A Very Straight Christmas Surprise

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------------------------ A Very Straight Christmas Surprise by VeryManlyStory aka Manly

Kyle

I'm not sure how it happened, but my best friend Mike and I both got into Stanford. We practically grew up together, and Mike was like a little brother to me. Our lives quickly took different paths. He dove into his teachers' biology classes while I was busy winning games for our school football team and partying most weekends. Even though our lives were so different, and in many ways we were opposites, we were always there for each other.

To be honest, Mike gave me something no girlfriend or even my other friends could. With him, I felt completely myself. At school, some of my so-called "friends" used to bully me for hanging out with him, but that didn't last long. I quickly put them in their place.

Now, we were adults, finishing university. It was all so hard to believe. Christmas was coming up, and both Mike and I found excuses not to go back home. Some people might have found that odd, but our families were a nightmare. That's part of why we found comfort in each other so early in our lives.

If I'm being completely honest, the last couple of months have been rough. Mike has always seemed like a shy person, or so I thought, but now I realize the real reason for his behavior was a deep sadness. I could see that now. He never wanted to go out and party with me or meet new people, and I just assumed that was his personality. But over time, Mike's situation seemed to get worse.

For a few years, I could see the joy in him when we spent time together, playing video games, eating junk food, or going to the cinema. He absolutely loved movies, and I loved listening to him talk about them. But now, even when we managed to hang out, Mike seemed so distant. I missed the old him.

I'm the only one who knows Mike is gay, and I've tried to be as supportive as possible, knowing how hard it was for him to come out to me. I tried to set him up with some gay guys I knew, but that only seemed to hurt him more. This wasn't one of my proudest moments, but one night, as I saw Mike's laptop open, I clicked on his web history out of curiosity. It was full of gay porn, something I had never seen before. I couldn't resist checking it out, out of curiosity. To my surprise, it seemed like gay dudes had a huge fetish for straight guys. Then, I came across some forums he had visited, with titles like: "Will I be lonely forever?", "Is it possible to find love as a gay man?", "Why do gay men hate me?", "Can I change my sexuality?", and "Can you be single forever and still be happy?" These made my heart break, and I immediately closed his laptop. What followed was a week of guilt and sorrow for me.

Seeing Mike like this was awful, and I hated watching him get worse. I felt like I was the only one who could help him get better. I took on this responsibility and planned something special for this Christmas.

Mike

Kyle somehow made this day great and miserable at the same time. He told me earlier today that he has been saving up to make this Christmas Special for us. He said that he would plan a Christmas trip for us. We were on our way to a winter hotspot in the mountains, which was beyond exciting to me. He knew it was always a dream of mine to go see a mountain range in real life! No matter how excited I was, my gut feeling wasn't allowing me to relax during the car ride. I admired the passing street sign and houses which sparkled with Christmas light decorations. Kyle seemed to make all this about me. I didn't want him to. I wanted him to have an awesome Christmas as well and, in fact, I wouldn't mind if he'd forgotten about me, if everyone would have forgotten.

He smacked my thigh, and I looked over at him; his smile beamed brightly, his eyes remained fixed on the road. His truck was huge, but he fit so perfectly inside, somehow making it look smaller than it was. I always wondered what it would feel like to be as big and handsome as Kyle.

"Why that face, dude? We are about the have the best Christmas ever!"

Kyle glanced over at me, his grin widening as his excitement seemed to bubble up.

"Dude, this place is gonna blow your mind. I found this spot tucked away in the mountains. It's not some big tourist trap or anything. It's this tiny, secluded village with the most insane views of the snow-covered peaks. You can literally see the entire mountain range from the cabin we're staying in. There's a frozen lake we can ice skate on, and we have a hot tub that overlooks the mountains. It's insane! You're gonna love it. I made sure everything's perfect, even the little details."

I felt a mix of warmth and guilt hit me. Kyle was putting so much effort into this, and yet, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was a burden to him.

"Sounds amazing. You really went all out, but will you like it too?"

