Hottest Straight Situation Turned Gay

[surferboy]

lol none of your stories sound to straight if i do say so myself

my sitch started off straight. it didn't even start off as sexual at all :biggrin1:

 

[135i]

shipmate....ha

 

[D_Harry_Crax]

This was during the last week of boot camp and we all looked damn good by then.

I'm sure you looked great the last week of boot camp! You look great now!

 

[MovingForward]

When I was in boot camp (in the real US military), Sundays were referred to as holiday routine. It was like a free day to do whatever you wanted. I was studying for a test that we had coming up Monday and Bowbey (just a shipmate) asked me if I wanted to take a shower with him. I heard more in his voice than just a simple question. I heard a 'want.' I looked up and said, "What?" with this puzzled look on my face like "you're kidding right?" He repeated himself. I looked away and then back at him up from my rack for what felt like an eternity. He was serious. So, I told him to let me finish reading what I was reading and I'd come and find him. I waited about 20 minutes. He was still waiting for me. This was during the last week of boot camp and we all looked damn good by then.

So, I found him and he was excited. We get in the shower (no one's in there but us) and we're in there for fuckin' ever. He leans against the wall and starts this like striptease with the soap and everything. I just stood there in fuckin' silence. Then I noticed that his dick went from nothing to something in no time. That's when I spoke up. "Bowbey! This is not your bathroom at home. Didn't you take your soft peter this morning? We're at Uncle Sam's crib right and he does not play that shit here." I wasn't trying to get discharged for blowin' nobody or gettin' blown or anything that someone might happen to see. He replied, "I gotta bust me a nut. It's been too long." I turned my water off quick as hell, snatched my towel off the wall, wrapped that fucker around my waist, threw him a peace sign and said, "Bust away. I'll see you when you get out."

I was not about to have my contract fucked up. We had showered together for 2 months and I had never gotten a vibe of that shit from him. I had never even seen him erect. But that day his dick got hard QUICK...FAST, LOL. He was determined. So, I left him with him determination in there by his damn self. He was in there for about 30 more minutes. That was just cuttin' it too close and I'm not the one. You're always being watched there. It's a dangerous game.

I had a buddy in the military, and while on tour. He used to tell me that he would fuck the pillow, a sock, an warm iv bag. I asked whats wrong with jacking off, and he told me that you can only jackoff so many times and needed variety

 

[PornForPatric]

nope, i wish i had a story for contribute though. the best i have is the day i made out with my friend.

me and 3 of my friends were cruisin around, yah? well, we were goin down state road 84 in ft. lauderdale, and we turned down 15th ave. we discovered a church kine school there. so, we decided to get out of the car and mess around. take some pics, because it was kinda creepy. from far away, the three crosses on the wall look black and surrounded by flame.

so, it was me, my friend rachael, ricky, and his fiance corrinn. corrinn is da kine chick that gets off to men kissing and fucking, yah? so, she dared me and ricky for make out and we did! and here are the pics. that's the only time and only thing i've done with a guy. and yes, i'm fully aware i look like a fat cow in the pics

OMG! I remember those photos. Good kisser & very fun to photograph.

 

[Silvertip]

thanks bstexas for continuing the topic!

Any others?

OK, uncutcock22, I'll start out on topic. When I was 13 or 14 my older brother, his best friend and I were in the basement of our house talking about girls, sex and erect penises. As the conversation got more and more graphic we all dropped our trousers and starting jacking off together. That was the first time I had seen anyone else erect and I was both fascinated with, and totally turned on by, the other two stiff cocks in my presence. After ten or fifteen minutes of exhibitionist jerking we each in turn went over to the nearby stack of firewood and blew our loads. That was a one time occurrence that we never repeated, nor even talked about thereafter.

I don't know if the foregoing really qualifies where "turning gay" is concerned, but it's a vivid memory to me and I think it contributed a lot to my being able to stretch my sexual boundaries later in life. Another experience that is indelibly etched in my memory occurred years later. And, like some others in this thread, it's hard to say that this later incident started out entirely straight. However it was very public, anonymous and HOT!

