My eyes went wide as I comprehended what he just said. He wanted to put his penis in my ass. Of course on some level I knew that two guys could have sex, but I hadn't considered it a possibility for myself. I hadn't thought about it with Dylan or anyone else.
I felt panic as I thought it all the way through....his dick fucking my ass. I immediately went from laying down with my legs open to a sitting position. Dylan was staring curiously at me not saying anything.
"No fucking way dude. You aren't fucking me. No way." I spat out quickly. Dylan just looked at me with puppy dog eyes.
"Pleassseee. I'll be so gentle. Pleaasseee" he pleaded.
I looked down at his raging hard dick and then my own, which was only half hard at this point. While his fingers felt really good, this was just too much. No way was I letting a 16 year old fuck me. No, no, no, no, noooo.
"No fucking way man." I shot back.
"Ugh. Ok, ok. You fuck me then." He replied back, going on this knees on the bed and then wiggling his ass at me.
I looked at his ass and had to admit that it was nice, maybe even nicer than most girls I had seen. It had a nice bubble to it, but was very toned from all the sports and exercise Dylan did. While there was no mistaking it for a girls, it was almost hairless but not quite, it was pretty damn attractive.
Maybe it had to do with how horny I was, but for a second I envisioned pummeling that ass with my dick. I could almost hear his moans as I fucked him hard. My dick was rock hard again and I was really thinking about doing this.
I looked back into his eyes and saw both lust and nervousness. Of course he is nervous, he is a virgin on the edge of loosing his virginity. That thought snapped me out right out my desire.
"Dude, just suck my dick Dyl. I'm close." I said to him. I saw the disappointment in his face.
"Come on man, lets get off. I'll suck you then." I said when he didn't respond. He smiled and I pushed him down on the bed. His dick was still hard and leaking precum.
I licked all the precum up with my tongue. Damn, I still can't believe how good it tastes. Then sucked on his balls, as he moaned.
"Yeah Zach, suck my dick dude." Dylan said.
I took his hard tube into this mouth and started sucking him in earnest. He was so hard and hot and every once a while I got a taste of his precum. I was taking more and more of his dick on each pass down until I stopped. I had the whole thing in my mouth and down my throat.
"Ohh shit dude." Dylan's said. I looked up to see him smiling down and he put his hands on my head and tried to get even deeper inside my mouth. I gagged.
"Dude..." I said as I pulled off in annoyance.
"Sorry." He said sheepishly.
I went to go back down, but his hands grabbed my face preventing my from taking his dick in my mouth again.
"Tell me you want it Zach." He said.
"Huh?" I asked. At this point, I was on auto pilot and in a daze. I was confused as why he was interrupting this.
"Tell me you want my dick." He said again. He should just be happy I was sucking his dick. While I didn't mind sucking dick anymore, it's not like I "wanted" it. Did I?
He grabbed his dick and slapped my cheek with it. I saw a bit of precum on his mushroom head.
"I know you want it Zach. Just tell me. Tell me what you want." I glared up at him. I think I was more angry that he was right. I did want his dick. It was like nothing else I had experienced - it was warm and hard as iron (yet soft too). It was the thing that made him a man, the most important part on his body, and I had it in my mouth. It was hot.
"I want it." I whispered.
"What was that?" Dylan asked
"I want your dick Dyl. I want to suck your dick." I said louder. He moaned as I engulfed his dick again.
About 4 times up and down on his dick and his dick got even harder. I felt a blast of salty warm cum hit the back my throat as he yelped in pleasure. There must have been 6 shots which flooded my mouth. Somehow I managed to swallow all of his liquid.
I immediately grabbed my dick to release my own load and he got up off his back and pushed me on my back and dove on my dick. As he took me into his mouth and grabbed my balls, I felt the impending orgasm. I always thought it was hot to watch a girl take my load, but that rarely happened, so it was super hot to watch this cute guy on my dick about to take my load. The feeling was building to the point of no return and I felt the huge load rise up from my balls and spew out. I saw his throat working rapidly to swallow my load, which felt enormous. He was milking my dick to get the last cum out of my shaft. Holy shit, what a release!
We both feel back on the bed and just laid there naked. That had to be the most powerful orgasm that I've ever had. It was out of this world. I felt so relaxed and I could tell Dylan did too, as he put his head on my shoulder.
