- Gay Stories -
Straight Male / 55
My Best Friend
My best friend, and next door neighbor, family had a lake house they would invite me to every summer.
One July, when I was probably 14, they asked me to come up for a week. The lake house had a couple of bedrooms on the first floor but the second floor was totally open with just three beds in it. His family invited a couple of extra friends over for the night forcing my friend and I to share a bed.
We got into bed and talked for a while but things eventually got quite. While I was laying there trying to fall asleep I felt his arm slide my way and all of a sudden his hand was on my soft cock. It shocked me at first and I quickly pushed him away without saying anything. He immediately reached over and he started playing with me again. This cycle repeated itself a couple of times until I realized how nice it felt having another hand on my cock. Before I knew it I was hard as a rock. It felt amazing! He played with me for a while, Jerking me and gently massaging my balls. I was in heaven and quietly laid there enjoying him exploring my cock. Until then it was only my hand that pleasured my cock and having another soft, warm hand on my junk felt incredible.
When he was done he slid his hand off me and placed my hand on his hard dick. I didn’t fight it. I gently rubbed his hard on, having another cock in my hand was surreal and intoxicating. My head was swimming at the feel of his hot dick in my hand. I slowly stroked him and played with the seamen leaking from his swollen head. I used my other hand to gently roll his soft balls with my fingers. I didn’t want to stop and played with him for a long time. Causing him to breath heavy and quietly moan drove me crazy, I loved being the reason why he felt so good. We traded roles a few times and eventually fell asleep after a long time of pleasuring each other.
That night led to years of us spending hours at a time exploring each other. We would “sleep” over at each other’s houses just to spend the night playing. I had a first floor bedroom and he would sneak in through my window, no one knew he was in my bedroom so we would lock my door and spend all day in there. He gave me my first blow job and my first full on orgasm and I cherish that memory. Absolutely no regrets, it was perfect.
We eventually started dating girls and moved on with our lives but I always fondly look back at those play times and fantasize about experiencing all of that again with another guy.
One July, when I was probably 14, they asked me to come up for a week. The lake house had a couple of bedrooms on the first floor but the second floor was totally open with just three beds in it. His family invited a couple of extra friends over for the night forcing my friend and I to share a bed.
We got into bed and talked for a while but things eventually got quite. While I was laying there trying to fall asleep I felt his arm slide my way and all of a sudden his hand was on my soft cock. It shocked me at first and I quickly pushed him away without saying anything. He immediately reached over and he started playing with me again. This cycle repeated itself a couple of times until I realized how nice it felt having another hand on my cock. Before I knew it I was hard as a rock. It felt amazing! He played with me for a while, Jerking me and gently massaging my balls. I was in heaven and quietly laid there enjoying him exploring my cock. Until then it was only my hand that pleasured my cock and having another soft, warm hand on my junk felt incredible.
When he was done he slid his hand off me and placed my hand on his hard dick. I didn’t fight it. I gently rubbed his hard on, having another cock in my hand was surreal and intoxicating. My head was swimming at the feel of his hot dick in my hand. I slowly stroked him and played with the seamen leaking from his swollen head. I used my other hand to gently roll his soft balls with my fingers. I didn’t want to stop and played with him for a long time. Causing him to breath heavy and quietly moan drove me crazy, I loved being the reason why he felt so good. We traded roles a few times and eventually fell asleep after a long time of pleasuring each other.
That night led to years of us spending hours at a time exploring each other. We would “sleep” over at each other’s houses just to spend the night playing. I had a first floor bedroom and he would sneak in through my window, no one knew he was in my bedroom so we would lock my door and spend all day in there. He gave me my first blow job and my first full on orgasm and I cherish that memory. Absolutely no regrets, it was perfect.
We eventually started dating girls and moved on with our lives but I always fondly look back at those play times and fantasize about experiencing all of that again with another guy.
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# 61456 - by Dev8ed / October 22, 2022
