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"Ehm, so...how do you want to do this?"
Mike shrugged.
"I guess I have to get into position first. I think it will be easier if I'll face away from you."
"Oh, okay... Sure."
Mike turned around and got into doggy position. No one could've told me that I'd ever see Mike on my bed like this.
"God damn, Mike! Why is your ass so big?"
"I don't know, man! I take that as a compliment, though. Tell me when you'll get hard, okay?"
I already forgot about the video as my stare focused on Mike's behind. That view and the moans from our tv made my dick instantly jump up. Fuck, I couldn't tell him that I was hard already.
"Yeah, just give me a sec Mike."
"Sure do, Bro!"
Not knowing what to do, I positioned myself behind Mike so my dick was hanging above his ass and started jacking off. My body was on fire already. Why was I so horny?
"Almost got it up! One sec."
The thought of accidentally cumming and unloading on Mike's back made me pick up the pace on my dick. Fuck! Jacking off like this felt way too good. I froze as Mike turned his head back to look at me and then at my dick.
"Oh! So you are hard already?"
What should I say?
"Yeah, that video is so hot! It makes me horny every time."
He looked at the screen now.
"Yeah, it's pretty hot. I'll get hard, thanks to that video, soon too. Uh... We need a condom."
"Oh, right! Right! Right! Lucky for you, it's right here in my drawer."
I leaned over to pull out a condom from my stash. Mike jerked.
"Oh! Hey there."
How did I not realize what I did? Not only was my chest pressed against Mike's back, but my raw dick was touching his ass! I pushed Mike too hard as I was trying to pull away from him. He hit his head against the bed frame.
"Ouch!"
"FUCK! Oh god, sorry! Sorry!"
"Chill, man! It's nothing... Just get that condom on."
I did as Mike told me. The condom slid comfortably around my dick after some adjusting. My brain stopped comprehending what was happening at this point.
"It's on."
Mike looked back at my condom-covered cock. He licked his lips and scooted himself closer to me. Our thighs touched. My dick was so close to poking him.
"Fuck Mike! This is crazy."
"What do you mean! It's nothing. Just practice. You're helping a bro out."
"Yeah... It's like a workout... You are just training to become stronger."
"Exactly! Like when I need you to spot me!"
"I can do that!"
I grabbed my dick and tilted it towards Mike's ass. Electricity rushed through my body as my dick pressed against his butt. Fucking hell!
"NO, WAIT!"
Mike screamed but didn't move.
"We forgot lube!"
"Oh..."
I pressed my hips into Mike as a tingling sensation filled my shaft. It felt so good that I wanted to start rubbing against him.
"Do you have lube, Bro? I forgot mine at Jessica's."
"Sorry Mike, the girls I fuck always have lube."
"Fuck! Okay... Just use a lot of spit, okay?"
I did not care at this point and spat on my dick. Twice. The first gush of spit landed on Mike's ass. I watched how it dripped into his crack. Perfect.
"Don't worry. The condom has some lube on it."
Mike did not say anything. He exhaled deeply. I was sliding my dick up and down Mike's ass on reflex. His body felt so good against mine. Warm and soft but also hard and strong, which I've never felt against my dick before!
"You can just put it in. I already opened up under the shower a bit."
"Good boy!"
What on gods name possessed me to say that? Mike didn't reply, but I noticed his asshole twitch. That was my sign to go in.
"I'm gonna put it in now."
Mike flexed his back and ass as his body tensed. He looked even bigger now. What a stud! My head poked his closed hole. I started to push in slowly. So tight! I could feel Mike twitch. He was trying to relax.
"Holy shit! Bro, go slow!"
"The tip is not even in. Relax."
I started caressing Mike's back as he huffed. His colossal body moved with every breath. Squelch. The head of my dick was entirely inside now as Mike's ass lips engulfed me.
"Ohhh!"
Wow, his moan was high-pitched!
"There you go! The tip is in."
