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Straight Male Friends. . . Ever suck one off?

I LOVE THIS THREAD!!!!

So a follow up to my last post. I talked to my friend tonight and told him that I told you guys about our "past." He laughed. He said he was ok with giving out his webcam site, he never shows his face, and since he lives with his wife now, he doesn't do many shows anymore.

www.cam4.com/cyfan

I told him that we want to get him on the futon and he said, "I'll think about it." I gave him the site and told him to look into it. I asked him since he's getting sex (straight sex) on a daily basis does he even think about guys anymore. "Well not really, but now that we're talking about it, you have me turned on." So there might be hope!!!!!
 
HOT UPDATE!!!!

So as I was posting my last comment I told him to go watch the Diesal/Jimmy pt2 scene. So he stops it and tells me it's time to get the webcam out. So I watched him jacking off to that video and we came together. Ohhhhh soooooooo gooooooooood.
 
Please don't forget to give us a long detailed account of what he looked like, and how it all happened. From my point of view, the more detail the better. After all, we still have to wait three more days for a new Broke Straight Boys episode, so please give us something good to "get excited" over. :drool:

haha! oops i completely forgot i left this cliff hanger on you guys!

well anyhow, he used to be a pretty chunky cute guy (i thought he was cuter when he had some meat on him, but thats just my opinion). but over the summer he had lost a lot of weight by working out and dieting, so when he came back for the fall semester he was ripped. we had actually had a conversation once, the last time my fuck buddy stayed at school with me for the weekend when he was drunk. we were cuddling in the lobby of our dorm and him and his friend walk in from the bar drunk. so they sit down on the couch opposite us and start chatting it up, when all of a sudden rob pipes up that he has seen some bisexual porn before, and he wasnt totally turned off. so he came back for the semester, and our GSA had an on campus house. he was walking past the house (on his way back from the bar) and stopped in to say hi. well it was my friends 2 year anniversary, so he went up to the attic where they stayed to wish them well. well he wound up deciding that as a birthday present, we was going to strip for them and give them each lapdances. so after that is all said and done, he comes downstairs to the first floor, pops his head into my room and asks if me or my roomate can spare a cigarette. so we all go outside to the picnic table where we are smoking and making small talk about the strip show when i admitted i had always found him attractive. so my roomate says to me, "you should touch his cock, he wont mind". me being shy and prudish, declined and just started blushing. when all of a sudden rob graps my hand and puts it over his package! well that was hot, but when i pulled my hand away, he says to me that i should feel it under his gym shorts. so he holds the short leg open for me waiting for me to get up the nerve. so i slowly move my hand in, and he tells me to stroke it. so i do. well it took him a very short time to get hard, and he says he hasnt had his dick sucked in a long time, so once again my roomate pipes up, that i should suck his dick. well we werent going to do it outside, because the picnic table sits right on a busy road with people driving back and forth every 5 minutes, so he tucks his stiffy up in the band of his gym shorts and we go into my room. my roomate was smart enough not to interfere so he finds someone else to embarass. he asked if i had any porn on my computer, and being the porn hoarder i am, i had just about anything he could want to watch, so i put on some straight porn, and he lowers his shorts with his hardon sticking straight at me, and starts stroking it. so he looks at me and asks what i thought of this whole thing, so i said, "need some help?" and he says sure. so im down on my knees in front of him, and i look up at him once again and ask him if he is sure, and he says to go for it. so i sucked his cock vigorously, and he mumbles something so i look up and say "what?" when i got a face full of cum! most of it went in my mouth, but got the side of my face pretty good. i guess you can say i got diesaled! he put his shorts back on and i stood up, when he points to my hoodie and says that i should probably change my hoodie, as it was covered in cum, which i hadnt noticed at first. to this day that hoodie still has cum stains in it....which is a shame because that was my favorite hoodie!
 
haha! oops i completely forgot i left this cliff hanger on you guys!

