If someone asked me before, how I view realation of man with man I would say I'm disgusted by it. Because the thruth is, I was. I still remember what my respond was when I for the first time exposed to gay relation. How deep my frown and how I scuinted my eyes at that picture. It happened when I heard the word "anal sex" and being a curious teen that time, I googled it and the picture of men doing it really disgusted the hell out of me.
But at the age of 24, someone special had changed my heart and view towards the gay realation. I was completely straingth, not even bended but him, he just knew his way to get into my heart. I of course never expect he could be someone so dearly to me now. Everything didn't make sense at all. So here is my story, and I hope you will enjoyed reading it.
WHEN I WAS 24
I lived in the city alone, far away from my family and being to deprivated to had some living thing to had a chat with. I was too busy with overtime and part time jobs since the rent was so high. That was then I met him, the guy that changed me into the new me. He was serching for a house to rent. I offered him to share my appartment with me and paid half while I paid another half of the rent. He agreed in no time.
That night, we had a little chat and I was super talkative with him. I was super friendly and he seem didn't bother with it which I was so glad. His name is Dylan, and he was three years younger than me. I win over him by a few inches but he was bigger than me. His body was a body everyone was dying to get. His eight pecs abs and sex god appearence make me felt really small when I stood beside him. But Dylan likes to praise my body and said I was attractive which I just laughed it off.
Even we only knew each other for a few weeks, but we already felt like brothers. He took extra care about me than his other friends who he brought home, which make me felt really special to him. I began to love him more and more after that. He became like my brother and I felt it hard to be apart with him. But when I learnt the fact that he was gay, I became awkward with him and avoided him all together. He noticed my changed but he didn't make any comment about it.
I took more overtime and did more part time jobs just for the sake to avoid meeting him in middle of the night. Everytime I wanted to fall asleep, I will remember all his remarks about my body before when he saw me topless. I felt insecured to sleep in my own room, afraid that he might barging into my room. I soon began to sleep at my work place. And sometimes I did more jobs at night so I could rest in the morning since Dylan won't be home at that hours.
After a quiet time I acted that way, my body somehow was at its limit. The evening when Dylan was home and I was getting ready to went out to work, I fainted in the kitchen because it had been two days I haven't ate a single meals, only got time for some mineral water. I woke at white room which I already knew was a hospital room. But what shocked me was I saw Dylan sleeping on the chair next to my bed while holding my hand. When he found that I was awake, he aked whether I'm okay or not and nagged me for not eating and skipping meals.
His affection towards me make me felt shameful for avoiding him. Even if he was a gay, I shouldn't acted that way towards him. Here, he was so nice to me but what I did to him? I avoid him thought negetive about him. I decided then, Dylan could be even a murderer if that what he was and I don't care about it anymore. All I care was he is Dylan, my house mate who always gave me extra care and attention. And I love him for that.
"For tonight, you'll just have to sit. I'll do everything including dishes. Just tell me if you need anything." Dylan said when we finished dinner that he had cooked before he took away my plate.
I just smiled and thanked him before he disappear to the kitchen. I went to living room to watched tv but then my stomach acted up after a few minutes I sat on the couch. I quickly got up and ran towards the toilets. I was having a hard stool and required me to use all my energy to pushed it out. And as per usual when I having hard time during bowel movement, my penis will got hard. I noticed that everytime I finished during those hard bowle movement moment, I will got a surge of relief like the post ejeculation phase.
Even my penis was throbbing, all I could focused on that time was the stool in my ass. And everytime I realese my stool, my toes would curved and my back will arched. My breathing was raging and by that time my penis was already rock hard. My last stool was harder than the earlier and I grabbed the wall nearby while I pushed it out with all my might. I bite my lips to prevent my grunts from escaped my mouth and maybe that sounds will disturb Dylan who was doing dishes at the kitchen. But I've failed.
"Ilay? Ilay are you okay in there, bud?" I heard Dylan asked and then the sound of his voice became clearer indicated that he was coming closer to the door.
I haven't lock the door because Dylan aksed it that way before. He afraid that I might fainted again so no more locking him out. Dylan was hesitated to pushed the door open so he asked me again but I was too deep in my shit to answer him. I was focusing my energy to pushed out my stool which was more important to me than to answer him. He said if I didn't answered him, he will came in and I wanted to answer him that time but the stool was coming out so I bite my lips again and fuhh, my stool smoothly leave my bowel.
Each time my stool passed through my splinchter, I would arched my back. I closed my eyes as my last stool leave my anus agape open. The surge of relief attacked me and tears fall from the corner of my eyes. I was breathing heavily as I kept my eyes closed. Yup, I was such a mess after having a hard bowel movement. Slowly riding down my high, I opened my eyes and I was shocked when I saw Dylan was in front of the door, with eyes wide opened and jaws slacked agape.
I noticed his eyes weren't on me even though he was looking at me. I wonder where he was looking at before he rose his gaze and met my eyes. Like a deer caught in headlight, Dylan stammering all over with his words while he tried to explain to me why he was there. Even though I can't understand a word he said, but I knew why he was there and I just nodded my head and smiled at him to show I wasn't mad at him.
His eyes fell back from my eyes for one last time before he left. I still catching my breath as I watched him walked away. And as I looked down to my body when I wanted to clean myself, I saw my penis was still rock hard. But the weird thing was, I was leaking precum and wetting my shaft and abdomen with that liquid. Suddenly I remember Dylan, did he saw me like this before? I felt my face flushed red and quickly I cleaned myself. And as for my penis, I used cold water on it as I usually did.
I didn't jerk off after having hard bowel movement, no metter how my penis throbbing. Why? Well, I guess because I've had my realivement so I don't feel like I need to jerk off. I tugged up my jeans before I flushed the toilet and walked out. I saw Dylan in th eliving room and when I sat next to him, I could sense he tense. I guessed it was time for me to explain so he won't feel awkward with me.
"Dylan... I uh, I'm sorry about earlier. It's just uh, what you saw, there's an explanation about it." I started and Dylan looked at me weirdly.
"Explain? What? You don't have to."
"No, listen. This is embaressing but I hope you'll understand my situation. My penis always get hard when I had hard time during bowel." I began explaining to him as I didn't wanted him to think that I was doing funny stuff in the toilet earlier.
Dylan was loking at me like he been seeing ghost when he heard what I had said so I quickly added, "It pretty normal, really. I've asked my doctor and he said I just happen to has sensitive prostate."
Dylan's looks changed when he heard my further explanation. But before I can embaressing myself more, he cut me off by saying he was impressed. And his eyes looked at me like I was his prey which gave me cold shivers to my spine. I wondered why he said he was impressed and what really impressed him actually? I wanted to asked but before I mmanaged to opened my mouth, he stood and left me there as he walked to his bedroom and locked the door.