I didn't want to waste any more time and started pushing again. I've fucked girls in the ass before, but Mike was exceptionally tight. It was heaven! I wanted my whole dick in there asap. Squelch. Squelch.
"Holly Shit man!"
More and more of my dick disappeared inside the hole. One final push! My dick completely disappeared between the mountains that were Mike's ass cheeks.
"Argh!"
Mike moaned and looked back at his probed ass in shock!
"Uhhh. Fuck Bro, it's in!"
"Yeah, it's all in! You took it like a champ!"
"Fuck, it's so big! Bigger than my dildo!"
I squeezed Mike's ass admiring it.
"It's so much warmer than my dildo."
"Want to fuck it like you do your dildo?"
"...Yeah. Fuck me with it!"
My dick was so fucking hard right now. I could feel it twitch inside Mike's ass. Without waiting for any second longer, I started to fuck Mike. Slowly but steadily at first.
"Ohh!!....GAH! Huff! Huff!"
"Deep breaths, Mike! You are doing so good."
"UUUHHHH... Bro! Fuck!"
His voice didn't sound like him at all! It was much higher and slutier! It turned me on so much. I couldn't help it and started fucking harder, slapping my hips against his ass. I watched as my dick went in and out of Mike. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
"You are so tight, man!"
"FUCK! You are so, AHH, so big!"
Here I was, fucking my best friend in the ass, and it felt so good! I could not stand it anymore and started really fucking Mike. His ass slapped against my stomach every time I entered him fully. I was fucking him deep and hard. Damn, he was very good at this, considering it was his first time. Then it hit me. He was a virgin in some sense. I was the first to fuck him. The first man to stick his dick inside him. This huge fucking stud with a bubble butt. I grabbed Mike's tits, pressed my whole body against his, and took a deep breath. The smell was amazing. Familiar and strong. I started jackhammering his huge butt. It felt so fucking good.
"Aahhhh! Fuuuccckkk!"
"GAH! Humph."
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Broooo! Fuuuuckkk"
"You...GAH! Feel good?"
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
"You are... AH! Fucking the, uhhhshit out of me!"
"That's right! Cause you asked for it! With that big juicy ass of yours! Fuck Yeah!"
"I can feel it!... So deep!"
Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap. Mike's butt jiggled in a mesmerizing way with every single of my thrusts! I stopped for a sec to catch my breath. I was breathing heavenly onto Mike's neck. I synced my breathing with the descent and ascent of his chest. Barely a second went by when Mike started pushing his ass against me! My dick disappeared inside his hole again.
"Hungry boy!"
He looked at me and nodded. Fuck! His face was so fucking sexy right now! I wanted to kiss him but instead just smiled at him. He was fucking himself on my dick by now.
"Mmhhh! Good job! You're making me feel so good! I'm about to cum if you keep this up."
He looked back at me with pleading eyes and started to fuck me faster.
"Oh yeah? Do you like that? My ass milking you? Want to jizz in it?"
"Fuck yeah, Bro!"
"Uhhh! Am I a good bro milking you like that?"
"You're the best, bro! AHHH! AAAHHHH! FUCK BRO! I'm cumming"
I rammed into Mike and stayed as deep inside him as I could. I haven't cum this hard in a long time. My whole body shivered. Mike was moaning with me in unison with every spurt of my orgasm. Mike looked so hot. I wanted to kiss him on the forehead but didn't. I stayed inside him till I caught my breath but eventually let my dick slip out. One last moan escaped Mike's lips.
"Thanks... Thanks for helping me out, bro."
"No problem. Jessica is going to have fun with you, dude."
I wanted to laugh all the craziness of what just happened off, but Mike just stared at me concerned, got up, and left. He just left like that, disappearing into that fucking bathroom again. It felt like a punch in the gut. I wanted to curl up inside my bed and never come out. I pulled my condom off and realized Mike came all over my bed. His jizz was everywhere. My legs were shaky; honestly, I felt like crying, but I just got dressed and started leaving. Before leaving our apartment, I screamed at the shut bathroom door.
