My first and only guy...
I am straight. My best friend is gay. I knew it the moment I met him, but when I found out he had a girlfriend I thought that maybe I was mistaken. He had a string of girlfriends, not only because he was in touch with his feminine side and was very funny, but he also looked exactly like a young Mark Harmon. He was also always immaculately groomed and was a great dresser.
We had a routine going. A few nights a week we would meet up for drinks and then we'd hang out at his or my place afterwards.
Then he got engaged to a girl and they moved in together. Our routine didn't change, but his fiancee didn't like the fact that we hung out together at all, she was jealous and one night she chased me out of their apartment while accusing us of having an affair. I then knew that my suspision was spot on and that he, in fact, was gay.
We continued to hang out, but not as much as we used to and never at their place. One night I got drunk and had the courage to ask him to his face if he was gay. He confessed that he was and that his engagement was just for the benefit of his family and career, but shortly after our conversation he broke off his engagement, moved back in with his parents and came out.
Our friendship didn't change, but our routine did. Now he wanted to go to gay clubs only and although I enjoyed it I needed to chase girls as well and we made a deal to alternate between gay and straight clubs.
As he was living with his parents again, he welcomed any chance to break away. One of his co-workers was going on holiday and she asked my friend to housesit for her. She had a penthouse in the city much closer to our hangout spots, so he asked me to stay in the penthouse with him for the weekend.
On the first night we were going to hit a gay club, but this club only opened its doors at midnight. After dinner he asked me if I would mind if he put some porn on the TV. I liked porn, so I agreed. He then warned me that it was gay porn and I reluctantly said that it I would give it a try.
The couches were arranged in a L shape and I lay down on the couch on the side and he sat on the couch parralel to the TV which meant I had to turn my head to look at him. I took this position, so he wouldnt see me blush or see disgust in my face as I didn't know how I would react.
So we watched gay porn and I was oddly arroused by it. At one stage he mentioned he was horney and without thinking I said he was welcome to jerk off. After a while I heard him moaning softly and turned my head and there he was, pants pulled down, stroking his cock. The sight arroused me more. Maybe it was because he had a very aesthetically pleasing penis. It wasn't veiney like mine, it was smooth, straight, cut and very symmetric. It looked so beautiful. So perfect.
By then my own cock was trying to tear through my pants and I also pulled my dick out and started stroking myself. After a minute or so I looked back at him and he was still playing with himself, but instead of looking at the TV his eyes were glued to my cock. I was becoming very sexually charged by then and took off my pants, got up and sat down next to him.
His hand moved to my cock, but just before touching me he pulled his hand away. I grabbed his hand and put it on my cock which he gripped tight. At that moment he started to shiver and cum started oozing from his cock. He started moving his hand up and down my cock, his eyes were closed. After a few strokes he got down from the couch on his knees between my legs, opened his eyes, looked into mine and asked me 'may I?', to which I replied, 'you may'. He closed his eyes again and directed my rock hard cock into his mouth. It felt so warm. So good.
I had had many blowjobs from many girls by then, but none were performed so expertly as he did. As I neared orgasm he started moaning loudly which only heightened my arousal. I unloaded a huge amount of cum into his mouth. He got up and sat next to me again, both of us fighting for breath.
After catching my breath I told him I would return the favour if he went and wiped off his dick which was still covered in his cum. He jumped up and ran giggling to the main bedroom. I then had a thought that if someone had told me a few hours before that I would be getting ready to suck my first cock I would have thought them insane.
I got up and went to the bedroom where he was in the en suite washing his cock. He laid down on the bed next to me. I put my hand under him and cupped his balls. Then I went down and took his cock in my mouth. It was still limp, so I suckled at it like a teat at first, but he got hard very quick and I loved feeling it grow in my mouth. As it started growing I started moving my head up and down while lightly fondling his balls. He screamed at the top of his voice as he exploded in my mouth.
Needless to say we didn't go to the club that night and spent the weekend and following week jerking and sucking each other off in various ways and positions.
We talked and he knew that this was only fooling around.
We are still close friends. He is in a stable long term relationship now with an awesome guy and I am happily married to a beautiful woman. I have never fooled around with another guy since, but still smile when I thinks about the fun we had. It is our dirty little secret.