Kyle caught the subtle hesitation in my voice. He knew me better than anyone, and could always tell when I was holding something back. I both loved and hated him for it.

"Of course, man! I'm so pumped, dude," Kyle continued.

"I know how much you've wanted to see mountains like these, and I'm just happy I could make it happen. We've been through so much, and I think we deserve a break, right? To just enjoy ourselves, no stress."

"Yeah, I guess we do. I've been needing this."

Kyle laughed, keeping his eyes on the road.

"Hell yeah, you have. And trust me, by the time we're done, you won't be thinking about anything except snow, mountains, and how much better the world is when you're not stressing. So just relax and enjoy the ride. We've got the best Christmas ahead of us."

I tried to cling to Kyle's confidence as hard as I could, something I have gotten used to doing all my life.

"How the hell did you get this place anyway, man?"

He burst out laughing.

"It's kind of a wild story. I still can't believe it worked."

"Huh? Tell me!"

"Well, I did some searching online and found the listing. It was perfect, but the price was too high. I could never get that much money."

"So? What the hell did you do?"

"Well," Kyle buffed up his chest a little and his smirk turned a little mischievous.

"I got in contact with the owner and started off with some smooth talk. Turned out it was a rich old lady, a lonely rich old lady."

My eyes widened. Knowing how wild Kyle was, I knew where this was going.

"Kyle... No way you actually didn't."

"Dude, relax! I just had to meet her once and go to lunch with her. Did I accidentally let her see my midriff, maybe? Poor her, her cheeks were all red when we said goodbye while I gave her a little peck."

"Oh, my god Kyle!"

My hands dropped to my face in embarrassment, but I couldn't stop myself from laughing. Kyle laughed too.

"What? It's called doing business."

"Yeah! And the business is called prostitution!"

"Oh, come on! I barely passed as an escort. Besides, you know I have done far wilder things for far worse."

"Don't remind me. Well, I guess my best friend is a whore now."

"That's right! The greatest man whore alive who booked us both the greatest winter get away ever!"

He continued to stare into the distance as we drove.

The drive would take a whole day, so I dozed off to sleep.

We were finally arriving at the little cabin. The mountains loomed over us, towering in the distance, their white peaks glistening under the early evening sky. Kyle had been talking nonstop, pointing out random things along the way, but I barely heard him. I was too caught up in the overwhelming beauty of the place.

The cabin itself was tucked away behind a small grove of trees, almost hidden from view unless you were standing right next to it. It was rustic but luxurious, like something out of a magazine. I couldn't believe we were actually here. Kyle grinned as he pulled the truck into the driveway, his eyes practically glowing with pride.

"Welcome to our little paradise," he said with a wink.

We unloaded the truck and, with some effort, dragged our bags inside. The inside of the cabin was warm and inviting, with large windows framing the majestic mountains outside. There was a fire crackling in the hearth, and a Christmas tree twinkling in the corner. Cute. The place felt like a dream, like the world had been shut out, and it was just the two of us.

The next day was better than what I hoped for. We spent the morning exploring the area, walking through the snowy forest, and making our way down to the frozen lake. Kyle was full of energy, laughing and sliding across the ice, while I was a little more cautious, worried about falling. But eventually, I let go of my hesitations and joined him. We spent hours gliding across the lake, both of us laughing like little kids.

Afterward, we went back to the cabin, where Kyle heated some hot cocoa, and we sat by the fire. For the first time in months, I felt like I could breathe again. The tension that had been hanging over me seemed to dissipate, and all I could focus on was the present moment, being here with Kyle. I loved this. A world with only us two in it.

"See, I told you it was going to be worth it," Kyle said, his grin never fading.

"This place is magic."

I smiled, but my mind kept wandering to the things I couldn't say out loud. It was like the world was giving us this one perfect moment, but part of me knew it wouldn't last forever. Still, I couldn't help but want to hold on to it for as long as I could.

"You know I could die here. This place is just so perfect."