"Clean your jizz off of my bed faggot!"
The door slammed behind me as I went out into the night. I called our coach and asked him if I could come over. It's embarrassing, but he's like a father figure to Mike and me. We don't have any adults around to whom we could reach out. I don't want to go to any of my friends because they'll probably figure out something was off. The last thing I wanted was someone trying to figure out what happened. Coach Tom agreed for me to come over. He told us the first day that he would always be supportive and available if we needed him. Coach Tom was a good friend of our high school coach. He promised him that he'd take care of us. On the other hand, train the living shit out of us. He also helped us get out scholarships. I was relieved that I had a place where I could crash today. The bus I took to Coaches place was empty. My chest felt like it was going to explode. I didn't want to think about what had just happened. Why did I say that horrible thing to Mike as I was leaving? I've always been a good friend to him. We sometimes fought, sure, but I never really hurt him. This time it felt like I did. I couldn't take it anymore and started crying. Thank god no one was around. It was just so wrong! Not what we did that felt like the best thing in the world, but what I said and how we acted afterward. The situation I was in right now was wrong! Did Mike do something wrong, or was it me? Maybe it was the both of us.
Coach's place is awesome! He lives in a small mansion with his wife and two daughters. I was getting nervous as I stood in front of their gate. Was Coach Tom rich? How do you act around a rich guy's house? My brain wanted my legs to turn around and leave, but the front door's opening stopped me. Coach stepped out. Man, was he a specimen! I told myself I'd want to look exactly like him when I will be his age. Broad shoulders, thick muscles, a perfectly trimmed porn mustache, and thick dark hair with some gray in it. Coach was wearing grey sweatpants and a black shirt. He started running towards the gate and waved at me with a sincere smile. I noticed his pecs bouncing as he ran towards me. He ran his hand through his thick hair before stopping and forcefully opening the gate.
"Hey, Coach!"
"Hey there! Sorry...Gah! This thing broke a couple of days ago."
I watched his bicep flex as he started pulling on the metal. His shirt barely managed to contain the muscles. That's how you know a man is big!
"I think that's enough! Squeeze through!"
My ass got stuck between the gate as I tried to fit through. Coach grabbed me by the hips and pulled me out.
"That's a Big boy! There we go!"
He patted me on the shoulder, as his smile widened. I might've started blushing a little. That's why I loved Coach. Well, that's why the whole team loved him. He was reassuring and made us feel strong.
"Come on in! Martha just made dinner."
Dinner went by okay, but I must admit that it made me feel weird. Not only couldn't I stop thinking about what the fuck I was doing here but seeing Coach and his family made me think of my parents and the fact that we never had family dinners like this. It was tough. Sometimes I think I will never be normal because of my parent's neglect. There's a loneliness in me that will never go away. It's like a black hole. The thing is that Mike used to fill that hole a little, but now it was completely open and devouring me from the inside. I helped out in the kitchen and listened to Martha telling me to come over more often because her husband was going crazy with all the girls in the house. I laughed it off while Coach was nodding at Martha from the living room while trying to console their daughters' petty fight. After dinner, Coach took me around the house for a tour. This place is so beautiful! It had everything! An office, a gym, huge bathrooms, a garage, a pool, and even a small library! We stopped the tour as we returned to the living room. The girls and Martha weren't there, probably because it was late.
"Wow, coach! You're living the life. I wish to have a house like this one day."
Coach put his big hand on my shoulder.
"It's all ahead of you, boy. I see big things in your future. I shouldn't say this, but I think you're a star."
He winked at me, and I felt warmth in my stomach.
"Don't say that! I might disappoint you. We never know."
"Oh, stop with the self-pity! Not in my house."
"Sorry, sir."
"And you don't have to call me sir."
"Okay, sir...fuck I mean."
I scratched my head.
"HAHA, never mind, it's a fine boy."
There was that warm feeling again as I heard Coach's deep laughter. I desperately wanted to ask Tom where the fuck the money for this house came from, but I didn't. It didn't feel polite to ask. Martha didn't have a job, and there was no way he could make that much money just by coaching.
