Straight Male Friends. . . Ever suck one off?

[guidolbido]

Bill:

I knew Bill through the Boy Scouts as well. Tall, lanky, a football player, Bill was the second uncut cock I ever played with. His cock was gorgeous! 7 plus inches, thick, and lots of foreskin. He was a kind of ring leader in the scouts. He was a good leader and attracted a devoted following of younger boys. In high school, he was somewhat a discipline problem and screw up, but he always had a smile on his face and was very jovial. One summer, I decided to go visit my grandmother on Catalina Island, and I asked Bill to go with me. We were two excited teenagers, about to spend a week on our own, with no adult supervision. I loved Catalina. My grandmother had a house there for many years, and I would always spend part of my summer there, staying with her. It was about as close to a Huckleberry Finn existence as I ever had in my youth. The town of Avalon was so small that there was no way one could get in trouble.

At any rate, we took the water taxi to Avalon and got a room at the Island Villas, a place in the center of town with tent cabins and very rudimentary facilities. We shared a bed. We had a great time at the beach, got terribly sunburned, and generally just hung out or as young people say today, we chilled. One night, after he had put vinegar on my back for the sunburn and I had done the same for him, we were waiting for the vinegar to dry before climbing under the overs. I had gotten hard from feeling his hands on my back going all the way down to my underpants. He made some joke about it. Then I looked at his underpants, and they were distinctively tented as well. I suggested that two young guys ought to figure out some way to deal with these hard ons. He agreed, laughingly. I asked if I could blow him. He said no at first, but like water torture one drop at a time, I wore him down. He pulled down his underpants and I went down on him. That was the first time I realized how much I loved sucking cock. He got very excited when I started nibbling his foreskin, and eventually put his hands on my head and started face fucking me. God! I was in heaven. He shot in my mouth, and that was the first time I ever tasted cum. Wonder of wonders, I didn't gag. It tasted heavenly, and I swallowed it.

It was never discussed again.

I haven't seen him since we graduated from high school.

 

[mikeyank]

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 ...

Jon, this story is "so you". It started off with you giving head to a straight kid, and wound up with you making passionate love with lot's of kissing. Your real life adventures have emulated your favorite scenes on the site.

But seriously part's one and two have been very hot, and gotten all of the fun moving parts of this old guy into gear. Very entertaining, and erotic recollection, Jon. And very arousing too. More, please!!!

 

[mikeyank]

He pulled down his underpants and I went down on him. That was the first time I realized how much I loved sucking cock............
He shot in my mouth, and that was the first time I ever tasted cum. Wonder of wonders, I didn't gag. It tasted heavenly, and I swallowed it.

Guidolbido, I LOVE your stories. What hot situations, and told so well. If you think of any more, I'm all ears, (and hard dick too ).

 

[SGVBOB]

does it have to be just "A" straight friend, or can "more than one", (not at the same time), be counted? ~ (And is it just limited to sucking off?) lol

 

[joninliverton]

Jon, this story is "so you". It started off with you giving head to a straight kid, and wound up with you making passionate love with lot's of kissing. Your real life adventures have emulated your favorite scenes on the site.

But seriously part's one and two have been very hot, and gotten all of the fun moving parts of this old guy into gear. Very entertaining, and erotic recollection, Jon. And very arousing too. More, please!!!

Mike before I go into my next recollection, I must state that we were all officially straight at that time although I had dabbled a bit. Phil was not just str8 but very actively involved with girls and was renowned between us close friends to being very regular wanker/jerker. He was always being caught by his brother "knocking one off" and secretly I always thought that there was a bit of brotherly love going on there too.

Regarding the events emulating my fav scenes on this and it's bonus sites, it's probably the other way around. Because I have been through "conversion process" and also the "convertor", I just know what these str8 boys will do for sex, especially if you spice it up by mentioning someone (like my sister) who they have the hots for. I suppose in a way i'ts like David putting the str8 porn on the DVD, but in my case I'm putting the thoughts in his head and of course around his cock.

 

[cumrag27]

Keep it cumming

does it have to be just "A" straight friend, or can "more than one", (not at the same time), be counted? ~ (And is it just limited to sucking off?) lol

I guess if you limit yourself to no stories of human sacrifice, anything else is definately okay with me!

 

[mikeyank]

Great idea Tampa!!!

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.

I would love to see this thread become a permanent fixture here. I would think that all guys who enjoy at least the fantasy of having sex with a straight guy have some stories from their past.

