“You sure you want this?” asked Nate, his warm breath on my lips, his big dick pressed against the puckered folds of my virgin hole. “It’s not too late for me to stop.” I nodded my assent, my lips meeting his as his thick cock pushed into my unexplored depths.
“I’m worried about you, Owen,” my father had said to me one Saturday night when I was reading alone in my room. “You leave for college in a month. You should be out having fun with your friends—not sitting at home. What’s going on with you?”
“I just—I just don’t relate to my friends anymore,” I shrugged sullenly. “All they want to do is get drunk and hookup with each other. Who am I supposed to hookup with when I’m the only gay kid that I know?”
“I know it’s tough being gay in a small town,” Dad sighed, his hand on my shoulder. “And I’m so proud of you for being out to your mom and me, and all your friends. But I’ve been thinking maybe you should talk with someone.”
“Jesus, Dad,” I exclaimed. “I don’t need a shrink.”
“No—not a shrink,” Dad laughed. “I was thinking of this new guy in my office—Nate. He’s a homosexual, like you.”
“Ugh, Dad,” I cringed. “First—just say gay. Homosexual is so cringey. And second—I don’t want to talk with some random gay dude.”
But Dad ignored my objections and made arrangements for me to meet Nate at his place the next Saturday afternoon. Driving to Nate’s condo, I was expecting him to be some old queen. Thus, I was rather surprised when a hot-as-fuck guy in his mid-twenties opened the door.
“You must be Owen,” Nate beamed, greeting me with a firm handshake and pulling me inside. “Have a seat on the couch. Would you like a beer? I know you’re only eighteen, but I won’t tell your dad.”
“Nah,” I declined. “Dad will smell it on my breath. Better make it a Coke, if you’ve got it.”
Nate appeared a moment later with a beer for him and a Coke for me, seating himself next to me on the couch. His cologne smelled fucking amazing.
“I know your dad wants you to open up to me about your journey,” Nate began. “But you don’t have to do this. Just because we both like dick, doesn’t mean you’ll want to talk with me.”
“No—I do want to talk with you,” I assured Nate. And looking him up and down, I knew that I wanted to do more than just talk.
“Good,” Nate smiled, taking a sip of his beer. “Why don’t you start by telling me when you first suspected you might be gay?”
“Umm—sure,” I agreed. “It was sixth grade. Greg Horton sat next to me in math. I thought he liked me because he would always give me some of his Starbursts. So one day I told Greg that I thought he was cute—and then he called me a faggot, and the teacher let him switch seats with fat-ass Lisa Geckly.”
“Jesus,” Nate exclaimed. “Okay—well, how about a happier memory? Tell me about the first time you kissed a boy.”
“I—uh—I’ve never kissed a boy,” I admitted sheepishly. “I was the only gay kid in my graduating class. There was no one to kiss. I’ve never done anything with a guy.”
“Don’t feel bad,” Nate said, placing a reassuring hand on my knee. “I was a late bloomer, too. You’ll more than make up for it in college.”
“But that’s the problem—I don’t want to wait until college,” I shared. “And I don’t want the guys there to dismiss me as inexperienced and naive.”
“Well, maybe that’s something I can help you with,” Nate whispered, leaning towards me. His lips were soon upon mine, sending an electric shock through my body. The beer on his tongue tasted forbidden—intoxicating. Nate’s hand moved from my knee to the sensitive domain of my inner-thigh, my cock hardening to his touch. I reached between his legs and could feel his hard cock straining against his pants. I couldn’t believe this way happening—and so fast.
“Let’s take this to my bed,” Nate declared, rising from the couch and pulling me to his bedroom. Within seconds, the floor was littered with our clothes as Nate instructed me to get on the bed. And that’s when I got my first glimpse of his cock. The dude was huge.
“There’s no fucking way that’s gonna fit inside me,” I gestured to Nate’s big cock, which was rapidly hardening. I had caught glimpses of my Dad’s cock at times when he showered, but Nate’s dick looked nearly twice as big.
“Trust me—you can take it,” Nate assured me. “I’ll start off slow. And I’m also a connoisseur of eating ass. I’ll have your hole ready for this cock in no time.”
As if on cue, Nate pushed my legs up to my chest, raising my ass off the bed, as he dove into my virgin hole with his probing tongue. I squealed in delight as he ate me out like a ravenous animal enjoying its prey. Lying on my back, my hands running through his hair, I wondered if his big cock could feel any better than having his tongue inside me. I was about to find out.
“I think you’re almost ready,” Nate announced, coming up for air. He then worked one and then two fingers inside me. “How’s that feel?”
“Fucking amazing,” I moaned. “But I want your cock—I want you inside me.”
Smiling like a cat who’d caught a mouse, Nate positioned himself on top of me, my knees spread to accommodate his body. He kissed me softly, the scruff of his beard on my chin, before speaking.
“You sure you want this?” asked Nate, his warm breath on my lips, his big dick pressed against the puckered folds of my virgin hole. “It’s not too late for me to stop.” I nodded my assent, my lips meeting his as his thick cock pushed into my unexplored depths.
“FUCK,” I screamed, my sphincter tightening reflexively as a bolt of white-hot pain ripped through my body. It felt like Nate’s entire arm was inside me.
“Just relax,” Nate instructed me with a soft, reassuring kiss at the nape of my neck. “I’m really big, so you’re gonna need to give yourself a moment to adjust.”
As Nate held still within me, my hole slowly relaxed and opened for him. Sensing my acceptance of his big cock, Nate began to deliver some slow, steady thrusts. The intense feeling of fullness inside of me was simply overwhelming. I marveled at the depths he achieved once he was balls deep inside me. Wrapping my arms around him, I begged Nick to fuck me harder.
“Be careful what you wish for,” Nate warned playfully as he pushed himself into a plank above me. Plunging my depths, Nate built on his pace incrementally until he was violently jackhammering me at a breakneck pace.
“Yeah—fuck me—fuck my tight hole,” I begged. “Dump your seed inside of me.”
“You’re about to get it,” Nate panted, his body slick with sweat as he began to convulse on top of me. “FUCK . . . DAMN,” he growled, his cock throbbing inside of me, releasing his seed.
“Yeah, fill me up,” I whispered stroking Nate’s sweaty back as he collapsed on me, our bodies melded as one as his balls reached empty. He stayed inside me, slowly going soft, while his breathing returned to normal.
“You wanna fuck my ass now?” Nate asked, finally extracting his spent cock from my wet hole and propping himself on one elbow. “There’s more to sex than just bottoming. You need to know how to top, too. And I’m a talented bottom, as well.”
“Fuck YES,” I exclaimed, eager to get my cock inside him. “But I should probably come back for that another time. My dad is gonna get worried or suspicious if I don’t get home soon.”
“I wouldn’t worry about your dad,” Nate assured me. “In fact, he told me it was totally cool if you wanted to spend the night so we could have plenty of time to fuck.”
“Wait a minute—my dad knew that you and I were gonna fuck?” I asked incredulously.
“Yeah,” Nate laughed, rolling onto his back and spreading his athletic legs for me. “Your dad set this up because he thought you needed to get laid. And he was right.”
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
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