well anyhow, he used to be a pretty chunky cute guy (i thought he was cuter when he had some meat on him, but thats just my opinion). but over the summer he had lost a lot of weight by working out and dieting, so when he came back for the fall semester he was ripped. we had actually had a conversation once, the last time my fuck buddy stayed at school with me for the weekend when he was drunk. we were cuddling in the lobby of our dorm and him and his friend walk in from the bar drunk. so they sit down on the couch opposite us and start chatting it up, when all of a sudden rob pipes up that he has seen some bisexual porn before, and he wasnt totally turned off. so he came back for the semester, and our GSA had an on campus house. he was walking past the house (on his way back from the bar) and stopped in to say hi. well it was my friends 2 year anniversary, so he went up to the attic where they stayed to wish them well. well he wound up deciding that as a birthday present, we was going to strip for them and give them each lapdances. so after that is all said and done, he comes downstairs to the first floor, pops his head into my room and asks if me or my roomate can spare a cigarette. so we all go outside to the picnic table where we are smoking and making small talk about the strip show when i admitted i had always found him attractive. so my roomate says to me, "you should touch his cock, he wont mind". me being shy and prudish, declined and just started blushing. when all of a sudden rob graps my hand and puts it over his package! well that was hot, but when i pulled my hand away, he says to me that i should feel it under his gym shorts. so he holds the short leg open for me waiting for me to get up the nerve. so i slowly move my hand in, and he tells me to stroke it. so i do. well it took him a very short time to get hard, and he says he hasnt had his dick sucked in a long time, so once again my roomate pipes up, that i should suck his dick. well we werent going to do it outside, because the picnic table sits right on a busy road with people driving back and forth every 5 minutes, so he tucks his stiffy up in the band of his gym shorts and we go into my room. my roomate was smart enough not to interfere so he finds someone else to embarass. he asked if i had any porn on my computer, and being the porn hoarder i am, i had just about anything he could want to watch, so i put on some straight porn, and he lowers his shorts with his hardon sticking straight at me, and starts stroking it. so he looks at me and asks what i thought of this whole thing, so i said, "need some help?" and he says sure. so im down on my knees in front of him, and i look up at him once again and ask him if he is sure, and he says to go for it. so i sucked his cock vigorously, and he mumbles something so i look up and say "what?" when i got a face full of cum! most of it went in my mouth, but got the side of my face pretty good. i guess you can say i got diesaled! he put his shorts back on and i stood up, when he points to my hoodie and says that i should probably change my hoodie, as it was covered in cum, which i hadnt noticed at first. to this day that hoodie still has cum stains in it....which is a shame because that was my favorite hoodie!

jw, that was freaking hot. i keep "trophies" from my straight boys i've slept with. i keep their underwear! i have 4 pairs. :)

so for my social experiment in the name of Broke Straight Boys! my friend and i decided to see if we can get any straight guy to let me suck him to fuck her. it worked. :sneaky2: we were at a bar and we agreed on a guy. we had to make sure he was straight, which wasn't too hard, she just showed some extra cleavage. so she works on flirting with him, he buys her a drink. he comes over and chats her up. he was polite and asked me if she was my girl, i said no. she tells him i'm her gay boyfriend. he says a lot of girls have them and laughs. he starts hitting on her harder. she tells him its her birthday, which it isn't. he bought us a drink. we bought him a drink. she tells him that she has a secret. she explains that she wants him but the only way she will bring him home is if we go outside and he lets me touch/suck him. he calls us nuts and walks away.

about an hour later, he comes up with his friend. he tells his friend the story. he says he wishes his friend would do that for him. he explains he's gay. so he helps and talks his friend into it!

flash forward 20 minutes, we're in the backseat of her car and i'm sucking him off. a couple minutes into it, i get the cumming signal and he pretty much came all over the seat and my shirt. we told them that we were going into the bar to tell our friends that we're leaving. they go in to tell their friends that they're leaving too. we left them! baitbus has NOTHING on us!!!
 
Looks like I just missed your post. haha Good story. Poor guy didn't get a woman tonight. Huh? lol He was still lucky enough though.
 
I have never been much of a fan of reading gay erotica. i.e. Fiction. But I very much enjoy reading true stories. This thread has been quite a bit of fun. Thank you everyone. Please keep the stories cumming.
 
omg z your so baaaad LOL what i would have paid to be a fly on the outside lol.
 
Thank you ALL!!!

Wow guys, when I started this thread yesterday, I was hoping that perhaps one or two hot stories might be posted, but I'm overwhelmed by all of your generosity in sharing these incredibly hot, true experiences.

I agree with Tampa, that much of gay erotic fiction is usually pretty lame, but true stories can be incredibly exciting, and stories about giving head to straight guys are by far my favorites.

As I've been reading all of your posts, I've wanted to comment and complement so many of you for your honest incredibly exciting accounts, but for one thing it is hard to type with one hand :tongue_smilie:, and I love each and every story that has been posted so far, so I'm offering a general thank you to all of you. And for those of you who've promised more details or part two's to follow, please write more.

To quote the hamburger commercial's, "I'm lovin' it"!!!!:thumbup:
 
My experience (repost)

As zyl84 reposted his hot story regarding his straight college Freshmen dorm mate on this thread, I thought that I would repost what I consider to be my hottest ever sexual experience with a straight friend. I had originally posted this story on the forum in January 2009.