I was sunning on a deserted nude beach out in California one day in March, a couple of years back. It was about 9 AM and the temp was right around 60, cold by the locals' standard but it sure felt good to me. The combination of warm sun and nakedness in nature already had me semi erect when a nicely built younger fellow (I'd say late twenties) came walking up the beach. He too was nude and I swear to God that his flaccid cock hung half way to his knees. As he walked that massive piece of meat swung back and forth slapping one thigh and then the other. I have no doubt that there was a practiced rhythm, or gait, to his walk to produce that very effect and it was probably what kept his flaccid dick so large and imposing. But it was a sight to behold and by the time he got to me I had a full blown boner.

In passing me by he said "Hi" and I really wanted to come up with something clever to break the ice and let him know how much I loved his cock. But, since he was half my age, I just returned his greeting in like manner as I didn't want to seem an old troll hitting on a younger guy. He continued on about a hundred feet and then, with his back to me, spread his towel on the sand. He did so while standing with his legs somewhat spread (perhaps on purpose?) which gave me a fabulous, albeit slightly distant, view of his humongous man meat pendulously swaying back and forth between his legs. Once settled on his towel he cast a few glances my way ... or was that just my imagination? By this time my cock was so hard that it ached. Glancing up and down the beach to be sure that there was no one else present, I got up and walked to the water's edge and back, sporting my rock hard erection.

As soon as I sat back down on my towel he got up and walked over to me, that monstrous cock still slapping back and forth between his thighs. When he got right up to me he asked "You mind if I have a closer look at that thing?" I said "That's what it's here for ..." and he sat down on my towel facing me. We each scanned the area near and far to be sure that we were still alone on the beach and then he grabbed my cock and began stroking it. Next, he leaned forward and brought his face right down to my throbbing penis. I thought he was going to take it into his mouth, and desperately wanted him to do so. But instead he just rolled his head about, getting the closeup look that he craved, slapping his face with my stiff cock several times. Then he raised back up to sitting position, lifted my legs over his and scooted right up against me cock to cock. By this time he was fully erect and I was surprised to see that his cock was about the same size as mine. Maybe a half inch, or so, longer but identical in girth. The guy was definitely a "shower" as opposed to a "grower." He began stroking both our cocks, first one hand on each and then with our cocks belly to belly and both his hands wrapped around the combined package.

I cannot begin to describe my thoughts, feelings and emotions as I looked down at those two nearly identical cockheads grinding together. For whatever reason it was one of the hottest sexual encounters I had ever experienced and I told him that he had me so turned on that I was liable to cum any minute. In a very sultry voice he said that he wanted my cum all over his dick, then he drooled a bunch of saliva on our two cocks and sped up his hand action. With that I released one of the most voluminous loads of cum I have ever witnessed. My second spurt looked to be the size of a tow rope and, straight up against gravity, nearly hit me in the face. Wave after wave of ejaculatory spasms continued as my cum drenched the both of us and I nearly blacked out. My vision actually dimmed considerably but I maintained consciousness. I was brought back to reality when that same sultry voice said "I am totally stoked over your hot cum on my dick, thanks buddy." Then he slapped me on the shoulder, got up and walked out to the surf line to rinse off.

I was absolutely stunned and just collapsed on my beach blanket, covered with my own cum. I lay there for five or ten minutes, then noticed a couple walking up the beach about a quarter mile away. So I got up, walked out into the surf, rinsed off and finally subdued my continuing erection with the cold saltwater. I would have loved to stick around and learn something about the guy. But he gave no indication that he was interested in going beyond a hot cock to cock frot session and I had friends to meet in town. So I picked up my gear, gave him a wave (he had resumed walking the beach with his provocative dick action) and left. But I most assuredly did not leave the memory behind me.

People can type however they wanna. Get it? Do ya?

I quite agree that interrupting a thread with a flaming complaint about someone's illiterate contribution is in bad taste, but I also empathize with lvsxy808's frustration. Please understand that to the minority of people with a post primary school education the term "Yah" may refer to:

Iah Yah, the Egyptian word for moon.

Jah, the Rastafari name of God.

Yah, one of the names of God used in the Tanakh (Hebrew Bible).

The IATA code for La Grande-4 Airport near Grand-Rivière, Quebec, Canada.

Ya, a common Semitic vocative particle, found in Arabic, Ugaritic and modern Hebrew slang (but not in Biblical Hebrew because of its homophony with the divine name). Part of the expressions Ya habibi ("O my friend" or "Hey Buddy") and Ya Allah ("O God").

or,

An alternative term for a Rah - a derogatory term for upper class students in British universities.

