Standard Disclaimer: If you are under 18, then you cannot read this. If you are offended my gay, male to male, consensual sex, then you should not read this.
Even though "I" is used in this, this story did not actually occur. This is simply a fantasy of an extremely horny guy.
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Matt
I had attended a school in a really small, East Texas town for my entire life. I had a best friend who had lived next door to me for as long as I could remember. Even though he was a year older than me, Matt and I were totally inseparable. We did absolutely everything together, and were totally honest with each other. Except for one thing. As far as Matt was concerned, I was as straight as he was. He was the most "busy" dater in our high school. He is an absolutely beautiful man. His jet-black hair is cut short on the back and sides, but it hangs down into his eyes in a really cute way in the front. He has the most gorgeous and piercing blue eyes I've ever seen. His face is perfect, without a single blemish. He stands about 6'1", and weighs about 180 lbs. He is very built, and played football in high school. His chest and shoulders are very broad, and he has a light coating of black hair on his chest and belly. A very prominent happy trail leads to his basket, which I, to date, have never seen. He always wears Calvin underwear. They are white, with a gray band. His tight, taunt ass looks terrific in them. His basket is a huge bulge in them. His legs are continuously tan, with a nice coating of hair on them. All in all, he is very handsome. I myself am not that bad to look at, so I've heard. I'm about 5'11" and weigh about 170 lbs. My hair is brown, and I have really deep green eyes. I am fairly built, since I work out on my own everyday and run about 2 miles a day. I also have a hairy chest and belly, with nicely tan, hairy legs to go with it. My dick is about 6 inches cut, with really heavy, low-hanging balls, nicely covered in hair. Anyway, Matt and I never went beyond a close, simple friendship through high school. We both dated girls. I, because I didn't want to have to deal with the social stigma of being gay. Matt, because, or so I thought, he was straight. When Matt graduated, he enlisted in the Army. The day he left, he promised to look me up as soon as he came back. I was completely heartbroken. I had lost my main view of perfection (not to mention, the perfect j/o fantasy!!). I finally realized that I would probably never see him again. I finished my senior year and went on into a four-year college, about an hour away from home. I lived in my own apartment off campus. I did not date any girls, and only had a couple of rendezvous with a guys for a quick suck-off. Nothing amounted to much.
During my senior year of school, I was sitting at my desk, clad in only my Clavin's (just like the one's Matt always wore!!), studying for a major British Literature exam. I heard a knock at the door. I decided to answer the door in my briefs. I don't normally do that, but something just told me that it would be okay. I opened the door, and Matt was standing there in his Army fatigues holding a small suitcase. My mouth thudded to my chest, not only because Matt was standing at my door, but also because he looked gorgeous. The fatigues accentuated his body in all the right places. His crotch bulge, it seemed, was bigger than ever. He finally asked, "Is it okay if I come in?" I replied, "Oh, yeah!! Sorry. Yeah, come on in. I can't believe it's really you!" I showed him to the couch, and I took a seat in a chair. He informed me that he had just finished his four years, and didn't want to go home just yet. I told him he was welcome to stay as long as he wanted. He pulled off his overshirt, and had a basic white tee on under it. He looked incredible. His muscles were even more defined than before. I kept staring, and realized I was getting hard. I started to get up, and he stopped me and said, "Where are you going?" I told him I needed to at least put on some pants. He said, "Don't do that on my account. I really like what you're wearing right now." My face immediately went red, and I couldn't even think for a few minutes. He laughed, and said, "I always knew that you were gay. I didn't want to admit it, but I was too. I would really like to start a relationship with you." I told him that would be great.