And to answer SGVBOB's question:

"does it have to be just "A" straight friend, or can "more than one", (not at the same time), be counted? ~ (And is it just limited to sucking off?) lol"

My answer is why the fuck not open this to all kinds of stories involving straight guys "coming out of their shell", as David likes to call it. So back rubs that lead to jerking, sucking, fucking, rimming, kissing are all "kosher" in this thread, as long as the guy "being seduced" considers himself hetero, and then the fun begins.

And I'd also appreciate it if we keep it to true experiences. There are other threads here regarding sexual fantasies. I'm a big fan of reality. Thanks.

 

[tampa24]

And I'd also appreciate it if we keep it to true experiences. There are other threads here regarding sexual fantasies. I'm a big fan of reality. Thanks.

Amen to that Mike. There are tons of mags and internet sites full of gay erotic fiction. I rarely bother with them.

I'm always for hearing the true stories. Even if they don't have the fairy tale setup or ending of 2 or more muscular guys with 10 inches apiece who always have mutual orgasms. Keep the true stories cumming.

 

[mikeyank]

Amen to that Mike. There are tons of mags and internet sites full of gay erotic fiction. I rarely bother with them.

I'm always for hearing the true stories. Even if they don't have the fairy tale setup or ending of 2 or more muscular guys with 10 inches apiece who always have mutual orgasms. Keep the true stories cumming.

In fact Tampa, I would also enjoy reading stories that involve what a friend of mine calls "near misses". I've found that in attempted sexual conquests, the chase is often better than culmination of the chase. So even if the straight guy who is sending us all the signals winds up saying, "Don't do that dude. I ain't that way", I still enjoy reading the true story, and if he spreads his legs apart, and says, "Holy fuck dude. You suck even better than my girlfriend", then my "peter meter" rises to to rate the story a "home run". But either way true stories rule.

 

[joninliverton]

Being early summer, the night was really warm so we decided to ditch the sleeping bags and just use it as an underblanket to lay on. As Phil had only just cum we agreed that he work on me until he got hard again, so he started jerking me off but he would not suck my cock. Although I was rather upset I did not show it, so he too combined jerking with kissing and nipple tweeking and soon I shot out an almighty load of spunk that it went all over both our chests and shoulders. Fucking hell he said where did you get all that from - I laughed and pointed to my balls. We both rubbed my spunk into our bodies and tasted mine too, I could see Phil actually liking the taste which, considering he did not want to suck dick, was rather strange.

Anyway we kinda chilled for a bit and opened a can of beer, we only had one left between us, and shared it like 2 lovers lol. I think I mentioned something like that to phil at the time and he said something like "Oi I'm no poofter - typical hetro statement - I replied with "so it's normal to eat a guys cum then is it. He then shut up and began to wrestle with me and pinned my arms down above my shoulders and sat on my stomach. I could see him getting hard again and this got me hard so I lifted my bum up to push my cock against his back, he smiled and we started kissing passionately. After about 10mins of kissing and rubbing against each other he said I want to fuck you, I smiled and winked at him and asked how he would like to fuck me. He said doggy, so I got into position and he started rubbing his cock against my hole. As he was already experienced with girls he kinda knew what to do and soon penetrated me, I was so moist with the heat of the tent and excitement that we didnt use lube or condoms (yes I know silly but we were young and stupid). He entered me without much problem and soon was fucking me like a wild dog and after a few minutes I had to tell him to slow down as we were making so much noise we would wake the others. But it was such a great feeling to have Phils nice cock inside me that we laid down side by side with his cock in me for about 5 mins, just cuddling. Then he slowly fucked me from the side - this is my fav getting fucked position, until he could no longer hold back and shot his bolt over my butt and back, and as I felt Phil cum I shot my load too - all over our sleeping bags. We just laid there, bollock naked, listening to the night animals outside and fell to sleep.

Next morning at breakfast Phil's brother said "did you hear those people shagging during the night" - I think Phil blushed but I remember saying, no way I had so much beer that I slept all night. The day proceeded the same way as the last, just chilling out and relaxing and we were all in shorts. At times I could not keep my eyes of Phil's ass and it is about then when I finally came to terms that I was gay.