 

[B_Daav505]

Hmm,,,not sure if this counts or not, but it is the closest thing that has happend (or will happen with a dude,lol) & me.

Anyway I was like in 11th grade & this happened in the shower room after football pract. It was ealry in the season & the varsity, Jv & freshmen were all on field & ended up finishing about the same time. The showers were like really crowded, there is like 27 or 30 showerheads or something like that & they were all taken. I waited for an opening & took a quick shower. I guess this other dude (honestly dont remember his name) saw me turning off my shower & he came up behind me without me knowing it. So when I turned around i walked right into him. We were about same ht & Everything touched, everything,,, lol. We were stuck together for like a second or 2, then I tried to move one way & he went the same way, I moved the other & so did he, so we were stuck together for another second or 2 & yes EVERYTHING was still touching, lol. Finally I went one way & he went the other & we slid against each other & as we did my hand slid across his dick & his across mine. I have to admit it was a wierd feeling but it was kinda exciting I suppose. I think we were both self concious about it but I dont think that anyone even noticed. Sorry if its a lame story, but I have always thought of it as I my one gay experience since I was like stuck nude against another nuded dude & we touched dicks,,,lol.

 

[B_AZBiGuy]

Hmm,,,not sure if this counts or not, but it is the closest thing that has happend (or will happen with a dude,lol) & me.

Anyway I was like in 11th grade & this happened in the shower room after football pract. It was ealry in the season & the varsity, Jv & freshmen were all on field & ended up finishing about the same time. The showers were like really crowded, there is like 27 or 30 showerheads or something like that & they were all taken. I waited for an opening & took a quick shower. I guess this other dude (honestly dont remember his name) saw me turning off my shower & he came up behind me without me knowing it. So when I turned around i walked right into him. We were about same ht & Everything touched, everything,,, lol. We were stuck together for like a second or 2, then I tried to move one way & he went the same way, I moved the other & so did he, so we were stuck together for another second or 2 & yes EVERYTHING was still touching, lol. Finally I went one way & he went the other & we slid against each other & as we did my hand slid across his dick & his across mine. I have to admit it was a wierd feeling but it was kinda exciting I suppose. I think we were both self concious about it but I dont think that anyone even noticed. Sorry if its a lame story, but I have always thought of it as I my one gay experience since I was like stuck nude against another nuded dude & we touched dicks,,,lol.

That's actually a very funny, and innocent, story. Something that definitely would have happened to me at some point, had I tried to play football. I'm such an odd-ball when stuff like that happens too...

 

[mitchymo]

What the hell is with this past tense "cummed" ? Just because one word is deliberately mis-spelled doesn't mean you have to create a whole verb tense family around it. It's "came."

I also hate when people type like they would talk, thus forcing themselves to come up with stupid ways to spell their stupid artificial dialects.

And no, I have nothing to contribute to this thread, because all my situations are gay to begin with.

Its a progression of english and is perfectly fine to say.....firstly it differentiates between the sexual 'to come' and the literal 'to come' which is why the new 'cum' version is fine so the extension is fine too.....and speaking of messing with the english language.....where you from?

 

[Rocky14441]

Wow, thanks guys.
True Story #1. I'm sixteen, driving up to go skiing and two of my buddies are with me, and my brother is driving our parent's tiny little subaru. One of them, B, I had jerked off with a couple of times. the other one, C, I had a crush on, but never dared do anything because he was so straight.
So

 

[D_Andreas Sukov]

so....?

 

[Rocky14441]

Sorry, touch pad.
So B starts talking about this long car ride is giving him a hardon, how he can't stand it. All of us start squirming in our seats after a few minutes. B says "don't you just want to whip it out?" He's in the passenger seat, I'm in the back next to C. Finally, I say sure. I pull it out and C goes white as a sheet, but he watches me as I start to stroke it. B is taunting him from the front seat, and C finally gives in, he pulls out this cock, the first time I ever saw one my size. He is shy, but rock hard, and this really gets me going. I jerk off with B hanging over the seat watching me. I shoot over my shoulder, and C, sitting next to me, actually blushes. the really wierd part is that when I shot my load, my brother turned quick t see it, and nearly drives off the road.
B and I switch places so he can jerk off next to C, and he shoots his load with us watching. A few minutes later my brother switches lanes on a snow-filled highway, and we actually did three spins in the middle of the highway, ending up facing in the wrong direction. I can tell you, that was nothing next to being in that car with all that cock.
Everyone else in that car is married with kids, mme, I still like the cock. And the skiing was fantastic.

