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@clearlycleverdestiny
So whats your gay journey? When did you figure that you were gay?
I believe every man's Gay Journey is unique. In my case, there were multiple "when's" that led up to me coming out to myself. I consider the following as the most significant:
When I realized it was more than just about dick. I was checking out the entire man, checking men out "that way." It felt natural and normal to do so (and still does!). At the same time, I was no longer checking out women other than casually. It's been an interesting shift to no longer viewing women as sex objects.
When I realized it was more than just about sex. I am a masculine man that desires a real relationship with a man, a romantic relationship. A boyfriend, not just hookups. That means cooking, cleaning, holding hands, kissing, going to bed and waking up together, etc., etc. Sharing life. Maybe even having a husband. I can easily imagine this. I cannot imagine it with another woman.
This last one was huge. When I realized I could fall in love with a man, and not with another woman.
None of this happened overnight nor at the same time. It was a slowly evolving process that I wasn't always aware of until I looked in the mirror one day and said "I am Gay" and knew it to be true.
There has never been any doubt or weakening in that truth. It has never subsided, only expanded until every fiber of me is aware. I don't even really have to consciously think about it anymore. It's automatic, like breathing or the beat of my heart. I am comfortable and at peace with my homosexuality.
I like that I am a Gay man. I like me period.
Craving gay men ravaging my body, filling me with the pleasure I deserve. It's not just a fantasy.
It's a gay thing. 🌈
It's a gay thing. 🌈
Sometimes you can't help yourself
I could watch him all day! 😎
I went to this party last summer with a bunch of my friends. I never really found out whose party it was, but there was booze and a pool so I didn’t give a shit. It was dark and we were all in the pool, so many people all crammed together, I’m sure it was more people than water.
We were bopping to the music and my friends were laughing and talking shit as we floated around with the pulse of everyone else, when I felt a hand on my back, clearly intentional contact. It only lasted a second though, and there were so many people around me I had no way of knowing whose it was, so I ignored it.
Next thing I know, my best friend Kyle is behind me, with his arms gently wrapped around my waist, and his hands travelling lower towards my shorts. As I got ready to turn around and question him, he whispered in my ear,
“Don’t turn around, just act natural and let it happen bro.”
Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was just the rush of the moment, but I obeyed, and he slipped his hands down my shorts, grabbing a firm hold on my dick, which, to my surprise was almost immediately rock hard. The way we were all bobbing in the water meant his boner was now rubbing against my ass through our shorts and I could feel his muscly chest pressed up to my back. It was the most unsettlingly comforting feeling I’d ever experienced.
I continued to look straight ahead, trying to focus on what my other friends were talking about, but that was rather difficult when your best friend is stroking you with one hand and stripping you with the other. My shorts slowly drifted down my legs and off into the abyss of the pool. He must have done the same to his because suddenly I could feel his bare dick against my skin and it sent shivers down my spine.
This fucker had his dick against my ass, his hands around my cock, and he was still talking to our friends like nothing was happening! I couldn’t believe it, but I also didn’t want it to stop. I had never felt my body tingle so much as it was now.
Without warning, I felt him push his dick up to my asshole, and I could feel myself stretch to allow him inside. It hurt like HELL. I had to clench my fist to keep myself from screaming, but he kept pushing and then with a pop he was all the way inside me and I nearly blacked out from the intense pleasure I got from his fat cock pressing against my insides like this. Surrounded by other people completely unaware that I was getting cored out by my best friend.
He let out a muffled moan as he started to pump away, matching the beat of the song blasting from the speakers only feet away. I could hardly hear the music though over the throbbing in my ears from every time he hit my prostate. This was the first time I’d ever felt a man inside me and it was amazing! While he fucked me he was stroking me vigorously, and I could already feel myself getting close. Was he really going to go all the way like this right here?
“I’m gonna cum inside you right now bro, get ready.”
That put me over the edge. He was jerking me just perfectly in rhythm with his thrusts, and I came harder than I ever had before, but he didn’t stop stroking me, and I started to convulse in pleasure as my head was so sensitive post-nut, and he was wringing it out harder and faster, my cum giving him even more to play with on my skin. Then, I felt it: the final shove. He pushed himself even further inside me and unloaded. I felt every pump of his warm cum shoot its way out of his throbbing cock, and I felt him shake from the orgasm. I never wanted it to stop.
After a few moments of us floating there, still completely unnoticed, him still inside me, Kyle whispered,
“Let’s go inside and find a room, I want you to do that to me now.”
I felt myself go hard all over again. Without turning around, I nodded my head in the affirmative, and I felt him slip out of me. He ducked under the surface for a moment, then came back up with both our shorts. We slipped them on and excused ourselves from our friends, and made our way out of the pool, across the yard, and into the house.
I had never been to this house before, and it was completely dark inside. The music same was playing on the house’s surround sound system, and there seemed to be speakers on full volume in every room; however, the house itself was completely empty. Kyle led me through the vast kitchen, into the hallway, up some stairs, and into the first bedroom. This room was huge and had windows looking down onto the pool below. Off to the side there was a private bath as well.
He pushed me down onto the bed and climbed on top of me, and kissed me for the first time. I don’t know why, but even after all that just happened in the pool, I wasn’t expecting this. It felt so good though, and I didn’t stop him. He ripped my shorts off again, and slipped his way out of his own, and pressed our hard dicks together, stroking them slowly and firmly. I let out a small whimper of excitement as his tongue explored the insides of my mouth. I could smell the sweat on his skin mixed with the salt water from the pool.
“You wanna fuck me now or what?”
I again nodded my head, and he scooted up further, straddling my torso as he lined my throbbing cock up with his hole, and sat down. Now I’ve fucked many girls in my day, but not any one of them compared to what I felt the moment I slipped inside my best friend’s ass. It was so warm and tight, and I could feel his muscles contract around me. I couldn’t help it, I moaned so loudly. He started to ride me, jerking himself off with one hand, and feeling my body with the other. He kept kissing me, too, which was absolutely euphoric.
“I want you to cum inside me this time.”
I grunted in approval as I could feel myself once again getting close, the sensation completely overwhelming and out of this world.
He kissed me so tenderly as I climaxed, this one feeling even better than the one in the pool. I shot my cum deep inside my friend, and I knew in that moment our relationship has completely transformed. There was absolutely no going back now.
When I had caught my breath, Kyle climbed off me and took my hand and pulled me off the bed and led me to the bathroom. The shower was massive and cavernous. He closed the door behind us and locked it, before pushing me backwards into the shower and pinning me up against the cold tile wall, my arms stretched out above me, and his tongue once again buried in my throat.
He ground up against me, our dicks still hard and rubbing together, and then he turned me around, used his foot to spread my legs apart, and without any sense of gentleness he shoved his dick back up inside me, which caused me to scream in surprise and pleasure. He was huge, I’m not joking. It was so fucking awesome. He fucked me again, and came inside me for the second time that night. Afterwards we showered together, making out and touching each other all over, before going back down and joining the party. Our friends never questioned it.
And that’s how I started fucking my best friend.
Great story!!
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