I am straight. My best friend is gay. I knew it the moment I met him, but when I found out he had a girlfriend I thought that maybe I was mistaken. He had a string of girlfriends, not only because he was in touch with his feminine side and was very funny, but he also looked exactly like a young Mark Harmon. He was also always immaculately groomed and was a great dresser.
We had a routine going. A few nights a week we would meet up for drinks and then we'd hang out at his or my place afterwards.
Then he got engaged to a girl and they moved in together. Our routine didn't change, but his fiancee didn't like the fact that we hung out together at all, she was jealous and one night she chased me out of their apartment while accusing us of having an affair. I then knew that my suspision was spot on and that he, in fact, was gay.
We continued to hang out, but not as much as we used to and never at their place. One night I got drunk and had the courage to ask him to his face if he was gay. He confessed that he was and that his engagement was just for the benefit of his family and career, but shortly after our conversation he broke off his engagement, moved back in with his parents and came out.
Our friendship didn't change, but our routine did. Now he wanted to go to gay clubs only and although I enjoyed it I needed to chase girls as well and we made a deal to alternate between gay and straight clubs.
As he was living with his parents again, he welcomed any chance to break away. One of his co-workers was going on holiday and she asked my friend to housesit for her. She had a penthouse in the city much closer to our hangout spots, so he asked me to stay in the penthouse with him for the weekend.
On the first night we were going to hit a gay club, but this club only opened its doors at midnight. After dinner he asked me if I would mind if he put some porn on the TV. I liked porn, so I agreed. He then warned me that it was gay porn and I reluctantly said that it I would give it a try.
The couches were arranged in a L shape and I lay down on the couch on the side and he sat on the couch parralel to the TV which meant I had to turn my head to look at him. I took this position, so he wouldnt see me blush or see disgust in my face as I didn't know how I would react.
So we watched gay porn and I was oddly arroused by it. At one stage he mentioned he was horney and without thinking I said he was welcome to jerk off. After a while I heard him moaning softly and turned my head and there he was, pants pulled down, stroking his cock. The sight arroused me more. Maybe it was because he had a very aesthetically pleasing penis. It wasn't veiney like mine, it was smooth, straight, cut and very symmetric. It looked so beautiful. So perfect.
By then my own cock was trying to tear through my pants and I also pulled my dick out and started stroking myself. After a minute or so I looked back at him and he was still playing with himself, but instead of looking at the TV his eyes were glued to my cock. I was becoming very sexually charged by then and took off my pants, got up and sat down next to him.
His hand moved to my cock, but just before touching me he pulled his hand away. I grabbed his hand and put it on my cock which he gripped tight. At that moment he started to shiver and cum started oozing from his cock. He started moving his hand up and down my cock, his eyes were closed. After a few strokes he got down from the couch on his knees between my legs, opened his eyes, looked into mine and asked me 'may I?', to which I replied, 'you may'. He closed his eyes again and directed my rock hard cock into his mouth. It felt so warm. So good.
I had had many blowjobs from many girls by then, but none were performed so expertly as he did. As I neared orgasm he started moaning loudly which only heightened my arousal. I unloaded a huge amount of cum into his mouth. He got up and sat next to me again, both of us fighting for breath.
After catching my breath I told him I would return the favour if he went and wiped off his dick which was still covered in his cum. He jumped up and ran giggling to the main bedroom. I then had a thought that if someone had told me a few hours before that I would be getting ready to suck my first cock I would have thought them insane.
I got up and went to the bedroom where he was in the en suite washing his cock. He laid down on the bed next to me. I put my hand under him and cupped his balls. Then I went down and took his cock in my mouth. It was still limp, so I suckled at it like a teat at first, but he got hard very quick and I loved feeling it grow in my mouth. As it started growing I started moving my head up and down while lightly fondling his balls. He screamed at the top of his voice as he exploded in my mouth.
Needless to say we didn't go to the club that night and spent the weekend and following week jerking and sucking each other off in various ways and positions.
We talked and he knew that this was only fooling around.
We are still close friends. He is in a stable long term relationship now with an awesome guy and I am happily married to a beautiful woman. I have never fooled around with another guy since, but still smile when I thinks about the fun we had. It is our dirty little secret.
