This story contains explicit details of sex between two men and if you are offended by this type of material please do not read any further. This story is not totally fictionalized and some of the characters are based off real people. All names are changed for the sake of privacy.
A Rainy Day
He was about 6 ft 1 and wore size 12 shoes. We kind of grew up together only he was a year older than I was. I was 17 then, and my birthday was in a couple months and I couldn't wait to get the fuck out of High School. His name's Darrian and he graduated from a private school before me. The only way I knew him was that we sort of grew up together, you know, on the same street. I laugh because his moms spent a whole hell of a lot of money sending his ass to private school and he still turned out a thug. And he lived that life way more than I did. Myself, well I tried to stay out of trouble, but somehow that shit always found me. I was usually able to get out of shit real easy because I'm what some might call phyne. Yeah, I'm a bit of a pretty boy and I can usually smooth talk my way out of anything. By the way, my name is Jay. I'm almost the same height as Darrian about 5'11' only I'm light skinned. Darrien is more of sexy dark caramel complexion and ole boy look good enough to eat. Myself, I got wavy black hair and all through high school I wore it evenly low cut and neatly waved around my head. I'm sort of thin, I got that shit from my dad, but I had been working out with weights since 9th grade and that's got my muscles nicely defined all over my body. My chest is nicely defined and I had a bangin' six pack. Yeah, in high school I was the shit and people would let me know all the time. Both females and males were on my jock and I eventually learned how to use that to my advantage. Now I kind of always knew I had a thing for dudes. I mean I didn't even like to shower with my team after a basketball game or practice cause I knew if I seen a dudes ass I would get a bone. And my dick was nothing to fuck with, on hard, my shit could get up to about 8 inches and my thickness was no joke either. In the locker room dudes would notice my shit, especially if it got hard, and some would even stare. But I hid what I called, my bi-sexuality, well. I still had to survive in Detroit Public School; so I had my boys, you know, my crew, my dogs. And because I had bitches constantly hangin' around beggin for the dick, no one ever even thought of questioning my sexuality. When I wanted some from a dude I would go to this sophomore who I found out, through the girl I fucked, liked to suck dick (Gay dudes tell bitches everything). Yeah, he sucked dick real good, but I got that muthafucka to give up the booty a couple times too.
Anyway, back to Darrian... So me and Darrian grew up on the same block, around the Rosedale Park section of Detroit. He had been out of school for a year then and was working the morning shift at some restaurant. One day I had skipped my punk ass band class and went home from school early. It was raining hard as hell and I was trying to run home after the city bus dropped me off a couple blocks from my mom's crib. I couldn't run worth shit cause I was carrying my book bag and I had on some tims and sagging baggy jeans. At least I had on my camouflage rain pull over. When I got to the crib I started to look for my keys; I felt in all my pockets and could find them bitches no where. Then that shit hit me. I realized that my mom dropped me off at school today and I left my damn keys in her car. I was pissed cause it was raining hard as hell and I my moms didn't come home until late tonight. I turned around, towards the street, on my porch. Just then I saw Darrian jogging down the sidewalk towards his mom's crib. I yelled out for him, he had his head down trying to get out of the rain. He looked up at me and was like "what up". I told him that I was locked out and then asked if I could chill at his mom's crib until my mom or dad got home. He was like yeah so I jumped down off the porch and we jogged down to his crib.
When we got in the door, I kicked off my Tims and I followed him up to his bedroom. He said we could light up back there. If there's one thing I remember most about this dude, it's the fact that this muthafucka loved his weed. He would smoke whenever he got the urge, I didn't mess around to much with the shit. I did it most when me and my boys would go out to party.
On this day Darrian had zig zag style cornrows in his head and I was glad because I remember when he was growing his hair out. He had the wildest fro I had ever seen. Darrian was sort of thin like me but he wasn't quite as built up as I was. I did get a glimpse at his six pack because sometimes, when he talked, he would hold up his shirt and rub his stomach (I don't know why, but all thugs do that... the shit drives me wild though). His stomach was nice though and you could see his sexy pleasure trail and his Calvin underwear all at once. From what I could tell from that point he had a nice hairline that went from his pubes to his chest. Ole boy also had some of the sexiest lips I had ever seen, besides the ones I see in the mirror (Ha). On thing though, I had never kissed a dude before in my life, but this dude made me want to tongue him all day.