"Hey, listen! I'm glad you called and took my offer. You showed me that you trust me today. I value that... You can come over whenever you need something."
"Thanks, coach. It means a lot to me too. I... It's just..."
Oh, for fucks sake, I felt like crying again.
"Hey, it's okay! You don't have to tell me anything. I told you to reach out whenever!
I know how challenging life can be sometimes. No matter what it is."
"Coach I..."
"Wanna play some PlayStation?!"
That caught me off guard.
"Oh! Heck yeah!"
A spark lit up inside me.
"Get on the coach!"
"Oh, Frick Coach! You've got a PS5!"
"Hahaha yeah..."
"So you're a gamer?"
"I guess you could say that."
"Oh wow! I have a gamer coach!"
"HAHA, you are cracking me up boy!"
We sat down on the Coach and started playing. I let go of all my worries. This was just what I wanted. Excitement rushed through me as I was about to play on a PS5 for the first time. We played into the night, not worrying about waking the house. We had all the time because tomorrow was Sunday. I couldn't believe this man, was he real?
"Damn, that game is making me sweat! Can I get more comfortable?"
"Sure thing, coach!"
I continued focusing on the game as I tried to survive the last wave of enemies, but my eyes drifted over to coach for a sec. He was taking off his sweatpants! Okay, why not? He got them off and put his feet on the small table in front of the coach. He sighed in relief. I got another glance at Coach. I've never seen him without pants on, so I had to check out his physique. I mean, I was admiring his form. Coach was wearing black underwear and long dark blue socks. WoW, even his feet are enormous. But those legs! Goddamn! Strong Af. We didn't make it through the last wave of enemies, and our characters died in brutal ways. Coach let the controller drop on his legs.
"We almost had it! Damn! Fuck those nazi German zombies!"
"HAHA! Yeah, Fuck em."
"Damn, Coach! I've got to say. You have one big pair of legs."
"Oh, these?"
He gave his legs a whack.
"Yeah, they got pretty big with the years."
He was caressing his hairy legs now.
"Man, I wish I had legs as big as you, coach."
"Oh, don't you worry! When I was your age, my legs weren't nearly as big as yours are."
"Nah! You're just saying that to make me feel better."
"Stop with the self-pity again! Get those pants off! Show me those legs!"
"Okay! Take a look yourself."
I took off my pants and put my feet next to Coach's feet on the table.
"There we go! Look at those!"
He gave my legs a whack now. That made me happy for some reason.
"Look, there are almost the same as mine are now! Scoot closer."
I lifted my butt and sat beside Coach, our big thighs touching. He smelled good. He had that typical smell of cologne mixed with a bit of musk. The hair on his legs pleasantly tingled against my skin. Coach started shaking my and his thighs with his hands.
"Look at those! Both legs so big and strong! All that hard work!"
"Haha! Okay, you're right! My legs are pretty big."
"Just as I was saying. Now I'm a little intimidated 'cause they are almost the same size as mine."
I wanted to say like father like son, but thank god I didn't! I was confused again. Why would I say that? He was not my dad. But maybe I wanted him to be. Yeah, I wanted something like that. Coach stopped shaking our legs but continued to knead my muscles. it felt really nice. My right foot touched Coach's foot, and I could swear he was curling it against mine. He let go of me and got up from the coach. He bent down to pick up his sweatpants, and I watched the fabric on his ass stretch to the max as he bent down. He turned toward me, and his bulge was inches from my face. I looked up at him. He looked like a statue from this point of view.
"I had so much fun today, but I'm pretty tired. What about you."
"Yeah, me too, Coach. I had a long day."
"Come on, I will bring you up to your room."
"Oh no, it's fine! I can sleep here."
"Don't kid yourself! Up Up!"
He motioned for me to stand. I practically jumped up from the coach. The guest room I was going to sleep in had a beautiful bed I immediately wanted to jump into but had to get cleaned first.