 

[Rocky14441]

True Story #2
Back in college, I was trying to be straight, all my friends knew me as straight, and the straightest guy I've ever known is my best friend Dave.
I had just finished having sex with my girlfriend, Dina, when we hear the door to the bedroom open. She says: "Oh my god, I hope that's the dog." No such luck, it dave, super stud straight guy, my ex-college roomate. He climbs into bed with us, dressed only in his underwear, and starts trying to convince Dina to go for a threesome. She was freaked out, I was totally freaked out, because by then I knew I was gay and would rather die than tell anyone, and here's daving rubbing his hand on my leg, trying to talk us into getting into it.
Sorry, guys, I baled out. I was hard as a rock, thinking of all those times watching Dave get out of the shower (great ass, small cock) and knowing that if we started something, he'd figure out how gay I was pretty quick.
To this day Dave jokes about it, thinks it's hilarious. After all the time we spent together, I think he's a straight guy who just wanted something kinkyy to look back on. I had already stolen one of his girlfriends, and I think in some way he was trying to even up the scoreboard.
I could also put this on a thread: Biggest Regret Over Chickening Out.

 

[Silvertip]

What the hell is with this past tense "cummed" ? ...

Its a progression of english and is perfectly fine to say...

You are absolutely correct, mitchymo, language is a living, evolving thing and "cum" is already an accepted part of the English lexicon, it's even being recognized in some of the more liberal dictionaries. But some of us old curmudgeons have a hard time accepting change, my apologies.

And my apologies to you, uncutcock22, I'm not really hijacking this thread as I'll relate one of my other Straight Situations Turned Gay, although it's not so much the "hottest" as it is the most poignant. I've thought long and hard (puns intended) about posting this because I certainly wouldn't want to betray a trust with an old friend. But I figure I can tell it in a fashion that won't identify anyone to where it could be a potential problem. It's something that's been on my mind for some time and it will be cathartic for me to get it off my chest and share it.

Several years ago I had a wonderful lady friend with whom I was sexually intimate. No size queen she, it was almost as though she enjoyed me in spite of my size but we were really compatible and we had a great time together for as long as it lasted. She knew that I was orally bi but during our time together she was all I needed, I really didn't crave any cock. She wound up moving out of the area due to a career change and I only saw her sporadically after that, mostly when she would come to visit friends and family who still lived in my area. She finally hooked up with a new boyfriend near where she now lives and we stopped seeing each other altogether after that. But a year or so after I had last heard from her she e-mailed me and asked if I could join her and her new boyfriend (by then her significant other) for dinner sometime, just to get acquainted. He knew that she and I had once been an item but she sold the idea to him on the basis that I was an easy going, laid back sort of guy who could benefit from the "closure" I might gain from meeting him and knowing that she was happy and doing well in her new life. All of that was very true, but little did I know that she had other motives behind the three of us getting together.

So the next time I had a reason to travel to their part of the state we set up a mutually convenient date for dinner together, at her house. He turned out to be a helluva nice guy, as I would have expected her to find, and we hit it off well with each other. Somehow I had gotten the impression from her that he was a rather small and insecure guy but he turned out to be anything but that. Over six feet tall, in good shape, an avid hunter & fisherman, totally masculine and completely straight he and I had much (if not everything) in common. After dinner we settled down to drinks and conversation. I elected to imbibe in my favorite whisky, thinking full well that I wasn't going to be having any sex with my ex-girlfriend that night (at my age hard liquor definitely has the opposite effect of an aphrodesiac!)

Well after a few drinks the conversation got more and more lascivious in nature and pretty soon she blurted out that she'd really like to have one-time, never again to be repeated 3-way sex with him and me that very night. He wasn't as shocked as I would have expected saying instead that such a threesome had long been a fantasy of his but he hadn't thought it would ever happen. He also said that it would have to be totally straight with her being the entire focus for him and me. For my part I cautioned that I might not be all that useful anyway as the whiskey had taken the edge off my libido. That sort of talk and figurative feeling-out of each other continued in a nervous atmosphere until she simply started to take off her clothes, I mean right there in the living room! That broke the ice and we all adjourned to the bedroom and got undressed.

