Where it happened: My Apartment
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
This is the story of my first sexual experience with another man. Some people may misunderstand this episode of my life, so I should explain a few things about myself.
I am a bisexual. I didn’t realize this until I gathered enough courage to reach out to the only male that I had ever really trusted; my best friend of 8 years, Jerome. Jerome and I went to high school and college together, but we were always involved in heterosexual relationships. Jerome married at 19 and I dated several women and enjoyed satisfying sexual experiences with several of them. However, in the summer of our 26th year, his wife asked him for a divorce, and my latest girlfriend and I had broken off our relationship. Both of us were lonely and we turned to each other for support. I realized that it could be some time before Jerome was able to date again, and I knew he needed a distraction and maybe some sexual gratification. I decided that I would try to help him by offering my body to him.
July Fourth came and I had formulated a plan. I took Jerome out to a local bar and paid for several drinks to loosen him up. He was soon in a better mood and we decided to go to my apartment for something to eat. When we got there, I got him another drink and scrounged around for something for us to eat. While I did this, I talked with him about my girlfriend and how great our sex was. He talked about his wife and their sex-life. Soon, I could see the bulge rising in his pants, and I felt my own bulge pressing against mine. I excused myself to my bedroom where I changed into some silk pajamas. By now, my erection was obvious and I could tell that Jerome had noticed it. He would glance at my crotch and then quickly look away as if he hadn’t noticed. I asked him to stay over, expressing my disdain for drunk driving. He agreed and we started to make the hide-a-bed.
I realized that the time had come. I told him that if he wanted to, he could share my bed with me. The look on his face was to die for. He looked as if I had said, “Your hair is on fire!” I reached out to hold his shoulder, expecting him to flinch. Surprisingly, he didn’t. He sat down at the edge of the sofa and looked at me with a mischeivous grin. “I think I would like to do just that,” he replied. I asked him if he would like to take a shower first and he agreed. Then he surprised me by inviting me to take a shower with him. I eagerly accepted.
We got in the shower and let the hot water wash over our bodies. The shower stall was small, so we were constantly pressing our soapy bodies against each other. I moved behind him and held his penis with my slippery hands, moving down to his balls and squeezing them tight. Overcome with lust and passion, I held his tanned body against mine and kissed his ear. He turned to face me and caressed my body with his hot, wet hands. He held me tight against his chest and our lips met. His tounge explored my mouth as his hands explored my body. He squeezed my buttocks and rubbed against my swollen penis.
We stopped long enough to dry each other off, then moved to the bed. Lying next to Jerome I could feel his powerful muscles writhing aginst mine. I moved over him, darting at his body with my tounge, exploring his taste and feeling his masculine heat. I stroked his penis and licked the salty pre-come from the tip. Unwilling to wait any longer, I took the lenght of his penis in my mouth. Stroking with my tounge, I remembered every move my girlfriends would make as they gave me head. I wanted to give him an experience he would always remember. I licked my finger and slowly caressed his anus before sliding my finger into it. While licking and sucking his penis, I felt inside him until I found his swolen prostate. Pressing against it with my fingertip, I sucked him harder and faster, listening to his moans of pleasure. Soon I felt the tremors of his rapidly approaching orgasm. I slowed my pace and waited. With a low, gutteral growl, he released and his hot sperm flowed into my mouth. I swallowed and sucked until he begged me to stop.
We rested for a few minutes as he regained his composure. I kissed him deeply and let the remains of his come slip between our lips. All this time, I could feel his hands stroking my penis and squeezing my testicles. He placed his mouth at the tip of my penis and licked and stroked until I could feel the rising tide of my orgasm growing in my loins. I bucked and shivered as my penis erupted into his warm, wet mouth. He held my sperm in his mouth until it was full and the remainder dripped down his chin. I pulled his face to mine and swallowed my load from his mouth.
We lay panting in the sweat soaked sheets until we fell asleep in each others arms. In the morning, he left and we both went about our lives. I met a wonderful woman who soon became my wife. Jerome started dating again and is still looking for the right girl. Though we never discussed that night, I know we will never forget the time we put our preconceived notions aside and concentrated on fulfilling each other’s needs as only true friends could.
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