DO NOT read this if you're under 18, or have an aversion to reading about sex between consenting adult males.
This is a mostly true story! The names and places have been changed slightly, but not all that much. This is my first story posted to the net, though dozens of these have filtered through my head for years. If you like this story, send comments to me at Maxxmann@hotmail.com. Even better, write and send me one of yours! Pen pals also welcome. If you didn't like it, don't bother with flames - I have a very loose 'delete' key.
Steve & Me by Max Mann
I went to college in a small upstate New York town, and one of my roommates was a friend I'd met in high school. Steve was a 'free and easy, anything goes' kind of guy, who was friends with everyone. He was really good looking, and pretty much had his pick of female sleeping partners. Steve would often walk around the house completely or partly nude, which caused me endless nights of frustration. I was nowhere near as popular, and while I had had lots of bi experiences in high school (mostly with one guy), I was totally scoreless (male and female) in college. And while at that time I would have loved to dip my tongue and cock into a hot pussy, I was horny as hell and would take whatever I could get. I would retire to my room, pull out my nearly hard cock, and stroke it till it was stiff and oozing pre-cum while thinking about how I would love to have Steve's cock in my mouth. Since I'd never seen him hard, I would dream of kneeling in front of him, holding his firm round ass cheeks in my hands while I took his soft dick into my hot mouth. I'd gently lick and suck him all over, licking his balls and tonguing underneath, while his shaft lengthened and rose to attention. When he was nice and stiff, I'd start sucking him all the way down my eager throat, while I played with his hot asshole with my fingers. In a matter of minutes, he'd start jerking and twitching and moaning, then he'd let loose a huge hot load of cum deep in my mouth. I kept stroking him with my hands while I milked every last drop from his softening prick, then he'd collapse on the bed. Needless to say, after playing this fantasy through my head in detail, I'd blow a huge load of cum all over my hands and crotch. I'd clean up a little, but I loved going back downstairs to see him sitting there while I could still feel and smell my cum all over me. Of course, noone knew what was in my head (or on my hands), but that was half the fun.
Fast-forward a few years. I was away at grad school, when Steve said he was going to be in the neighborhood and wanted to come by for a visit. I was psyched beyond belief, though I really didn't expect anything to happen. Steve came over, and we had a great time. We got really buzzed and talked about lots of different things. When we started talking about a rotation I had done in California, my heart began to pound. I told him about how I had stayed at the house of a guy I found through a classified ad, who incidentally was gay. He said, "I'd kind of wondered about that, from what you'd told me about him. Did you guys do anything?"
"No, we didn't," I told him truthfully, "but I was pretty tempted."
"Have you ever done it with another guy, Max?", he asked me nervously. Now I had never told anyone about my bi sex life, and with the subject coming up, my previous fantasies about him and the major buzz I had on, I thought he could see my heart pounding through my chest. I could barely catch my breath, but replied, "Actually, yes, lots of times!"
"I've always been curious about doing something like that, but the situation never came up," he said. I told him that I'd had sex with Hal, a next-door neighbor who he was also friends with, and that over a period of 3 or 4 years during high school, we'd sucked and fucked each other a hundred or more times! He was really surprised, but very interested in hearing more details. I described some of the times we had sucked each other off, usually in Hal's basement, but a few times in the back row of a city bus, a grassy field, even his back yard at night. I could see a nice bulge start to grow in Steve's shorts, which encouraged me even more. I told him about how I really loved to give head, and that I'd been told many times that I gave really great blowjobs.
"If you're interested, this could be the chance you've been waiting for," I said nervously. I was, of course, afraid of rejection, but I was pretty sure he'd be into it.
"Hey, sounds good to me!" he said. We had some things to do that couldn't wait, so we decided to put our encounter off 'till later. The rest of that day, we kept giving each other knowing looks and shit-eating grins in anticipation of what we both knew would be a great experience. I could sometimes see Steve's bulge rise in his loose thin shorts on and off during the day, which would cause mine to do the same. I couldn't wait for the evening!
