Straight Buddies

Note: This story was originally posted in 2003 but I had to remove the stories For personal reasons and change the names, so here they are again revamped and Updated, everything is true but the names have been changed. I hope you enjoy reading the stories again.

1. Please remember that unprotected sex can be very dangerous. I always considered myself to be straight until I had this encounter with Mike, this is the true story of what happened with one of my co workers and the first story in my gay awakening. After Mike I couldn't get enough and started viewing some of my other friends in a new light.

2. This story involves graphic sex between 2 men. If this kind of thing offends you, you're in the wrong place to begin with

14.09.2006 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Straight Buddies series 1. Helping Out My Buddy, Mike.

My name's Nathan, I'm 34 years old and have always been one of the boys, enjoying night's out with the lads drinking and raising hell, watching rugby and soccer, you could say I have always been a real man's man. When it came to the ladies if they breathed I fucked them, I've always loved the pussy, that was until I met a kid called Mike. I'm an office manager and Mike breezed in one day for an interview, he was straight out of school and was highly under qualified but there was something about the kid that drew me to him, I didn't understand what it was but I just knew that I wanted him around, at this point in my life I had never had a gay experience or even thought about it, so it never even entered my mind that I could be attracted to Mike.

Mike was a seventeen year old boy that worked on my team, except he looked like a twenty two year old man. He was blonde with beautiful crystal blue eyes, a strong jaw and muscles in all the right places, Mike liked to work out and he liked to show off his body always tensing up his muscles and asking 'feel those then'. I always obliged, his physique was very impressive, so much so that I began to go to the gym with Mike hoping that he could help me get in a little better shape. Over the course of a couple of months Mike and I bonded and became very good friends and began hanging out together. This new friendship often felt bizarre to me, as I was thirty four there was a seventeen year age difference between Mike and I and I wouldn't have thought that we had anything in common, but he was charismatic and I really enjoyed his company and I guess he looked up to me always asking my advice on women and career prospects etc.

Anyway one evening we had gone to the cinema and I gave Mike a lift home to his flat and he asked me to come in for a coffee as he wasn't tired yet, since we never had work the next day I parked the car and went in with him. "Nathan?" Mike asked as he gave me my coffee. "Yeah?" "You know when you said your first fuck was when you were fifteen with a girl from your school, was that true?" "Of course it was true." "And you really remember thinking it was nice." "Yeah," I said with a smile as I recalled Danielle. The thought made me horny. I put my hand in my lap to hide the evidence. "Why?" "No reason." "If I remember, you didn't tell me about your first time when I asked you." "No mate." "Why?" Mike looked down at the carpet and smiled self-consciously. "I haven't had much experience, I've never really even been kissed." "Never?" "No," he said with a hint of despair in his voice. He opened his mouth to say something more, closed it, and opened it again. "Aw fuck, I'm the only one." "Hey, man, mine was no big deal. I was only fifteen. It was just a......" "But you said you remember thinking it was nice." "Well, yeah." "And two of my mates, Ryan and Smithy both said they were twelve, and Steve, said he was ten." "Yeah," I chuckled, "but what's a fuck or a kiss at ten? " "At least he has something to remember," Mike said bitterly. "Hey, this has gotten to you hasn't it?" "Yeah, I know I shouldn't feel this way," Mike said with a shrug, "but man, I do." "Don't sweat it man, it'll happen when the time is right. You're young, fit and very good looking, I wouldn't pay too much attention to your mates, if they're not lying, they're exaggerating. Like I said dude you're a good looking kid be patient and it'll happen." I tried to comfort Mike. "Well, one of us has to be the cutie, and it sure can't be you, you're too old" Mike responded with a smile. "You cheeky fuck!" I exclaimed and tossed a pillow and him and he grabbed it and tossed it back, commencing a five- minute pillow fight. Laughing and flushed with the exertion, we collapsed on Mike's single bed. "Can I ask you something? No joking?" asked Mike. "Sure." "When you were my age did you ever . . . well . . . ever worry about doing stuff with girls?" "Worry?" "Yeah, like that you might make a fool of yourself, do it wrong or something." "Do what wrong?" "Well, like kiss for example. I can imagine me bending my head to kiss a girl and her bending hers and us bumping heads or something, or me slobbering all over her or something dumb." "Never thought about it," I replied with a shrug. "I just imagined things would happen natural." "Yeah, I suppose. I still wish there was someway to, you know, try it out before actually doing it." "Like do it and if its no good back up time and do it again." "Yeah." "Maybe you could get a rubber doll to practice with," I suggested with a smile. We both laughed and sat in silence, as I thought about our conversation. I really felt for Mike I remembered how awkward those teen years could be. "We could do something about the kissing part," I offered quietly. "Like what?" "Well, for kissing, you just need two pairs of lips," I said, looking up with a slight smile. "Yeah. . . ," said Mike trying to figure out what I meant. It suddenly dawned on him and the young man's blue eyes widened. "You're not suggesting. . . ." "Why not?" "I guess no reason," Mike finally said unsure. "Right. It's not as if we are in love, or plan on getting it on or anything. It's just so you can see how it works, so to speak." "Like where your nose is when you do it, and where you put your hands-" "Oh, if you were a girl, I know where I would put my hands," I joked. "Very funny." "So, what do you say?" "Sure, why not," Mike said with a shrug, although he was far from certain about this. We looked at each other, and then nervously moved closer together. Sitting there side by side on the bed, we felt foolish and awkward. Being the bolder of the two, I turned and bent forward. Mike did likewise in response. "Close your eyes." I instructed. "How will I be able to tell where my head is going?" "Leave it to instinct." Mike did. We bumped noses. Laughing, we tried it again. This time our lips touched for a second and we quickly pulled away as if having received an electric shock. We looked at each other. "We got to do it longer." I said. We bent forward again, our lips meeting and touching gently. Neither wanting to be the first to break away, we sat there like that until we could hold our breath no longer. As we broke away, we gasped for air and then giggled. We were beginning to feel much more comfortable, and much braver. "You should suck when you kiss," I advised. Once again our lips met, and this time we sucked. "Doesn't do anything for me," said Mike as we parted. "Of course not, moron. It's not supposed to. We're both guys," I said. "We're just practicing, remember?" "Yeah, of course," Mike responded. "Besides, even with a guy and a girl, you've got to do it lots, not just one kiss."

