I was reading about "what opened your bi-side" and thought I would relate a story about an exploration that got me curious.
Lee and I were friends and during my senior year at high school (we were both 18) his mother was in the hospital for a couple of weeks and he stayed with my family. He stayed in my room with me. I only had a double bed and we didn't really think anything about sharing it. We went to bed around 10 and talked about "girls", ones we wanted to date, one we wanted to date and of course those we told each other we had fucked. That last group was mostly fantasy...lol.
Of course all this talk had made us horny and hard. We were stroking ourselves under the covers not admitting that we were but it was pretty obvious as the sheet was gong up and down. We turned the conversation to how big is yours. I got out a flash light from the night stand and turned it on. Lifted the covers and shined the light down the bed. Lee was cut and about 5 as am I. He stroked his cock a little more as we were looking. He had was developing a wet head and it was shiny. My cock was not getting any pre cum. I stroked a bit more watching him. His breathing was getting heavier and he was sort of moving his hips a bit. Just one of those things and I reached over and pushed his hand away from his cock and substituted mine. His cock felt to different from mine. It was hard yet soft and smooth. As I stroked up I got his precum on my hand and then it lubed up his cock as I stroked more. He began to really breath hard and was lightly moaning. I knew he was close and I kept the flash light on his cock as I continued. Finally he thrusts his hips forward and the cum shot out of his cock and all over my hand, his stomach and onto the sheet. I had not thought ahead about the mess that was going to be made and had to get out of bed to get a box of tissues. I pulled the sheet back and his cock was now laying against his stomach getting softer. I took several tissues and cleaned him up. His breathing was more normal now. I laid back down next to him, my cock still hard and now leaking pre cum. I stroked a bit then he reaches over and takes me in his hand. It felt amazing as he strokes up and runs his thumb over my cum slit. He spreads my pre cum over my cock and the he begins to stroke me. I am getting close and I can tell he knows as he strokes me faster. In only a minute or two I explode all over his hand and my stomach. Much to my surprise he takes his hand up to his mouth and licks some of cum off and tastes it. I had never done that. He smiles and offers me a taste. I lick some of it and it has a wonderful smell and a salty taste. I clean up with the tissues once again.
We lay there silent for awhile. Both of us knew we had crossed a line that could not be uncrossed. We finally started talking about "we aren't gay but" conversation. After about 30 minutes we were both hard again and it just started again. I took his cock in my hand and stroked it gently then he had mine in his. He leans down and over and my cock disappears into his mouth and it is unreal it feels so good. I put my hand on his head and moan as he sucks me and he is fondling my balls. I don't last very long and give up another load this even bigger than the last. I warn him I am cumming and he just keeps sucking as I fill his mouth. He pulls back from me smiling and my cum on the corners of his mouth. He then pulls himself back up and he straddles my chest. He pushes his cock towards my mouth and I open for him. He slides the head in and begins to fuck my mouth. He is gagging me a little until he gets the thrust right. He fucks my mouth for a few minutes then I feel him cumming and I swallow his cum.
This ritual of sucking each other off became at least once each evening and then in the morning we would pee then back to bed for another suck or two. It was a great two weeks, We continued to spend the nights together on weekends after his mom got home.
Although we weren't gay as we still dated girls we did use each other to keep from being frustrated at no sex. I did meet up with Lee about 20 years later. We were in a hotel in Chicago and ran into each other at the bar. We sort of caught up with each other and Lee asked if I ever missed those times. I admitted it was fun. I asked him if he wanted to go to my room and have another drink. He hesitated then said he couldn't. I did not press it but I did notice him staring at my crotch and my growing erection as we sat in the bar.
Lee and I were friends and during my senior year at high school (we were both 18) his mother was in the hospital for a couple of weeks and he stayed with my family. He stayed in my room with me. I only had a double bed and we didn't really think anything about sharing it. We went to bed around 10 and talked about "girls", ones we wanted to date, one we wanted to date and of course those we told each other we had fucked. That last group was mostly fantasy...lol.
Of course all this talk had made us horny and hard. We were stroking ourselves under the covers not admitting that we were but it was pretty obvious as the sheet was gong up and down. We turned the conversation to how big is yours. I got out a flash light from the night stand and turned it on. Lifted the covers and shined the light down the bed. Lee was cut and about 5 as am I. He stroked his cock a little more as we were looking. He had was developing a wet head and it was shiny. My cock was not getting any pre cum. I stroked a bit more watching him. His breathing was getting heavier and he was sort of moving his hips a bit. Just one of those things and I reached over and pushed his hand away from his cock and substituted mine. His cock felt to different from mine. It was hard yet soft and smooth. As I stroked up I got his precum on my hand and then it lubed up his cock as I stroked more. He began to really breath hard and was lightly moaning. I knew he was close and I kept the flash light on his cock as I continued. Finally he thrusts his hips forward and the cum shot out of his cock and all over my hand, his stomach and onto the sheet. I had not thought ahead about the mess that was going to be made and had to get out of bed to get a box of tissues. I pulled the sheet back and his cock was now laying against his stomach getting softer. I took several tissues and cleaned him up. His breathing was more normal now. I laid back down next to him, my cock still hard and now leaking pre cum. I stroked a bit then he reaches over and takes me in his hand. It felt amazing as he strokes up and runs his thumb over my cum slit. He spreads my pre cum over my cock and the he begins to stroke me. I am getting close and I can tell he knows as he strokes me faster. In only a minute or two I explode all over his hand and my stomach. Much to my surprise he takes his hand up to his mouth and licks some of cum off and tastes it. I had never done that. He smiles and offers me a taste. I lick some of it and it has a wonderful smell and a salty taste. I clean up with the tissues once again.
We lay there silent for awhile. Both of us knew we had crossed a line that could not be uncrossed. We finally started talking about "we aren't gay but" conversation. After about 30 minutes we were both hard again and it just started again. I took his cock in my hand and stroked it gently then he had mine in his. He leans down and over and my cock disappears into his mouth and it is unreal it feels so good. I put my hand on his head and moan as he sucks me and he is fondling my balls. I don't last very long and give up another load this even bigger than the last. I warn him I am cumming and he just keeps sucking as I fill his mouth. He pulls back from me smiling and my cum on the corners of his mouth. He then pulls himself back up and he straddles my chest. He pushes his cock towards my mouth and I open for him. He slides the head in and begins to fuck my mouth. He is gagging me a little until he gets the thrust right. He fucks my mouth for a few minutes then I feel him cumming and I swallow his cum.
This ritual of sucking each other off became at least once each evening and then in the morning we would pee then back to bed for another suck or two. It was a great two weeks, We continued to spend the nights together on weekends after his mom got home.
Although we weren't gay as we still dated girls we did use each other to keep from being frustrated at no sex. I did meet up with Lee about 20 years later. We were in a hotel in Chicago and ran into each other at the bar. We sort of caught up with each other and Lee asked if I ever missed those times. I admitted it was fun. I asked him if he wanted to go to my room and have another drink. He hesitated then said he couldn't. I did not press it but I did notice him staring at my crotch and my growing erection as we sat in the bar.