LARRY
Larry was a guy I shared an apartment with in my early 20's. He was tall and muscular in a lanky sort of way, and very good looking. He had blonde hair, and I knew he was a true blonde, because I'd seen him several times coming naked from the shower. He was fun loving, and had a lot of girlfriends, almost a different one every week, so I naturally assumed he was completely straight. I brought an occasional girl home to keep up appearances, but I'd known for a long time that I was Gay. I often brought guys home when he was out for a weekend, and sometimes I'd sneak one in after he was asleep. I did my best to keep the fact that I liked guys secret, because I didn't know how he'd take it if he found out. I often thought of him late at night though, as I jacked off, and wondered what it would be like being with him. I knew he was good in bed, because I'd heard the sounds from his bedroom many times. I even debated making a pass at him.
One afternoon, I came home, and evidently he hadn't heard me come in. When I walked to the back where our bedrooms were, he was lying on the bed talking on the phone to one of his chicks, and he had his dick out playing with it. It was huge! I knew it was big, because I'd seen it before, only soft. It had to be about the size of mine, about 10", and it was pretty thick too. Rather than being embarrassed that I'd caught him playing with his self, he continued to stroke it and winked at me. I took that as an invitation, entered his bedroom, and crawled into his water bed beside him.
I reached over and replaced his hand with mine, and began jacking him off. My God, this was too good to be true. I bent over and took his throbbing piece of man meat in my mouth, sucking him deep into me, so deep that his golden pubes were tickling my nose. He told his girlfriend somebody had come in, and he'd have to call her back. He lay back, and I kept sucking and stroking him, and before long I felt him tense up as he shot his cum in my mouth. I lay back next to him, not really knowing what to say. He told me he'd known I was gay for a while, and he had no problem with it, that he'd always wondered what it felt like to fuck another guy. I told him he could find out right now if he wanted to, and he said he did. I went to my bedroom and grabbed my lube, and when I came back, he was butt ass naked, and again holding his hard cock in his hand.
I stripped off my clothes, and hopped back in bed with him. I asked him how he wanted me. He said he wanted me on top riding him, and that was fine with me, because I wanted to see the look on his face as he got his first taste of my hungry man pussy. I lubed up his cock, and suggested he rub a little on my hole. He did, and said that's the first time he'd ever touched a man there. I laughed as I straddled him, and lined the head of his pulsating prick up with my eager opening. He had a look of pure ecstasy on his face as I lowered myself onto him, taking his full length in me all at once. It felt so good, that hot painfully pleasurable burn that only a long thick cock can give you. I began raising and lowering myself, and he began thrusting. His big cock was filling me and rubbing against my prostate, and now I was hard as a rock too. I bent down and licked and sucked his nipples, and we both began to moan. I felt his hand groping for my cock, and as he squeezed me, I shot a nice load of love juice all over his chest and belly.
He began moaning louder, and I felt his hands squeezing my ass, as he began pounding me harder and faster. God he was good! It was hard to believe he wasn't an old pro at this the way he was fucking me. My poor stretched man pussy was on fire, and he was hitting my love spot with every thrust, making my cock hard, and I knew I was going to shoot again. Finally he let out a long lovely moan, thrust his cock deep up in me, and I felt his hot cum filling my insides, as I again shot mine on his chest. When he was finally spent, I rose off of him, feeling his hot juices dripping out of me. He had left me wet and open, fully satisfied. I took his shrinking cock in my mouth, not to get it hard again, but to get his remaining sperm in my mouth. Then I licked my own from his chest and belly, and kissed him. He didn't resist, as some guys do, but met my kiss, and our combined love essence mingled in our mouths.
We lay together, arm in arm, and I asked him how it felt to fuck a guy. He said he wished he had done it before, and hoped we could do it all the time now. I had no problem with that! We spent many afternoons, and nights together, trying all positions. I didn't have to coach him much, because he was really a natural stud. Each session became more intimate, and he even began sucking my big cock. It took some practice, but soon he was a pro at that too. We became more than friends and roommates, we had become lovers. Sometimes we tag teamed some of the guys I brought over, leaving them sore, and full of our combined cum. I stopped bringing chicks home, since there was no reason to hide my feelings any more, and I noticed he did too. Most nights we slept together now, and since he'd discovered my tight pussy, he didn't need them. We had slipped into a nice, comfortable relationship. I still brought some guys over, because much as I liked his regular fucks with that big cock, my own cock had needs too. I began to wonder how he'd feel about trying a piece of it, so one day I decided to take our love to the next step.
END LARRY PT 1