Where it happened: Hotel Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Let me start out by saying I am straight and happily married. I did have one gay experience with my best friend (also married) and it was pretty cool. Aaron and I are still best friends to this day. We have been best friends for well over fifteen years now, and we have always been very close. Before either of us was married, we would go out looking for girls all the time, and got ready at one anothers house to go out, so we had seen each other in boxers many times. Even naked once or twice. Life went on and we both ended up married, with children, still best of friends and as close as ever. There was an annual car show that we always went to together about three hours from home, and the show was coming up soon. We discussed it, and decided to stay the night this time, so we could spend more time at the show and not have to drive back late at night. We would split the room cost. We went to the show, walked all day, sweated our butts off, and then went to find a room later that night. Most everything was booked, but I did manage to find one room left in town. I got the key and we heade to our room to get cleaned up to go out to dinner. We were both surprised to find one double bed when we walked in the room. We looked at each other and laughed, knowing it was the only room in town. We decided to get cleaned up, go to dinner, and we would figure out sleeping arrangements when we got back. I told Aaron to take first shift in the shower, and he proceeded to strip down just outside the bathroom, as the bathroom was the size of a closet! He surprised me by stripping totally nude, though. I caught myself glancing a little too much at his dick for some reason, but he never noticed. He stepped out of his boxers, and got in the shower. My turn was next, and not too seem prude, stripped outside the bathroom, totally nude, as he did. I swore I caught him out of the corner of my eye checking me out as I did to him earlier. We both dressed and went out for a nice dinner, two best friends hanging out, no wives or kids. We both indulged in a few drinks, something neither of us does often. Both a little tipsy, we headed back to the room. I laid down on the bed and turned on the TV. He laid next to me, and told me to find us something good to watch. I flipped through the channels, but didn’t find much. I passed the remote to him and told him to watch whatever, I was beat and going to bed. “How should we sleep? You can have the bed, I’ll take the floor.” Aaron said to me. “No, it’s cool. I can sleep on the floor.” He chuckled and looked at me. “How stupid is this? We’re best friends, known each other forever, seen each other naked, done everything together, but we can’t sleep in the same bed? Why should one of us sleep on that nasty carpet?” He made a good point, and I told him so. Both of us stripped to our boxers and laid back on the bed, on top of the covers, as the room was quite warm. There we laid, watching channels flip by as he looked for something to watch. I dozed off right away, but wasn’t sleeping to sound. I woke a short time later, to find Aaron watching pay per view porn, and giving himself a hand job. He didn’t notice that I was awake, so I pretended to sleep, but had one eye partially open, watching him slowly stroke his dick. I don’t know why I was watching, but I was, and getting a hard on too! He had stripped out of his boxers, and they were actually laying on my leg, also a turn on for some reason. I had never seen him with a hard on before, and was quite impressed. For a small guy, he had a pretty big dick. He was glued to the tv, stroking very slowly, when I finally opened my eyes. “I guess asking whats up is not needed” I said to him. He turned three shades of red, and went scrambling to pull covers up over himself. He was looking for his boxers, which I now held up for him to see. “Looking for these? They were keeping my leg warm.” He blushed deeper. “Dude, uh, I, uh, don’t even know what to say. Man, I’m sorry. How much did you see?” I thought for a minute. “I have been watching for the past ten minutes.” His look changed from embarassed to puzzled. “Watching? Why would you watch me jack off?” I didn’t really have an answer, and told him so. Then I turned it around. “Why were you jacking off with me next to you in bed?” He shook his head. “Man, it’s all I do anymore. Beth won’t have sex with me since we had the baby. So I do whatever I have to to get off. Sad, I know. Feels like I am thirteen again.” I looked at him. Something had happened when we were both thirteen. We had jacked each other off at a sleepover, just to do it. Just once. “Do you remember when we were thirteen?” I asked him. “Oh, yeah. I know what you are thinking of. I do remember that. We were both so afraid afterwards we would turn out gay!” We both laughed at the memory. “Well, we didn’t. And it felt good for both of us. Let’s do it again. I ain’t getting