This is the standard disclaimer. There sex in this story. There is foul language in this story. If either of these offends you or the thought of two men being intimate with one another causes you to freak out, stop here -- save yourself the trouble. You should be of age if you are reading this.
Robert and Me 11-05-00 troytwelve@hotmail.com
The first time Robert and I did anything was the night before he was flying to DC to visit his ex-boyfriend for a week's vacation. We were at a local club dancing and having a good time. We never had done anything before, not even thought about it really. That night we drank a little too much and partied a little too hard. I was supposed to bring him to the airport in the morning so when it was time to leave I said I would come back to his house and sleep on the couch so I would not oversleep and make him miss his flight. At that moment, everything changed.
Robert said, "You don't have to sleep on the couch," with the slightest little evil grin. I knew everything had changed in our relationship. When we got back to the house, Robert got ready for bed and I sat on his futon in the living room. He called me into the bedroom and told me to get in it with him. When I did, he cuddled up against me; we started kissing, and had the best sex of my life to that moment.
Robert sucked my toes and fucked my tight ass all night. I know I saw heaven above that bed. His cock is absolutely gorgeous, long and thicker at the bottom than the top, perfect for spreading an ass like mine. He also can fuck for hours and knows about a hundred different positions. He sucked my cock while he was fucking me and swallowed my cum as he shot in my ass. I will never forget that night. After that we stayed close friends of course, but didn't fool around again until the weekend at the lake.