Are you chicken. Part 4. This is a gay male high school story.
Tom rolled over and got off the bed. Randy started to say that Tom did not have to do anything unless he wanted to, but Tom just pushed Randy towards the bed. Tom said, "Just let me go with it. You know I am straight, but tonight is going to be different. This is probably a one time thing so just don't talk." He physically moved Randy into position. He pushed him down on the bed and turned him over. It did not matter to Tom if Randy was gay. Tom knew Randy wanted this and to be honest Tom wanted to do it. Tom did not even pretend to be massaging Randy. He spread Randy's legs about two feet and immediately lifted Randy's ass up so that he was on his hands and knees like a dog. Tom leaned in to Randy's ass and spread his cheeks. He did not even hesitate. He leaned in and slid his tongue along Randy's ass crack. When he got to Randy's pink hole, he pressed his tongue right in. Tom just gasped with the sensation. It was better than he ever imagined in his nightly jack off sessions. Tom pressed his tongue in about an inch right off the bat. He tongue fucked him fast and hard. He pulled his tongue all the way out just to force it right back in over and over. Before long, his tongue was stretched into Randy's hole as far as he could press it in.
Eventually, Tom slowed down his tongue lashing solely because he was getting tired. One last entry into Randy's hole before he sat up and stopped rimming his ass. As he sat up and stopped, Tom flopped over onto his back and just stayed on the bed. They looked at each other and smiled. Both had so many thoughts going through their minds that they did not know where to begin.
Finally, Randy spoke and said, "Do you want to talk about it or pretend this never happened?" Tom answered with "Dude, we don't have to tell anyone else, but I can't even think about that for now. The feelings were way more intense than any girl I have ever fucked.... Oh my God. I didn't even think of that part either. We did not fuck. I never thought I would be saying this, but I want to try that. Not today, but soon. Okay?" Randy smiled again and was in heaven. He said "Tom, you know I am gay. I have done this stuff before so do not want to pressure you into anything you will regret. But I have wanted to fuck you for about three years now. Do you remember the first time I saw you get hard?" I cummed in my pants that morning.
But that is another story altogether. Over the next year, Tom and Randy got together about a dozen times. They only fucked two times before Tom decided that was more than he wanted to do. As the year progressed, the sex slowed down until they were back to normal as really good friends. Tom realized that he was experimenting and not really gay or wanted that kind of a relationship. Randy was definitely gay but valued his friendship more than the desire for a physical relationship. It seemed odd at first, but they just grew into better friends.
The end.