any at home either. It would feel great to have someone else touch me for a change!” He looked very confused. “I don’t know. We aren’t kids anymore. We’re both married, with kids. Would it be right?” The bulge growing under the covers told me he was onboard. Without another word, I pulled the covers back down and wrapped my hand around his dick. I began a slow stroke as he was doing, and he let out a deep moan of pleasure. I continued on, picking up the pace and tightening up my grip some as I went. His head was laid back, eyes closed, moaning from time to time. I could tell he was close. His breathing got harder, and he started to put his hips into it a little bit. I kept stroking until he let out a little yelp as the first blast of cum shot free, onto his stomach and chest. I continued to stroke him until he went limp. “Damn, that was the best a hand job has ever felt! Thanks, man. This was a good idea.” I slid my boxers off, and he looked at my hard cock, hesitantly. “man, it seems weird to be the giver. I will feel gay this time.” He looked at it anothe few seconds, then grabbed hold. He stroked faster than i did, but it still felt so good to be getting a hand job from someone other than myself. He kept pumping away, until I finally came. It was the most i had came in a long time, covering my stomach and chest. We used some hotel towels to clean up and laid back down, both still naked. I glanced over, and noticed his cock was about half hard again. “Wanna go again?” I asked him. “Sure, why not.” I played with his dick for a few minutes to get it hard, then began my same stroke method as before. “What we really need is a girl in here to give us head. I havn’t had a blowjob in years from my prude wife.” He said, as I stroked his dick. He was talking, head back eyes closed again. I had a moment of courage, and leaned in close to his dick, and replaced my hand with my outh in one stroke. He gasped. “What the hell are you doing?” I took my mouth off of his dick to answer him. “You said you needed a blowjob. So do I. Two friends, helping each other out some more, thats all.” Before he could protest, I slid his dick back into my mouth and began giving him head. I gently massaged his balls as I did. He was bucking his hips and really grtting into it now. “I’m gonna cum, you better pull it out.” He said. I paid no attention, just kept sucking and swirling, waiting for the cum. I didn’t have to wait long until I felt the first blast hit the back of my throat. He almost screamed as I contiued to suck until he went limp in my mouth. “Man, that was intense. I don’t know how to thank you.” I looked him in the eye. “I know how you can thank me.” I looked at him, then to my hard dick. He hesitated, but finally went down and went to work. He told me before he started that he wouldn’t swallow, and I had to tell him when I was gonna cum. I told him I would. He gave me an amazing blow job. I was nearing the end, just about to cum. I yelled to him that I was cumming, but grabbed his head and held it onto my dick as I came. He took it all, and didn’t really resist much. We laid there side by side, panting, naked. Both of us with a half hard dick again already. “Roll over and get on all fours.” He told me. “What are you talking about?”I asked. “Well, we have went this far, we might as well do it all. Now roll over and get on your hands and knees while I find some lube.” I did as instructed, while he went into the bathroom. All he could find was hotel shampoo, so we decided that would work. He squeezed some onto his now hard dick, knelt behind me, put the head at my asshole, and began a slow and easy push until he was all the way in. He began to fuck my ass, slowly and deeply. His balls gently slapping mine. His thrusts got faster, harder. He was holding my hips with a grip that almost hurt, but the pain was good. He gave a final thrust with all his strength and buried his dick in me all the way and shot his load into my ass. He pumped a few more times, then let it go limp in me. “How was it?” I asked him. “Man, it was awesome. So tight and smooth. How did you like it?” He replied. “It hurt like hell at first, but once that past, it felt great. It actually made me cum. But now it’s my turn. Roll over.” He got on all fours, and i lubed up. I had to get him to relax so I could even get it in, he was so nervous. I got it in, and eased it all the way in. Stopped for a second and flexed it a little to get him loosened up. Then began to fuck his ass like I was on camera. I kept it up for awhile, harder, faster. I reached around and found his dick and gave him a hand job as I fucked him. We were both bucking as I slammed it into his ass and came deep inside him. We both collapsed on the bed. We cleaned up and went to sleep. There was another session of the same in the morning before we headed for home. That show is still an annual event for us, but we always get a room now!
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