Kyle's bright smile faded slightly.

"Come on, don't say it like that dude, you wouldn leave me here all alone right?"

We stared into the fireplace as it crackled gently.

Later that night, after a dinner of overcooked steak and potatoes, we spent the evening in the hot tub. I was already sitting in the hot tub when Kyle started to join. I couldn't help but shower him with forbidden glances as he stood there in the cold, only in red underwear. It hugged his bulge and behind so perfectly. I watched amazed as his body, towering over me, descended into the hot tub. His muscles, which were beyond impressive, all tensed up. The cold air was biting at our skin as we soaked in the water's warmth. Snowflakes fell gently around us, and the mountains stood still in the background. For the first time in ages, I felt at peace.

Kyle leaned back, resting his head on the edge of the tub.

"Man, I'm so glad you're here. I don't care what happens with the rest of the holidays. This is all that matters."

I didn't reply, just smiled and his words echoed in my head: this is all that matters.

For that one night, in that secluded cabin surrounded by snow-covered mountains, I felt like it might be true.

I looked up at the sky and then at Kyle. I was mesmerized by the stars reflected in his eyes. He gave me that perfect cocky smile of his.

"Woah dude, what's the matter? You've seen a ghost?"

His words shook me out of my trance, and I played it off by splashing him in the face. He laughed and returned the favor. Kyle just became someone much more than my best friend.

After the hot tub, we both went to bed, exhausted from happiness. My heart was racing with worry. Tomorrow was Christmas Day. How could my present compare to all this? All that Kyle gave me.

My eyes opened to the bright morning light. The night before, I dreamed of an avalanche falling onto our cabin and Kyle risking his life to save me, pulling me out of the deep snow... shirtless. I looked over to the bed where Kyle was sleeping in only to find it empty. He left a note on his pillow:

Find me and your present under the Christmas tree ;)

Quickly, I jumped off the bed and grabbed a shirt. Just as I put my hand on the doorknob, I realized I was sporting major morning wood. Why was I always so horny in the morning?

My dick was begging to be released from under my plaid pajama pants. I waited for it to go down and opened the door to the living room.

I stepped into the living room, the wooden floorboards creaking softly under my feet. The scent of pine and cinnamon filled the air, emanating from the beautifully decorated Christmas tree in the corner. Sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting a warm glow across the room and making the ornaments on the tree sparkle.

Kyle was sitting cross-legged on the floor next to the tree, his face lit up with childlike excitement. He was wearing a ridiculous Christmas sweater covered in reindeer and snowflakes, which somehow made him look even more endearing. His eyes were bright with anticipation.

"Merry Christmas, man!" he exclaimed, gesturing for me to join him.

"Come on, open your present!"

I made my way over, feeling a mixture of curiosity and nervousness. Kyle had already prepared everything. I didn't even get my present yet.

"Wait, I have to get my,"

"No, No! Please! I am too excited. Come, open your present first!"

I shuffled over to Kyle, still groggy from sleep. His enthusiasm was infectious, and I felt a smile tugging at my lips despite my nerves. As I sat down beside him, the pine needles from the tree tickled my bare feet.

"Alright, alright," I chuckled.

"What's got you so excited?"

Kyle's eyes sparkled mischievously as he reached under the tree and pulled out a small, neatly wrapped package. The wrapping paper was a deep forest green with little golden reindeer prancing across it. A red ribbon was tied in a perfect bow on top.

"Open it," Kyle urged, practically bouncing with anticipation.

I took the gift, surprised by how light it felt. Carefully, I untied the ribbon and peeled back the wrapping paper. Inside was a simple white box. My heart was pounding as I lifted the lid of the box. My breath caught in my throat as I saw what was inside. Nestled on a bed of tissue paper were several foil packets - condoms. My mind went blank, confusion washing over me.

"Uh, Kyle? What's this about?"

I forced a laugh, assuming it must be some kind of joke.

Kyle's expression was unreadable.

"There's one more present for you to unwrap," he said softly.

