For a long time I have had this fantasy that haunts me without ever having dared to realize it. Today I would like to share it with you and who knows, perhaps by talking about it, I would dare to take the plunge. But I admit I don't know where to start. Invited to a party, I am surrounded by many people and the conversation is in full swing, addressing all subjects. Whether it be politics, religion, current events, our exchanges are varied and numerous. Then as the evening continues, we come to talk about sex. In a restrained manner at first and over time more and more unbridled, it is true that the drink helps to free up speech to the point of narrating our respective experiences. For my part, I did not dare to speak about my adventures in the masculine, not really knowing to whom I was addressing myself and so I only spoke about my female conquests. A man listened to me attentively and suddenly asked me: "Have you never had homosexual intercourse?" » I admit to having felt a certain temporary embarrassment but I answered him: "yes but without ever having dared to finalize the desires that were born from his adventures" barely formulated, I already regretted my answer but it was too late. -Can you tell us what these desires are? - I don't want to bore you with my fantasies. -You don't bore us, on the contrary and we could perhaps help you to realize them. After hesitating for a moment I complied without knowing if I wanted to realize the crazy dream that I was going to reveal in my story.-I imagine myself being completely naked in the center of an assembly of clothed people who caress me gently. Their hands run down my back, over my chest, my arms, my stomach, my thighs. I feel my body quiver under these touches and I wait impatiently for my sex to also share this moment but no one touches it yet a beautiful erection calls for caress. I am offered, to enhance the experience, to blindfold myself; no sooner said than done! Here I am at the mercy of the group without knowing who is touching me and I admit that it is intoxicating. A more insistent caress on my buttocks spreads them and an inquisitive finger brushes my anus, once, twice then comes back coated in gel and inserts itself very delicately which makes me shiver. I do not have time to enjoy the moment that I am led to a sofa and asked to kneel on the cushions. As soon as I settled down, a hand caressed my face and insisted on my lips, gently opening them with a finger. I recognized a thumb that penetrated my mouth and invited me, by the gesture, to suck it. It was good and I felt good. The thumb disappeared and someone kissed me, moistening my lips with his tongue that came to meet mine and we made our tongues dance in my mouth, what a delight! The kiss lasted long enough that when it stopped I had only one desire: to start again! I was surprised and fulfilled when I felt the softness on my lips again, bu ...

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