A Secret No More

This story is a work of fiction and so are the characters
mentioned. Thank you!
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Joshua Adams life never really started until a week after
he completed his tour in the Navy. At the age of 22, Joshua
had fought his sexual urges to be with another man for as
long as he could remember. Even abroad while serving his
country, Joshua refused to act upon his instincts to reveal
his affection towards another man. With that being mentioned,
he carried himself as if he were a totally straight male.

Before his military days, Joshua was what we would call
a jock. when it came to sports, he was a bona-fide natural.
Be it football, baseball, wrestling, and basketball,
Joshua seemed to always do something that stuck out, therefore
resulting in his name being displayed in their local newspaper's
sports section.

Many of his family members and friends thought that he would
go onto college, and hopefully, one day turn pro, but Joshua
decided to join the Navy instead. Though in many eyes Joshua
was a success, Joshua himself found life to be getting tougher
and tougher due to his sexual urges.

On any given day, Joshua stood a good 6'4" and
weighed a solid 230 pounds. He kept his light brown hair
cut short, only enhancing his natural emerald green eyes.
By now, he had grown a neatly trimmed black goatee and with
his southern accent, had no problem finding women. However,
finding women never seemed to fit into his agenda. Joshua
was in no way a Greek God, or the pretty boy next door either,
but the way he carried himself and the way he spoke with effortless
ease, Joshua always found himself speaking with women,
or better put, they were speaking to him.

Joshua had a few guys implanted in his mind for his routine
jack-off session. They were all his friends or they were
his childhood buddies. Either way, Joshua would take a
firm hold on his thick 8 3/4" cut cock and pound that
work of massive art until his thick cream flew out of his
erupting cock like a Fourth of July fireworks parade.

Joshua's dream of being with one of his friends came
true just a week after he got out of the Navy. With his parents
out of town, Joshua was at his home, alone, when the phone
rang. It was his friend, Marty Martin. Marty was a bit younger
than Joshua, being just 18, but Joshua literally worshiped
the ground Marty walked on. At 18 years old, Marty was a walking,
talking, breathing beauty that ignited a rapid fire deep
withing Joshua's inner being.

Marty stood 5'10" and couldn't weigh no
more than 170 pounds soaking wet. His hair was a dirty blond
and was always perfectly combed back and cut just above
his small ears. Joshua had never seen Marty naked, but he
did see Marty many times in a bathing suit. Joshua knew that
Marty was somewhat hairless, or at least his chest and stomach
area was hairless. In contrast to Marty's smooth chest,
Joshua's chest and stomach was covered with tiny black
curls.

Marty arrived and the two began slurping down some beer
while catching up on old times. Joshua was sitting in a recliner
facing Marty, who was sitting on one end of the sofa facing
Joshua. No matter how hard he tried, Joshua simply couldn't
force his eyes off of Marty. Marty was wearing a bright white
pull over t-shirt and skin tight blue jeans. Each time Marty
got up to go to the bathroom, Joshua's roaming eyes
targeted in on Marty's shapely, mouth watering bubble
butt. Joshua was only wearing shorts and his erection had
to be concealed by Joshua's right hand.

Their conversation was mostly based on Joshua's travels
while in the Navy, but the topic of sex surfaced multiple
times. To save face, Joshua lied about having some sexual
exploits with women from various countries. He also knew
that Marty was straight and had plenty of girls chasing
him. Marty talked about how he had a few girls who just wanted
to suck him off and various sexual things of that nature.
What Marty didn't know was that he was basically killing
Joshua by his sexual conversation.

Joshua wanted desperately to reveal his true sexual hunger
to his friend, but was too scared to do so. He didn't
want to do anything that might do harm to their friendship,
so he reluctantly played along while inwardly stripping
every shred a clothes Marty wore, leaving his best friend
sitting there bare ass naked.

A few more beers later, somehow the topic of gay popped up
in their conversation. Marty was the one who brought that
up, catching Joshua way off-guard. Joshua's eyes
danced effortless within their sockets as he stared at
Marty's cherry colored lips as he spoke, "Josh, come on now, be honest...I know going to those
other countries, you must have been hit on by some guys!"

Joshua took a deep breath, sipped on his beer, then replied,
"Yeah, I guess that happened a couple of times, but
I bet you get hit on plenty, I mean, by other guys that is."
Marty melted Joshua's heart with his precious smile,
then softly retaliated, "Yeah, it's kind of neat knowing there are some
guys who look at me as if I was a piece of steak or something
like that!"

Before Joshua could say anything else, Marty added, "Josh, have you ever wanted to try something with
another guy? I mean, sort of an experiment kind of. You know
uh, like um, well shit, you know what they say. Who better
can please another woman than another woman. The same thing
has got to apply to us guys...don't it?"

Joshua was nodding his head yes as his lips chiseled out
the words, "Yeah, I guess I have thought about fooling around
with some guys at one point or another, you know, just to
fill a curiosity type thing, but I've never done it.
And, I guess you're right about women pleasing women.
The same thing must go for men pleasing men, I guess."

Joshua wanted so badly to just blurt out for Marty to let
him suck his cock, but he was too nervous to spit out the words.
This time, Joshua spoke before Marty, "How about you? Would you let another guy suck your
dick?" Marty took a swig of his beer, smacked his lips, then replied,
"I guess that all depends on the other guy. I don't
think I could let some stranger do it, but if I knew the guy,
depending on the mood, I might just go for it. What the fuck,
I mean, if I knew the guy, then I guess it would be okay because
I would feel more comfortable knowing he wouldn't
go all over town telling people what happened."

Joshua's legs and hands were nervously trembling,
especially now since Marty, his jack-off dream for over
12 years, just confessed to him that he would probably let
someone he knew suck his dick. With that being just said,
Joshua took a huge swallow of beer, scooted up in the recliner
while intently staring into Marty's big brown eyes
and hesitantly whispered, "Marty, we have been the best of friend's for
a long time now, and what I'm about to say isn't
easy. I would uh, if you want uh, I'd uh, fuck, the words
won't come out!"