In this hot tale of first time man-on-man sex, our main character is checking out his lifelong friend, Dylan, as he changes clothes. Dylan catches his buddy staring at his cock, and an impromptu wrestling match turns sexual as the guys get aroused.
They start out stroking each other’s hard cocks, and that quickly turns into an “I’ll suck yours if you’ll suck mine” scenario!
An excerpt from the story:
Dylan stood up, unbuttoned his shorts, and let them drop to the floor to reveal his hard, throbbing cock and low hanging balls. I rose from the floor and slid my boxers off, and the two of us stood together naked, stroking each other’s boners in silence.
“Is this okay?” he eventually asked me.
“Yeah, it feels good, right?”
I looked down and watched as Dylan began rubbing my cock against his own, then wrapped his hands around both of them and stroked their combined lengths. My dick seemed to be harder than it had ever been before as I watched him stroking our cocks together. In that moment I wanted nothing more in the world than to have him in my mouth.
“You know what might be even better?” I asked him nervously.
“What?”
“I’ll suck you if you’ll suck me.” I could hardly believe that those words had come out of my mouth, and I was sure that I had gone too far and ruined everything.
“Have you done that before?” he asked me.
“No way, man. I’m not gay.”
“Me neither,” Dylan said.
He thought about it for a moment, and I was blissfully aware that he never stopped stroking our cocks as he considered my offer.
“Promise you won’t tell anybody?” he asked.
“Absolutely. You promise, too?”
“Yeah. Let’s do it.”
Following their cum-swallowing mutual blowjobs, our narrator asks Dylan to “do something more”, and it isn’t long before he’s riding Dylan’s cock…
As I lubed his cock with my mouth, his finger continued to probe my asshole, sliding deeper and more easily inside me every minute. By the time I had thoroughly soaked his cock with my mouth, I felt a second finger enter my hole, and a shock of delightful pleasure surged through me.
“Does that feel good?” Dylan asked from between my legs.
“Fuck, yeah, it does.”
“You ready for a little more?”
“Yes,” I quickly answered, pushing my hips back to slide his fingers deeper inside me.
A third finger joined the first two, and my ass was now so loose and wet that he was able to easily finger-fuck me.
After a few minutes more, I felt ready to go for it.
“You ready?” Dylan asked, as if he’d read my mind.
“Yeah.”
“Turn around,” he told me. I got on my knees and hovered over his pelvis, his hard cock behind me, pressed between my ass cheeks. Dylan reached between my legs and took hold of his slippery wet cock, then rubbed the tip against my waiting hole…