Where it happened: friends house
Langauge: english
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
So this is my first (and only) story of my first gay sexual experiance(s). It was in summer between eighth and nineth grade. I wa spending the summer with my best friend (known him since preschool). I stayed at his house in Tempe and, later that summer, with him at his dad’s house in New York. We pretty much just hung around his Mom’s house all day. We got fairly open talking about sex and masturbation. We grew very horny as the week went on. He would come up behind me while I was bent over (getting cereal or something) and he’d dry hump me. I could feel his hard-on through his pants, and it felt good! One day I was getting out of the shower. I went into his bedroom to get some clothes, with a towel wraped around me. He was standing there and made some comment so I moon him. I smacked my ass and said “kiss this, bitch!” joking around. I bend over and smack it again. He comes up behind me and I feel a warm pulsing rod push up against my asshole. I jumped up a yeled at him and went into the bathroom.
Later that night we were sitting in his room and the topic came up. He mentioned he wanted to try it and so did I. I was to take first. I got on all fours with my ass up in the air and put a bunch of lotion on it. My friend lubed up his cock and got up behind me. He prssed his warm dick up against my anus and tried to thrust in but his dick just slid up my ass. We tried several times and finally, with my hand guidance, got his head up my ass. He pushed in and I let out a yelp of pleasure-pain. He wraped his hand around my mouth and started to fuck as hard as he could. He pushed in and out for a few minutes as I sucked on his hand to keep from yelping or crying out. He didn’t cum in me. I then did the same to him for a few minutes. It took us like half an hour just to get the head in. I did cum, accidently up in him. He didn’t seem to care.
For the rest of the summer we did this consiintly. I ended up giving him a blow job every time he wanted to jack off. We had a very intense sexual relationship. It got so I’d look over at him and he’d charge me and fuck the shit outta me. We made out, acted like a couple.
Then, when the summer was over it ended. We never spoke of it again. Things are still kinda strange between us. I fantasise about it all the time. But I think I like pussy better.
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