This is a story about two best friends in high school who are on the swim team together. They are both straight, but as time goes on, their understanding of sexuality evolves. Also introducing some desires for potential public sexual experiences. Happy to take any feedback at oliver.day.149@gmail.com
Chapter 4 - Bike Ride
So now you can see why I've been unsure about my sexuality. I had no reason before to think I was anything but straight, but now that I've hooked up with my best friend, who is a guy, I'm less sure. I related a lot to the things he said that night, and think we are in a similar place. I definitely feel mainly attracted to women, and I have a strong desire to have sex with them, and not with guys. On the other hand, there was something different that I really enjoyed about my time with Andy that was missing from previous sexual encounters.
Needless to say, I had a lot to process. I didn't know what to do, but I guess I just needed time. Luckily, summer was just about to start, which would be a nice break. I was also really thankful that nothing got weird between Andy and I. We set expectations up at the beginning that it was just a hookup like we do with other girls, so we were able to go on as normal being friends.
Another positive thing is that the hookup worked! Obviously I still jerked off, but I wasn't feeling as ravenous for sex as I was before we did it. When summer started, I was back to just jerking off in the shower in the morning - at least for the first few weeks of summer. As the weeks went by, I eventually noticed myself getting more horny.
One evening, I was riding my bike around town, as had become one of my summer habits. I liked to go in the evening since it was cooler and nicer to ride a bike in. This evening, however, I had departed a bit later than normal because I had gotten distracted with something at home. I had a light on my bike, so it wasn't a huge concern. I rode around for a while, and when I got tired, found a spot off the trail to take a break. I leaned my bike on the bench and took a seat to rest for a minute before I finished up and rode home. As I sat there, my mind wandered and so did my hand. Without realizing it, my mind had wandered to sex and my hand had reached my dick, which was not obviously hard in my tight biking shorts. I realized what was going on, and was thankful that nobody was around and that it had gotten pretty dark.
I knew I needed to get home soon and take care of my boner, but I thought about how uncomfortable the ride home with a huge boner would be, and looked around for other options. There was a nearby tunnel that followed the path I was riding on that was also really dark, and I got tempted. All of the sudden, I was reminded of the feelings I felt when Andy and I jerked off in the locker room. There was a weird appeal to the fear of getting caught doing something like that in public, and it was turning me on more.
I sat there and thought for a bit, but eventually the horniness won out and beat my rational thought. I hopped on my bike and rode over to the tunnel. Normally there were lights in the tunnel, but they had burnt out, leaving a super dark place. But if somebody else were to come by, they would have a light and could see everything in the tunnel. I debated for a minute, but ultimately decided to go for it. The trail was pretty deserted this time of evening, and again, that fear of getting caught was sort of appealing.
I propped my bike up against the side of the tunnel, and sat down. I started with groping my hard dick through my shorts, but realized I didn't want to make a mess of them, so I pulled them down around my ankles, exposing my naked lower half to the air. As I started to jerk my cock, I was annoyed at how restrained my legs felt with the shorts around my ankles. Because of how tight they were, I couldn't get them over my shoes, so I had to remove my shoes to get my shorts off, leaving me totally naked from the waist down. I jerked my cock for a few minutes, imagining different things as I did it. Initially, I thought of the different girls I had hooked up with. I had a good memory of their naked bodies and they were really hot. Eventually, images of Andy's hard dick entered my mind. I didn't push them away and lingered on them as I jerked off. I let my mind wander to some of the other guys I had seen naked and imagined what their dicks would look like hard and those thoughts pushed me closer to the edge. As I continued to jerk, I imagined and remembered the feeling of being in bed with Andy as we kissed. As I thought about it, I hadn't realized I was so close, and suddenly I was about to cum. I quickly pointed my dick away from me so I wouldn't get any cum on me or my clothes and let out a pretty loud moan as I came. I remembered that I was out in public and quickly stopped myself. I quickly stood up and checked both sides of the tunnel to make sure I was still alone, and I was. I put my shorts and shoes back on, hopped back on my bike, and rode home.
As I rode home, I realized that I had come to the thought of guys instead of girls. That surprised me, as it had only happened a few times. I decided it was going to be time to look at gay porn again. I had looked at it once before, when Andy and I were still in middle school. Somebody we knew had come out as gay. We were super open with each other at the time, and one day Andy asked me if I had ever seen gay porn before (we both knew each other had used straight porn at the time). I told him no, and he said he hadn't either, but was curious after knowing somebody coming out as gay. We both decided that we would look it up the next time we had the chance just to see. We both did, and when we talked next, we both agreed that it wasn't for us. I wasn't grossed out by it, like I knew a lot of other guys were, but I wasn't able to get off watching it and had to switch to straight porn to get off. But I was curious to try it now that I had actually had sexual experience with a guy. I decided that the next time I was home alone, I would experiment again.