 

[guidolbido]

Bill and I had gone through most of grade school together and we were in the 7th or 8th grade. He invited me to join him at an old school building that, for earthquake safety reasons, was no longer used for classes. The school district had set up a dark room there and Bill was in charge of it. We had never been close friends, but I figured an evening with him was better than staying home with my family. (They put the funk in dysfunctional!). I walked into town and got to the school. We were the only ones there. We worked on developing and enlarging some photos. At some point, the conversation drifted to jacking off and cumming. I could see a definite bulge in his levis, and I was getting there myself. Now, at this point, puberty hadn't hit me full on yet. My dick was still small, and I hardly had any pubic hair. This must have been the 8th grade, because I confessed to being terrified of undressing in the gym when we got to high school, fearing teasing and derision that I wasn't as developed as everyone else. At some point, we did a "show and tell". He whipped his very thick and sizeable cock out, and started jacking off. I whipped mine out, about the size of my thumb, totally embarrassed. He was very sweet, staring a my cock and complimenting me on it, and assuring me that it would most certainly get as big as his. (It did, but it seemed to me at the time to take forever!) I asked if I could touch it, and he said yes. Trembling, and somewhat embarrassed, I reached over and touched it, than began to stroke it. Eventually, he pushed my hand away, and began jacking in earnest. He came with what was to me at that time, a massive load, oozing out of his cock and falling to the floor. I came as well, a few dribbles, alas. After cleaning the floor with paper towels and finishing the work. he rode me back to his house on his bike. All the way to his place, I had my hand on his considerable and hard crotch while sitting sideways on his bike. It was about a half mile walk home from his place. I played with myself all the way home and came again. It was, like so many of my adventures with straight guys, never mentioned again. Once, when I brought it up and suggested a repeat, he said no.

 

[guidolbido]

This comes in the "close, but no cigar" category.

Growing up in the fifties, like everyone else, I lived with the fear and threat of nuclear annihilation. My Mom had joined something called the Ground Observer Corps. Scattered throughout the country were towers where volunteers would scan the night skies and report aircraft overhead to a place in Pasadena, CA. It was, to look back on it, a rather primitive warning system long before the radar systems which now blanket the country were put in place. I got involved in the GOC with my Mom, and eventually started going on my own for a couple of hours every night or so. It was a good way to get out of the house, and I invited some of my good friends to join me. Conversation with these friends was always easy, and from time to time, would veer into sexual topics. But nothing ever happened. We might talk and both have boners, but we wouldn't do anything about them. Until one night.

Gil was a very popular jock in high school. He played football and baseball and was excellent at both.We'd been in school together from the first grade. We'd always been friendly with one another, but not what one would call friends. Gil joined us one night when a couple of my close buds were with me, one of whom was and continues to be a good friend of Gil. As usual, the talk got around to topics sexual. Somehow condoms came up. We all knew that the place to buy condoms without going to the pharmacy (a total no no in such a small town) was in the men's room at Gil's Dad's gas station out on the highway. This was just before the time when it became cool to have a rubber in your wallet that had been there long enough to make an impression and you could clearly see the outline in the leather.

Gil opined that he had a rubber and offered to put it on so everyone could see how it was done. Nothing like a show and tell educational experience. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out a very substantial (probably 8 inches or so) and already hard uncut cock. The four of us were mesmerized by the demonstration. Gill said that if any of us wanted to touch it, it was o.k. I reached over and touched and softly stoked it with my hand. I was in heaven--stroking a jock's cock! It went no further than that, but that memory has been with me in a powerful way ever since. I can still recall the starry night, the smell of nearby fields of alfalfa, and the electric feeling of touching that massive cock.

As an aside, when we had our 50 year high school reunion a couple of years ago, Gill came up to me and told me how important and kind my wife and I had been to him when he first came to school. He said, "I was just a hick from Arkansas and had never been to school before. I didn't even know what crayons were or what to do with them. You and Edith showed me how to use them, and both of you helped me learn to read. I've never told you this until now, but I've always wanted you to know."

Who knew?

 

[guidolbido]

Ron and Rob--not sure whether they were gay or straight. You be the judge.