Before I could process what was happening, Kyle stood up and began unbuttoning his jeans. My eyes widened as he slid them down his muscular thighs, revealing a pair of tight red underwear shaped like a wrapped Christmas present. A gold bow was printed right over his crotch. My mouth went dry as Kyle got down on all fours and crawled under the low-hanging branches of the Christmas tree. He disappeared from view, his toned body barely fitting into the cramped space. The branches rustled as he settled into position, his rear end sticking out towards me.

His butt wiggled enticingly, the red fabric stretched tight across his muscular cheeks.

"Come on, Mike," Kyle's muffled voice came from under the branches.

"Time to open your next present."

I sat there frozen, utterly baffled by what was happening. Part of me wondered if I was still dreaming. Kyle's perfect ass swayed hypnotically as he wiggled it in the air. The golden bow on his underwear seemed to wink at me, daring me to unwrap it.

He wiggled his hips enticingly, causing the gold bow printed on his underwear to shimmer in the twinkling lights of the tree. My mind was reeling as I tried to make sense of what was happening. I convinced myself I must still be dreaming.

My body flushed with heat, arousal, and confusion warring within me. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the enticing view before me. The scent of pine needles mixed with Kyle's familiar musky cologne.

Ornaments jingled softly as the tree branches swayed with Kyle's movements.

"I... what?"

I could not tear my eyes away from Kyle's provocative pose.

"You heard me," Kyle replied, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Unwrap your gift."

He wiggled his hips again, causing the branches to sway and ornaments to jingle even more. My heart was racing, mind spinning as I tried to process what was happening. This had to be a dream, right? There was no way my straight best friend was offering himself to me like this.

Was this really happening? After all these years of friendship, all my secret longing...

And yet, the sight before me was undeniably real. Kyle's perfect ass swaying invitingly, barely contained by the festive underwear. The golden bow seemed to taunt me, daring me to reach out and unwrap my "gift."

With trembling hands, I reached out and grasped the waistband of Kyle's festive underwear. I hesitated for a moment, then slowly began to peel them down, revealing the smooth, tanned skin of his muscular buttocks.

Kyle let out a soft moan as the cool air hit his exposed flesh. "That's it," he encouraged. "Keep going."

I gulped, continuing to slide the underwear down his thighs. My body was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with anticipation and disbelief. As I fully removed the garment, Kyle spread his legs wider, giving me an unobstructed view of his most intimate areas. His straight asshole, so close to my face.

"I... Kyle, what are you doing?" I choked out.

Kyle's muffled voice came from under the tree.

"I'm giving you what you've always wanted, Mike."

My breath caught in my throat. Could he really mean...?

"But... but you're straight,"

I protested weakly.

Kyle chuckled softly.

"Maybe I'm not as straight as I thought."

My head was spinning as I stared at Kyle's exposed ass. His muscular cheeks were spread invitingly, revealing his tight, pink hole. I could see it clenching and relaxing as he breathed. The Christmas lights reflected off the light sheen of sweat on his skin.

With shaking hands, I reached out and gently caressed Kyle's ass cheeks. His skin was hot to the touch. Kyle let out a low moan at the contact.

He was warm and smooth under my palms. I kneaded his muscular flesh, spreading his cheeks apart to get a better view of his hole. It twitched as I ran my thumb over it. I couldn't believe I was doing this. My finger caressed his hole!

"You like what you see, huh, bro?"

"Fuck yeah,"

Kyle wiggled his hips like a horny gay influencer, his muscular ass swaying in front of my face.

"Come on bro, don't just stare. This Christmas hole present isn't going to open up itself."

I gulped, my cock straining painfully against my pajama pants. Fuck, this was real, this was real!

With trembling hands, I spread Kyle's firm buttocks apart to reveal his tight puckering hole. It clenched and relaxed as I stared, mesmerized. My mind was blown.

"That's it, dude," Kyle encouraged.

"Get a good look at your straight bro ass. Bet you never thought you'd see this view, huh?"