"You have your small bathroom behind that door. Sleep as long as you like."
"Thank you, Coach! Really! I don't know what to say."
"It's fine! It's no big deal! And thank YOU for making me feel like a kid again. I had so much fun today."
"Yeah, me too!"
"Sleep well!"
"You too, Coach!"
The door to my temporary room closed. The silence hit me as I felt myself getting back to normal again. What was that? That man! He made me feel like a different person. When I was around him, I felt so young. Oh my god, what was wrong with me? I've never been like this. I threw my clothes to the floor and went to wash myself off. I calmed down once I was in bed, but then reality started knocking at my door again, and I started to think about Mike. I could feel the black hole inside me again. I felt so lonely and angry. My bed was huge and had a bunch of pillows on it. I took the biggest one and started to hug it.
I'm not gonna cry! I'm a man! Don't be a pussy! That didn't help. Now I was even angrier. Fuck this! Fuck me, and fuck Mike! I pulled out my phone and searched for some bullshit cheerleader porn. I needed the distraction. Once I came, fatigue set over me, and I finally managed to close my eyes. That night was horrible. Once I finally fell asleep, my mind started to torment me with the nightmare I had. We were playing a match, and we lost because Mike began arguing with me during the game. The whole field started booing at us, and we both stood naked! People were calling me a failure, and guys were pushing me around and calling me a faggot. The commotion got so bad that I lost sight of Mike completely. Coach, who was the only person who didn't attack me, rescued me. He carried me off the field as I curled up in his arms, still naked. He took me to his truck and told me he would drive me home wherever that was. I was so relieved at that moment. Seconds later, Coach said I disappointed him today, and I curled up in his car seat. The road was endless, but we finally stopped at an empty street. I watched as Coach drove away in his car, leaving me alone. I spent the rest of my dream running down the road, trying to find someone or a place to stay. There was no one. There was no place I would call home: just a barren road ahead and cold asphalt.
My whole body shook as I awoke from that terrible nightmare. The morning sun hit my face. I started rubbing my face as if that would make the fatigue disappear. I stretched my body but couldn't get up from bed yet. It felt too damn cozy. It was getting hot under the covers, and my morning boner came to my attention. I lowered the blanket and greeted my hard dick. I played with it a little and let it smack against my abs several times. I started feeling hornier, so I got to jacking off. My mind was blank as I wasn't able to think much yet. It was too early. My feet started rubbing against each other and the bed as my body got hotter. I closed my eyes, but they quickly shot open when the sound of the guest room door opening echoed through the room.
"Hey, BudWOAH!"
My whole body froze, dick still in hand, as Coach Tom's figure appeared before me. His face expressed shock, and his mouth was agape. I wasn't able to say anything.
"I...I'm so sorry I shouldn't barge in like that!"
Coach turned around. Oh my god! I jumped out of bed, almost stumbling to the floor.
"Fuck! No, I'm sorry! Sorry! This is so embarrassing, Coach. Please, kill me. I didn't mean to."
He immediately turned around again. I was still naked and tried to cover my hard-on with my hands. It didn't work.
"Heyyy! It's okay! Totally fine. Nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm a man; I get it. You can get right back to it, but I just wanted to wake you up cause it's 2 pm. Aaaand imma head out already. Yes, leave you to it!"
Coach started backing away to the door stumbling over his feet but catching himself.
"Just come downstairs when you're ready. I've left you some breakfast on the counter."
The door closed, and I fell to my knees.
When will this torment end? A person can only take so much.
Thankfully Coach was an expert at acting as if nothing happened, and I played along. The food left for me wasn't delicious, but Coach said it was the best bodybuilder breakfast.
"Got any plans for today?"
"Yeah! I'm just gonna head out. I have to get back."
"That's fine. Remember, you are welcome back here whenever."
"Thanks, Coach! I'm so grateful for this; I needed it."
"I'm so happy I could help out my big boy!"
