[M4M] Any Straight Guys Down To Roleplay?
I’m looking for a straight guy to roleplay a fantasy I have;
Your Character-
Name: Up to you, 28-38yo
Orientation: Straight
Height: 6’5
Weight: 210 lbs
Body Type: Muscular
Cock: 8x6.5, Cut
Hair Color: Black/Dark Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Shoe Size: 13.5W
Personality: Cocky alpha male type, oozing BDE. You workout everyday and play basketball with your buds on the weekends.
My Character-
Name: Johnny, 23yo
Orientation: Gay
Height: 5’4
Weight: 115 lbs
Body Type: Skinny
Cock: 5x5, Cut
Hair Color: Light Brown/Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Ethnicity: White
Shoe Size: 7.5 M
Personality: A skinny nerdy twink, not too effeminate and can blend in pretty well.
I’d love you to play hard to get, call me names, trash talk, brag, be weirded, creeped out or annoyed with me at first, etc.
Kinks: exhibition/voyeur, stalking, muscle worship, oral, anal, feet, fucking, rough fucking, bullying, name calling, bondage, teasing, dirty talk, size difference (height, body mass), cucking, bareback, cumshot, facial, breeding, creampies, denial, hair pulling, tickling, hotfooting, ch0king, messy throatfuck, findom, cum, milking
Limits: blood, scat, piss, furries/anthro, unrealistic anime, crossdressing, feminization
As far as scenes go, I’m thinking;
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Harassing The Stud At The Bar
*After a long work week and hard workout earlier in the night, all you want to do is hang with your boys, drink a beer, watch the game and check out all the ladies-hoping to pick up a couple hookers who will get on their knees to suck your dick before you pound their pussies. You’re wearing a snug t shirt, jeans and nice gym shoes. As you sip on a beer, watch the game, chat with your boys and check out which girl will be on her knees for you tonight, the bartender hands you a drink courtesy of my character. I wave at you as you make eye contact with me before you raise your drink to say “thanks” and sip the drink. As you drink and turn your attention back to the game, a voice asks from behind you “Excuse me, is this seat taken?”* -
Your Honeymoon
*You and your wife just got married and head to Vegas for your honeymoon. Between going to dinner and shopping the strip you’ve been plowing her pussy and throat til you bust all over her pretty face. The next day, I’m chilling by the pool and see you two head down; your wife in a hot pink bikini that barely contains her huge tits and tight ass while you wear a pair of swim trunks with white puma slides. I see the two of you take a couple chaise lounge chairs and sit, relaxing and enjoying the hot sun. You look over at me and give a slight nod before going back to talking with your wife. A couple minutes later you dive into the pool and swim a couple laps. I look over and see your wife’s eyes closed. As you finish swimming and hang out by the edge of the pool, I jump in and swim up to you.
“Hey how’s it going?” I say* -
Nextdoor Neighbors
*I’ve just moved into a nice apartment building; 4 stories, a nice pool and gym. I got to know a couple of the neighbors except for my nextdoor neighbor. About a week of staying, I hear loud music and voices from next door. Later that night I hear the bed creaking and lots of pleasured and pained groans coming from the other side of the wall. 30 minutes later it stops. The next day as I’m stepping out to run errands, I see him in the hallway by the elevator wearing a snug t shirt, jeans and flip flops with a baseball cap on.
“Hi neighbor” I say* -
It’s Gonna Cost You
*You’ve finished up a hard workout at the gym and are walking back to your house. You’re wearing a pair of blue jeans, white gym shoes, a light blue tank top and grey hoodie over it. As you cut through a park, you notice a skinny dude checking you out as you walk past. You give him a slight nod and carry on. As you continue walking, you can’t help but feel Ike you’re being followed. You look behind and see the guy behind you. You give him a confused look and continue on. Suddenly it dawns on you; he’s the guy that’s been spying on you at the gym. You walk a little more and feel you’re being followed again. You turn around and snap “The fuck are you looking at?” I say “what?”
(I’d like to follow you until you get pissed. finally you decide fine, this freak wants a show, it’ll cost him and you slowly strip as I pony up). -
Under The Boss’s Desk
*It’s Friday evening and there’s only a few people left in the office building. I’ve worked for you as a legal assistant for 5 years. I’ve asked for a raise due to my hard work and dedication. You leave your office to run to the bathroom. I seize the opportunity to sneak into your office to see if my raise has been approved. I sift through paperwork when suddenly I hear your voice down the hall; flirting with the hot blonde in accounting. Thinking quickly, I hide under your desk; my petite frame fitting perfectly. You sit back in your chair; the bottom half of your body in sight-your snug dress shirt, pants and black oxfords inches from my face. I can make out a slight bulge in your pants from you checking out the blondes round ass. While working on your computer, you tap your heels a little on the floor before kicking your shoes off; almost hitting me. Your socked feet are inches from my face; filling the space under the desk with your masculine aroma of leather and sweat.* -
The Massage Swap
*I’ve been sitting at the reception desk all day and no one has come in. I hear the door open and look up from my phone to see you sauntering in for an appointment; you’re in a snug t shirt, jeans and flip flops. I try to stop my jaw from dropping as I admire your physique as you walk in.
