Gay Sex Stories
(and Straight Guys who Had Homosexual Experiences)
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-Submitted July 1, 2007 First Last Suck
Straight Male with Gay Sex Experience My good old friend Sam and I visited some of his friends one Friday evening after work. I think his friends must have been gay, but we just sat and had drinks in the living room talking mostly bullshit stuff all evening. About 12 a.m. we decided to return home and rest. Sammy, as I used to call him, asked me if he could sack in with me in my upper room at my parents' home. We both were so drunk by then that I said it was o.k. I really did not have room for him, since I had a single bed. Once I closed the upper room door, Sammy began to kiss me. I did feel kind of bad letting him kiss my lips, since I had never thought I had gay tendencies. Since alcohol nummed by thoughts, I decided to let it go, and see what would happen. I knew he was gay, and that he was a fun-to-be-with person. He started to strip my clothes off, while he did the same. He was uncut; I am cut. Both had by then real boners. His penis was about the same size as mine: 5.75 inches long. Sammy went down immediately to my penis, while watching him with awe eating my stiff rod. He told me that he hardly had sucked cut-dicks, and that he was enjoying the best blow-job of his life. We had the lights on, so we could watch what was happening. He gently led me to my bed, and had me lay in my naked back, while he would continue to lick my balls, my arse, and especailly my glands. I had sex with many girls by then, but no one had ever given me such a a blow-job. He once and a while would kiss me as I would sit on the edge of the bed, and then lay on my back enjoying the good sex. Sammy was tender and would tell me that he loved my hard-on penis, and that it was beautiful, since it went from a 6.5-inch thickness at its base to an arrow-shape shaft to head of about 4.5 inch thickness. When he stuck my balls one by one in his mouth, I felt I had never had such a ticklish feeling before. He would swirl his tongue aroung my penis head, which by then was purplish and getting ready for a big spunk of oozing cum. There was a lot of lubrication in this blow-job session, since Sammy's saliva was abundant and thick. I decided to wear no condom, and boy, did I feel I was in heaven. He would once and a while kiss my hairy and virile thick legs and feet, and then slowly he would come up to my arse and lick it like if he would eat a tasty candy. He did not care about cleaniness, he just ate my ass, balls and dick. He was as hot as I was, but never asked me to suck his throbbing knob. His foreskin had been natually retracted by his turn- on prick as dark as a chocolate candy, but my redish-purpleish penis was the object of his delight, and of course, mine too, for I felt strange pleasure that I had never had enjoyed with a women's blow job and puzzy ramming. This was the first time for me with a man,and the last one for sure, for I have lost other gay opportunities in my aging life. Oh, how do I miss Sammy. I never fell in love with the guy. Just as he came into my life, he disappeared into the moring light the next day, after we laid hugged to each other the rest of the night. As time approached for my cumming, Sammy would mumble words of praise and love for my thobbing rod, as I began to spout my oozing cum into his mouth, which he swallowed in delight. I grabbed his curly hair (I believe he must have had some black blood), while ramming my penis into his deep throat, as if I were inside a famel vagina. I think this has been the best load-shooting in my life (besides the shoot-outs when I begot my two now full-grown sons. Beleive me! I knew when my wife and I begot our children, since the cumming in both nights have been the second and the third best load- shootings in my life). It was strange to me that Sammy never asked me to have sex with his small and black arse (he was much shorter than me). Neither did I feel like having sex with the curly Sammy. As I was cumming into his mouth, he also started to shoot his greenish cum into my leg. His cum dribbled down my hairy left leg. As we both ended shooting our loads, he asked me if he could lie beside me. I said there was no problem. I needed to embrace him after the terrific suck he had given me. Our rods started to shrink. We hardly fitted in the single bed, but our naked bodies remained embraced, until the moring came. We slept like logs. Just before I felt asleep, I felt Sammy's lips kiss my mouth once more. He left on them some of my oozing cum. I licked it off and felt asleep. This happend about 40 years ago, and even if I consider myself a straight guy, I still miss Sammy's blow- job, the best in my whole life. And I still wonder where is my old Sammy friend? God knows if he's still alive, and sucking penis like he did that night to me. Hurrey for Sammy, wherever he is now!
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