It was just another drinking session with my mate Steve, nothing out of the ordinary, just plenty of alcohol.


At the end of the night, Steve suggested that we went back to his place to drink more. We really didn’t need to, as we were drunk already. I was game for that; I have never been one for refusing a drink up. It was a very muggy night; the remnants of a scorching hot summer day. We got back to his place, kicked off our shoes and opened a tinny.


“Take your top off, make yourself at home” said Steve, as he peeled his top off. I pulled my t-shirt off and took another guzzle from the can. “Come and sit here mate” Steve said, patting the sofa cushion next to him. “Do you mind if I take my socks off, man, my feet are really hot” I asked, as I sat down.


He was guzzling from the can, so he gestured and acknowledgement. So there we sat, watching TV in our jeans. We were talking about something and nothing, just drunk talking, watching some porn. I was becoming hard and quite aware that I was bulging in my jeans. Steve nudged into me and said that he could see that I was enjoying the film, well at that point I was really embarrassed. Steve got up and went out to get another can for the pair of us, I took the opportunity to have a little rearrangement, trying to reduce my embarrassment. As Steve walked back in the room, I noticed he was only wearing his boxer shorts. He too was enjoying the show; he was hard as a rock. I don't know why, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of his body. I had never seen him like this before and I was actually finding him quite cute. He was a little younger than me; he was very athletic and had the build to reflect that!


“I thought I would make you feel a little more relaxed. I'm horny too” Steve announced as he walked towards me. I take the can from him and looked at his bulge, I don't know why, but I just said “well I'm surprised that you didn’t strip off and just let it all hang out mate”. He just smiled at me and whipped his boxers off and grabbed his cock and looked right at me. I could feel that I was colouring up and knew I had overstepped the mark with him. He just started laughing at me and sat down; he put his can down and leant into me again. “Get ‘em off, you know you want to” Steve started looking at my bulge. I was torn, do I take them off, or do I retain the boundaries and leave it alone. Before I knew what was happening, Steve put his arm around my neck and cuddled me and started to unbutton my jeans. “Don’t panic mate, I'm just making the decision for you”. He unbuttoned to my jeans, unzipped me and run his fingers across my cock.


That was enough to make my cock swell further. “Just relax” he whispered in my ear. He opened up my zipper, released his cuddle of me and dropped to his knees. He sat on his feet, gathering his stability he then grabbed the bottom of my jeans, pulling the legs, to release me from their grip. I don't know how to explain it, but he became almost sexual in his efforts. He then lent forward and placed his hands down the back of my jeans, almost massaging his way down my arse, using a finger tip crawl down my arse, holding the top of my jeans with his thumbs. I sat up slightly and allowed him to take them well under me, he then dropped his face into my crutch, breathing heavily into my boxer shorts, making my cock twitch to his breathing. At this point, there was no talking and I closed my eyes and just kept thinking how I wanted to fuck him now. I also could not understand what was happening and why it was happening.


Steve then gently moved up the leg of my boxers and gently touched my balls. “Man you’ve got big balls” Steve said, that kind of broke the moment and I couldn’t help myself and I just started laughing. I looked down at Steve and smiled, “I bet you say that to all the boys!”. He started laughing and got almost heated up by that and really tugged at my boxers, almost in rush to get to my cock. He took my cock in one hand and used his thumb to rub over the tip of my cock. “Wow, you’re circumcised. That’s hot, I have never been this close to a cock before and I didn’t know how different it feels from an uncut cock, like mine.” I looked at Steve and smiled, thinking how mad the whole situation was. Steve fucked women for England, I had never ever thought of him as being interested in men. He just seemed like the ‘normal sports mad shagger’. This was all his doing and although there was no complaint from me, I wondered where it was all going. I didn’t have to wait long.


There was a dew drop showing just on the tip of my cock. Steve started tapping it with his finger, gently massaging it around the head of my cock. Almost in slow motion, Steve stuck his tongue out and licked the precum off of my cock tip, and opened up my cum chute flicking across it. He had a really long tongue and had quite a point to it too. I don't know why, but I slowly reached down to Steve’s head and placed it on the side of his face and under his chin. He leant into my hand, slowly pulling back; he took my thumb into his mouth. Giving it a real sensual sucking, he just looked at me and winked.


