Where it happened: At a lake
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
I have never liked calling my first sexual experience with a man a “gay” experience, since except for the fact that I had had sexual contact with a man, there was nothing “gay” about it. You see, I’m straight. While, like so many other boys, I had jerked off with friends during puberty, as I grew older, my sexual interests naturally centered on girls. I had had my fair share of having sex with girls and women and eventually married, having a fulfilling sex life with my wife. Like most men – the ones who are honest with themselves – I had entertained some homosexual fantasies, but had never had the desire to act on them. Having served a tour in the military, I certainly had plenty of opportunity, as men have been doing the “don’t ask, don’t tell, just do it” thing in the military as long as there has been a military. I just never had any desire to do go there. So my first experience with a man really did come out of the blue.
Chris and I had been friends for years. We served together. We met shortly after I was stationed and quickly discovered that we were from towns just a few miles apart. Having childhood experiences in common, it was natural for us to become close friends. After we were discharged, we returned home and decided to continue our service in the reserves. We spent time together, but we were getting on with our lives. We both married and would do the occasional dinner parties. Our wives hit it off and our friendship endured.
One summer, when we were both 25, we went off for two weeks training at a military post out west. We spent most of our time in the field and the training was rather gruelling. We still had a few days before we had to return home and, since we’d spent 10 days in the field eating bad Army chow, we decided to treat ourselves to an excellent dinner at the dining-room of a local resort, which was on the shore of a beautiful lake. Dinner was excellent and we decided to retire to the bar for a few drinks.
At about 10 o’clock, we walked out onto the deck that looked over the lake and admired the full moon shimmering on the water. It was a hot night and we noticed some people walking up from a path onto the deck. We asked where the path went and were told that their were very nice walking trails that followed the lake shore. We decided to take a walk before returning to post. It was a beautiful night, though almost stiflingly hot. After walking for about two miles, we stopped for a rest in an area where a beach and swimming area had been build on the shore. I mentioned that it would be wonderful to take a swim and cool off. Chris said that that would be fantastic and that it was too bad we had no swim trunks. I thought abbot this for a minute and said. “Trunks? We don’t need trunks. Let’s just take a dip in the buff. It isn’t like we’ve never seen one another naked or anything.” Chris just laughed and said “You’re right. What was I thinking?” So we stripped and placed our clothes behind a tree.
The water was delightful. Being mid-summer, it was pleasantly warm and inviting. The moonlight on the water imparted a special peace. So we were wading in water about waist deep and just chatting. A boat came by and sent a wave towards us. As the wave passed, out groins were exposed and I saw that Chris had a erection. Maybe it was the place, the situation, or maybe it was just a kink, but I immediately started getting hard myself. Chris noticed my sudden silence and asked “Are you hard, too.” I answered “yes. This is a bit embarrassing.” He replied “No, not really. After all we haven’t seen our wives in nearly two weeks. We’re bound to be a tad horny.” He was right. I wasn’t just a tad horny; I had been very horny for days and having a quick, discreet jerk in the latrine wasn’t doing it for me anymore.
We’d walked toward shore a bit and our cocks were now fully exposed. I found myself staring at Chris’ hard cock and checked myself. Yet, was I did, I noticed that his eyes were locked on my cock, too. We were both a bit embarrassed and began to walk to the shore. As we approached the tree where our clothes were, an overwhelming desire came over me. I desperately wanted to touch Chris’s throbbing manhood. I came up behind him. Put my arms around him and whispered “Is this alright?” He nodded yes and cocked his hips a little so that my pulsing cock slid in between the cheeks of his ass. He let out a low moan and pressed his ass against my throbbing dick hard, squeezing it between the cheeks of this ass. I rubbed his chest and stomach, delighting in the sparse, soft hair on his stomach. I slowly moved my hands down to his crotch, cupped his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze. Chris shuddered and whispered “why does that make me so fucking hot?” I then took his hard shaft in my hand and stroked it lightly, running my finger over his rather large mushroom head. He was already oozing pre-cum and I used the slippery juice to paint the head of his thick cock. My own cock was dripping pre-cum and I felt the delight of my cock slipping in the crack of his ass. Again, Chris cocked his ass up a bit and when he did, the head of my cock came in direct contact with his asshole. To my surprise, Chris pressed on it, moaned again, and breathed “oh, God! Yes.” He pressed harder and I felt the slippery head of my cock slide slowly into his tight, virgin ass. I let him do all the work, since I knew he had never had a cock in his ass before and I didn’t want to hurt him. Before long, I was fully inside of him and Chris was shuddering as if he were shivering. His asshole was so hot and tight, unlike anything I’d ever felt before. I slowly moved my cock in and out of him and reached for his cock again. Now his big, beautiful tool was literally dripping and I used this as lube as I slowly pumped his aching cock. It felt so wonderful to feel the skin of his dick slide back and forth over the now rock hard shaft. I continued to pump his ass in long, slow strokes.