I shook my head, even though he couldn't see me.

"N-no, never,"

Kyle chuckled.

"Well, Merry fucking Christmas then. Your gay fantasies are coming true."

I gulped.

"Fuck, Kyle. Are you sure about this? I mean, you're straight..."

"Maybe I'm bi-curious. Who cares? Or maybe I just want to give my best friend the ultimate Christmas gift. You gonna turn down this prime piece of ass? Come on, man!"

He was taunting me, and his words sent a jolt of electricity through me. I ran my hands over the firm globes of his ass automatically. Kyle let out a low groan.

"That's it, bro. Bet you've been dreaming of this for years, huh? Fantasizing about pounding your straight best bud, you pervert."

"Fuck yeah, I have,"

I admitted to my utter shock and surprise.

"But I never thought..."

Kyle wiggled his ass. It made my cock twitch.

"Well, stop thinking and start doing, bro. This straight hole ain't gonna fuck itself."

"F-fuck?"

"Yeah bro, F U C K."

I leaned in closer, mesmerized by the sight of Kyle's virgin hole. It twitched as my hot breath ghosted over it. I was so close!

"That's it. Get a good look at your straight bro's asshole. Bet it looks real inviting, huh? All tight and pink, just begging for your big gay cock."

I groaned, my dick throbbing painfully. Kyle's dirty talk was driving me wild. What was he saying?!

"Come on, don't be shy," he continued.

"Give it a kiss. I know you want to feel it."

I leaned in, my mind overcome with lust, drawn by Kyle's intoxicating scent and the sight of his exposed manhole.

I pressed my lips to Kyle's puckered hole, brushing against his entrance, eliciting a low groan from him. Fuck!

"Fuck yeah, bro. You like how your best friend's hole tastes?"

I ran my tongue along his crack, his words making me insane, savoring the musky flavor of his pucker. Kyle's ass clenched as I probed at his tight ring of muscle.

"Damn dude, your tongue feels amazing. Never thought I'd have my straight ass eaten out by my gay bro. This is one hell of a Christmas present, huh?"

I hummed in agreement, too focused on rimming Kyle to form words. I swirled my tongue around his hole before pushing inside, feeling him open up for me.

"Oh fuck," Kyle moaned.

"Fuck yeah, that's it, bro. You are so good at this."

Slurping sounds like I never heard them before filled the room and a mess of saliva was soon forming in my mouth. I slurped at his hole like a wild animal.

"Get that hole nice and wet for your fat cock. You like tasting your best friend's ass?"

I nodded, my face buried between his enormous cheeks. Probably the biggest I had seen on a guy. Kyle's musky scent filled my nostrils.

"Mmm, I bet you do. Probably been jerking off thinking about this for years, huh? Imagining what it would taste like."

I pulled back for air, my face slick with saliva.

"God, Kyle, you have no idea. I've dreamed about this for so long."

All those memories of secret glances at Kyle's ass came rushing into my mind. How I had admired it for years, wondering how it would feel, how it would taste.

Kyle chuckled, wiggling his hips up and down, his cheeks clapping together with the sways.

"Well Merry Christmas, bro. Santa brought you exactly what you wanted."

The Christmas tree branches rustled above us as Kyle pushed back against my face.

"Fuck, I can't believe I'm letting my gay best friend eat out my virgin ass under the Christmas tree. This is so fucked up."

I pulled back.

"You want me to stop?"

"Hell no, keep going. This is your present, remember?"

I dove back in, licking and sucking at Kyle's pucker with renewed enthusiasm. Kyle's muscular thighs trembled as I worked him open with my tongue.

His moans grew louder as I continued to lap at his hole. They were music to my ears.

I pulled back, admiring how Kyle's wet hole glistened with my saliva.

"God, Kyle. Your ass tastes even better than I imagined."

Kyle chuckled, wiggling his hips teasingly.

"Oh yeah? That good, huh? You spend a lot of time imagining what it would taste like? Bet you jerked off thinking about this. Came in your pants once or twice while I was sleeping in the next room. Thinking of bending me over in my sleep, sticking your cock in me."