I'm a member of this site because I am very attracted to young straight guys, and love to see them enjoying man to man sex. I have had a number of straight guys who I have sucked off over the years. I would be curious, (and turned on) to read about any other member's experiences.

One of my hottest was when I was approximately 30, and I was manager of a warehouse where we hired high school and college students. His name was Harry and he was 19, working during the summer on his college break. He had come back to work for several summers and we had become friends. I had agreed to allow him to house sit my apartment while I was on vacation. He came over one evening before I left for vacation, to show him my apartment. We were drinking and took Quaaludes, which were a popular drug at that time. As we sat around listening to music, and getting high, he asked me if I was gay. I told him that I was and he was sending me a vibe that he might be interested in something happening. We had taken off our sneakers and were in our white socks. I remember that we were standing near my refrigerator, probably getting another beer, and I felt his toes press against mine. I felt a jolt of electricity or sexuality as our toes touched through our socks. The next thing I remember was we were in my bedroom.

He was wearing a western style long sleeve shirt with snaps for buttons, and I unsnapped each one to reveal his lean bare, mostly smooth chest and tummy. I kept going, (as Dave would say), and opened his jeans and pulled them down. His young cock was throbbing hard in his white briefs. I then somehow wound up on top of his body and was rubbing against him. The next thing I knew was he was kissing me. We were making out and exchanging tongues and spit. Quaaludes were a great drug to make people feel very sexy. After making out, I removed his jockeys and took his hard cock in my mouth and sucked him until he fed me his load.

I then tried to kiss him again, and he pushed me away, saying that it bothers him, even when girls try to kiss him after he came in their mouth. But I finished undressing and laid next to him and kept stroking his spent cock, until he got hard again. He then played with my cock and jerked me off, while I did the same to him. We made each other cum. I invited him to spend the night, and said I could drive him to work the next day. He got all up tight and said he had to go home.

The next day at work, he acted a bit weird, but he did stay at my apartment, while I was on vacation, and when I returned I found a pair of his jockey shorts crumpled up on the bathroom floor. I picked them up and discovered a fresh load of cum in them. He must have jerked off that morning and left them as a "gift" for me.

I tried to get him to come over after that, but he always refused and soon found a steady girlfriend. However I still remain friends with him and his wife today, 25 years after that night. We discussed that night on the night of his bachelor party before he married, and he told me that it was the only gay experience that he ever had, but that he remembered every detail and was glad that it happened. I will always remember that as one of my hottest experiences, as I had lusted over Harry for a couple of years before, and finally got to suck his cock and swallow his cum, as well as to make out with him.
 
That is a great story Mike. I think many people would be be happy if a thread like this kind stayed a permanent fixture on the site. Thank you for sharing that with us again. :thumbup:
 
After we had chatted about the previous nights "doings", Phil decided to go take a shower. It was only a small camping site so I waited for him to come back but I was so horny so I crept into his sleeping back and it smelt so cummy. I got so hard that I jacked off and spread my juice where his had been inside his sleeping bag. Phil came back and I went for my shower but when I got back he said he had gotten into his sleeping bag and noticed it was damp on the inside. I was so embarrased but he said he was quite turned on and that it made him cum inside it too.

We then got changed and met Phils brother and our other friend, made breakfast, then went to the beach. All had a great day and in the evening we went to a Chinese restaurant and had a fantastic meal - they even served us some alcohol, but they would do anything for money - thats the UK for you.

All 4 of us got back, a bit worse for wear (that means a bit tipsy), we cracked open a few cans and retired "hurt" once more. Phil and I were so out of it that we went straight into our bags and fell asleep. At around 4am the following morning I woke up to the sound of Phil jerking off once more. I said "Oi I'm trying to get some sleep" to which he replied "come and give me a hand first".

This time it was all so different. I said I wanted to get inside his bag with him so we zipped the bags together and cuddled up to each other. He turned to one side and I laid against him, my cock against his butt and started jerking him off. I was so hard and my cock started to feel for the hole, but I pulled away because, for some reason, I knew it was wrong or perhaps a bit too early. Surprisingly enough Phil did not object to my hard cock pressing up against him, maybe I should have taken that into account.

As I was jerking him off his head turned around and looked me head on, we kissed, just a small peck at first, but then it developed into a full on "snog" with tounges. That really turned Phil on and within about 5 mins of me jerking him off combined with kissing, he came all over my hand. I rubbed his cum onto his stomach and ate a bit, he said Ewww but I said it tasted good, so he tried some too and he agreed.