We held each other loosely and self-consciously, we kissed again. Deciding it was all right, we kissed again, for practice, and then again. By the sixth kiss, we felt a stirring between our legs. We both quickly passed it off as a natural physical response to what we were doing. After all, that was what kissing was supposed to do to you. And I certainly wasn't gay and I knew that Mike wasn't. But this felt strangely good and I decided to go with it and get a little bolder, I parted Mike's lips and pressed my tongue against his lips. Mike immediately opened his mouth, taking my action as part of the experimentation. Besides, he was curious also. Slowly slipping my tongue into Mike's mouth, I ran it along the top of his hot, moist tongue. It was a weird sensation, and not at all as disgusting as I thought it would be. Actually, it was rather erotic, and I felt my cock swell even further. Feeling my tongue sliding along his made Mike's cock spring forward also. Now that definitely did something for him. We rolled our tongues around each other, and then as I withdrew his, not to be outdone Mike followed, slipping his into my mouth. He continued to slip it in, sliding it along the top of my slippery tongue, our saliva mixing. My spittle was flowing copiously and Mike felt it flooding over his tongue. The thought of withdrawing his tongue and swallowing my saliva made his cock spring forward again. Unable to resist the temptation, he did it, and his cock stiffed to its full size and pressed hotly against his stomach, being restrained by his tight Calvin Klein jeans. His long tongue immediately retuned for more, and I did not resist. I could not believe this. Mike was holding me by the hips for support as we kissed. As our lips parted, he thought he'd try something he'd seen on television. If I'd objected, he'd just say he wanted to see what it was like. As we bent our heads forward one more time, Mike slid his lips along mine and kissed my cheek beside my mouth instead. When I didn't object, he kept kissing, quick, little pecks along my cheek until he reached my ear, and then he slipped his tongue into my ear and gave it a quick lick. I immediately pulled away with a quiver. Mike looked at me with uncertainty, ready with his excuse.

