I wasn’t really big into hitting the bars right when I turned 21. Maybe that
was because my few closest friends weren’t either or they weren’t of age. I was
in college and beginning to meet new people. Before long, I couldn’t wait for
night to fall so my new friends and I could go to the hippest bar in our small
college town – who cared that it was a gay bar! We were in college and “open
minded” that’s why none of us minded one bit going to a gay bar. I thought, what
a perfect situation for me and my closet! I had never messed around with another
guy but I secretly knew that’s what I wanted.
One of my old-school long time friends was a guy I grew up with. He was always
the spoiled asshole neighbor kid. It was definitely a like-hate relationship all
growing up. The best friend of mine also started to go out with us every now and
then. I think he still had a little bit harder time going to the “hip” gay bar –
it was still a gay bar in his eyes.
One day out on our bikes we stopped at a local pub for a beer that turned into
4. We were shootin’ the shit like we always had. Talking shit, scheming,
planning, and having fun. We got on our bikes with a slug to the arm and a
nipple pinch here and there…NOTHING out of the ordinary for us. Riding toward
home the conversation turned to the plans for that evening. I explained he’s
welcome to come along since I had plans to meet others at that gay bar. He
accepted. Picking him up at his place, he was getting dressed for the
occasion…just a little more attention to himself than the norm. More
rough-housing…a few slugs, a few more nipple pinches, a head-lock or 2 – again,
nothing out of the norm. He was a very competitive and dominate kind of guy –
always looking to one-up me or the next guy.
This evening he went out with us was a really good time, both buzzed but he was
pretty faded. He climbed in my passenger seat as I started the car. He messed
with the CD player looking for the song he wanted as I pulled out onto the
streets. He found the song, reclined the chair and asked me if I minded taking
the long way home. I said not at all, I prefer the out-of-the-way path home
especially after I’d been drinking. The path he meant to take home I also knew
well as we both grew up together knowing every inch of that small college town.
As soon as I reached that nice windy road in the trees he turned up the song he
wanted and with a squinted eye look he said “this is what I’ve wanted all
night…” Now, I took that as him just being a bit faded and quite possibly on his
own path to being passed out. But he reached up and gave me a nipple pinch…but
it wasn’t his usual “I’m trying to tear your nipple off” approach. This nipple
pinch was more like a caress and then it turned into a harder pinch like he
didn’t want to come off like he was purposefully caressing my nipple. Then
instead of a slug in the shoulder he started slugging me in the thigh. I told
him to cut it out since I was driving and he wasn’t being funny.
Once back at his house he starts in on his usual rough-housing, wrestling moves,
wanting to get me all riled up. I play along for a while, we’re flopping on the
couch and the floor, he tries a head-lock, I break free, then he flips us and he
ends up on top of me face to face, I want to get up and break free so I grab
both his nipples and twist. He calls that a cheap shot and grabs my junk – cock,
balls and all. As he realized I was HARD he said “I knew it!” With my hands
still free, I reached up and grabbed his cock…ROCK HARD too!!! With that, I
asked him “what is it that you know?” He jumped up and ran downstairs toward his
bedroom. I chased after him to find his room door unlocked and the lights off.
Before I could even reach and find the light switch he came out of the corner
and sacked me like a line backer landing us both on his bed.
His bed was a water bed, I was face down, and he was sitting on top of me butt
to butt. He said to me “I knew you were gay!” I responded with a denial “who
says I’m the gay one, you’re hard too, I can feel you!” I also told him I could
lay like that with him sitting on me for a long time since it was so
comfortable. He didn’t respond right away, then I felt his hands on my shoulders
and he started rubbing them. My mind was racing! What was he doing??? My best
friend growing up!?! I knew his family, his other friends, his girlfriends and
he knew all that about me too! I was freaking out but tried to play it cool. I
told him the shoulder rub felt so good…it may even put me to sleep. He slowly
leaned down to my ear and said quietly “you’re not going to fall asleep.” When
he leaned in to tell me that, I could feel him pressing his rock hard cock
against my ass. I was freaking out on the inside so bad I thought I was going to
explode!