But so far I had not had any mutual masturbation so I said it was his turn to satisfy me. He cautiously said ok and so we reversed roles with him rubbing his wet but nice cock against my butt and he started jerking me off and kissing me. This time however, it was different because his cock got hard pretty quick and said he wanted to fuck me and imagine that he was fucking my sister. I hesitated (deliberately), thus giving him the impression that I was unsure of the whole impending act. But Phil kept saying "please jon I need to fuck" so in the end I "reluctantly" agreed. The story continues ...
 
Another story happened about a year later. i had moved out of the house and into a dorm. i got a phonecall from a friend of mine that had left school because he couldnt pay for tuition. he said he was in town for the night and asked if he could stop by to say hi. he had always been a weird kid, but always very fun to be around, so i said that he could stop by for a moment, but i had to go to sleep soon as i had an exam in the morning.

i didn't think anything was going to happen, being that he was dating a girl, who is actually one of the Christian Fellowship members that protested the existence of our GSA at a religious college. She always had a weird facial expression that often looked like she was giving you the stink face.

So he gave me a call and told me he was outside of my dorm, so i went to the door and let him in, and we walked down the hall to my room. we sat in my room chatting about what hes been up to, how school is going for me, etc. when suddenly the conversation turned to uncut cocks. dont ask me how it got to that, as i dont even remember. he told me he had one. so i told him back that i had never seen one before let alone done anything with one. and at that he stands up, unzips his fly and pulls it out. i'm not gonna lie, it was a little weird. so i look at him and he tells me to touch it, so i start softly stroking it. he told me that it felt so good, and that i should try sucking it. so he finished taking off his jeans and sat down on my very own futon, and i got down in front of him and started sucking his huge uncut cock. soon he was face fucking me and shot down my throat so hard i gagged. he came back a few weeks later, and that time we cut out the chit chat and went straight to emptying his load right down my throat.

he became a little clingy, and tried telling me we should be more romantic together, but i'm not sure if that was a good idea so i keep my distance to this day. the next time i saw his girlfriend protesting one of our events, i just smiled at her as she scowled back. she has no idea what her boyfriend was doing every time he visited her and ran off to another dorm to visit a friend, and i wasnt about to tell her.
 
he became a little clingy, and tried telling me we should be more romantic together, but i'm not sure if that was a good idea so i keep my distance to this day. the next time i saw his girlfriend protesting one of our events, i just smiled at her as she scowled back. she has no idea what her boyfriend was doing every time he visited her and ran off to another dorm to visit a friend, and i wasnt about to tell her.


Revenge is sweet. haha :lol:
 
Where to start?

Bob--We were in Boy Scouts together through grade school and high school, and often tent mates. As an aside, the Boy Scouts taught me more about leadership skills (getting people to do what you want, among other things) and same sex sex than they ever knew! I often wondered if our scoutmasters had any idea of what was going on in the tents when we were supposed to be sleeping.

At any rate, Bob was on the football team, a very sweet guy, going steady, and relatively popular in school. He had a great body, nicely filled out, and somewhat muscular. On the way back from a hike, we were all riding in the back of a large flat bed truck (wouldn't be allowed today), covered by a tarp. In one section of the truck, there was a lot of surreptitious groping going on. Bob and I ended up groping each other for a long time. We eventually whipped our cocks cocks out and stoked each other until we came. From then on, whenever we went on camping trips for a weekend, Bob and I shared a tent. The next camping trip came, and we sucked each other off. There was absolutely no passion or anything remotely close to it. It was as if it was two guys experimenting and rather mechanically getting each other off. Eventually, I got my driver's license and drove to our Monday night scout meetings. Bob and I would stay for the first hour, then duck out, climb in my car, and we'd drive to nearby date groves or sand dunes in the desert darkness. As soon as we'd get in the car and pull away from the curb, I'd reach over and start groping him and he'd do the same to me. By the time we got to where we were going to play, both of us had our cocks out with raging hard ons. We'd suck each other until we came, and eventually, we tried fucking each other. We both enjoyed it. Interestingly enough, we engaged in safe sex long before it became a "requirement" as a result of the plague. The thought of taking cum in my mouth was totally repellant to me as was the thought of taking a load in the ass. (I know, I know .... how stupid can one be?) He had a great cock, about 7 inches, cut, thick and veiny. We played this way until I graduated from high school. It got to the point where we would zip our sleeping bags together in our tent, play half the night, then wake up early and return our sleeping bags to the normal configuration. My most memorable time with him was one time when he was fucking me without a condom. I could tell he was getting ready to come. I told him to pull out. He said, "Not yetttttttt!" and shot a load in my ass. I was totally grossed out and could hardly wait to get home to take a shower.