"Oh shit, that was so fucking wild," I gasped, my hazel eyes sparkling. "And you said you weren't experienced! What made you think of that?" "Seen it once on TV. It's good, huh?" "Shit yeah, sent tingles down my spine." "Really?" "Sure, want me to try it?" I offered. "Sure," Mike said with a shrug, pretending not to care but desperately wanting to experience whatever I had. Holding Mike by the waist, I began by kissing his ear lobe and then licking it, and then the rim, sort of teasing him before slipping my tongue inside. As I felt Mike trembling, I knew he was feeling the same thing as he had felt. This was really wild! We continued kissing and licking, cheeks, ears, lips. . . . The natural thing was to continue as we had seen hundreds of times on television. As I moved on down to Mike's neck and kissed it, Mike began to massage my butt. Now that felt good, and I imagined it would feel even better with Mike's hands inside my jeans. Kissing my way back up along Mike's cheek, I kissed him on the lips one more time, and as I did so, I slipped my hands under Mike's T-shirt, figuring I could always laugh and claim it was a joke if Mike objected. Shit, his skin was so smooth and so warm! When he did not object, I continued to caress, starting with his sides, and then slowly working my way up along his ribs and then over his chest. At a hundred-and-fifty pounds, he was only slightly lighter than I, and we were identical in height, both standing at six foot . Mike began to breathe heavier as I massaged his chest, running my fingertips over his silky smooth skin and caressing his bulging pecs. As I lightly brushed against one of his nipples with the side of my hand, I noticed that it was hard. This was so fucking wild I could not believe it, and it felt so good getting turned on I did not want it to stop. Mike's cock was straining in his pants for a hot jerk, and he squirmed and wiggled his butt on the bed as his dickhead itched madly in his jeans. Finally the we stopped our caressing, and pulling apart but still embracing, we looked at each other. Our faces were flushed and our eyes sparkling, our naturally red lips moist with saliva. "This is so wild," I said excitedly. "I had no idea it would be so hot." Mike exclaimed. "So, did it, well, make you, well, you know," Mike asked, his eyes sparkling but his face flushed with embarrassment. "Am I sprung?" "Yeah," Mike said, blushing even more. "Yeah, sure am. You?" "Yeah," he beamed, glad the same had happened to him. "It feels great don't it, when it's sprung." "Oh yeah, the greatest." "When it gets that way, do you, ah, well, you know." "Always," I said, knowing what he meant. "You?" "Yeah, sometimes." We sat there, both having the same thoughts, both wanting to glance at the other's crotch, neither knowing how to bring up the suggestion that was on each of our minds. "Huh, well" we both began. We stopped, laughed, waited forever for the other to speak, and tried again. "Well " We laughed again. Since Mike hadn't gotten angry, I decided to try the next hint. "Of course since we both do it we......." "You mean. . . ." "If you want to do something about your woodie," I said, and then hurriedly added, "course you don't have to if you don't want to, or if you do we " "No, I want to," Mike said quickly, afraid I might talk myself out of the suggestion. "Do something about it that is." "Cool." We sat there, not sure how to proceed. "I guess if we're going to do something, we better, pull our trousers off," I finally said. I pulled down my fly, I debated if I should just pull it out and wank, or if I should pull down my trousers and underwear. Noticing Mike unsnap the snap at the top of his Calvin Klein's, I did likewise. We stood and pushed our blue jeans down to our ankles. We were wearing coloured briefs, Mike red and I blue. We had changed clothes plenty of times, at the gym. Seeing each other in our underwear was not unusual, but stripping down this time was for a very different reason, and it felt totally different. Besides, we could not help notice how the other's briefs tented out. Suddenly we both wondered just how we compared to the other, and got more than a bit apprehensive. I took the lead, and Mike quickly followed before he lost his courage. We nervously glanced at each other, afraid to get caught. "Ah, screw it," Mike said. "I've never seen another guy's when its stiff, and I doubt if I'll ever have another chance. You mind if I have a good look." "No," I sighed with relief. "I was thinking the same." We checked each other out. We were both uncut, our foreskins still covering our knobs. To each other's relief, we looked identical in size, both about seven inches long. The only difference was in the colour of our hairs, and that I seemed to be hairier. Sitting there on the pale gray bed cover side by side, we reached down simultaneously and wrapped our fingers about our stiff, aching cocks. As each pulled back on the skin, unveiling our cockheads, we again looked at each