I met Ron online. We had chatted many times. Exchanging hot im's on aol. Eventually, he came over one night and I blew him. He was a very hot and hunky young Latino. He was very clear all along that he was straight, dated women, fucked them, and enjoyed it a lot, but that he just needed something different every now and then. He was mesmerized by my blow jobs. (I do a pretty good job, if I do say so myself!) He had a nice,average in length but very fat cut cock. No kissing, no mutuality, just me servicing him. Though I'm more selective now about the kind of person I'll play with, I was happy to do so with him because he was so hot. He was a security guard, with aspirations of joining a local police department some day. One night he called me and asked if he could bring a friend over for a 3 way. Intrigued, I said sure. In retrospect, he was just looking for a convenient bed to play on. I was definitely a 3rd wheel, but it was intriguing to watch him with another guy, especially when it came to fucking. He had the typical fucking style of a young guy--one speed serves all--what I call rabbit fucking. We played many times. By the last time we played, I'd begun playing with his ass, and had even gotten to the point where he'd allow a finger or two with lots of lube. This time, however, I suggested using the smallest of my vibrators. He was hesitant, but eventually gave in. I got it in, at an angle, so it brushed against his prostate while I blew him. When he came, he literally screamed at the top of his lungs. When I pulled my mouth off his cock, he looked at me and said, "I have NEVER come like that in my life. That was so intense!

But there's more!

Shortly after I met Ron, I was in the park near my house one early evening, watching the passing parade of guys cruising. I was sitting in the car, having a cigarette, and this very hunky young latino comes over and asks if he could have a cigarette. I said sure, and gave him one. One thing led to another in the conversation, and soon, we were at my house, taking each other's clothes off. He was partially deaf, and used hearing aids. As we gradually got down to business and clothes started coming off, when his cock popped out of his underwear, I thought wow! That looks just like Ron's cock. In fact, in subsequent conversation, I found out that Ron and Rob were indeed brothers!

Like his brother, Rob wanted no kissing or anything remotely resembling intimacy. He just wanted his dick sucked, which I was happy to do. Like his brother, Rob insisted he was straight, and from time to time would ask if he could use my computer to go to straight cruising and hook up sites. The only time I might have questioned his straightness was one time when he really got caught up in the moment and not only grabbed my head and kissed me, but went down on me as well. But it only happened once.

I played with both these brothers for a couple of years. Neither one of them knew that the other one was playing with me also, and I never told either of them. For the longest time, I had these fantasy scenes of both of them showing up at my front door at the same time. It never happened.

I haven't seen Ron since the intense vibrator and blow job induced orgasm, though I hear from Rob that he has reached his dream and is in a local police department in a suburb near where we live and has an active dating life with women. Rob still comes by, and also has an active dating life with women..

Straight? I think so. But they sure did love my blow jobs!

 

[LoganBroad]

I have blown a number of straight guys, starting back in high school, who are now married with kids, grown kids in some cases. I blew some of them (and they blew me) after they were married. Back in the 80's I did a 3 way with a young Methodist minister who had 4 kids. This has continued to this day with one of my straight friends from college that I have been having sex with since 1982. I started with straight boys when I was 18, I think.

 

[gwr19569424]

Wow, some awesome stories folks. I get all hot just reading these stories.
I too am very interested and turned on by young straight, good looking guys.
Keep the stories cumming.

Gary

 

[carking1]

We moved from Southern Illinois to Ohio when I was 7 years old, because of my father's employment. I was devastated to leave my friends and cousins, but most of all my best friend, David, who was my next-door neighbor and a year younger than me.

When I went back home, I always made it a point to spend some time with my old neighbors and David and I remained friends.

The summer I was 14, I went to spend two weeks with my grandmother. I also spent some time with David, and was invited for a sleepover. We had gone to bed in his double bed, just in our white briefs (this was 1971) and were talking, and, as everyone knows, it eventually turned to sex. He had a sister my age and we talked about her and had he seen her naked lately, etc. I noticed he was casually rubbing the front of his underwear. Out of the clear blue sky, he asked me if I jack off. I said yes, a lot. He said he did, too, and had not gotten a chance to do it that day since we were hanging out together all day. I said I had not, either. He just raised his butt up and pushed his briefs down to his ankles and grabbed his dick. I did the same. After a few minutes, he asked me if I had ever touched another dick. I hadn't, so he reached over and grabbed mine. I didn't have to be asked, I grabbed his. I still remember to this day how it felt. At 13, his dick wasn't very big around, but it was LONG! I'm talking about 7-8 inches long. I was in heaven. Then, he said, "Have you ever sucked one?" I told him no, so he came up with this idea. We had to keep it equal. Remember, we were young, dumb and inexperienced. He would go down on me for 25 strokes, then I would do him for 25. We did that back and forth for a few times, and as I was sucking him, he tried to push my head away. He didn't say anything, so I didn't know what was going on. Just as his dick cleared my mouth, it went off, effectively Diesaling me. He was upset and sorry, but I wasn't. I kept telling him it was cool, I liked it. After he calmed down, he went down and went to town on my dick. He stayed with it, and swallowed every drop.