"Dude that was fucking amazing," Dylan said happily.
I just grunted in response.
"Come on, that was amazing," Dylan pressed me again.
"Yes man. It was good." I offered. I knew he wanted me to gush about what just happened.
"Just good? I've never cummed so hard in my life." He said.
"I could tell." I replied sheepishly. I remember blast after blast of cum in my mouth. I could still taste it, and I almost thought I could feel it in my stomach.
"You too dude. I didn't think I would be able to swallow it all, you cummed so much." Dylan said.
"Yeah I did. I better drive you home." I said. Although I didn't think anyone would be home for a while I didn't want to take the chance. How would I explain Dylan?
We got up to get dressed looking around for our clothes. I could tell he was still a little uneasy about being naked in front of me, surprising after what we just did.
"You have a great body dude." I said standing totally naked. He was a bit hunched over trying to hide a little bit of his nakedness.
"Stand up straight." I said. He did, with his face turning a little red, and put his hands at his sides. He had a nice chest, with a tight stomach, and toned arms and legs. He had the occasional freckle all over his body.
"Not like your body." He said sheepishly.
"Ha, dude you are in better shape than I was when I was your age. You have a bigger dick too." I said honestly.
"Really?" He asked incredulously.
"Yeah really dude." I replied. He beamed with pride.
"I definitely will have a bigger dick than you one day." He shot back cockily.
"Probably. But I can still will be able to kick your ass." I said laughing.
Shockingly, neither one of us was being awkward after what happened. We were joking around on the ride back to his house. I think we both needed that release. I parked a few houses down to let him out.
"Dude you can't tell anyone about this ok. And I fucking mean anyone." I said. It was time to be serious.
"I know, I know man. I promise I won't say anything," he said.
"You talk a lot Dylan. I think it's best you don't even mention me, this way you can't slip," I said.
"Ok, I can do that," he said. I looked over at him as he put the hood on his sweat shirt up. He looked at me.
"Dude I wish you weren't going back to school," he said.
"I think you will survive," I said.
"Think of all the times I would be able to fuck you," Dylan said.
"In your dreams dude. In your dreams. By Dyl," I said.
"Bye Zach," I said.
I went home and took a hot shower. Plopping on my bed in a towel, I couldn't help think about what happened. Fuck. What was I doing? Here I am, a normal dude, popular, athletic, messing around with my kid brother's friend. It was so unlike me.
As I replayed the events over in my head, I started to chub up again. Ugh, "traitor" I thought as I looked down at my dick wrapped around a towel.
I was really good at sweeping things under the rug and ignoring anything that didn't fit into my preconceived notion of who I was. Like most guys, I wasn't in touch with my feelings all that much.
If I was totally and completely honest with myself, I'm wasn't 100% completely shocked at these new developments. There was always this feeling lingering deep under the surface.
Like how I sized up other guys in the junk department more than I think is normal. Always told myself that it was just for comparison purposes, but it was more than that. And how I never was totally comfortable in a lockers room like some guys where. I just never knew where to keep my eyes focused, and they would wander if I wasn't careful. It was more than appreciating an other guys body and work out routine.
Finally, like how I just didn't get off on lesbian porn at all. What total straight guy doesn't like lesbian porn? In fact I always seem to gravitate toward the porn that featured good looking guys and girls.
I just couldn't ignore all of this any longer. Between Connor and Dylan, something inside of my woke up. I couldn't deny that I was attracted to them. I couldn't deny, and this was a big admission for me, that I was attracted to their dicks. More than that....I....ughhh....wanted their dicks. Fuck.
So what to do now? Part of me felt better than I understood this better, but a bigger part, the "jock/str8 guy/macho" part was in a bit of a panic. That part won out as I told myself that I experimented and that was that.
A few days later I was back at college, quickly falling into the new routine there. I was really happy to see Connor, and Connor was happy to see me. Things were totally normal between us. Nothing was said about what happened, how we left things, or my stupid utterance of "take things slow." We joked around with the other guys, started working out again, and I was just enjoying life.
For a while I thought we had just moved on from our little experimentation. As long as he didn't go back to being a douche towards me, I was happy.