Once we was up in his room we was laying back off the edge of his bed taking turns hitting the blunt he rolled. I think we was both pretty fucked up when he asked me if I liked porn, curios, I was like: "hell yeah". After I thought for a minute I knew then that this dude wanted to get into some shit cause ain't no dude gone offer to put on no porno unless they want to: A. Suck yo dick or B. Fuck some bitch in the room. And trust me, there was no bitch in the room, for real! After he popped the movie, with two bitches eating each other out, in the VCR he hopped back on the bed next to me. Now I know I was a little fucked up, but I know his ass landed closer to me than where he was sittin' before. Now I was on his left and just when it looked like one bitch, on the screen was about to bust, he put his right hand in his jean short's pocket. I didn't notice, at first, but I looked over and could tell he was stroking his dick from inside his pocket. When I saw that I my semi bone got hard enough to cut diamonds and the shit was showing through my jeans. It was real noticeable and Darrian turned his head towards my ear and whispered "yo dog, why don't you let me handle that shit for you?"
There was no question then what he was wanting to do then. I just nodded my head real quick, like I didn't care, but in my mind I was like "hell yeah, handle that shit, handle it for real" He moved his left hand on to my thigh and slid it up to stomach, pulling up my tee shirt and white tank undershirt. After tracing my own treasure trail he slid his hand back down under my belt and down into my boxer briefs. When he got hold of my big dick, he stroked it a couple times, pulled back my foreskin and rubbed his thumb over the large swollen head. That shit felt so good, I leaned my head back and let out a little moan to let him know to keep going. Let me tell you, this muthafucka's hands were soft as hell; I ain't never felt a dudes hands so fucking soft. It was like he had just used lotion or something. After giving me a few more long strokes, he took his right hand out of his pocket, turned on his side towards me and reached over to undo my belt buckle and my jeans. My heart started to race when he slid off the bed onto his knees and started to pull my jeans and my boxer briefs totally off. He threw my pants and drawers off into a corner and I was naked from the waist down. Then he started to tease me; he had my big dick in his hands and started slapping that shit close to his mouth, but without putting it in his mouth. Those sexy lips were moist and I could feel how warm they were on my dick.
I was just about to say "suck it nigga" when he rose up to pull off my tanky. Now, other than some socks, I was butt naked lying on the edge of his bed with my dick reaching up over my belly button. Darrian was standing up in front of me holding my tanky in one had grinning as he looked my naked ass up and down. He gave me this approving smirk and then started to get undressed. Now, right then all I wanted was some head. But curiosity got me again so I watched as hi got undressed. Yeah he was thin, but this muthafucka had it going on. And when that he pulled down his boxers, and I saw that I wasn't the only one in the room packing, I smiled. His dick had to be just as long as mine, maybe a little longer. Now he wasn't quite as thick, but it was a good size. When he stripped down he stepped closer right in between my legs. I sat up, reached out and grabbed his dick; now this is something that I normally don't do but I couldn't help but put his dick in my mouth. Although I hadn't done it but two times before then, I liked sucking dick (and I ain't no punk). Darrian was so into me giving him head that he grabbed my head with both hands. Soon I had him moaning out curse words. I was wrapping my tongue all around his length and licking all around his large cock head. I slowed up my sucking right when I thought he might bust in my mouth. When I did, he pushed me back to lay down on the bed and got back down on his knees.