I played with him one more time after graduating from high school, when I came home from college for Christmas Vacation. Car, groping, cocks out and raging hard, in a date grove... just like old times!

Years later, I saw him at our 25th high school reunion. We went outside to have a cigarette, and never once did the topic of our teen antics come up. He invited me and my wife to come up to the bay area some time and spend time with him and his wife on their houseboat in the delta near Sacramento. A couple of weeks after the reunion, I dropped him a note, telling him how fun it was to see him again, and that our friendship and all it involved had been a very important part of my history. I have never heard from him since.
 
Where to start?

Bob--We were in Boy Scouts together through grade school and high school, and often tent mates. As an aside, the Boy Scouts taught me more about leadership skills (getting people to do what you want, among other things) and same sex sex than they ever knew! I often wondered if our scoutmasters had any idea of what was going on in the tents when we were supposed to be sleeping.

At any rate, Bob was on the football team, a very sweet guy, going steady, and relatively popular in school. He had a great body, nicely filled out, and somewhat muscular. On the way back from a hike, we were all riding in the back of a large flat bed truck (wouldn't be allowed today), covered by a tarp. In one section of the truck, there was a lot of surreptitious groping going on. Bob and I ended up groping each other for a long time. We eventually whipped our cocks cocks out and stoked each other until we came. From then on, whenever we went on camping trips for a weekend, Bob and I shared a tent. The next camping trip came, and we sucked each other off. There was absolutely no passion or anything remotely close to it. It was as if it was two guys experimenting and rather mechanically getting each other off. Eventually, I got my driver's license and drove to our Monday night scout meetings. Bob and I would stay for the first hour, then duck out, climb in my car, and we'd drive to nearby date groves or sand dunes in the desert darkness. As soon as we'd get in the car and pull away from the curb, I'd reach over and start groping him and he'd do the same to me. By the time we got to where we were going to play, both of us had our cocks out with raging hard ons. We'd suck each other until we came, and eventually, we tried fucking each other. We both enjoyed it. Interestingly enough, we engaged in safe sex long before it became a "requirement" as a result of the plague. The thought of taking cum in my mouth was totally repellant to me as was the thought of taking a load in the ass. (I know, I know .... how stupid can one be?) He had a great cock, about 7 inches, cut, thick and veiny. We played this way until I graduated from high school. It got to the point where we would zip our sleeping bags together in our tent, play half the night, then wake up early and return our sleeping bags to the normal configuration. My most memorable time with him was one time when he was fucking me without a condom. I could tell he was getting ready to come. I told him to pull out. He said, "Not yetttttttt!" and shot a load in my ass. I was totally grossed out and could hardly wait to get home to take a shower.

I played with him one more time after graduating from high school, when I came home from college for Christmas Vacation. Car, groping, cocks out and raging hard, in a date grove... just like old times!

Years later, I saw him at our 25th high school reunion. We went outside to have a cigarette, and never once did the topic of our teen antics come up. He invited me and my wife to come up to the bay area some time and spend time with him and his wife on their houseboat in the delta near Sacramento. A couple of weeks after the reunion, I dropped him a note, telling him how fun it was to see him again, and that our friendship and all it involved had been a very important part of my history. I have never heard from him since.

that was a sweet story, i am sorry you arent still friends.
 
Tom--

Tom and I got to know each other when his family moved into a house behind us in the north part of town. Tom was in the same boy scout troop as I was, and we used to ride or walk to meetings every Monday night. He had a nice six and a half inch uncut cock--the first one I'd ever played with. At one point, we decided to go for the photography merit badge, which meant we had to have our own dark room. His parents, from the mid west, had dug a cellar underneath the house to store canned goods in, and they allowed us to use the top part of the cellar for our dark room. One night, as we were working, I suggested that we take pictures of each other. We did. Then I suggested we take pictures of each other's cocks. (I told you earlier that the boy scouts taught leadership skills!) He agreed, though a bit hesitantly. Somewhere, I still have those snapshots. I eventually asked if I could suck his cock. His initial response was no, but I badgered him until he gave in. I gave him as good a blow job as I knew how to give at that young age, and he loved it. That was the only time we ever played.

After we both became Eagle Scouts and members of the Order of The Arrow, and graduated from high school, he went to West Point, became a Mormon, was baptized in the West Point swimming pool, got a girlfriend pregnant, left the academy, continued his education and Brigham Young, became an engineer, had six kids, and still lives in Southern California.

We still see each other at our class reunions and always have a great time reminiscing and catching up. The blow job is never mentioned, which is o.k. by me, since I still have very vivid memories of that night.

My husband fell in love with him at our 40th reunion, the one where I came out to my class by bringing Mikey and dancing with him before we left.
 
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