Nighttime came, and we sat around my room getting high. We talked more about our sexual experiences, he about his girlfriends and the moans and grunts I'd hear through his door when they came to spend the night. I told him about how I'd placed an ad in a local gay newspaper and met a few guys who I'd had one-time quickies with. Once again, the room temperature began to rise.
"It's almost time for bed; how 'bout we push the beds together?" I asked. "Definitely, let's do it!" he eagerly replied with a big smile and a great twinkle in his eye. We rearranged the room, then stood looking at each other. I decided to make the first move; I reached over and started stroking his crotch while we looked into each others eyes. His hips started to sway back and forth as I could feel his cock begin to swell. I reached up through the leg of his shorts and groped him through his underwear. He moaned and put his hand on my hardening bulge. After a moment or two, I broke away. I slowly pulled his shorts to his ankles and he stepped out of them. He was wearing white nearly see-through bikini underwear, and I could see his hard cock right through the thin cotton. I got down on my knees and caressed him a bit more, then pulled off his underwear. His big dick sprang free, and boy was it worth waiting for! A solid seven inches long, nice and thick, standing out at a 45 degree angle from his flat stomach; perfect for sucking. I flashed back to my college fantasy, and slid my hands up his muscular thighs to caress those gorgeous buns.
His hard cock was standing right there in front of my mouth, just waiting for me to do my thing. I slowly licked up and down the shaft, slurped my tongue over the head, then slowly engulfed it with my eager lips. Steve moaned loudly when I did this, and his knees buckled a bit. I stood up and guided him over to sit on the edge of the bed. I now stood in front of him, with my rock-hard cock straining under my shorts. He looked up at me, then at my crotch, and pulled my shorts and string bikinis off. My cock stands 7 inches straight out from my stomach, and he started stroking it back and forth with his hand. I didn't want to come just yet, so I pulled away and got back down on my knees and started sucking him again. His cock was just the right size for sucking; big enough to be satisfying but not so big that I couldn't fit it in my hungry mouth. He leaned back on his hands, and I reached around him to pull his firm ass closer to me as I sucked his stiff shaft up and down. After a few strokes, I was taking him halfway down my throat and he was going crazy. He was pumping and thrusting his twitching cock deeper into my throat than anyone had ever gone. I knew he was going to come soon, and I couldn't wait. I brought one hand around to make a ring with my fingers around his shaft, and slid it up and down with my mouth, kind of a 'power-assisted blowjob'.
Suddenly he started groaning loudly and thrusting double-time into my mouth. He moaned "I'm gonna come, Max! Ohhh man!! I'm coming!!" I felt his cock swell in my mouth as he started to squirt his load down my throat. I wanted to taste his come in my mouth, so I pulled off partway, keeping the swollen head of his cock between my lips and my hand jerking him hard while his hot load filled my mouth. His spasms slowly subsided, and he fell back onto the bed, moaning quietly.
After a minute or two, Steve sat up and said "I've never had anyone give me head like that! How did you learn to do that?"
"Practice, practice... and it helps to really enjoy what you're doing!" I said.
"I'd love to try that myself. Do you mind?"
I laid on my back on the bed, and Steve crawled between my legs. He started stroking my half hard cock gently, exploring the textures of the first cock he'd touched that was not his own. It rose to attention, and he started playing with my balls. Then he took the head into his mouth and started to lick and tongue it, easing it in and out of his mouth, deeper with each stroke. He swallowed it more than halfway before he started to gag a little, so I coached him through it until he could cram almost all 7 inches of my steel-hard prick into his mouth. He started to pick up a good sucking rhythm while running his hands all over my thighs and balls. After all our hot talk and the job I'd done on him, I was really hot and already close to coming, so I told him to slow down a bit. He did for a few minutes, but picked it back up with renewed enthusiasm. By now I was going crazy, writhing all over the bed and moaning. I knew I was going to come any second, so I held his head and started humping and fucking his face with my bursting cock. He took it all the way down without gagging, and I started to pump gobs of my hot come into his mouth and throat. Every one of my nerve endings was tingling as he swallowed my whole load, tonguing the sensitive underside of my shaft to get every last drop. When my wet cock finally flopped out of his mouth, he smiled and said "Wow, that was great! I can't understand why my girlfriends never liked giving head - what a great feeling!" We laughed, smoked a little more and went to sleep.