How did he know?

I flushed, embarrassed, but incredibly turned on.

"Maybe..."

"You spend a lot of time imagining, huh?"

"God, Kyle, I've dreamed about this for so long."

"Well now, you don't have to imagine anymore."

Kyle

Everything was going as planned. While I was confident that my plan would work out, I didn't expect it to be this effective. Not only for Mike but also for me. Was I playing it up for him, knowing what porn he liked to watch? Sure, but there was nothing wrong with that. I wanted this to be special for him and tried as hard as I could. While I wasn't very horny per se, I felt a different drive that I had never felt before. It made me feel all warm inside. My brain seemed to be in an unfamiliar state than it has ever been before when I had sex with girls. I always liked new, especially challenges. It also helped that the craziness of the situation added a lot of fun to what I was doing and the sensations that Mike made me feel, felt fantastic. Most importantly, though, Mike was happy, finally, and so I was happy.

My face was burning with a smile, and I spread my ass cheeks with both hands. It was time for the next step!

"Fill me dude, open up your present."

I spread my ass cheeks wider, exposing myself fully to Mike.

"Come on bro, don't keep me waiting."

I could hear Mike's ragged breathing behind me. He was hesitating, but I knew how badly he wanted this and that he couldn't resist. We were too far gone already.

I flexed my ass muscles, making my hole wink at him teasingly. A shiver ran through me as I felt Mike's hot breath ghost over my exposed behind.

"Fuck, Kyle, your ass is perfect."

I chuckled.

"Course it is, bro,"

To finally get a good look at Mike, I turned around; it was the weirdest and best feeling I ever felt.

It made me feel so alive. The look on Mike's face was priceless. He was flushed, panting, and sporting a hard-on that would put most guys to shame. Damn. I felt a surge of pride course through me as I looked at his cock. I had done that to Mike! And now I felt like I wanted to take what I rightfully earned as well.

I perked my butt up high for him.

"Come on bro, stick that big gay cock in my virgin hole. You know you want to!"

Mike groaned, his dick twitching. I could see how badly he wanted this.

"Fuck Kyle, I can't believe this is happening. Are you sure? I mean, you never done this before."

"Hell yeah, I'm sure. Now stop being a pussy and fuck me already. Besides, you know my ex was into pegging, so I am more than ready for this."

I reached back and spread my cheeks wider and gave him even more winks with my hole. It was time to make him go crazy. Thankfully, I knew just the dirtytalk he liked to watch in his porn.

"Look at that tight, straight jock pussy, all wet and ready for you. You've jerked off thinking about this a million times, bro. Imagining what it would feel like to slide your cock into this jacked ass."

Mike's breathing was ragged. Finally, I felt the head of his cock press against my hole. It felt funny but hot.

"You are driving me crazy! Straight or not. I can't control myself anymore. Here goes nothing,"

I heard Mike pulling the condom over his cock and him spitting on it. This was it! I drove him to the edge. I drove him wild. Who knew this horny boy was hiding inside my best friend? And all of it because of me and the ass I carried.

"Here goes nothing, bro. Get that ass ready."

Mike's cock slowly pushed against my tight entrance, my nerves tingling with anticipation. His muscles flexed as he fought to control himself, and I could feel his heated breath on my back. The usually calm and composed Mike that I knew was now a raging animal, unable to hold back his desire any longer.

"Fuck Kyle, you're so fucking tight, tight shut!"

Mike growled as he finally started to push inside me as I relaxed my hole for him. Something I learned to do from my ex putting her fingers and dildos up my ass.

"Oh yeah baby, I am tight as a virgin. Stretch me out, bro!"

I groaned as I felt him entering me inch by inch. My muscles stretched around his cock, feeling every vein, every ridge. He was larger than any of the toys my ex used, and the feeling of being filled completely by another guy, with a rock hard cock, sent a rush of shockwaves through my body.