other. We began to pump our fists slowly, working them up and down our stiff cocks, feeling the familiar and wonderful feeling as we stimulated our sensitive cockheads, as we slowly pumped themselves to an orgasm. We squirmed and panted as we worked our fists, watching each other, thinking of the end, and wondering what it would be like to see another's cock spurting that stuff that up until now we had only seen themselves. We watched our fists and glanced at each other, our eyes intent, our breathing growing heavier, the only sound in the room being the flapping of our fists against our crotches. "You Cumming soon?" I asked as I panted for breath. "Yeah, you?" "Sure am." "Oh shit," I cried out as I felt it rising up his cock and I knew I could do nothing about it. I thrust out my hips as my first shot jetted out, sailing through the air and adding another white spot to the green carpet. I quivered as another three shots fired one after another, two landing on the floor and the third in my blue underwear. Mike inhaled sharply as he too shot, his semen also flying out and striking the floor. He sighed and quivered as he came, and he glanced over at the shooting cock of his best buddy. It was freaking wild seeing another guy cumming, and it felt so great sharing the experience We lay there, quivering and trembling, our cocks with a strand of cum hanging from our slits, our hands sticky. Finally we got up and shuffled to the bathroom to get toilet paper. Squeezing the remaining cum out of our cocks, we wiped our hands. "That was awesome," I sighed as we both layed back on Mike's bed. "Totally!, I wonder how Cameron Diaz would feel knowing you think about her when you wank off?" Mike observed. "Actually, now I've seen you doing it, I think I just might think about you next time." "Yeah, I might think about you too." "Really?" "Yeah, that was fantastic seeing your cock shoot." "Likewise." "And can I just say that when you get that girlfriend you have absolutely nothing to worry about mate, you were awesome and she'll be one lucky girl." "Cheers mate!" Mike replied considerably happier and leaned over to give me a long kiss on the lips. We sat on the bed naked totally comfortable with each other and began to watch a movie on the TV, when Mike asked. "Nathan, mate have you ever done anything like that with a guy before?" "Well when I was fourteen my friend paid me a tenner to suck him off." "Did you do it?" Mike asked with his eyes wide open. "Well, yeah, my pocket money had run out and I wanted to buy a special edition of this Batman comic so I just went for it. He kind of tasted funny though, and he offered to pay me £10 more if I swallowed his spunk, but I didn't want to. I don't even think he came, he just needed someone to pay attention to his hardon! It was kind of interesting, but pretty quick you know. I'd never done anything like that before, and it was a little weird. He ended up jerking himself off anyway". Looking over at my cock, Mike said. "Well, I'd say with inflation, that your cock would be worth £200 now." "Why you interested"? I asked. "No way man, it probably `tastes funny' Mike said referring to my earlier comment. I grabbed his head and held it over my cock. "What did you say man" He resisted against my hand... "Oh so you want a bedtime snack do you?" and I bobbed his head up and down mockingly, as though he was sucking me. Then I let go. Mike grabbed my cock as though it was a little person and apologized. "You don't really taste bad I'm sure....sorry". "Kiss me and make me feel better." I said mimicking a hurt voice for my cock" "Kiss you? but.....? My character voice started to cry. "Oh alright!".... and Mike leaned over and kissed my dickhead. We both laughed. "I can't believe how comfortable I'm feeling with you, I mean here I am sitting in the buff with my buddy...I never do this with anyone. "I guess I feel privileged. Do whatever you want Nathan, it's great to have you in my life." As we continued, my foot absentmindedly started to play with him a little. Circling his cock, lifting up his sack...it was like I was doing it to myself. But I wasn't even watching what I was doing. When I looked over at Mike, he was staring down at my foot, with his enormous hardon staring right at me and my foot playing with it. "Well now you know how big it gets!" he said with a devilish grin. "No kidding.. You've got a nice piece of meat there buddy. There was a pause before he asked -- with his eyes looking at the T.V. "......do you" "Do I what" half knowing what he was getting at. "Do you want to suck on it for a little while"? "Ummm, that is an interesting question. I'm not sure why we're ending up talking about sex and playing with each other's dicks here I just wanted to help you out, I thought you were shy, but you seem to have overcome that now. Maybe we have some unlived fantasy that we need to act out here. "So, do you think you'd want to try it mate?" Mike asked, he picked up his cock and waved it at me. "He wants