I was fit to spurt, it was that hot and unexpected. Steve stood up, still sucking my thumb and pulling me up with him. He lead me to the stairs, he stepped onto the first step and pulled me in close behind him. My cock touched his arse, which spurred him on up the stairs, holding my hand as we went up the stairs.
We reached his bedroom, we walked in, and it was pitch black, with no curtains up at the windows, not even nets. He pulled me in close and we stood facing each other. “Are you sure about this” I asked. He pushed me onto the bed and crawled onto the bed. He came face to face with me, running his hand along my chest, stomach and pushed my cock downwards in between his fingers. At this time, I could feel his lips touching mine. We kissed and I have to say, it was a real hot and something I had never done before. He started wanking me slowly, as he kissed and licked along my body, whilst I played with his head and ears. He was gentle and very sensual about his movements. He started licking the head of my cock again, he laid himself along side of me, so I grabbed his cock and pulled him towards me, and I then pulled his leg over using his knee. He was no over the top of my, I cupped his balls, just touching his arsehole with the tips of my fingers. He shivered and his hole puckered. I was ready to play now, I pulled his cocked downwards and pushed his foreskin backwards, revealing his silky looking and feeling cockhead. We went at each other for some time; the Steve stopped and threw his leg over me as if to get off. So I let him go and watched in horror, as we were so close to fucking, why he had stopped now.


My night vision was kicking in; I could see more than just pitch black now. Steve started to rummage threw his draw. “Got it!” Steve said, almost shouting it out. “Lube, I like to wank a lot, nothing worse than a dry wank” Steve smirked. “I know what you mean” I said. Steve took hold my cock and began to unroll a condom onto my cock, then squeezed some lube. “Be gentle with me, I'm a virgin” Steve said as he hoped over me. Getting himself into the squatting position, he held my cock with eager interest. He wedged my cock into his hole. “Fuck!” Steve called out. “Keep going Steve, just keep going slowly mate.” I reassured him. He was tight, I didn’t think I could last long in his hole, it was that tight. With a lot of slowly and methodical meaning, he had me up to my nuts in his arse. Once he got over the initial pain, he really got into it. He bounced and bounced, then jumped off and grabbed my hand and pulled me up as he lay on his back. “Please be gentle” Steve asked. “Sure, you lead, I'm happy to take it slow” I assured him.


He brought his legs up and offered his tight little hole to me. I pushed the head of my cock into his hole, “is that ok?” I asked. “Yeah, just do a bit at a time” he impressed upon me. I eased it in, bit by bit. I didn’t last very much longer, his hole was tight. “I'm going to cum!” I declared. Steve looked at me, “on my chest, cum on my chest”.......


So I pulled out, ripped off the rubber and finished myself off. I shot way up onto his chest, he grabbed my nut sack, fingering at my hole. So I lent into him and eased myself onto his body. Feeling the cum on his chest, I wriggled my body on top of his. “Now that was fucking hot” Steve announced to the whole street, he was that loud.


“Wonna make it hotter” I asked Steve. Looking totally confused, he asked “how do we do that?” “Simple”, I grabbed a rubber from his draw, rolled it on his cock and lubed him up. “Oh, I see what you mean” Steve said, grabbing my cock and pulling me towards him. I sat down very slowly, holding his cock for the line up. I rubbed my whole with his cock head, I was breathing very heavily at this point and pushed the cock head into my hole. Steve was about 8 inches, thankfully he was not that thick. But it took a lot of slowly, slowly gets cock in!!!!


I was really pleased, he couldn’t last that long either. “I'm going to cum, fuck I'm going to cum” I hopped off of his cock and whipped the rubber off. I wanked him off like I was shaking a thick bottle of ketchup............................ Steve came and he spurted lots of it all over his body. I laid on the bed, he then laid on me. He kissed me again, a bit my bottom lip, pulling away from me slowly. “That was fucking hot, that was the best shag of my life”. “That was really hot, lets grab a shower.”


We took a shower, washing each other down and laughing at what we had just done. After we stepped out, I went to go to the spare bedroom. “Where you going” asked Steve. “I'm going to bed, I fucking tired. That was very hot and very tiring, I need to hit the sack now” I replied. Steve grabbed my hand, and pulled me into his room again. “Come spoon with me” Steve insisted. We got onto the bed, still naked, Steve pulled my hand over his body and snuggled into my body. I was hard again, Steve just worked my cock into his crack. “Not now, may be in the morning we can” Steve informed me. Sure enough, I woke still cuddling Steve, with him holding my arm close to his body. I was expecting sober regrets once we both came to, but Steve just put my hand to his mouth and kissed it and turned over and kissed me on the mouth again. “Morning sexy, want some breakfast, you can have it in bed if you want” Steve smirked.


If you want to know what happened, let me know and I will email the morning after the night before to the site.


Regards
Mark

Damn stud...your stories are fucking hot.  You have me so hard right now.  I have always thought how cool it would be if straight guys would just get over the fear and realize that just because gay sex feels good doesn't make them gay...just relax and go with it!  I can fuck a woman but it doesn't make me straight...it just feels good.