One morning I woke for my early morning class. Connor also had an early class and I heard the shower on already. Usually he came in to the bathroom after me. I brushed my teeth and went to get in the shower at the same time the shower went off in the other stall.
"Hey Zachery," he said as he poked his head out. He hadn't called me that in a while. He had a smirk as he stepped out of the shower to grab his towel.
He made no attempt for modesty as he was facing me totally naked. Water was dripping off his body and beading up on his skin.
Damn...I almost forgot what he looked like naked. Ok, so it was more like a try to forget. While Dylan had the partial body of a man, there was no doubt that Connor was all man. His toned chest and arms, the almost 6 pack, the v down to his shaved cock.
I had legit forgotten all the details of his dick since everything felt like a blur but there it was in the flesh. A big dick. A mans dick. The large head lying down over 2 big balls. He was toweling his face, taking his time I might add. I think he was trying to give me a bit of a show.
I turned to another open shower but hesitated taking my towel off. I couldn't help it, but I wasn't totally soft.
"Take a picture it will last longer," Connor teased.
"You're fucking hilarious," I shot back. A bit embarrassed I was caught staring. I ripped my towel off, hung it up, turned the shower, on and turned to face him.
I saw his eyes immediately go up and down my body, lingering on my crotch. His dick starter to grow as well. He turned and shook his ass at me as I stepped in and shut the shower curtain.
Damn, I never noticed his ass before. It was two round mounds tight and toned. I threw a full bone. I needed to jerk off and concentrated on girls, fucking a girl, my favorite porn, etc.
My mind kept flashing back to Connor and I thought about fucking his ass and that pushed me over the edge. I shot a huge load all over the tile. Fuck.
The next few days were uneventful. Connor and I always acted like totally normal, straight jocks in public. When it was just him and I, however, he definitely was close to flirting but not quite. It was confusing.
Friday was here! Our first party night back after Turkey Day and we were ready. Connor, Joe, Eric, a few other guys pregamed hard and hit up a fraternity party. The energy was unbelievable as everyone was getting lit.
Right off the bat I could tell something was different. More girls and guys were out on the prowl at this party than ever before. Connor and I chatted some girls up and turns out they broke up with their boyfriends on break. A ton of guys had as well. It was like a open hunting season.
As I saw Connor putting the moves on a girl, I actually felt something. Unhappy? Jealous? I didn't want to hookup with him, but I didn't want him to hookup with anyone else either. That was stupid.
Him and I made eye contact a few times and he smirked. I soon convinced myself to let it go and find a girl. I ended up talking with an incredibly hot blond who I ended up taking home. The sex was a drunken mess and I barely remember it. I woke up the next morning with a massive headache and saw the used condom to confirm that we had sex. I was surprised I actually could finish in the state I was.
Turns out Connor also made out that night, which I found out when he shared all the intimate details the next day. I swear he was telling me more than he would just to see how i would react. I just didn't want to hear about it.
The next night was another party, this one just as crazy and I thought it would be a repeat of last night. The one big difference, however, was Connor. He wasn't being as aggressive as normal with girls and wasn't playing out his normal game plan. Instead he was joking with me, commenting on the girls, and overall just having fun. It was refreshing actually.
A few times he gave me this knowing smile and it hit me, I think he is pursuing me instead. Ohh shit. I was just playing it cool, but the more we hung out the more my resistance was fading. If he asked me to go back I would have, I think. At one point I was following him through a crowd and he stopped short, but I didn't and I bumped into his ass. He shook it a few times against my dick. Yeah I will go back with him. Fuck it.
That didn't happen though. He never asked, even though I saw the anticipation and longing in his eyes. After the night was almost over he ended up making out with a girl like the world was ending. I looked around and I could find anyone else from my crew so I went home.
I was dejected as I walked home. What the fuck was he playing at? Teasing me then just going for a girl. What was he waiting for?
It wasn't until later in the week it hit me. I think he was waiting for me to make a move. Ohh shit. With my freak out before break, I think he was waiting for me to lead. That made me excited and nervous at the same time. I knew what I wanted. I wanted him and I didn't give a fuck. Why try to deny this and fight it? My body knew what it wanted.