I couldn't help but wonder what it said about my sexuality, or maybe it didn't matter at all.

Mike was grunting with effort, his hands gripping my waist as he thrust deeper and deeper into me.

"Fuck Kyle. I can't believe this is happening."

Mike's cock was lodged fully inside me, his balls against my ass. A feeling of sheer ecstasy and fullness coursed through me, and I could feel the overwhelming need to fuck Mike back, hard.

"Bro, you're so fucking huge," I gasped, trying to catch my breath as Mike held me tightly against him.

His hands were gripping my waist, supporting his weight as he struggled to control his own arousal, it seemed.

"You have no idea how tempting your ass looks from the back... your body is insane."

"Dude, I feel like a girl right now, so fuck me like one. Show me how gay boys do it!"

Mike growled and obliged, pulling out until just the head of his cock was inside me before slamming back in, hard! I gasped as he found a rhythm. His rock-hard cock invaded every inch of my ass, stretching me in ways I never thought possible. But strangely enough, it felt good. So damn good. Good thing no one was here to see us and judge a straight dude getting fucked by his friend's cock.

"You like that?"

Mike asked, panting.

I looked back at him, our eyes locked as he continued to fuck me.

"Fuck yes, bro," I groaned, pushing back against Mike's thrusts.

Sweat beads were already forming on his forehead as he continued to pound into me relentlessly. It felt like a combination of ecstasy and pain, but I was so into it. I could see the raw animalistic lust in his eyes, and it turned me on even more. I reached down and grabbed my hard cock, stroking it in rhythm with his thrusts. Pre-cum oozed from the tip as I pumped myself, loving the feeling of being completely filled by him. By another guy's dick!

"Your dick feels so good in me, damn bro!"

I understood now while Mike loved watching straight guys in gay porn, this situation felt hot as fuck!

Mike's grip on my hips tightened as he railed me harder, his balls slapping against my taint with each forceful thrust. The cabin filled with the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin and our grunts of pleasure.

"Can't believe my gay best friend's dick feels this good in me," I panted, clenching my ass muscles around his shaft.

"You're stretching me out so fucking good, dude. Bet you, Gah! never thought you'd get to fuck your best friend like this, huh?! Fuck!"

"God no, I've fantasized about it for so long, though. Fuck, dude! Dreamed of bending you over and pounding this. Ugh! This perfect bubble butt."

He was going ham on my ass. I chuckled breathlessly, looking back over my shoulder at him. I felt like an animal in the best possible way.

"Well, Merry fucking Christmas then. Santa brought you the best present ever, my straight virgin ass."

Mike groaned, his hips stuttering as he tried to maintain control.

"Fuck Kyle, you're driving me crazy. I can't believe I'm actually fucking you."

I reached back and spread my ass cheeks wide while his cock continued to penetrate me.

"Believe it, bro. Your big gay cock is buried balls deep in my straight jock pussy."

"Agh! Dude, your words, you are so erotic! Where did you, Agh! Learn all this?"

"It doesn't matter. How's it feel to finally claim your best friend's ass?"

"So fucking good," Mike panted, his thrusts becoming more erratic.

"Your hole is squeezing me so tight. I'm not gonna last much longer."

"That's it. Show me what I've been missing out on all these years, bro!"

"Fuck Kyle, I'm so close, your ass is gonna make me cum dude!"

I clenched my muscles around him, loving how it made him groan with pleasure.

"Wait!" I suddenly screamed, making Mike freeze.

"What?!"

Without saying a word, I let his hard cock plunge out of my ass and turned around. Turning my heavy body, I almost made the Christmas tree fall. I awkwardly shuffled around as I watched Mike stand there and watch me with his dick out. I wanted to see his face, see how happy I made him. Slowly I lowered myself on my back, grabbed my legs and started slowly lifting and spreading them. Mike's eyes and mouth went wide. He looked insane and so hot. I was fully spread out before him now and gave him a pleading look. I felt my recently fucked hole twitch and wondered how it looked.