He grabbed my dick from out my own hand (I was jerkin it while I was sucking him) and started to suck it. I remember thinking that he sucked way better than I did; he had way better tongue action going on. He licked me from my balls to my cock head and didn't stop there. He kept licked up past my belly button, over my left nipple, up past my neck and planted the best kiss I ever experienced on my mouth. I didn't resist and as he parted my lips with his tongue I reached around and grabbed his ass. He laid on top of me kissing, non-stop, for about five minutes. Then he whispered in my ear "Yo, let me see yo ass. I wanna see that ass, for real!" Now normally I would have said some shit like "Yo I fuck, I don't get fucked" but I kept my mouth closed. He slid his hand down to my waist and helped me turn over on to my stomach. He then stood up and swung my legs lengthwise on to the bed. I looked back at him as I moved to the middle of his Queen sized bed. He kneeled down on the bed, behind me, and parted my ass cheeks with his hands. I got scared thinking he was about to dick me without no lube or nothing and right before I was about to let him know, that shit was not going to happen, I felt his warm breath and then his wet tongue lick my asshole. My eyes rolled to the back of my head that shit felt so good. He flicked his tongue over my hole and then tried to force it inside me. I had never had my ass licked before and I started to moan and curse, like him when I was giving him head. I wanted more and without thinking twice I moved up on my knees and with one hand I gripped Darrian's bedpost and with the other I gripped the back of his head. I shoved his face back in my ass. He had to have ate me out for about ten minutes and I was about to bust on his pillows without even touching my dick.
I turned over and fell back in the middle of his bed, I looked at him and he asked if I liked that. I was speechless so I decided to show him how much I loved that shit, so I kissed him. I didn't care that his mouth was just on my ass, it was my ass anyways. I pulled away from his mouth and then he said the magic words "Dog, I want you to fuck me". Before I could even say "Hell yeah", he jumped off the bed and said "wait a minute". He walked out of the room, leaving me in the middle of his bed with the biggest bone I have ever had. He came back a few seconds later with a tub of Vaseline in his hand. He hopped back into bed and kissed me while he opened the tub and smooth the jelly all over my cock. Before I knew it, he was straddling me. Now I had been in a couple of dudes asses before, but this was different because Darrian felt like my equal, I mean, he was one of my boys and he was ready and willing sit on my dick (that shit drove me wild). He held my dick in position and lowered his ass onto my condom-free dick. I had never fucked a guy before without a condom and that shit was amazing. It was better, tighter and smoother than any pussy I had ever had. After moving real slow, to get used to my size, he started moving up, down and around on my shit like a fucking pro.
I wanted to feel my first rubber-free fuck in every position so I flipped Darrian over on his back, grabbed his ankles and plunged my dick back in his tight ass. He must have, at some point taken off his socks, I thought "Damn for a thug, this dude got some of the softest and pretties hands and feet I have ever seen". When I let go of his ankles and rested my hands on either side of head, he wrapped his strong and hairy legs around my back and let his heels rest on the small of my back. I was pumping long and deep thrusts into his ass. The friction that my bare cock and his greased up hairy asshole created was heaven. I started to pick up the pace and must thrusts got harder. I was trying hard to make this shit last but soon I could feel myself about to bust. Darrian must have felt that shit too, cause just as I began to pump real fast he said "Dog, stay in, don't pull out, stay in, I want to feel that shit" I didn't even care at that point. I kept on pumping until I felt myself explode in his ass. I couldn't fucking believe how good it felt to stay inside some ass when cummin. I blew my last stream and Darrian wouldn't let me pull out. He pulled me closer to him with his legs. I just gave in and fell down on top of him. When my dick got soft and the head finally popped out of his hole, Darrian came. I could feel the warm cum spilling out between our stomachs. I lifted up, so I could look at him while he came. I could fell him shaking and he moaned as I leaned in to kiss him. After a minute of kissing we both broke out laughing like two little ass boys just finding out about sex.
I was sure that I was never going to be in a relationship or anything with another dude, but I learned to never say "never". The following year I graduated, and Darrian was there to watch me walk across the stage. That summer Darrian got a good job as a manager at food joint and I started working at a department store. We both share a studio apartment in downtown Detroit. If anyone dares ask us, we tell the truth "Yeah, that's my man and I'll never let him go". We keep it real and I know we not your average couple, but we in love, at that's real. Believe that.