First of all, guys are horny before they're "straight." If a guy sees a way to get off and doesn't have to worry about anyone else knowing, he's probably interested. This is especially true when guys are involved with girls who don't like to give head or only want to have sex once or twice a week. Guys would much rather be getting some every single day. I doubt it's just me...
Straightboy was such a guy. We've known each other for a long time (not going to say why or how, just that we have). I'm not going to talk about all my failed attempts at getting into his pants, since they didn't well, and instead I'll skip straight to success.
It was a few hours after midnight on a Saturday or Sunday morning, and both of us had been drinking a ton, as college boys tend to do. I stopped and had sobered up, but Straightboy had kept drinking the whole night. He wasn't trashed, but he was still kind of drunk. Everyone else in his apartment had either left or was passed out in a bed or on the living room floor (which happened quite often that year).
We were talking about something just to fill the quiet, since nothing else was going on. Eventually he looked around the room and noticed that we were the only ones still there and awake. I was sitting in a chair and he was sitting on a couch a few feet away.
"So," he started, "what's it like being gay?"
"Pretty good for me," I answered. "Lots of sex with lots of guys whenever I want it. None of the bullshit that comes with fucking a pussy."
He looked intrigued, taking a long drink of the Jack and coke he had sitting in front of him. "Sounds awesome, man. I wish girls would chill the fuck out about sex and give it up more often."
I saw my chance, letting out a laugh and smiling. "Even if they did, they aren't as good at giving head. And a guy's ass is a lot tighter than a girl's pussy. So I guess you'd still be missing out! Guys are just a lot better when it comes to sex."
A few moments of silence passed before he opened his mouth again. "I've always thought you were cool because you don't try to act like a girl. You're a cool guy who just likes sex with other guys."
"Yeah, that's me. We're basically the same aside from who we fuck."
He took another hit of his drink. "Yeah, man. Hey... have you ever imagined doing anything with me?"
"Yeah, you're a hot guy," I answered honestly without any hesitation. I knew where this was going.
He seemed surprised that I had said it right away, but he didn't look angry or unhappy.
"Thanks, I guess. You're so lucky that you like guys, man. Sometimes I wish I didn't have to put up with all the chick shit."
I saw my chance there, and I was going to take it! "Have you ever tried doing anything with a guy?"
"No, I'm not gay."
I stood up, his eyes following me off the chair and to the couch, where I sat down right beside him.
"Do you want to know what it's like?" I asked with a grin.
He looked extremely uncertain, but his cock was growing in his pants. I knew he wanted it, and I knew I was going to get it.
"You can't tell anyone, man." He looked around, remembering the people who were sleeping on the floor. "Shit, we should go somewhere else."
I put my hand on his cock, stroking it through his shorts. "They're out cold. Don't worry, no one's going to see."
I pushed my head toward his, but he tilted away from me. "No kissing, man. Just suck my dick."
"Sorry," I mumbled, sad that he didn't want to kiss me. I'll never understand why some guys are Ok with getting sucked or even getting fucked but not Ok with kissing another guy.
I unzipped his shorts, pulling them down enough to expose his cock, which was now rock hard. I always imagined he would have a huge cock, but it was pretty average. About 6.5" long and a little above average thickness... which looks kind of small on a guy who's 6'2". I'm not a size queen though, it was plenty for me--I was more than happy to be there.
I pushed my head into his lap, licked along his cock up to the head. I looked up, seeing that he was staring intently at me, a blank, amazed look on his face. I took his cock into my mouth, using all the tricks I knew with my tongue and started to suck softly.
The moans started escaping from him. He put his hands on my head, feeling it bob up and down on his cock. I sucked harded and took more of his length into my mouth, swallowing it down to the base. He moaned even louder, pushing my head down on his cock.
"Shit," he moaned. "This is the best blowjob I've ever had, man."
I pulled off his cock, shooting him a smile before I went back to work, experimenting with different ways of making him moan. He seemed to really like the hard sucking, so I switched to only doing that, listening to him moan as I bobbed up and down sucking on his cock with full force.
I slid my hands up underneath his shirt, feeling his abs and pec as I kept up my work on his cock. I started pinching his nipples hoping to get him even more into what we were doing, but he didn't seem to respond. I just slid around his abs and pecs instead, feeling his body as I sucked.
"Wait, man," he ordered, grabbing my head with his hands. "I'm going to cum if you keep going."
"Don't you want to cum?" I asked from his lap.
"Yeah, but not yet."
I wanted to finish, but I'm out of time to write this post... I'll have to finish this one up tomorrow, and hopefully I can post my newest experience by then too.
Sorry guys!
That's just mean!! You tease...lol
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