Flash forward to the next Friday night, I got decked out in my hottest outfit. Wore my tight jeans that showed off my ass, and my bulge, along with a nice button down shirt. After shaving and doing my hair, I looked in the mirror and thought "damn I look good." When Connor saw me he said:
"Damn, someone is in the prowl tonight," and he laughed.
"You can say that," I said coyly. I had a mission. After pregaming I was feeling the alcohol. For reason I was nervous he would shoot me down and I would feel like a total idiot for this. Shot down by a dude.
We hit up a sorority party and there were a ton of hot girls there. Instead of being elated, I was worried Connor would end up with one of them. Man this was getting fucked up. In all honesty, I didn't have any desire to get with some random girl.
"Hey stud," Connor walked up to me and handed me a shot.
"Hey yourself," I smiled back with my best flirty smile.
"Cheers," he said and we downed the shot. "Dude so many hot girls man."
"I know," I said. I was nervous. Here goes nothing. "You want to go back to your place?"
He looked at me with a raised eye brow and a smirk.
"This for me?" Connor asked looking me up and down.
"Yeah," I actually blushed. He smiled.
"Yeah man. Totally down." He said leaning into my ear. He looked around.
"Let's go now," Connor said.
"Now?" I asked "what about the guys?"
"Screw it. Let's go now." He said and we left.
I was pretty happy as we walked back to his place. This is what I wanted, isn't it? I was semi hard in my jeans and knew the answer to that one.
When we got into his room, he almost jumped me the second the door shut. Giving me a deep passionate kiss. That lightening spread from my lips to the rest of my body. I was fully hard now. So was he as he rubbed his hard cock on mine through our jeans.
He started aggressively kissing my neck and I let out a moan.
"Dude don't leave a mark," I said
"It would be hot to see my mark on you," Connor shot back.
"No man, I don't want to have to explain it," I said back.
He look my earlobe in his mouth and I immediately got the chills and he moved back to kissing me. We were fully frenching at this point, our tongues battling. He the pushed me to my knees and pushed his crotch in my face.
"Suck it, I know you want to," Connor commanded.
I did want his dick. Me, Zachery Preston, wanted a guys dick. I was done waiting, so I opened his jeans and he pushed down his jeans and boxer briefs and his big dick sprung out.
Immediately went to town on it. Licking it, slurping it, sucking it, and tasting his precum.
"Suck my balls dude," Connor said. I felt almost delirious as I took one in my mouth. Who knew dick could be so intoxicating? It was so soft yet so hard. It was so masculine.
"Suck it man. Deep throat my big dick," he said and I complied. He started slowly face fucking my mouth and I was having trouble taking it all.
"Yeah bitch. You like that don't you?" He asked. Bitch? My face burned red from his comments. I wasn't anyone bitch, but I let the comment go. I looked up into his face and he had this lustful expression. I haven't seen this aggressive side of him before. I don't think I liked it. Was this how he was with girls?
He stood me up from my knees and pushed me back on the bed and undressed me. When he got to my boxer briefs, he stopped and massaged my dick through the fabric. They were damp from the copious amount of precum that I was leaking. I don't ever remember being this horny before.
"Someone is ready to come out and play," Connor stated.
"Fuck yeah dude," I said.
Quickly he pulled my boxers off and went back up to my neck and ears. Then down to my chest sucking on my nipples. This was definitely his moves with girls - and it was working on me. -
I was hot.
He licked his way down and started teasing my dick. Almost sucking it, but not. It wanted to go in his mouth so bad.
I groaned in relief when he took me in his mouth. My balls were already churning but I didn't want to cum so quick. I felt a finger enter my ass and start wiggling around. My dick pulsed from the stimulation.
He then took one ball then the other in his mouth sucking them slowly. Another finger entered, and my dick jumped.
I was totally lost as he was sucking me and playing with my ass. I wasn't even thinking. Then he stood up and walked over to desk and pulled out lube and a condom. He grinned and I looked down at his big dick. No way that would fit. Did I want it to fit? At this point I was so turned on and not thinking that I was considering letting him do it. Fuck the world??
He grinned and walked over cockily back to the bed. He was between my legs and pushed my legs apart wide and open the lube. I remained on my back and let him.
"You are going to love riding my cock man," Connor said. "You will be begging for more."
"Dude this is too much," I said, as his voice snapped me out of whatever trance I was just in. I sat up and move away from him.