The first thing I noticed was that he had a small, but altogether erect, dick. I'm guessing that it was no more than five inches in length and probably four in circumference. The second thing I noticed was that he couldn't keep his eyes off of my own semi-erection. Well, after some finger fucking, he mounted her doggy style and I sucked and played with her tits while she gave me a hand job. True to my "whiskey prediction" I got nearly, but not fully, erect in the process. But even as I noshed on her tits I could catch glimpses of him continuing to stare at my cock in her hand as he pumped her from behind. Then she rolled over on her back and the two of them adopted a 69 position. I moved to the foot of the king size bed and joined him in giving her pleasure orally and manually. We took turns fingering, licking and tonguing her labia and clit as she devoured his cock. For some reason sharing this lovely lady's pussy with this guy I had just met really turned me on and I finally achieved a full, rock-hard erection. Then she abruptly rolled over and said that what she would really, really, really like is for us two guys to suck each others cocks. That surprised me and seemed to shock him but I noticed that he kept staring at my now rock hard cock, as I lay on the bed and slowly stroked it ... damn but I'm an inveterate exhibitionist. She cooed and begged and pleaded and finally got him to grab my cock and just stroke it. Not long after he grabbed my dick he dove down and started sucking it like a banshee. Not great on technique but I'd have to give him an A+ for enthusiasm.

There we were with me lying on my back being sucked, he on hands and knees doing the sucking and she moved around behind him almost as though she were going to doggy fuck him with a dildo. What she did instead was to slowly move his hindquarters in a circle, the pivot point of which was his mouth and my dick. She finally got his hind end around until he was straddling my face and I started sucking him. Even though his dick was quite small it was perfectly proportioned and very aesthetically pleasing to me, and he had a nice full set of balls. It was very easy for me to take his dick all the way down to where his pubic bone was against my chin and I absolutely loved the feel of his ample, soft testicles bouncing about my nose and eyelids. All that considered I figured it wouldn't take me long to cum, but the combination of the whiskey and his inexperienced technique soon made it obvious that it just wasn't going to happen. But apparently my own sucking technique and his fascination with my cock eventually got to him as he quickly pulled away saying that he was close to cumming.

She exclaimed "No, no, no, I want you in me when you cum." So he mounted her missionary style and very slowly began thrusting. I moved up to the head of the bed, facing him and straddling her head with my thighs and began beating my meat for both of them to watch (again, I'm an incurable exhibitionist!) He increased his tempo and they both began to moan a little, so I increased my own stroking frenzy and occasionally let my slapping balls just graze her forehead. It didn't take too much of that before I lost it and shot my wad all over their clean sheets. Right after that she writhed and clenched her way to her final orgasm and he immediately followed suit. It was as close to a perfect 3-way simutaneous orgasm as I've ever experienced. We all collapsed on the bed and engaged in small talk for awhile, then I got up and got dressed. I refused their offer for me to spend the night as there was no way it could get any better than it already was, I already had checked into a hotel room nearby and I could just sense that they needed to spend the rest of the night together, alone.

A few days later, when I got home, there was an e-mail message awaiting me ... and that's the last I've heard from her. She confessed that her original intentions were to get the three of us in bed and mildly apologized for being less than truthful about her "dinner" invitation. She went on to say that her man had something of a small-dick complex and she thought if he met a nice guy with a big dick he would learn that we're all basically the same in compatibility, personality and human values irrespective of dick size. She also protested that she had no intention of pulling him into a bisexual or homosexual interaction with me, her sudden wish for us to engage in mutual cock sucking apparently just being spontaneous. I can believe that is true as even though she knew I was bi she never showed any interest in having a 3-way when we were together, that night with her boyfriend being the only time that it ever happened. She said that it was great that I chose to drink whiskey before we got down and dirty because my reluctant big-dick erection, compared to her own man's rock hard small dick, seemed to lift his self esteem. She didn't say as much but I suspect that she also wanted to give her lover some rock-solid proof that she and I were no longer an item and that I wouldn't pose any threat to their relationship. Whether that was part of her motivation or not, it's certainly an absolute truth.

For my own part I know that I'll always remember that wonderful lady, and miss her dearly. I'm entirely convinced that had I been willing to commit to a LTR she and I would still be together, but that just wasn't in the cards for me at the time. And I'll likely not get another chance to take the plunge with someone that special. But I take solace in the fact that she has moved on to a life and a relationship that is complete and truly rewarding for her. I am sure that if something were to happen where her life were falling apart she would get in touch with me. So as long as I hear nothing I am content in the knowledge that she's doing fine.