Before long I felt the swelling of my orgasm building. I knew I would not last much longer. I’d never been this hot in my life. I also couldn’t believe I was standing in the moonlight with my cock in a man’s ass, jacking him off, and about to come like I had never come before. I pulled Chris closer to me and whispered “I’m about to come inside of you.” Chris said “no, don’t. This feels better than I could ever have imagined and I’d like you feel you pump your sperm into me. But right now, I’d like to watch you shoot. So I pulled out of him and he took my thick cock in his hand. Again he shuddered and said “oh, fuck. I can’t believe I’m so hungry for a cock!” He rubbed our slick cocks against one another for a minute and then started pumping my shaft. It felt delightful and it was only a few minutes before I again felt my impending explosion. I moaned “oh, god, Chris I’m going to come.” He said “yes! Yes! Shoot your sperm for me!” I erupted, shooting wad after wad of hot man juice. I never had come so hard and my sperm shot out almost eight feet. Chris continued stroking me slowly and gently until I was drained and my spent cock went soft.
Chris, still breathing very hard said “man you shoot good. That was fantastic. It was almost too much for me to bear when I felt your cock swell even bigger right before you came. I thought I was going to come just watching. I said, “well, I owe you one and it’s my turn to make you come. I was still very excited and I desperately wanted to make Chris shoot his hot sperm. I began stroking him again and he was so hard now, that his cock felt like steel. Chris was in ecstasy; he seemed to be someplace else. I don’t know why it happened; it just did. I had an uncontrollable urge to suck his cock. I wanted him to shoot his sperm in my mouth. Without a word, I kneeled down and began licking the massive head of Chris’ impressive cock. His knees were shaking as he moaned “oh yes. Oh fucking yes!” I slowing pulled his cock into my mouth sucking it hard. It was too much for Chris too stand and he reflexively took my head in his hands and began to fuck my mouth slowly. I was instantly hard again. I could not believe I was so turned on by a man fucking my mouth. I began stroking my cock again and as Chris built toward orgasm, I did to. In just a minute, I came for a second time. As jets of hot come hit Chris’ leg he stiffened. I reach up and squeezed his balls. He stopped thrusting in my mouth and absolutely quaked. Suddenly his cock swelled enormously and began to spasm. Then it happened. I felt his cock begin to pulse and he shot pulse after hot pulse of creamy sperm into my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could so that not a drop would be wasted. Chris was mesmerized. He just stood their breathing hard and slow with his head thrown back. I gently sucked and licked his manhood as he went soft in my mouth.
We put our clothes back on and sat on a bench. I told him “I’m not sure what just happened here. I’ve never wanted to do something like this, but I have to tell you that that was the hottest experienced I’ve ever had. Maybe it’s that forbidden fruit thing.” Chris laughed and said “that must be it. Fuck, maybe we’re gay and just now figuring it out.” “No,” I said, “I don’t think we’re gay. Surely we’d have figured that out by now, even if we were in denial, and this wouldn’t have come as such a surprise.” Chris said “well, you’re right, of course, but that doesn’t explain how much I enjoyed your fucking me in the ass.” I responded, “no, and it doesn’t explain why I wanted so desperately to have you shoot your load in my mouth so that I could swallow it. Perhaps we’ll never figure it out.” “Maybe we don’t need to,” he said, “All I know for now is that I also want to suck your cock and fuck your ass too.” Unbelievably, the thought of Chris pushing his hard cock in my ass made me begin to get hard again. I said that I’d really like that too but that it was time to get back to post now. We shared a billet and when we arrived, it was quite late and we went straight to bed. Yet in the night, I awoke to Chris’s hot, wet mouth wrapped around my hard cock and his finger slowly fucking my ass. I lifted my legs and invited Chris to enter my virgin manhole. He was very gentle and fucked me slowly. The feeling of his cock sliding in and out of my ass really was beyond description. His cock rubbing my prostate felt so delightful that that alone made me come. As Chris watched the sperm shoot from my cock, he buried his dick as deep in my ass as he could and shot his load into me. Now I knew how my wife felt and I pulled his ass toward me and kept him deep inside of me until the pulsing of his thick cock subsided. There was a warm comfort knowing that I had taken his sperm inside me.
We drifted off asleep holding one another. The next morning, we woke and didn’t feel odd or guilty. It just felt right. It was another experience we had had as friends. Over the next two years, Chris and I would find occasions to pleasure one another. It was always fantastic. Then his employer transferred him to California and we didn’t get to see each other very often after that. As the years went by we law each other less and less and only speak on the phone a few times each year. Each time we do, though, we have a “remember when” moment and we always remember how good it was. I tried having sex with other straight guys since and while it was okay, it was never the same. I never did like having sex with gay men because it was not so much like having sex with a man. No, Chris is the only man I’ve ever responded to this way. He says it’s the same for him. Maybe one day, we’ll get together again.
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