“Um hello, how may I help you?”* -
Shoe Store
*It’s been a slow day at the boutique shoe store I manage; not a single customer has come in all day and I’m alone. It’s 12:30 and I’m about to go to lunch when you walk in to look at shoes. You’re wearing a Henley t shirt, jeans and white gym shoes. I walk over while you look at some gym shoes.
“Hey how’s it going?” I ask.* -
House Party
*A new friend invites me to a party at his house and I relevantly agree. As I walk into the house I hear loud music and people scattered through the house drinking. I see a group of dudes sitting in front of the tv watching football. The friend sees me and introduces me to his buds; including you, one of his roommates. You’re wearing a v neck t shirt, jeans and your bare feet are resting on an ottoman.
“Hey I’m Johnny” I say to you guys.* -
Gym
It’s my first day at the gym and as I walk in the building, I see a big buff guy walking in; gym bag slung over his shoulder. I follow behind him into the locker room, getting a locker not too far. I see him change into grey sweats and a tank top. I head up to the floor and see him pumping iron with a few bros; talking about one of the guy’s bachelor party they’re going to later on. He separates from the group to do some curls bicep curls. I walk over.
“Hey how’s it going?” I say -
Grocery Store (Borrowing From A Redditor and Would Love To Do This From Start To End)
On a typical Sunday afternoon, he stopped by his local grocery store to pick up groceries for his family, something he did almost every week. As he walked through the store, he noticed a young female employee he believed he had seen before sanitizing shopping cart handles and cleaning carts. She appeared to be in her early twenties, around 5’5” with short brown hair, dark-colored eyes, and an average build.
As he glanced to his right, he saw her standing in a doorway cleaning. Their eyes met briefly. He continued walking but looked back several times as he moved farther away, while she remained in the doorway.
For the next ten to fifteen minutes, he continued shopping without giving the encounter much thought. Normally, he preferred using one of the female cashiers he found attractive, but this time he headed to the first available register, which happened to be operated by a male cashier.
As he finished placing approximately $91 worth of groceries onto the conveyor belt, the same employee approached to collect the stack of hand baskets sitting near the front of the checkout lane. She looked up toward him before crouching down to retrieve the baskets.
“Sorry, I just need to grab these,” she said.
“No problem at all,” he replied.
She walked away with the baskets while he completed his purchase.
He recalled hearing an announcement moments earlier indicating that shopping carts needed to be collected and sanitized. Even so, he found himself wondering whether the timing of the interaction had been more than coincidence, while also acknowledging the possibility that he was simply noticing her because he had been paying attention to her.
Since customers bagged their own groceries at the end of the checkout lane, he moved to the packing area and began loading his groceries into reusable bags. The employee passed by carrying a tall stack of baskets. He noticed her glance in his direction once or twice as she continued past him.
He was dressed casually in a T-shirt, sweatpants without boxer briefs and a nice pair of Nike’s. Earlier, he had taken a couple of hits from his THC vape before arriving at the store. He enjoyed grocery shopping commando and often found himself wondering whether people noticed his appearance or whether any downward glances were simply natural, fleeting eye movements.
The employee began sanitizing hand baskets roughly ten feet away. From his perspective, they occasionally looked toward one another while continuing with their respective tasks. As he loaded each grocery bag into his cart, he repeatedly adjusted his semi while making eye contact with her. His heart began beating faster, and he became increasingly nervous. He believed she may have noticed what he was doing, though he recognized he could not know for certain. After packing five or six more bags, he finished loading his groceries while she continued sanitizing the baskets.
As he walked toward the exit, he noticed another cashier he found attractive glance in his direction before briefly looking downward and then back up. He interpreted the glance through the lens of his own thoughts, though he acknowledged that he could not know what had actually caught her attention. As he walked past the remaining registers, another cashier also looked in his direction several times.
Outside, rain was falling. He wheeled his cart along the front of the store before leaving it beneath the covered sidewalk rather than returning it to the cart area. Looking through the front windows, he could still see the employee sanitizing baskets inside. He turned toward her, and from his perspective they briefly made eye contact. He adjusted his clothing while standing there. He believed her gaze dropped toward his midsection before returning to the baskets she was wiping, though he understood he could not know exactly where she was looking. Watching her continue the repetitive back-and-forth motion of cleaning the basket handles, his imagination began to associate the handles with his thick cock.
He picked up two grocery bags and carried them to his truck before returning for the remaining items. On his second trip, he again looked toward the employee, adjusted his crotch while picking up the last bags, and gave what he intended as a friendly double wink before heading back toward his vehicle.
After reaching his truck, he realized he had forgotten to buy ice cream. He returned to the store and walked down several aisles, casually looking to see whether the employee was still working nearby. Eventually, he reached the freezer section near the front of the store and spotted her farther down the aisle wiping freezer door handles. While deciding on an ice cream flavor, he occasionally caught glimpses of her reflected in the freezer glass. After making his selection, he walked around the corner once more and saw that she was still cleaning, though this time she did not appear to look in his direction.
Posted Jul 6, 2026, 8:54 PM UTC