He smiled and patted my shoulder. The way he said big boy. It gave me a weird feeling. My knees felt weak. Honestly, I wanted to stay here all week but I had to get back. I know I did not do anything wrong but just barging into someone's home like that, I still felt like I did something impolite.
I was so nervous before returning to our place, but when I got there, Mike wasn't there. I thought he went to the gym, but then I noticed half our stuff was gone. To be exact, it was only Mike's stuff. Then I saw the paper on the kitchen table.
Sorry for not saying anything. I moved in with Jessica. You know, into that apartment her parents just bought for her. Please don't let anybody move in! I might come back anytime.
See you at Uni
What the fuck! I was so over everything that I barely reacted to this new information. I spent the rest of the day playing video games while my phone was on mute. I wanted to disappear for a while.
Waking up on Monday was especially hard. Not only was I drained, but the anxiety of seeing Mike killed me. I imagined all kinds of interactions that could go wrong. We could act as if nothing had happened. Like everything was fine. That didn't happen, though. What happened was way worse than I imagined. Mike completely ignored me. He treated me like any other dude at Uni. Like he didn't know me. I barely got him to say goodbye to me. That broke me. The day dragged on like hell, but I finally returned to our place. Or just my place now. I stood there in the kitchen doing nothing. I wanted to cook something, but I was too tired. I had had enough. Sadness and anger enveloped me entirely as I crumbled onto the kitchen floor. Tears ran down my face, and I couldn't control the sobs. The pain was just too much. I broke down.
Two weeks passed, and I managed to get a grip on myself. I had to distract myself and had girls over almost every night. Our year was going on a trip in one day. I almost called in sick because they assigned Mike and me to our own room, but then I thought fuck it. Besides, I'm not a pushover. The trip was hella ass. The dorm rooms we had were tiny. Two small beds and one shelf, that's it. We were supposed to do a bullshit project that no one cared about. It was supposed to go on for a week, and we spent the days on the group project. At least everyone got drunk in the evenings and had some fun. Mike was still ignoring me, and I started to do the same. Was it childish? Sure, but what else should I do? Tomorrow was supposed to be the last day. I was getting ready to sleep. Both my and Mike's legs were dangling off of the little beds. If we weren't in the situation we are in right now, we'd probably connect the two beds to make it harder for us to fall off them. I got into bed. I debated taking my socks off but decided to leave them on since I liked wearing them to bed. Mike wanted to turn off the lights, but I told him not to. I wanted to finish a comic I was reading.
"K! Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Mike."
Fuck why were we like this? Things could've just been normal between us. Mike got onto his bed, and it started screeching. He closed his eyes. I wanted to start reading, but I couldn't stop thinking about how dumb this whole situation was. I looked at Mike, dozing off to sleep in only his underwear. His face seemed so unbothered. I wanted to go over there and shake him until he became the Mike I knew again.
Fuck you, Mike! Do you want to act like I don't exist? I can do the same for you! I'll show you unbothered. I slid off my underwear and pulled out my dick. Let's pretend like Mike is not even here! I started to jack off and play with my nipples. It felt good. I beat my meat furiously, hoping Mike would open his eyes and notice. So he did!
"What the fuck, dude! What are you doing? I'm right here?!"
I continued to jack off.
"Oh, so now you finally acknowledge that I'm here? Guess it just took me pulling my dick out! Is that what I have to do to get your attention?"
"What?! Stop being annoying!"
"Oh no! You're the annoying one not saying anything and MOVING OUT WITHOUT A WARNING!"
I was going so hard on my dick now that it almost hurt.
"Oh, come on! As if that was such a big deal."
"Of course, it was! Ohhh! Fuck!"
"God damn! Could you stop jerking off? What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
"Oh no. I'm going to do whatever the fuck I want."
"I said stop jerking off in front of me, you perv!"
"Make me!"
Suddenly Mike jumped up and threw his massive body onto mine. I grabbed him by his wrists, and we started tussling. He tried to position himself on top of me. After some back and forth, Mike's legs ended up on both sides of my hips. We were of equal strength, and this fight was going nowhere.
