He knew just how to work that dick up inside, and he had me cumming like a stream, all over myself. He kept fucking, reaching down to jerk me off. He used my cum as lube, while he was fucking me, jerking me off in synchronized form. He told me he was cumming, and quickened his hand. We came together. Fuck it was awesome.
I fucked a guy named Travis a couple summers ago. We met at a Lady Gaga concert, and although he was flamboyantly gay, he had this fucking amazing smile. Literally lit up his whole face when he smiled. He was smaller than I was, so it seemed naturally I'd be topping the fuck out of his boy pussy.
I dropped on him a few more times, and leaned back, thrusting up and down, so his dick was hitting all the right spots in me. He sat up, cupping his hands behind my back, but I was so close to cumming, I pushed his hands off, falling back on the bed, and jerked my ass up a couple times, letting myself cum all over the fuckin place. Fuck it felt good.
I could hear the boards start to squeak and the floor was starting to move. His breath was building up, and pretty soon, became a full on moan fest. He was panting, and thrusting in and out of me.
I met this guy Tommy, on Prince St. last Summer. We literally bumped into each other twice and, taking it as a sign, we exchanged numbers. He was definitely a tall drink of water. Like, the giant Figi bottle, amongst the crowd of Niagara bottles. Sexy dark skin, black wavy hair. He had it pushed back behind his ears, but there was this one lock of hair that kept falling back across his eye. He had perfect, white teeth, and thick lips.
He was practically deep throating me, and that was just mid shaft. I took it like a champ, pushing him all the way in, til I could smell the fabric softener in his pubes
Inch after inch, he split into me. Once he was in, he said he could feel my contractions and that I was going to make him bust if I didn't hold it together. Honest to fuck I couldn't. My ass was contracting like a fuckin virgin, I was shaking so bad
I let go, and watch my dick bob up and down, pouring out a thick creamy load of man spunk all over the towel. Holy fuck balls. I close my eyes, and lean back against the door, just letting my dick nut all over the towel.
A brief story, describing my experience with Dan. He's my best friend, and actually, the only man I would ever consider being with in a relationship. Until this story, I had never even thought about being gay.