Date: Mon, 5 Nov 2001 02:38:32 -0500
From: Marc Savoie <msavoie@vianet.ca>
Subject: Fucking a Straight Guy 2

Okay, here's that stupid disclaimer.  If you're too young, if you're
offended by gay male sex, yadda yadda yadda, don't read this.  If you're
into gay male sex, and you're "of age" keep reading!

Everything in this story truly did happen.  I didn't embelish on any
points, it's how it happened exactly.  I hope you all like it.  If you have
any comments, questions, etc, email me at msavoie@vianet.com I enjoy all
types of feedback!!!



I had invited my friends Frances, Angela, Steve and Charlie over for a
little drinking party with my roommate, Luke and me.  Frances and Angela
being the only girls, they felt kind of left out.  Angela was dating Steve,
Luke was dating Jonna who couldn't make it, Charlie was single, and Frances
was also single.  I, myself, was single, but definitely not lacking sex.
My ex-boyfriend, Marc, decided that, after we had broken up, he would
continue being my fuck toy.  I was definitely excited.  Eventually Steve
and Angela left, Angela returning to her baby girl and Steve going home.
Frances and Luke ended up cuddling most of the night, and Charlie and I
stuck to our game of High-Low.  By the time we all decided to go to bed,
Charlie and I were plastered out of our minds.  Luke and Frances went up to
Luke's room to watch movies.  I'm sure that's not all they did, but I don't
want to think about that.

Now, this is where the story starts to get interesting so I think I'll
describe first myself, then Charlie.  I'm about 6'2" tall and weigh about
185lbs.  I have dyed reddish hair and deep, brown eyes.  My eyelashes are
unusually long, and I have very defined cheekbones.  I have a smooth, sleek
build.  Since I shave all the hair on my body, I'm smooth all over, making
sex a lot of fun sometimes!  Charlie is about 5'11" tall, and weigh about
165lbs.  He has light brown hair, and dark brown eyes that seemed to always
be smiling.  He has a small round face, and when he smiles, the deepest
dimples I've ever seen peek through.  His build is defined, and his skin is
smooth, even silky.

Now, we are both drunk out of our minds, laying on the bed I had lain out
on the ground (I was too lazy to go to my own bed).  We were just talking,
and I was running my hands along the muscles of his arms.  Now, Charlie
always made it blatantly clear that he was straight, but he often let me
rub his muscles, seeing no harm in it.  Of course, that was bullshit.  I'd
end up with a raging hard-on every time I did it.  I eventually got him to
take off his shirt so that I could run my fingers along his abs.  His
nipples were small brown circles on his built-up pecs.  I was extremely
turned on as I ran my fingers along them, teasing the ends a little.

We're still talking, and I'm running my hand closer to his jeans'
waistband.  I slid my fingers down into his waistband a little.  He didn't
seem to mind, which surprised me a little.  Charlie wore very tight pants,
so my fingers didn't slide to touching anything significant, so I simply
kept rubbing his stomach, running my fingers into his waistband
occasionally.  I eventually built up the nerve to run my hand down over his
crotch area, over his jeans of course.  My hand lightly slid over his
crotch, and I could feel a significant bulge.  Now, I've always known
Charlie had a large cock from seeing outlines of it through his briefs when
he would change in front of me.  I wasn't surprised when I felt the
familiar outline of his cock.  To my astonishment, it was rock hard.  I
just about came into my clothes, but I managed to hold back.

I slowly massaged his cock through his jeans.  We had stopped talking, and
were only staring each other in the eyes now.  I undid the button to his
pants, but his stare didn't falter.  I slowly slid down the zipper, and
opened his pants but his stare didn't falter.  I slid his pants off of his
legs, his stare didn't falter.  I ran my hands over the bulge in his
briefs.  I was extremely turned on at this moment.  His stare still didn't
falter.  I roughly grabbed his cock and massaged the shaft with pressure.
His stare had yet to falter.  I slid the elastic of his briefs over the
waiting cock.  His stare didn't falter.  His cock was now exposed, but I
could only see it from the corner of my eye, for our eyes were still locked
together, an unheard message passing through our brains.

His now exposed cock was more then I could handle.  I grabbed it with my
hand, squeezing hard.  His eyes didn't move.  From what I could feel, he
had a 6inch cock, hard.  Though his cock size was pretty average, he was
thick.  He had to be at least 6 inches around the base of his cock, and
that's only a minimum.  My cock was starting to hurt it was so hard.  I
grabbed his hand and placed it on my package.  His hands started to massage
my cock through my clothes, but our eyes still hadn't given up their stare.
He unbuttoned my pants and slid them down and off.  He then, mimicking what
I had done, massaged my cock through my briefs.  I was incredibly turned
on.  He slipped his fingers under the elastic of my briefs, and slid it
over my cock.  My cock is about 7 inches long, and about 4-5 inches around.
I was proud of it.  Our eyes still stared straight into the others.