ST

 

[laissez faire]

The following is an absolutely true story I wrote with the intention of posting another website, but it works here too--even though it's a little long, hopefully you'll think it's worth it. It's also the first time I encountered a cock larger than mine, which I thought was very cool. There's also a sequel, but that's for another day.
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I met Joe during the latter part of the first year of Law School; we were in a study group together and finally noticed that we seemed to be the only ones in our group who didn't take our course of study or ourselves so damned seriously. We really got to be good friends when we both were research assistants to our Constitutional Law professor the summer between 2nd and 3rd year; it was a cush job, and we worked out a system wherein we worked in the library in the morning and spent all afternoon watching baseball and getting high. We also would regularly peruse his collection of porn and talked about sex and what girls in our classes we'd like to pop (there weren't many). Once he talked about one them he actually did score with, and mentioned in the course of the discussion that she liked his cock because it was big and had a downward curve. I had seen Joe's soft cock once when he was getting dressed and was impressed-it looked to be a good 5" when flaccid-but I thought at the time that that was just typical guy bragging, because Joe was not a particularly large person, a little over 6' tall and on the thin side, and I didn't think it likely that his cock would be anything but proportional. I assumed it was one that would just basically harden and not lengthen substantially since it was so large at rest. I responded that mine was pretty big too, and he nodded thoughtfully--I'm 6'4" with an 8" cock, pretty big by most standards--but the discussion ended there. It was a fun summer.

As the third year of school progressed, my wife of 2 years started staying out late several nights a week doing God knows what, leaving me with pretty much time alone, so I started visiting Joe some nights, drinking and getting high, looking at porn, basically continuing our summer pattern. One night he suggested that we head over to the adult book store in the next town to restock the library, and I heartily agreed. About halfway there, he mentioned that he might go into one of the booths in the back and try to get a blow job from somebody in an adjacent booth. Knowing that the only people in those booths were men, I sat in stunned silence for a moment, my mind racing, and said to him "You've done that?" "Sure," he replied, "Sex is pretty much sex to me; it all feels good, so why not?"

I again sat in silence for a minute, processing this, my mind continuing to race and trying to decide where to take this conversation, considering that was almost exactly my philosophy of life also. I decided to float a trial balloon, and related how I had fooled around with several of my friends in grammar school and enjoyed it. Now it was his turn to sit in silence for a minute, before he dropped what must have been a difficult question to ask: "So, would you be interested in doing something like that?" I thought about it for maybe a second before answering "Sure-that'd be cool. Should we go back to your place?" He grunted "OK", and I turned the car around. We rode in silence for a few minutes; my mouth was dry and my pulse was apparent to me, particularly in my groin. I heard Joe lick his lips, and a moment later he said in a low voice "I'm getting real turned on here", and I saw him shift in his seat and adjust something at his crotch. After a moment or so the suspense was killing me so I reached over in the dark car and put my hand between his legs, feeling the heat from his groin and the base of a substantial hardness that continued and continued as I slowly moved my hand down his leg; seemingly about halfway to his knee, I could feel the bulbous head of his cock, and I knew he hadn't been exaggerating its size. This thing was huge, and as I rested my hand on it I could feel it throb and grow even larger under my touch.