"I know you want it. Just admit it," Connor said. Did I want it? I honestly didn't know. The thought of being impaled by his huge cock wasn't really appealing.
"Naw dude lets just finish each other off," I said.
"No way Zachary. I know you want it. You know you want it. To be fucking owned by my dick." Connor shot back with this look in his eye. He moved closer to me again.
"Dude relax," I said. I wasn't comfortable with the things he was saying. Even if I did want to take this to the next level, I didn't want to be owned.
"Open your legs. I know you want it bitch." He said grabbing my leg.
Bitch. That word again. It was the word he used to describe his conquests, and he would say things like "the bitch was begging for more" or "she was riding me like a bitch." Then I imagined him talking to Joe and Eric tomorrow about tonight in front me, talking about a "bitch" he got with and how "she" loved his dick. The she being me of course. It was definitely something he would do, all while I was just sitting there trying not to turn red. Fuck that.
"Fuck you Connor. I'm not your bitch. I'm not going to be like one of the girls you sleep with and brag about the next day. Is that what you think this is? I don't even know what the fuck this is, but's it's not this. I'm not anyone's bitch. So you can go fuck yourself." I said with my voice getting louder as I went on.
Connor looked pissed and shocked, but before he could say anything I stood up.
I put on my jeans and left with no shirt, no shoes, and no boxers. I would have a some explaining to do if anyone saw me coming out of Connor's room in nothing but jeans, but there was no one around on a Saturday night.
That night as I laid in bed, I teared up and almost cried for the first time in a long time. On top of struggling with the new sexual development in my life, I was emotionally confused as well. This wasn't just about me getting off with Connor, I wanted him and I to be equals. I wasn't about to be anyone's bitch.
The next morning i woke up to some texts.
Connor: I'm sorry man Connor: .... Connor: I got carried away Connor: I'm really sorry
I didn't respond and went down to have breakfast with the guys. I met Eric, Joe, and a few other guys from our hall but thankfully no Connor. They were discussing last night, but didn't ask anything about me or Connor. It sounded like an eventful evening for them. They probably just assumed that Connor and I went home with some girls.
I went to the gym by myself to let off some steam. Normally Connor, I and a few others would work out, but not today. My anger fueled an amazing workout and helped me calm down a bit.
A few times, I caught another guy looking at me through a mirror. He was running on the treadmill but could see the whole gym through the mirrors on the wall in front of him. He was a skinny toned guy, who obviously ran a ton. Everyonce and a while my eyes would seek him out, and one time he caught me and smirked. My cheeks reddened a bit...I couldn't help thinking he was cute.
A few months ago, I wouldn't have paid him any attention. On some level I would have registered him and he was an attractive dude, but that's it. Now all of that changed and I aware of guys much more. I'm pretty sure he liked what he saw when he looked at me.
I went into the locker room to take a piss, stripped off my shirt and sat down on a bench to rest for a minute. It was completely empty, but the door opened a few minutes later and the skinny running guy came in to go the bathroom. Afterwards, grabbed a bag from a locker near where I was sitting.
"You had an impressive workout," the skinny guy said. "I couldn't help but notice."
It was hard to see him before on the treadmill, but standing in front of me with no shirt on I got a full look. He had bright blue eyes, sandy blond hair, and was definitely lean. More skinny than lean I guess, with some noticeable toned muscles on his arms.
Instinctively my eyes flashed to his stomach which was tight and toned with no fat on it then downward to a nice v and a sizable bulge. I was trying to gauge if it really was big, or it looked big since he was so skinny. I quickly looked back up at his eyes, but he was smirking and I knew I was busted. Fuck it I thought, I'm pretty sure he was checking me out anyway. I stood up.
"I could say the same thing about you. You were hauling ass on the treadmill." I replied. I noticed his eyes flash to my crotch and actually was relieved....we were even.
"Yeah I like to run long distance," skinny guy said. Even if I didn't catch him looking at me, his motions and the slight feminine tone of his voice gave him away as likely gay.
My mind actually started racing at this point. Like what should I do next? Flirt with him? Act normal? Try to get his number? Continue the conversation?
"I gotta run. See you around," he said before I could say anything. He gave me a smile and I could see something in his eyes. Or I thought I could.