There were a few times when his father, who was in the same type of business as my father would come to Ohio for work, and he would bring David along. David would stay with me for a day or two, and we would suck dick like we invented it. The last time he came to stay, he didn't want to do anything because he felt guilty doing "queer" things. I was disappointed, and finally got him to let me jack him off.

I saw David many years later, with his wife and kids at my mom's funeral. I just grinned knowing what he was packing in those pants as we were standing there talking.

That was my first time. That was my first straight boy.

 

[guidolbido]

JW:

JW lived across the street from me when we moved into our first house in the north part of town. It was called the Smith Tract, named after his dad, who had taken probably a hundred acres of alfalfa field, subdivided it, then sold the parcels for homes to be built or moved there. JW and I were regular playmates. His family often invited me along for one day family outings. They had a huge Packard and it was fun to ride in such an upscale car. He was an only child, and both his parents doted on him and his every move.

JW had horses, and we used to go riding on a fairly regular basis. His Dad poured a concrete slab for a basketball "court" (20x20) and we shot hoops endlessly. We did sleep overs at each others' homes, but never did anything.

One night, we were sleeping out in the rumpus room, a huge room attached to their garage. We were in sleeping bags. Of course, the subject turned to sex and we both got hard. At some point, I asked if he was hard. He said yes. I asked if I could touch it. After a silence that seemed to go on forever, he said yes. I reached over and touched his hard cock through his underpants, massaging it lightly and slowly. I did the same with his balls, and his breath did a short in take, something I soon learned was a sign of pleasure. I did it several more times, and eventually reached up to the band of his briefs and began pulling it down. His cock sprang free and I touched it again. He didn't pull away or complain, and it was obvious that he was enjoying it a lot. I asked if he had ever had his dick sucked before. He said no. I asked if he wanted me to suck it. He said yes. I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth, and heard this enormous sigh as he exhaled. I came to recognize that sigh as the sigh of relief from pent up fantasies on the part of straight and bi guys. I sucked him for quite a while. His cock was about six and a half cut inches and fairly thick. I could tell that he was loving it. After a while, and before he came, I asked if he would like to suck my dick. He said yes, and leaned over and for the first time took another male's cock into his mouth. My recollection is that he was a bit toothy, but not so much as to be uncomfortable or for me to tell him to stop. His technique eventually improved, and he became very proficient at giving good head. Eventually, we jacked each other off until we came.

There were many such over nights out in the rumpus room after that. All of them ended up with us blowing one another, finishing up by jacking off. From time to time, other neighborhood kids would spend the night as well. Almost all of them ended up with us at the very least "showing our meat" and some times ended up with quick blow jobs or a jacking off contest to see who could come first. (Talk about the wrong kind of sensory training!).

At some point, I called JW one day and asked if he wanted to come over. He did. We went into my bed room in the back of the house, turned on the phonograph, closed the door, and got naked on the bed. We would take turns blowing each other and cumming by jacking each other off. It got to the point that I kept a supply of cum rags under the bed so we could wipe up "the mess". We continued this for several years, until my family moved to another new house in a neighborhood quite distant. We still saw each other in high school on a daily basis and talked from time to time, but never did anything again after I moved.

The last time I saw JW was at our 15th class reunion. He was drunk and had gained a lot of weight. We chatted briefly. A little while later, out of his view and hearing, his wife came up to me and told me that he was an alcoholic, violent at home, and drinking himself to death, and asked if I would talk to him. I agreed to do so and called him several time, even suggested a lunch sometime when I was home again. He never wanted to talk to me. A year later, I got a phone call from my parents, telling me that JW had died. Cirhrrosis of the liver was the cause.

 

[mikeyank]

another fine post guidolbido

That was a rather poignant story guidolbido, but it is very real, and I appreciate your posting it here. Thank you.

 

[jwglass]

yes that story was amazing, i am sorry about your friend.....also i have a rather stupid question, what is a phonograph?

 

[jwglass]

okay, this came up in conversation last night, but as kids in the neighborhood we used to have sleep overs all the time. and i was close to one guy in particular. he was the youngest, with his sister being significantly older, so his parents were one of the few houses on the block to have hbo, (me and the other guy were the oldest child, with lots of younger siblings). well me and the they other guy, who also happens to be gay, were sitting with his friends chatting at his younger brothers 21st birthday party last night and it came up in conversation how we used to sleep over at the other guys house and watch "Real Sex" after his parents went to sleep. nothing ever happened but its a cute little story about us as kids.