He started to massage my cock, and, finally, curiosity got the better of
him.  He looked down at my cock, and licked his lips.  I put a finger on
his lips, and pushed his hand off my cock.  I ran my head down along his
chest and stomach, and my lips came to the head of his cock.  My tongue
darted out of my mouth and licked the tip of his dick, which was now
dripping pre-cum.  I then took his cock into my mouth.  His cock was so big
it filled my entire mouth.  Normally I had place to move my tongue, but now
with this cock.  I could barely run it in and out of my mouth without
dragging my teeth, but I managed, knowing how excruciatingly painful it
could be.  I slowly began to speed up my rhythm, sucking harder, doing what
I could with my tongue on the bottom of his cock.  He began to breathe
heavily, and I knew he was close to coming.

I started to suck hard, and his cock started to ripple in my mouth.  He
moaned loudly and thrust his hips into my mouth, emptying his load into my
mouth, spurt after delicious spurt. I swallowed the entire quantity of his
cum, a tiny bit slipping out around my lips.  I finally took his softening
cock out of my mouth and licked my lips, tasting his wonderful cum yet
again.

"I want you to fuck me," he says.  "Fuck my ass, I want my ass fucked."

Wow!  I was NOT expecting that.  I was expecting, at best, a hand job, but
this stud had just offered me his ass!!!!  I went into my room and found my
lube packets.  I brought one out with me.  He was laying on his stomach
now, his delicious looking ass pointing straight at me.  I dove into it,
burying my face between his ass cheeks.  I ran my tongue over his puckered
hole, and it twitched in delight.  He moaned softly, obviously liking what
I was doing.  I dug down into his anus with my tongue.  His moans grew
louder with ever lick I took.  His ass was sweet, and the smell of his musk
intoxicated me.

Finally I reluctantly took my tongue out of his ass and grabbed the packet
of lube.  I opened it and squirt some of the lube onto my index finger.  I
slowly rubbed the lube on and around his puckered hole.  I then slowly
inserted my index into his asshole.  He moaned again, a little louder then
before.  I added my middle finger to his asshole, stretching it out a bit
more.  He moaned again, begging me to fuck him.  I put one more finger into
his hole, and just fingered him like that.  I stretched his relaxed hole a
little more; making sure it would be ready for my cock.  Once I was
satisfied, I put a bit more lube on my hand and rubbed it all over my cock.
I put my cock head to his puckered hole, and pushed it in.  He breathed in
swiftly.  I stopped and asked if he was okay.  He told me to keep going.
He liked the pain.  I jabbed my entire cock into his asshole, breathing in
swiftly at the pleasure barrage I was getting.

I slowly pulled out then thrust back into him.  I could feel as my cock
rubbed up against his prostate, and he moaned uncontrollably, indistinct
fuck-mes hidden away in them.  I thrust in and out of his ass, beginning to
moan myself, unintentionally.  We're both moaning pleasurably.  I turn his
body over, so he's on his back, without even taking my cock out of his ass.
He places his legs up over my shoulders and I bend down and kiss him.  Our
tongues massage each other, and then reach down into our throats.  I'm
still thrusting in and out of him, getting closer and closer to orgasm.
Finally I bring my head next to his and whisper in his ear that I'm going
to come.  He smiles at me and tells me to go for it.  I thrust faster, and
then, with one final thrust, bury myself down into him, my balls slapping
up against his ass.  My cock spurts and endless amount of come into his
hungry asshole.  I finally pull out my cock, spent and tired.

I kiss him and go to my bedroom, and pass out on my waterbed.  To this day
I don't know if Charlie remembers any of that intimate moment.  I know I
do, and I'll never forget it.  The second straight guy I fuck.  His cock
was huge, and his ass was tight.  I decided that I would have to introduce
Charlie to the gay sex world.  I just wasn't sure how, because if he didn't
remember, and he found out, he might freak on me.  I don't want to lose his
friendship, but I definitely want his cock in my ass soon.  I'll figure out
a way to ask him eventually.

Bet you expected more huh?  Well, that's what happened!  If you wanna give
me some input, if you wanna hear some more stories, if you like this one,
if you didn't like this one, I don't care, just give me a shout!
msavoie@vianet.com

I enjoy all feedback, thus, all feedback is welcome!