Mike stood frozen, his dick hard as a rock, pointing at me like a compass as if it were guiding him to do the right direction.

He grabbed his cock firmly and started to stroke it. The sight of him jerking off in front of me was both hot and surreal. This was my best friend jacking off in front of me, preparing to fuck my ass again.

"You look incredible like this. Holy fuck Kyle,"

I smirked, reaching down and spreading my ass cheeks wider. I never knew it would get this wild, that I would get this wild!

"Come on, get back in me. I want to see your face as you cum."

"Fuck dude,"

Mike hesitated for a moment, but the sight of my spread legs and exposed hole was too much for him to resist. His dick twitched again, as if it had a mind of its own, and before I knew it, he was falling on top of me.

He lined up his cock with my hole and slowly pushed back inside. I groaned as he filled me up again, loving how his face contorted in pleasure.

"Fuck, Kyle. Your ass feels even tighter in this position."

I clenched my muscles around him teasingly.

"Yeah? You like how I grip your cock?"

"God yes!"

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

Our bodies were covered in sweat, and Mike continued to plow me down.

"So this is what the fuss is about,"

"Huh?" Mike asked as he fucked me brainlessly.

"I mean, this is why gay guys like this. Fuck, I can't believe how good this feels, bro."

"Your ass feels so fucking good, too."

I grinned up at him.

"Your gay fantasies are coming true, huh? How's it feel to finally be balls deep in me? Your gay cock up in my big ass."

Mike's face lit up, and it was the most beautiful sight I had seen in my life. It was everything I hoped for, and more. I never knew he could make me feel so many things.

"You can't imagine how good!"

I was so happy. Mike continued to fuck me hard. He was making me feel so proud. Not only was I about to cum from the sensations, it felt like my soul would explode as well. I never felt like I took better care of Mike than right now, with his cock in me.

"Best Christmas ever huh, Mike?"

"Best Christmas ever!"

"And best present ever?"

"Fuck yeah! Best fucking present ever! Fuck Kyle! I will blow soon!"

His thrusts becoming more frantic.

"That's it bro, cum inside me. Fill me up with your hot gay load!"

Mike's face contorted in ecstasy as he pounded into me like an animal, making me feel things in my body and ass that I never felt before.

"Oh god, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper.

"Do it Mike, fuckin' breed me! Breed that virgin hole!"

"Oh god, oh fuck, I'm cumming!"

With a guttural moan, Mike slammed into me one final time. I felt his cock pulse inside me as he emptied his load into the condom. The feeling of his orgasm triggered my own release.

"Fuck, I'm cumming too! You son of a."

Mike's body shuddered as he came, his cock pulsing inside me. I could feel each throb as he filled the condom. The sensation I was feeling was beyond. My whole body was shaking, and it felt like I was cumming all over, not just inside my penis.

My cock erupted untouched between our bodies, shooting thick ropes of cum across my abs and chest. Some even hit my chin. Mike's eyes went wide as he watched me paint myself.

"Your cock is making me shoot like a fountain. FUCK!"

Mike groaned, giving a few more weak thrusts as the last of his orgasm faded. It felt as though my eyes were rolling back inside my head. This was incredible!

"God Kyle, that was incredible. I can't believe we just did that."

"Fuck, dude."

I was shaking and still had to come down from my orgasm. After some heavy breathing, I was ready to answer him. He fucked me to another dimension!

"I think, I think, this was one of the best things I did in my life!"

Mike's face beamed with surprise and pride.

"Really?"

"Yeah!"

He leaned over and, to my utter surprise, kissed me with his dick still inside me. It felt like the world was back in place and all was well. Catching my breath, I leaned away and admired Mike's beautiful, wet face. I looked over around the room, trying to get back to reality and realized what had just happened. My gaze swept from the cozy cabin and dazzling Christmas tree to our bodies, then finally to Mike's face. I gave him the biggest and brightest smile ever. I loved my best friend. I really did.

the end, happy Christmas :)