I awoke some time in the middle of the night to a hand sliding up and down my semi-hard cock. I looked over, and in the dim light could see Steve stroking his raging hard-on with one hand, and my rapidly growing one with the other. I started to reach over to play with his cock, but instead he turned around, engulfing my cock to the hilt with his hot lips while his stiff prick oozed pre-come inches from my mouth. He grabbed my ass with his arms, and pulled me deeper, in and out of his mouth. I followed his lead this time, filling my hands with his ass cheeks, sucking his rigid shaft down till his pubes were at my lips. I started to play with his virgin asshole, which really turned him on. He did the same to me, licking his finger and working it slowly into my hungry hole. I loosened up quickly as he pumped 2 fingers into my ass and my bursting pole into his mouth. The combination was driving me wild! I took his cock out of my mouth so I wouldn't bite it, and let loose the biggest load of come I could remember. He gulped and gagged a little, but swallowed my entire load easily.
After I pulled out of Steve's mouth, I grabbed his still-hard cock and said "I really want you to fuck me in my ass!" He looked at me and smiled and said "I've never done this before, but I'm sure I can figure it out." I grabbed some lube, and greased up his cock and my ass really well. I hadn't been fucked since high school, but occasional vibrators and fingers had kept me loose and craving the real thing. I laid down on my back and put my legs up on his shoulders while he slid his slippery shaft up and down my ass crack. I said "Take it slow, it's been a while," as he pressed the head right against my puckered opening. I opened to let him in, and half the length of his rod eased slowly inside me. I held my breath as it filled me up, and whispered to him to hold on a second. I adjusted my ass a bit, then dropped my legs to his ass and pulled him in all the rest of the way in one smooth stroke. Man! I was so filled up it felt like his cock was going to come out my mouth! It had been so long and I couldn't believe how amazing it felt. Steve started to slowly stroke that incredible cock in and out of my ass while we both moaned and muttered about how unbelievable this felt. "Your ass is so tight Max, it's amazing!" he panted. I ran my hands up and down his back, and pulled him deeper and faster with my legs. Steve was urgently thrusting his swelling cock inside me, and I could feel his hot balls rubbing against my ass cheeks with each stroke. He fucked me hard, pounding that thick cock into my juicy tight ass over and over again. He lasted much longer this time, so I got to savor that wonderfully full feeling for quite a while.
Steve and I looked into each others eyes as we fucked, smiling and licking our lips. After a while, he picked up the pace a bit, reaming my ass really hard and fast, and I knew he was close to coming. His eyes narrowed, he took a deep breath and screamed "AAAaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!" and shoved his cock up my ass to the hilt. I reached around and slid my finger into his clutching ass, while I felt his pulsing pole shoot its hot load deep into me. He stroked a few times more, slowly this time. Then collapsed on my chest with his dick still embedded deep inside me. After a while, he pulled out of me, and I asked him, smiling "Did you come?" We laughed hard, high-fived and hugged, and dropped off for a few more hours of sleep.
Steve left for home the next day, and we never got to repeat our adventure. We both got married, and whenever we've seen each other since then, it's been as part of a group, so we couldn't really do anything. We've talked a bit about it, and he's said while he loved our bi encounter, he's not really sure if he wants to do it again. I'm hoping he changes his mind; bi-sex with Steve was the best I've ever had - by far!