I hadn't checked my phone in a while, but I wasn't surprised to see some texts from Connor. I still hadn't answered him back, and I liked making him squirm a bit after he was such an asshole.
Connor: ok, I get it man. Connor: im going to make this up to you Connor: we are going out tonight. But not to that party.
Connor: meet me at 6 in the lobby. If anyone asks we are double dating. Same girls we got with lastnight. Met them at the party. They go to State.
I thought about declining his invitation but I was seriously interested in what he had planned.
Me: ok I'll be there at 6 Connor: cool. Can't wait
I showered and figured I had better dress up somewhat since it was technically a "double date." I ended up choosing my tighter jeans and a decent, but not one of my best shirts. I did my hair and looking into the mirror had to admit that I looked good.
I wasn't sure how to approach tonight. Do I act normal? Do I give him the cold shoulder? Should I even go? He was such an asshole, but maybe he just did get carried away.
I saw Connor in the lobby and immediately registered that he was decked out. He looked hot, no other way to say it. Whatever this night was, he was fully in. He gave me a big smile and hug, ushering me into an Uber that just pulled up.
"So, uhhh, where are we going," I asked him. We didn't go off campus much.
"It's a surprise," he smiled broadly at me and winked.
"Dude, I don't like surprises." I said.
"Everyone likes surprises. Come on man." He said back.
"Not everyone." I said. My mood was pretty dark.
"Ok, ok. We are going to a nice restaurant. Murray's. My treat." he admitted.
"So this is like a date?" I asked.
"Umm...uhhh...it an apology for me being an asshole. That's not how I wanted it to go down. I just got carried away. You know what, screw it dude. Yeah this is a date. I wanted to take you on a date." He said while blushing. Wow, I hadn't seen Connor blush before.
"Ok, I'm down with a free meal." I said winking back.
A date? With Connor? A date with a guy? If you had told me a few months ago I would have never believed it. The strange thing is that it didn't feel wrong. I wanted to see where this would go.
He leaned over and gave me a kiss on the lips. It wasn't like the other times we kissed. Before it was a true makeout, all passionate and forceful, while this was soft and gentle. I still got that electricity feeling in my lips though. After he broke the kiss, he blushed again and so did I. This was the first time we kissed sober and it was confusing. It felt so right, but so wrong at the same time. Shouldn't I be kissing girls?
The night actually went quick. Connor had snuck flasks into the restaurant, so we both ordered cokes and then dumped the whisky it in. We talked about our home lives and our families, and laughed about funny things at school.
Next, we caught a superhero movie we both wanted to see. During the movie he rested his hand on my thigh. I looked around but no one noticed. It was pretty ballsy of him, since we weren't far from campus.
In the Uber ride back to campus, he mentioned going back to his room for a "night cap." The look in his eyes told me that he wanted to do a lot more than just drink. The night has been really good and part of me wanted it to end that way, but his look melted my resolve. He had put thought and energy for this night for me, even though I think it was out of his comfort zone. What really got me though, was the fact that I could tell he was nervous. If he was nervous that meant there was real emotion there. Whatever this was, at some point in this night, it went beyond two friends, even two friends with benefits. For now, I was ok with that.
"Dude it's still early. Someone will notice me going into your room." I fretted.
"Ehh. Who knows who will be around. We will just say the date was horrible and we are commiserating together." He joked.
Luck would have it we didn't bump into anyone we knew well. We hit up the bathroom and then went quietly into Connors room. Entering the room, it was my turn to get nervous. I didn't know where he would take this, and I had flash backs from last nights episode.
Connor was on my lips with his the moment the door shut, making me forget about everything.
I felt his tongue push on my lips and I opened my mouth. We frenched kissed and our tongues fought for supremacy. I had my eyes closed for a while then opened them and see his eyes staring into mine. My body just melted into hit. I was rock hard and leaking pretty badly. I never wanted anyone as much as I wanted him at that moment. I think if he had asked to fuck me at that point, I would have said yes, take me dude.
"Dude you are so hot." Connor said honestly.
"So are you." I replied back, just as honest. We were beyond any pretense. Who gave a fuck.
He undid my belt and took my jeans off. My hardon was raging in my boxer briefs, confined by the compression material. It wanted out badly. He has other ideas as he took my shirt off, turned me around, and then pushed me on the bed still in my underwear.