you to," Mike said in a very macho voice, trying to mimick the character voice I had used for my cock. I got off the bed, and knelt in between his legs so my face was hovering over his thick cock. What a sight. I leaned down and put my lips to it. I wrapped my hand around it and smelled it from top to bottom and down to his balls. I looked up at his smiling face...he looked happy....who wouldn't be? I placed the head of his now hard dick in my mouth. It was good; spongy; succulent; with a dab of precum at the tip. Then I engulfed it and was surprised at its length and girth. I thought I'd be able to suck the whole thing down. When I gagged and pulled off him he was laughing. "I can't quite believe this day, here I am between your legs with your dick in my mouth"! Mike put his hands behind his head, spread his legs further, and I started to experiment. "Wow, you actually taste pretty good." I said. I went back down to his cock, holding it at the base, and licking it from top to bottom. "Heh man, just wrap your mouth around it, and I'll move." Mike said sounding more confident and expert than earlier on this evening and I began to wonder if maybe he had played me, planned this seduction, but then I put it out of my head and carried on with the business at hand. I made machinery sound effects, clamping my lips around the base of the head. He started to slowly fuck my face and I took as much in my mouth as possible. He raised his ass off the couch and watched as his cock disappeared down my throat. He'd fuck it fast, and then slow down rocking his pelvis back and forth while his entire length slipped out and then back in. I spit it out of my mouth for a minute, "This isn't bad at all you know. It tastes great, it's making you and me feel good, and it's getting me closer to you than most other guys! Maybe it's a guy thing. We know dicks pretty well....and this is one dick I've got to get to know"! "Listen bruvv, I'm just about ready to lose it. You have to decide if you want to swallow it, or I should shoot on your face or where". Mike's face was really red now, and his voice had changed. I was all too familiar with the look. "I don't know. I'll have to decide at the moment. Let's do it". I went back down on him, sucking hard and breathing in his man scent. At his next thrust, I breathed deeply from my diaphragm and found my lips suddenly touching his bush. I kept it there for a few seconds, proud of my accomplishment, while he gave it a few quick hard thrusts, and then let it go. He patted me on the head laughing silently. But I sensed, he really wanted to let go, so I started bobbing on his cock, looking down at his balls and pubes, not quite believing the situation I was in. I reached down and started massaging his huge sac and he just about flew off the couch. His cock slammed down my throat and he screamed from clenched teeth -- "I'm gonna cum....what are you going to do"? I decided to hold still, and let it happen. I needed to taste his semen. He pumped faster, I kept massaging his balls, and suddenly, on my tongue I tasted his spunk. I swallowed it and his cock further. I pulled out, and let a little shoot on my lips -- I wanted to see it come out of him, and then I dove back down it, letting it shoot until it was over. I didn't even realize the taste of his cum, until after he was finished, and suddenly my tongue and throat were coated with his stuff. I pulled his cock out, and started smacking my lips and tongue as though I were tasting a vintage wine. "Interesting....but I think I need a glass of water to wash this down" I said. "I'll get it for you", he said. He got a glass of water and brought it back to me. I was still on my knees, and he was beside me holding the glass. I took the glass and washed his semen down my throat. With his huge flaccid cock in front of my mouth, I couldn't quite believe what had just happened. I leaned over and held his cock, saying, "I think I'll be seeing a lot more of you in the future". He stood there brushing his huge softy against my face. I held on to this thighs and just breathed him in. My buddy was there -- in all his glory! And I just had to have another quick suck just to make sure I'd gotten all of his man juice. When I was done I stood up...."not bad, not bad at all"..... We sat down and watched what was left of the movie, every once in awhile bursting out in guy giggles, about what had just happened. "Mike, I've got to go to bed. This is opening up a huge door to this relationship you realize." "Stay the night." Mike said as he pulled back the covers of his bed and got in. I got in behind him we wrapped our bodies around each other and started French kissing, we fell asleep sometime later with our mouths and bodies locked to each other.

Let me know what you think. All feedback is welcome and appreciated. If you liked this story I will post some more stories of my exploits with Mike and some of my other 'straight friends'

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