"You bastard! AGH! How dare you pull out your dick on me like that!"
"Oh Fuck you, Mike! GAH! I don't care!"
That's when I realized the pleasant sensation around my dick. Mike positioned himself in a way that made him buck against my dick. I felt my cock head move over his underwear to the start of his smooth back. My expression changed, and so did Mike's. Our fighting got weaker, but we still wrestled a bit. I felt my cheeks turn red. I wasn't letting go of Mike's wrists. He looked at me with a blank stare. I swear I could feel him thrust his hips on my dick, so I returned the movement. The sensation of my dick rubbing against his ass gave me goosebumps. That's when Mike completely sat down on my stomach and stopped moving. So did I. We stared at each other. The sound of our heavy breathing filled the room. I was waiting for him to say something, but he just thrusted his hips instead. At that moment, all my anger and frustration let loose.
I grabbed his underwear and ripped it open, exposing his asshole. My dick landed between his checks, and I started sandwich fucking Mike. He was bopping up and down, reaching back with one hand to feel my hard dick against his ass. It felt amazing. Pure instinct took control of me. I spat in my hand, smearing spit all over my dick and then Mike's hole. In the meantime, Mike's big hand worked my spit-covered dick and positioned the tip against his hole. After smearing his hole, I put my fingers inside Mike's wet mouth. He started sucking obediently. His moans drove me crazy. As he looked at me with puppy eyes, I watched him suck on my fingers. He was telling me to fuck him, so I slid my dick inside him. My fingers flopped out of his mouth.
"GOOAAAHH!"
I was inside him with one strong push, and he took my dick. Wow, he took it well.
"GUH!"
I started thrusting my hips and burying my dick deep inside. It felt like heaven.
"No! This is wrong! We need to stop!"
Thomp! Thomp! Thomp!
"I can't stop Mike!"
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
"But bro! This is gay! We are not gay!"
The bed squeaked with every thrust of my dick.
"You are so big, Bro!... Oh fuck it! Just continue fucking me!"
My bed sounded like it was about to break, but that was the last thing I cared about now. All I cared about was filling Mike and watching him bop up and down my dick like a pro! Mike looked at me. Mouth open wide and eyes filled with shock. I went crazy and started jackhammering his hole. He grabbed me around the neck to steady himself.
"AAAHHHHHHHH!"
"Yeah, take it!"
"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Good boy!"
This was way too intense. I was about to cum! I had to pull out and take a breather. Mike farted as my dick slit out his hole. I didn't give a fuck. It was hot.
"Why'd you stop?"
"You...You were going to make me cum! Hold on a sec."
And that's when it happened. Mike leaned over and put his sloppy mouth against mine. We kissed. Finally! Everything was right! He pulled his face away from mine after a while.
"I want you to fuck me! I want that big dick!"
"Oh I bet you do!"
He smiled and got off of me. He got on his bed with his back and spread his legs for me. I watched as his already used hole started twitching at me.
"Stuff me, bro!"
"That's so fucking hot!"
I got over to him. I kissed him again as I let my dick slip right where it belonged. Mike moaned inside my mouth. God, was I happy. Mike's ass made a wet sound when my dick entered him, but it turned me on even more. I could feel his muscles relax and contract with my dick going in and out. It felt like he wanted to grip my dick with his ass. No pussy felt this tight and warm!
"You are making me feel so good, Mike!"
He just looked at me with big puppy eyes and smiled. I started thrusting deeper and harder now. I grabbed his whole body so we wouldn't fall off the bed. Whoever slept next to our room must've heard us, but I did not care.
"Oh Fuck, Bro! Fuck Yeah! Dick me down!"
We both were sweating all over by now. This was a great workout. I grabbed Mike's massive pecs as I continued to pump.
"Yeah, you like them, big boy? Squeeze 'em!"
I squeezed and watched as Mike's sweaty pecs jumped every time my hips pushed into him.
"You like big bros tits? Uhhh!"