He continued to rub my shoulders for a little while. Then he turned me over and
undid my pants, taking them down, off and throwing them to the floor. I took my
shirt off and reached for his, helped it up and over his head, then I followed
his hands down to his button and zipper, his pants came off too. Both of us
naked, barely able to see in that dark room but our eyes were adjusting. I
almost screamed when I felt his lips wrap around my cock…oh my god! I was in
heaven! His nice strong man hands touching me and holy shit his mouth felt
unbelievable…had he done this before? Who cares! I wasn’t stopping with him for
anything! He kissed my mushroom head, my stomach, and my chest; working his way
up my body…he was actually really good, almost as if making love to me.
We kissed for a while. Lying side by side having a long passionate tongue, lips,
make out session. I turn him on to his back, I kiss his neck, tongue his nipple,
kiss all the way down his stomach until I could feel the head of his dick
leaking pre cum on my chin. I took him all the way into my mouth. He gasped
saying “oh fuck yes!” I could taste his leaking pre cum…he tasted so good! I
sucked him off for a while but I wanted to do everything and all of it with him.
I would have been perfectly happy sucking him and swallowing his load but I
wanted more…I wanted him…I wanted him for my first everything. I sat up and
straddled him; I could feel his rock hard cock against my ass. I gently rocked
back and forth and up and down to get my point across to him…I wanted him to
fuck me. It worked; he moved and said he’ll be right back. He returned and
motioned for me to get closer to the edge of the bed. He wanted to stand at the
edge with me on my back. I got in position and I could feel the head of his cock
pressing at my hole. Then I felt him smear something down there on me and all
over his cock. I could hear the sound of squishing; I reached down to assist and
could feel the Vaseline everywhere. I lead his cock to my hole and he started
pumping, I was a virgin in every sense so I was extremely tight. He was pressing
more and more to gain entrance. I held his cock in place with one hand and
reached behind him to pull him closer to me, into me, so I could control the
pressure of his pumping.
It happened, he slipped in me. Thinking back…we didn’t EVEN think one second
about protection. It was us, best friends; I knew I was safe since I had never
ever been exposed to anything. He had girl friends he “claimed” to have fucked
but I knew how he could embellish. He was definitely inside me, I was receiving
him, and it was slightly uncomfortable but really really really felt amazing at
the same time! Oh my god, when I got warmed up and he found his rhythm, it was
the best sex I ever remember having. It was my first gay experience and I was
taking my best friend bare! He fucked so smooth, he was very receptive to my
every need…more of this, faster like that, stop and hold it right there,
everything.
I told him I wanted to try something, he pulled out of me. I asked for more
lube, he put more on him too. I got up on my knees on his bed and braced myself
against his headboard. I asked him to get behind me. He practically just
straight into position he was all over it! We guided each other, I lead his cock
back against my hole, he held my hips…a little pressure and he glided right
in…deep…I LOVED this position. I was completely taking my best friend doggy
style. He was getting faster and faster and with more thrust, I was telling him
how good he felt, building his ego, telling him I want his to have his way with
me, do me, fuck me, make hot passionate love to me…do it, do it…just then he
said “OH SHIT, holy shit, holy shit” with every part of him quivering, that was
it…he was bursting his hot sticky load deep inside me. This excited me so much
and didn’t even touch myself and I could feel myself cumming all over his
pillow. With every pump of his cock inside me leaving his seed deep, deep, deep,
I was getting milked with no hands on my cock. WHAT A FEELING!!! I could feel
him with every thrust filling me up a bit more and more. I just couldn’t get
over the fact that it was so raw, so man-on-man, so barbaric, hot sweaty body
slapping sex… He was shaking and quivering with excitement.
We both ease down and drop to the bed and lay there numb and exhausted and
completely satisfied. He almost immediately fell asleep. I laid there with the
biggest smile on my face and drifted off. The next day he was up in the shower
before I woke up. He got out, in his towel, walked past the bed, said
“g’morning” and went up stairs. I got up and cleaned myself up. Went up stairs
to find a note…”please stay as long as you like, I have to help my dad with
stuff today.” I went home after a while and the next time we saw each other we
weren’t alone so we didn’t even bring up our hot sex night after the bar. Then
the next time we saw each other his girl friend was around, the next time I was
with my college friends, then days became weeks and weeks became months and then
it was like it NEVER happened and we certainly never talked about it ever again.
Twelve years later it still has a very special place in my heart and mind!
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