We parked the car and walked quickly up to his dorm room, trying to hide the bulges in our pants; he had on baggy jeans, and I could clearly see the outline of his cock down the left leg, which excited me all the more. Once in his room, we sat down and looked at each other, neither of us quite sure where to start. As he started unbuckling his pants but before pulling down his zipper, he looked at me and said "This is hard," I think referring to being somewhat uncomfortable with the situation, but in the same moment he pulled his pants down to his knees and I could see that there was something else hard--bobbing up in front of him was probably the most magnificent penis I had ever seen, even in porn movies. It was over nine inches long with a head the size of a small plum, and with, as he had said, a pronounced downward curve. His balls were also large and hung low in their sack. He wasn't kidding when he said he had a big cock. It looked even bigger due to his relatively slight stature. As he sat down and began to fondle his erection, I dropped my pants also. My dick, only half hard when we started, had swelled to its full eight inches at the sight of his splendid tool. We both sat there for a moment and slowly masturbated, drinking in the sight of the other. His cock, I noticed, was pumping out a fairly copious stream of precome, which ran down the head and onto his hand. I had to feel this. I got to my knees and crawled over to where he sat and he smiled at my approach, removing his hand from his cock to allow me access, and it swayed gently as he released it. As I gripped his hot shaft and began to jack it slowly, I was amazed by the size of the organ in my hand. As I've said, I'm a large person with fairly large hands, and as the bottom of my hand rested on the base there was a good five inches of cock protruding from my closed fist. "Wow," I had to say, "You've got a really nice dick here-biggest one I've ever seen." "Uuuhmm, thanks," he moaned in reply, "What you're doing feels really good...I've never had any complaints, although some chicks thought it was too big." "Well, I'm certainly not going to say that," I said, "Let's see how it fits..." and I leaned down and sucked the head into my mouth, lowering as far down onto the shaft as I could. When it hit the back of my throat, my lips were about halfway down the length. I could taste the thin salty precome that continued to leak in an amazing amount from his slit, and increased as I began to move my mouth slowly up and down his prodigious length. "Ooooohhhh, shit, I'm going to come pretty soon and I don't want to yet," he gasped, "Let me do you." If I hadn't seen the amount of precome he was producing before I started sucking him I might have thought he WAS coming, as the amount increased noticeably the closer he got to orgasm.

I cooperatively sat back on the couch as he came over and knelt in front of me, his hugely swollen cock swaying in front of him like a billy club as he came over. I was mesmerized by the sight of it, but then snapped back to reality as he lowered his mouth over my throbbing hardness and began swirling his tongue around the head. As his head bobbed up and down on my rock hard shaft I could see his long pole bounce in front of him in tandem, so I reached over and filled my hand with it, jerking him off slowly as he sucked me. "Whoa, this is too much for me, too," I said, "Let's do each other."

We lay on our sides on the floor and I fondled the immense cock that was now only a few inches from my face. As I cupped and rolled his big balls in one hand I jacked the fat shaft very slowly with the other and licked around the circumference of the swollen head. He groaned, long and low, and an actual spurt interrupted the steady flow of precome, which then resumed.

Within a minute or so, things turned serious. I could feel the shaking in my extremities begin that meant the onset of a major come-blast, and Joe was starting to moan "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmm" around my stiff shaft as he sucked me. Suddenly I felt the continuous stream of precome increase, his cock swelled, impossibly, even larger in my mouth, and the stream turned into a flood as his cock pulsed and jerked out his load into my mouth and then onto the floor. I noted with interest that his come didn't shoot out, but rather poured out continuously as if the length of his dick cancelled out the pulsing and flexing I felt. Then, as his ejaculation was in mid flow, he removed his mouth from my cock with a huge groan, unfortunately just as I started to come, so I blasted a very powerful load onto his chin and onto his chest-I almost felt like I was peeing, the flow was so strong. As our orgasms wound down we lay back, still gently jacking the other's softening cock. "That was intense," he said with conviction, and I had to agree.

Joe and I got together the next night also, and, after mutually determining we had no regrets about the previous night, started all over again. We got it on again several times during the course of third year, and then graduated and went our separate ways.

 

[rheno]

that was incredibly hot mate...

 

[sixlittleboi]

Me and my roommate (girl) had some friends over. Everyone was drinking and laughing. I am the only gay guy there. We all keep drinking and one guy, Daniel, keeps making these jokes that he hasn't ever made before. Two of my friends are actually a couple and the guy makes a joke that his girlfriend doesn't like and she laughs and says she's not gonna blow him ever again. We laugh and Daniel says if she won't do it then he will, and points at me. I'm like what?! He laughs and says yeah right like you wouldn't suck my dick. I laugh it off and the conversation moves onto other things. Well I ended up giving Daniel a ride home. He tells me he's gonna get sick so I should pull over. I pull off into a new subdivision where there aren't really any houses. I don't want him getting sick on someone's yard. Anyway when i turn off the car he asks me to suck him off. I laugh thinking he's joking. Nope. He unzips and he's hard as a rock. I do what i do best, and when I finish he looks at me and grabs my head and sticks his tongue down my throat. Then he says thanks like I just helped him change a tire and I drove him home completely confused the entire way. Never happened again and we never told anyone or talked about it. Oh well it was FREAKIN' awesome anyway.