"I'm going to give you a massage," Connor announced. I watched him seductively take off his shirt, flexing his arms and chest while doing so. Then he slowly pushed his jean off standing there with nothing but his boxer briefs with a raging hard on. Damn he WAS hot. His muscles, his chest, his treasure trail leading down to his big cock, it was all hot. Never before in my life was I so turned on - and definitely not by a male.
"Turn on your back," he said. I compiled and he sat on my lower back and then proceeded to slowly work on my upper back.
Occasionally I could feel his hard cock on my back, and felt the wetness of precum through his underwear. He moved back and began to massage omy lower back, and then to my legs and thighs. He was really good at this, and as much as this was sexual it was also felt relaxing. He was went to work on my inner thighs going higher and higher until he was lightly massage my ball sack. I moaned with delight, but it was short lived as he said:
"Turn over." He said.
I happily did so, exposing my rock hard prick still aching in my underwear. He started on the front of my legs and thighs, then skipped to my chest and shoulders. He was purposely avoiding my dick, which was mildly frustrating. After a while I pushed my crotch in the air a few times to give him the message. Instead he responded by leaning and sucking on my neck and earlobes which made me shudder and moan. Then he began to suck on my nipple which got super hard in his mouth. Damn he knew how to get me going. My dick jumped as he took his tongue down my stomach and he finally grabbed my dick. He started to massage it through my briefs.
"Dude, please." I begged. My cock aches for his mouth.
He obliged by pushing down my boxer briefs in one swift motion and tonguing my dick like crazy. His tongue went up and down the shaft, swirled the head, and then he was tonguing my balls. Inhaling one ball and the then the other. At long last he finally took my dick in his mouth slowly, inching down until he was at the root. Then slowly up and down his mouth went vacuuming my cock the whole time. If he did this much longer, I was a goner and would bust in his mouth. Way better than any girl.
"Ok you are ready," he said.
I was confused at what he meant until he stood up and walked over to his desk pulling out the lube and a condom.
"Ohh fuck," I thought to myself. My brain raced as I thought about him fucking me. It wasn't something I totally wanted, but I wanted him, and I needed to take this to the next level. So I was semi resolved when he threw the condom at me.
"It's you tonight," he said with a smile. He stripped off his underwear and his big dick bounced up. Part of me was instantly relieved that his dick wasn't about to be up my ass.
"You mean, you want me to fuck you?" I asked in total shock.
"Yeah man," he said. He grimaced when he said it, so I knew he wasn't 100% sure about being fucked either. I felt bad, as much as I wanted to fuck him, and I really did want to, I wanted him to want it too. Was that strange?"
"Dude, you don't have to do this. If you feel bad for lastnight, you don't have to apologize like that." I said.
I saw him thinking for a second.
"No, Zach. Honestly, I've always been curious to try it. And I can't think of anyone else I would want to try it with than you. It's not about being sorry," he said.
I was totally floored. I never expected that he would be curious about being fucked, a straight acting alpha male like him taking it in the ass. Hell, then again, I still have trouble believing he is into guys. He sensed my hesitation.
"Zachary, please man. Lets not overthink....let's just do it." He said.
I stood up to take the lube and condom from him while he got on the bed, face down ass up. I rolled the condom on and stared at his ass. It wasn't gross like I thought it would be. It was toned and muscular with a slight amount of hair in his crack.
I lubed up and thought about what was happening: Connor was presenting his ass for me to fuck it. In a few seconds my dick will be pumping his ass. The thought made me extremely horny as I thought about this. This wasn't a girl who was biological designed for this, this was a guy who was submitting to it. I wanted to do it.
"Go slow ok?" He pleaded.
"You know I will," I said, and I meant it.
I lubed up a few of my fingers and stuck one slowly in. It met tight resistance at first but eventually got a little looser. I remembered what Dylan did to my ass that felt amazing, so I started doing circles around his hole in and out. He started getting into it and moaning a bit.
I slowly eased a second finger all the way in and I heard him suck in a breath. It was so hot and tight, and I started to move it in and out. Then another finger in and out. It was hot, but also a little gross to be completely honest.
I slide another finger in and was fucking him with 3 fingers for a while. While he still was tight I figured it was time.
