Use judgment, and keep it sexy. Nothing turns me off more than someone running out of bed after I finish to go vomit up cum in the toilet. But if you know a sexy way to ‘spit’ go for it. (That rhymed, I am a poet)

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