Here is a story about two straight guys and their gay experiences with in high school. Its true. And I wish I could relive them.
Please remeber. If you shouldn't be reading this, Don't. This is a story about 2 straight males in high school who end up messing around. And yes, I miss it. Email me if you know what I mean. pc245@yahoo.com
I have been reading so many stories from this list that I felt it was time I added mine. This is a true story of three experiences I had while in high school (no embellishments). I am 32 now. I often think back on these times with great fondness.
Dave and I were both seniors in high school. We went to am all boys prep school in the Northeast. We were part of a group of about six or seven guys who hung out every weekend together. We were not part of the popular crowd. We weren't jocks. And we weren't part of the doper group. We were, I guess, dorks. We were decent looking (I was/am considered more than a little good looking). We all had girlfriends. None of us were virgins. We partied on the weekends with the girls from our sister school. Went on school sponsored ski trips (and drank heavily). We got fair grades. Drove fair cars. Well you get the pic. We were typical boring high school kids. But we did have a lot of fun.
Dave and I were a little closer than the others. We seemed to get along better. Looking back I think it was our deep desires. We were more willing to do stupid stuff. Less worried what others thought. We both smoked and thought it made us look cool. We were not shy about anything. When watching a porn flick on a ski trip, we would both joke openly about needing to beat off. Both of us would show just about anyone our dicks, if we though it was funny, or even really inappropriate.
As the year wore on we started to hang out more together without the others. One night he came down to my house to hang out in the garage. We sat around, drank beers, smoked cigars, and bullshited about girls.
It got late and we moved inside. My folks had gone to bed and we were downstairs watching TV and drinking the last of many beers. While Dave and I had talked about most everything, we had never talked about messing around. He had always joked that I had a tiny dick (I don't), and that he had a huge one (he does).
Well as the night wore on I got up to take another pee. I had just finished peeing when the bathroom door opened. Dave walked in and said he had to pee. No big deal. As I was moving out of his way he started saying that I should move my tiny dick out of the way of his monster. We kinda joked a little, then Dave surprised me with a straight-forwardness I had never seen: He said, "Let me see that tiny dick."
I pulled my pants down a little more than they were and showed him. A few drops of pee still dripping. He then pushed down his sweat pants and pulled out his dick. He was almost totally hard. He was huge. He was just about as long as mine (7 inches), but twice as thick. I was getting really turned on, but I wasn't sure were this was going so I was trying to act careful.
I had always thought about sex with other guys. Even blew a friend of mine when I was much younger. But Dave had never given me any clue that he was into it. But there I was looking down at his big thick cock. It was getting harder. There was something crude and exciting about the way he was just pulling his pants down to show me.
He moved over and sat on the toilet. He looked right at my dick. Then he said I am going to suck your dick. WOW! This floored me. I mean out of nowhere I am just taking a pee, and in walks my friend who has never mentioned ANYTHING like this, and he comes right out and says he is going to suck my dick! Might I add, that my dick must have been rather salty as I barely finished peeing.
Dave sat on the toilet sucking me hard and he beat himself off. I could feel myself getting closer so I asked to switch. I sat on the toilet while Dave stood in front of me. I should describe Dave. He is white, 6 foot, maybe 240 pounds. He was big, but not fat. So I am sitting in front of him sucking on his really thick cock. It was incredible. It had a huge vein running all the way down it. I started to massage his balls and stroke his cock as I pushed his cock all the way down my mouth. I wanted to do everything. But I didn't want to scare him off. Though looking back I don't think I could have. It didn't take Dave long at all. He came hard. Cum went in my mouth, on my face, and all over my shirt. It was incredible. I kept pumping his cock with my hand till he was slick with cum.
We then switched places again and he sucked me. I was rock hard. Dave started sucking me just like before. He was doing it hard and fast. I told him I was going to cum and he just took me deeper. Clearly he wanted me to cum completely in his mouth. As I came, Dave swallowed every drop. Nothing leaked out. It was incredible.
We straighten up. Brushed out teeth, and went to bed. But neither of us was ashamed. I think more than anything we were just blown away from the wild orgasms.
So the next few days, or weeks (I can't remember) were normal. We didn't talk about it. But we didn't ignore or avoid each other. In fact I think we were actually closer.
A short time later I went to his house after school. We had a snack (his mom and sister were home) and went up to his room. In short order the porn mags came out. Dave locked his door so we wouldn't get caught. Dave was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at some mag. I said something like, are you going to whip it out or what? He pulled down his pants and laid back on the bed. Again I looked at that huge cock. I quickly started stroking him. His cock was wonderful. It was so thick. I put my mouth on it and started sucking on him. Dave was so much fun to suck. He responded so quickly. Soon he was coming all over my hand. Big huge load of cum. It was incredible. Next I lay on the bad and looked at a porn mag while he started blowing me. I put down the mag and watched. Watching his head go up and down on my cock was wild. I soon came again. And again he swallowed me whole. I loved it. After a quick gargle with Scope, we were back down stairs as if nothing happened.
Again, we didn't feel weird or embarrassed. It was really very cool.
The rest of the school year passed without us getting back together. We just didn't have a chance. I now REALLY regret it. We could have had some serious fun.
We both left for college and said goodbye. No we only got to hug.
Over the first Xmas break my folks were living in the City. I invited Dave to come in for the night and party. We met up with some friends of mine from college. We partied, smoked pot, and had a great time. It was just a little odd. Without saying anything to each other we both wanted to get back to the apartment. It was just after midnight when we got home. Very early for the City. My folks had just gone to bed and we went into my room. I had a big bed, and it was understood that we would just share the bed. Well we got into bed and flipped on the porn channel. I looked over and Dave had pushed back the covers and was stroking his big cock. I was so turned on. I jut moved in and started sucking his dick. He moved over so we were both on our sides, but 69'in each other. It was wild. I got a little bold and tried to put my finger in his ass. But he didn't seem to be interested. We rolled around a lot sucking each others dick. We were even moving on to each others balls. I was going wild. I tried to push my ass against his cock. But he was not interested. I was so ready to have him fuck me. Anyhow we ending up sucking each other off. It was still really wild. We took it really slow and sucked each other deep.
The next day was just like all the rest. We felt closer. But no mention of having him cum in my mouth the night before.
That was the last I saw of Dave. We have spoken a few times since then. He is now married, as am I. I still know where he lives. I have not had a single bi experience since then and really regret it. I know I am straight, but would love to have another experience. Maybe I will give him a call this Summer. I dunno. Maybe I will ride up to his place and have to spend the night?
Well thats my story. As you can tell I am not a great writer.
PLEASE email me if you have similar experiences. I would love to hear from other Married Bi-Males. pc245@yahoo.com