I wanted to suck on them but was too concentrated on giving Mike my dick. I moved my hands from squeezing his pecks to his arms and biceps. Mike flexed for me. My god, was he muscled! All those years of hard work. I couldn't believe I was fucking a specimen like this!
"I'm about to cum, Mike! FUCK!"
"Inside?!"
Mike was still flexing as I started coming inside his muscle butt.
"Fuck, dude! Here it comes!"
"Give Big Bro that protein!"
My dick was shooting load after load. My body felt like it was about to explode, and I started screaming. I wasn't moving anymore and let my dick unload deep inside Mike's gut.
"I can feel it! It's so warm inside!"
The last jet of cum shot out of my dick, and I felt my body collapse. I put my forehead against Mike's. We started panting in unison. His breath felt hot against my face and neck. We smelled of cum, sweat, and spit. I looked down at Mike and realized he came too. A coating of cum covered his abs and chest. His dick was still hard and twitching. I felt my dick getting softer inside Mike's ass. His ass muscles were still squeezing my dick. I could feel the filled hole squeeze with every twitch of his dick. I looked him in the eyes and saw pure ecstasy.
"UGH! I never... Came like that! It was amazing! I could feel it in my whole body! Damn bro! What have you done to me?"
"Hah! I don't know, man. You were amazing, though, too. No pussy I ever fucked felt as good as yours!"
"Dude! I don't have a pussy!"
"My dick sure disagrees!"
As we both laughed, Mike's hole relaxed, and my dick flopped out of him.
"Ugh!"
His ass made that weird farting sound again.
"Sorry bout that!"
"It's fine, dude."
I moved away a little to check out the mess I had just made. There it was. Mike's tight pink hole! All wet and twitchy. I didn't know, guys; buttholes moved like that. With every breath Mike took, his hole twitched a bit, and cum oozed out of it. I wanted to push my face against the opening and clean it up, but that would be disgusting, right? Instead, I got up and passed Mike a towel. He wiped himself clean.
"That was crazy, Mike!"
"Yeah, I know, but it felt good, man! Right?"
"Right...We should've used a condom."
"We should've, but I'm clean. What about you?"
"Yeah, me too."
"So I guess it's fine."
"We should get checked just in case."
"Okay, we will, but why are you so nervous suddenly?"
The sex fog in my head started to clear itself, and my old self returned. All the memories of the last days came rushing over me. All the pain, guilt, and shame! I felt so much humiliation!
"I don't know. I'm just saying 'cause what we did was pretty disgusting."
"What?!"
Mike jumped up and sat on the bed, giving me a weird look.
"You said you didn't care about that just now!?"
"Well, I don't know. Maybe I do care!?"
I got into my bed and put the covers over my naked body.
"But... We agreed that we weren't gay! I don't get it. What's the problem?"
"God, do you hear how stupid you sound?! We just fucked! Maybe we are fucking gay!"
Mike's expression got a little softer and sadder now.
"Well, if what we did was gay, I don't care about it! So be it. I still enjoyed it."
"So you are gay, and I'm gay too!?"
"No! Maybe? Who cares!"
"I care! Oh fuck this, Mike, goodnight!"
He looked like he was about to punch me, but he got up instead, turned off the lights and put his underwear on.
"I gotta piss! Bye!"
He slammed the door when leaving.
I was lying on my bed in pitch-black darkness. All the confusing feelings and thoughts circled in my mind. Fuck I had to piss too. I waited for Mike to come back to go to the bathroom myself. He didn't say anything, just snarled when seeing me. When I returned from taking a piss, he was already lying in bed and seemed to be asleep.
I tried doing the same. It didn't take me too long to fall asleep, even though my head was filled with thoughts. Amazing sex makes you tired, I guess. That was the problem, though. I just had the best sex of my life, and it was with a guy! Not just any guy! It was with my best bro Mike, and I loved it. I wanted to be strong and confident all my life, but now I felt like a pussy! Because that's what I've been told gay guys are... or so I thought. I had a lot to figure out.
to be continued...