My name is Billy. I've never had a gay experience before this one. My buddy Frank wrote about our experience from his point of view and I thought you'd like to hear mine.
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BILLY'S VERSION
Franks says I have to tell you about myself. I'm 28 years old and my hobbies are working out and sex. I started working out at a new gym a few months ago. Everyone tells me I should compete as a body builder, but I'm not into that. I know I've got a hot body, but I still think it's funny the way everyone can't keep their eyes off me. The men are just as fascinated as the women. Even the straight men.
I met a lot of great guys at the new place, and got to know Frank because he was always starting his workout at the same time as me. He's in good shape, but a bit smaller than me. I tried to help him at the weight bench because he seemed pretty serious about getting stronger.
One day while I was complaining about a back strain, Frank told me he had been studying massage and offered to give me one for free. Frank seemed like a good guy so I agreed.
When I got to his apartment, he took me into the bedroom, which I though was a little weird. He said he was a massage student and did not have his own massage table yet, so we used the bed. He told me to strip, which I did. I left my underwear on and Frank didn't object so I figured everything was cool.
I had never had a massage before and I really liked it. It was great to have your muscles worked by strong hands. It was pretty relaxing and seemed like a great way to end a work out. I didn't know if it was normal or not, but the massage got pretty sexual at times. This was a little weird for me because I was in another guy's bed, but I tried to image it was a women so it wouldn't feel so strange. Pretending it was a women was not a real good idea 'cause I started getting a hard-on. I was afraid Frank might take that the wrong way but I rolled over so he could massage my front and he didn't seem to notice. Of course i found out later it was all an act.
I have to admit, I was pretty horny after the massage, which worked out well because I had a date with this hot girl and I ended up fucking her later that night. While we fucked, I kept thinking about the massage and Frank's hands all over me.
I saw him at the gym a few days later and thanked him. He asked me if I wanted another one. I really wanted to do this again, but the whole hard-on thing had me freaked a little. I agreed anyway. When I got to his apartment he asked me why I had hesitated to set another meeting. I made up a thing about not wanting to take advantage of our friendship, which I thought he bought. I took my clothes off (leaving on the underwear again) and Frank told me that I really should be totally naked for the massage. I was busted. I told him I was embarrassed about getting a hard-on and that's why I was a little weird on this whole thing. He told me I could keep my underwear on if I wanted, but he explained that most guys get hard during a massage and not to worry about it. He said sometimes they even cum involuntarily. What the hell. I took off my underwear and got on the bed.
Frank's massages were great. I started loosening up during the massage and it made it even better. Frank's touch seemed to get more sexual every time and I must admit I didn't mind. I'd always set up a date for after the massage and Frank's massages were like foreplay for my later fuck. Things with the girl didn't really work out so we stopping seeing each other. Besides, I discovered I was looking forward to the Frank's massages more than the after-massage sex.
I started fantasizing that Frank would jerk me off or give me a blow job during the massage. Of course this just made me even more horny. My cock would get pretty hard and Frank would often brush against it. It seems like something he planned, but it might have been an accident so I tried to show how much I enjoyed it without being too obvious. I was looking for signs, but getting mixed signals. I tried to watch Frank without him noticing and it seemed he really worshiped my body. I looked down at Frank's shorts and I was pretty sure I could see the outline of a hard cock. Not only was I not freaked about Frank's hard on, but I kind of liked it.
I was actually enjoying this game of us both testing each other. He would always tell me my hips were tight, but that was just an excuse for him to play with my ass or rub my thighs and "accidentally" brush against my cock. I tried to moan or sigh whenever he did something hot like massage the insides of my ass cheeks. That usually kept him going, but I wondered if Frank was a cock tease and if he would ever finish what he started.
The hornier I got, the more I realized I could not keep my own eyes off Frank's crotch. I mean, a hard cock is just begging to be played with isn't it? The more his cock would tent in his shorts, the more I knew I had him hooked. I also started to wonder what Frank would do if I just reached out and grabbed his cock. And why wasn't he grabbing mine?
Yesterday we had our usual game going, but each time he rubbed against my cock or balls I let out a really deep sigh of pleasure. Today was going to be the day. I couldn't take the tease any longer.
Frank got on the bed and got between my legs rubbing my thighs. He put his arm at an angle where it would rub against my cock also. My cock felt like it was as hard as marble and as long as my legs, but Frank still was hesitating. No more hints. I just spoke for the first time and told him to DO IT.
There was a quick moment where I was not sure what would happen next. Would he freak out or would I soon have his hand or mouth on my throbbing sausage?
He grabbed my rod with one hand at first than with both. He was furiously pounding my cock and the sensation was better than any women I'd ever had. I was in heaven. I looked down at Frank's shorts and decided I needed to feel his cock in my hand. I grabbed it with one hand and Frank quickly popped it out of his shorts.
It was shorter than mine, but thick, so I grabbed it with both hands and pounded his meat at the same time Frank was working mine. It was a giant jerk-off with 2 hot guys, 2 huge cocks and 4 happy hands. Sweat and pre-cum were in the air and I knew I was ready to blow. I warned Frank I was on the brink, but he made me hold off just long enough to get there too.
Finally I let out a yell and cum was flying from both of us all over the place. We just lay there for a while and with a smile, set our time for the next meeting. This was my first gay experience. I'm not sure how far Frank and I will take this yet, but I'm sure one of us will keep you posted. I guess I was a little surprised when Frank finally told me he wasn't really a massage therapist. But by then, I didn't care.