Gay
2006-05-18
Part 2.
It was a rough wedding. Only because I struggled to keep my mind on my duties in the ceremony instead of what had happened on the way there. Something funny has happened to me, too. My brain isn’t working the same way. In the back room with the guys as we change into tuxes, my eyes are drawn to their underwear. I can’t help but notice every detail – the little trail of dark hair leading from belly-button down into the top of their boxers. And I’m hard while we change.
During the pictures, we guys were standing very close (you know how photographers are). And I was very aware of where their packages were in relation to where my hands were. I even managed to brush a hand against a guys fly at one point – acting like I didn’t know what happened. He shifted awkwardly, but I had felt him stiff up. But then the wedding was over, and it’s time to go meet my friend.
So it’s Saturday Night late, and I pull into the gas station. I see a car sitting on the far end of the lot, and inside I can barely make out my friend from last time. I grab my bag and a hanger, and head for the restroom.
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I leave the door unlocked and he walks in a few seconds later.
He’s wearing a pair of shorts and a wife-beater. I’m in my tux. He says “OK, let’s get you changed. ” He reached up and slowly, sensually, stroking me all over at every phase, helped me out of my tux. It was incredible. He stroked my chest and stomach as he removed my shirt. He stroked my legs as he removed my pants. And then he started stroking my cock through my boxers.
I said “Hold on. ” He said “Huh? Shy now, all of a sudden?” I said “No. It’s your turn. ” I knelt down on the tile floor and yanked down his shorts and swallowed his stiff 8 inch cock. I didn’t have any idea what I was doing, but I was certainly excited and full of energy. I tried to remember what he had done to me, and duplicate it.
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He was thrusting his body against my face, and the smell, the taste, were overwhelming. He put his hands behind my head and kept me at the task. It took awhile to get the hang of the whole gag reflex thing when I went deep, but I finally got it. After a couple of minutes, he shot his load. It was incredible. My mouth filled up and I had to swallow some, and some went down my chin. But more than the taste and smell and feel, I guess what I really liked was the feeling of being in control of another guy. I was the one making him moan and tremble and shake. He finished up cumming and got under control, and then said “Are you in a hurry to get home?” I said “No. I have Sunday off too. ” He smiled and said “Well, get changed, and come over to my apartment. There’s a lot more I need to teach you about this stuff. ”
So I got dressed and followed him home for a weekend that changed my life. .