I moved up to line up my dick with his hole and slowly pushed in. It met tough resistance, and I had to really push to get the head in. Man, it was so tight. I slowly pushed my cocks head into his ass and he grunted.
"Damn you feel huge man." He said.
That actually made me feel like a stud. No girl ever said that to me. I slide a little bit more and figured I had the head and a full inch in. He grunted. Then another inch, and he grunted. I was more than half way in when he said:
"Dude leave it there a minute. Let me get used to it." He said.
I stopped for 30 seconds and then went into another inch. Soon I was all the way in and I had to fight the urge to go to town on his ass. It felt so hot and tight on my dick, much tighter than any girl.
I pulled out slowly and started to push back in.
"Go slower man." He pleaded.
"Ok, do you want me to stop?" I said, a bit concerned. It wasn't like I was huge in the dick department.
"Naw, it will get better, keep going." He said.
So I slowly started pumping in and out painfully slowly. I looked down to see my dick buried in this studs ass and looked down his muscular back to see his face smushed against the bed. Got I wanted to fuck him like a stallion.
With each thrust I could hear him grunt, in what I thought could be pain or was it pleasure? Wasn't this supposed to feel good? I shifted my angle a bit and I heard him let out a clear moan that definitely wasn't pain. While this was the first time with a guy, I wasn't a complete idiot about how things worked, so I figured that must have hit his prostate.
I kept the angle and then thrust again and again. The grunts turned to moans quickly and I knew I had found his "g spot." I saw him lift his head.
"Holy shit Zach, holy shit." He said.
"You like that?" I asked him. He only moaned in response.
"You like that Connor?" I asked again. With his moans it was pretty obvious he did.
"Yes." He hissed.
I pulled out, rolled him onto his back in one big push and then entered him again. I wanted to see his face. I looked down at him, to see his face was red and strained, but enjoying. His dick was at full mast and leaking.
I looked down as I pumped harder and harder, see his big dick bounce in response. I saw my dick pumping in and out of him and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. He was really starting to get into it saying things like:
"Holy shit dude." "Ohh right there." "Zach man, Zach."
He was loosing control to me, to my dick. His mouth was partially open as pounded his ass.
"You like that man?" I asked. I never one was to talk dirty but I was lost in the moment.
"Fuck me, dude. Fuck me." And moaned.
When I heard him say that, it pushed me over the edge and I pushed deep as I could to empty blast after blast of cum into the condom. I felt like the condom would burst there was so much. I was still inside him when I grabbed his dick and he immediately started shooting all over his chest. He never was a far shooter, but he reached above his nipples with shot after shot.
I collapsed on top of him with my dick still inside him, pressing my naked chest against his cum covered chest. We were both breathing pretty heavily not moving or saying anything. Finally I slowly removed my half hard dick and rolled next to him. He was laying in total bliss with me next to him.
"Holy shit man. I've never cummed so hard in my life." He said.
"Me too." I almost felt like I blacked out for a second.
"You found that spot and that was it man. You had me going." He said in disbelief.
"I know. You were so tight." I said.
"To be honest, that was the best sex I've ever had man. I don't give a fuck that it was with a guy, you were amazing." He said.
"It was the best I've had too," I said honestly.
For a long time we just laid there coming down off our high.
"Zachary, I'm sorry about yesterday. I got so carried away and wanted you so bad, I was too aggressive. That's not how I want this to go. Fuck, I don't even know what I want." Connor said.
"I don't know what I want either. Ha. Here we are, just two guys that have no idea what they want. I just don't want to be some girl to you. I'm not a girl." I said.
"No you aren't. Dude, after that performance you are a stud. Let's get cleaned up. You go shower first." Connor said.
When I came back Connor had changed the sheets on this bed but was still naked and grabbed a towel to take his own shower.
"Stay here tonight man." Connor said.
"Uhh, ok." I said. I got in my boxer briefs and laid on his bed.
I thought about what just happened: I had fucked a guy and loved it. I had sex with Connor. It wasn't about two guys just getting off anymore. I think I was ok with that. My body surely was. That was the biggest orgasm of my life, and I felt very sexually satisfied.
It was so different than being with a girl, but in mostly good ways. It was so intense.
I dozed off, when I felt Connor get into bed besides me and we both fell asleep.