 

[ginger_qboy]

Hmm,,,not sure if this counts or not, but it is the closest thing that has happend (or will happen with a dude,lol) & me.

Anyway I was like in 11th grade & this happened in the shower room after football pract. It was ealry in the season & the varsity, Jv & freshmen were all on field & ended up finishing about the same time. The showers were like really crowded, there is like 27 or 30 showerheads or something like that & they were all taken. I waited for an opening & took a quick shower. I guess this other dude (honestly dont remember his name) saw me turning off my shower & he came up behind me without me knowing it. So when I turned around i walked right into him. We were about same ht & Everything touched, everything,,, lol. We were stuck together for like a second or 2, then I tried to move one way & he went the same way, I moved the other & so did he, so we were stuck together for another second or 2 & yes EVERYTHING was still touching, lol. Finally I went one way & he went the other & we slid against each other & as we did my hand slid across his dick & his across mine. I have to admit it was a wierd feeling but it was kinda exciting I suppose. I think we were both self concious about it but I dont think that anyone even noticed. Sorry if its a lame story, but I have always thought of it as I my one gay experience since I was like stuck nude against another nuded dude & we touched dicks,,,lol.

ok, I love your story! it's cute!

I think I'd die of humiliation if that happened to me, and I'M GAY!

I hate to tell ya, but it's NOT a "gay" experience!!!!!!

But it is a sweet story!

 

[schwulboy1989]

Its a progression of english and is perfectly fine to say.....firstly it differentiates between the sexual 'to come' and the literal 'to come' which is why the new 'cum' version is fine so the extension is fine too.....and speaking of messing with the english language.....where you from?

i quite agree...(i realize this is off topic, but i'm a sort of free-lance linguist, and I love discussions like this)...the goal of a "dialect" is to simplify a language, or to make communication easier...
I appreciate the original complaint that people need to quit modifying the language, but just think about the things that used to be slang that have entered common language...things that years ago would have been inappropriate or new...

if you have understood a person, then have they not communicated successfully?

 

[DenverGND]

I don't know if this qualifies or not, but here is my experience.

I had a friend who was straight (had been married w/kids, but was divorced, and had a girlfriend at the time) but over time, since he knew I was gay, had confided with me that he'd been curious about what it would be like to be with a guy.

Well, one time we went mountain biking together and had plans to go out to dinner and a movie that evening. We got back later than expected, so to save time, we decided to jump in the shower together.

He was in the front of the shower (in the water stream) and I was behind him. As he was washing his front side, I grabbed some shower gel and started washing his back. When he turned around to rinse off his back, I noticed that he was totally erect (and had a large dick that would fit in quite well on this website!). Well, this immediately gave me one as well.

Feeling brave, I ran my hands down his torso, and took his erect penis in my right hand. Our eyes met, and I started stroking him gently. I could see in his eyes that he didn't mind what I was doing. I asked him if he was serious about being curious about what it would be like to be with a guy, and he said he was. I asked him if he felt comfortable experiencing it with me, and he said he was.

So I got down on my knees and went to work on his rock hard dick. After quite some time, he pulled me back up to a standing position and told me it was my turn. I thought he was going to give me head as well, but he switched places with me and turned me so that I was facing the showerhead. He took shower gel and washed my back, and I could feel his dick against my butt cheeks. He got my back and ass really soapy, and then said he'd wondered what it would be like to be inside a guy. I told him to go for it, and he did. Well, I don't think he thrust more than 2 or 3 times and he shot his load inside me.

He was so apologetic... both that he came so quickly (he said that it couldn't have been all that great for me that he finished so quickly) and also that he hadn't asked if he could shoot inside me, but assured me that I wasn't going to get anything (and I didn't).

Later at dinner (which we were late for, so we missed the movie), he said that he felt like he had used me to satisfy his curiosity, and he hoped that it wouldn't hurt our friendship. I told him that I was honored that he felt comfortable enough with me to do it, and flattered that I was able to turn him on so much that he shot so quickly.

We never did anal sex again, but a couple of other times I did enjoy giving him head while we were hanging out at each other's places. He had a truly amazing dick and I loved playing with it. He seemed genuine when he told me that the head I gave him was better than any he'd received from his wife or girlfriends, but who knows, he might have just been flattering me so that I would give him more head.