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the couch. He licked his lips, and then planted them right onto mine. It was the first man-to-man kiss I've ever had. It was great. He stopped, and said, "Let me get undressed." I noticed then that I was completely hard. It started to hurt for my dick to be that caged in. He pulled off the tee, and then his boots, socks, and pants. I leaned back so that I was lying under him on the couch. He laid on top of me and continued kissing me. Our tongues invaded each others' mouths, fighting for a chance to be in a hot, manly new environment. I rubbed his back, feeling the muscles flex and tighten beneath his supple skin. He played with my nipples, then began to suck on them. They immediately became hard and rigid. He turned his attention to my pits. I loved feeling his lapping tongue there. I began to squirm under him. He played with my chest hair, licking and kissing all the way down to my navel. He darted his tongue in and out of my navel (Little did I know that this was showing me something to come in the future!!). I started to breathe more heavily, and sighed as he lapped my happy trail. He got close to my underwear, and stopped. He moved down, and started to lick and kiss my legs, moving the hair around as he went. He traced his tongue up and down my thighs, making the heat build as he went. The front of my underwear was completely soaked with pre-cum, and didn't show signs of getting any better. He pulled off my Clalvin's, and put the to his face, inhaling my musk and licking up my pre-cum. He settled back down over my crotch. He put his hands under my tight ass, and lifted me up. I put my legs around his neck, and he spread open my cheeks and down right in on my virgin hole. He licked and pushed his thumb against the hole, making me squirm. He started fucking me with his tongue. It felt so good to have his hot tongue in my tight ass. He moved up, and licked that sensitive area between my hole and my balls. I was getting fucking turned on by this gorgeous guy licking and sucking me in all the right places! He moved on up to my dick, which was filled with cum and was just about ready to blow. He kissed and licked the sensitive head, and did the same for the shaft. He came back up, sucked on the head, then engulfed my entire dick in one gulp. He was only able to do this a couple of times before I screamed, "UNHHHH!!! I'm CUMMING!! I'M CUMMMING!!" I shot a huge load of my seed into his waiting throat. He took all of my jism easily, and hungrily. As I laid there with a completely happy expression on my face, he told me, "I really feel like I missed out on a lot with you because I was too afraid to tell you I was gay. I want to show you how guilty and bad I feel." So instead of asking me to give him a blow-job (which I would have been glad to do), he spread my legs apart, straddled one of them, and "hump-fucked" my leg. It wasn't long before he came all over my leg. It was incredible how hot and turned on he got doing that.
We laid together on the couch, feeling feelings we should have felt a long time ago. We held each other, playing with our hair and rubbing each other's chests. His dick began to get hard again, pushing into my thigh. He said, "You turn me on soo much." I told him, "Me too. Do you wanna fuck me?" He replied, "Hell, yeah!" I couldn't wait to have is hard, throbbing, huge cock inside my asshole. I knew I was about to get royally fucked, and I was really glad. We went into my bedroom, got on the bed together, got face-to-face on our knees, embraced, and started making out. Our tounges fought each other to gain entry into the other's mouth. Our hands were constantly grabbing the other's ass, doing our best to finger-fuck the holes. As our dicks got stiffer, we ground our hips together. I was sure that I could cum just doing that. We stopped, and Matt bent me over, so that my face was on the pillows and my ass was spread high in the air. He pulled some lube out of his bag and greased up his dick. He took his time greasing my hole. He used one finger, then two, then three. My ass was loose and comfortable. He got in position behind me. He pressed his dick against my hole, and it opened up and practically inhaled his lovemeat. I gasped (since this was the first time I've ever been fucked), and said, "Slow at first." He gently pushed his dick in slowly, letting in little by little. I pushed back some, to accept more of his tool. He slowly began his in-and-out, and as I got more used to the feeling, I began to work my muscles on his dick. He was gasping with pleasure at the sensations. His long dick kept brushing my prostate, causing continuous streams of pre-cum to ooze out and drip onto the bed. He leaned forward and asked, "Are you ready for more?" My smile was enough of an answer. He flipped me over onto my back, threw my legs over his shoulders, and dove right back in. He leaned forward and kissed me hard on the lips. He licked my nipples and pits as he fucked me. He pressed his belly against my dick, and his in-and-out was giving me a royal jack-off. The friction was getting to me. The heat was almost unbearable. I shouted, "UNH, UNHHH, UNHHH, I'M CUMMING!!!!!!!!" My jism exploded out from between us, hitting the wall, then spreading between us. It was the strongest orgasm I've ever had. The spasaming of my ass hole on Matt's dick sent him over the edge. He screamed, "I'm CUMMING!!!!!!" His dick swelled even bigger inside of me. Finally, his huge load emptied into my ass. He came for what seemed like an eternity. He collapsed on top of me, kissing me hard on the lips. My cum spread between us. As his dick began to soften, he pulled out, and his cum ran out on the bed. We rolled around in it for a while, and finally fell into a contented sleep.