I’ve always been a little bi curious. The weird thing is I don’t feel physically attracted to men. When I look at a woman my urges are intense. I think to myself “Damn!, I’d love bend her over here and now.” With guys it’s more like “I bet cock tastes good” or “It must feel amazing to get man handled and fucked up the ass.” Sometimes I wake up rock hard after dreaming about gay sex and have to rub one out. I’ve even teased my dick just to taste my own precum and I quite enjoy it. Yet, looking at men hardly does anything for me. Because of this I’ve come to the conclusion that if I ever had sex with another man it would have to be spontaneous, but I’ve often hoped the opportunity would come up. It finally did.
Garrett and I attended an auto repair class together at the local vocational school, that was offered as part of their night time, adult learning program. We had quickly become friends and he would drive me home after class because I was between cars at the time. He was sort of muscular, hairy and very masculine. I never would have guessed he was bisexual. We would often talk about women, as guys typically do.
One night as we pulled up to my house, Garrett admitted that he had an ulterior motive for driving home all of these times. He said “I’ve been wanting to get into your pants, but didn’t know how to bring it up.” I was caught off guard by this and froze. Not because I wouldn’t. I’d be lying if I said I haven’t thought about it also. His advance was just abrupt and I wasn’t expecting it. To break the silence he purposely dropped his cigarettes on the floor board in front of my seat and cheesily reached down to pick them up. As he did gently rubbed my crotch and watched to see my reaction. His touch felt really good and I wished it wasn’t so brief. He saw my pleasure in my face and smiled. Even still, I didn’t know how to proceed. All I knew is I wanted more. Sensing this he said “why don’t we just go inside and see what happens.” Still speechless, I bit my lip and nodded my head.
Once inside, I went straight to the bathroom to wash my hands. They were still a little dirty from doing an oil change in class that night. I left the door wide open, hoping Garrett would pick up on the cue. He didn’t waste any time and came up behind me at the sink. Without hesitation he reached around and started rubbing my dick through my jeans. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. I let out a slight moan and he undid my pants. As he teased me with his finger tips he said “you like that?” All I could get out was a whimper. I felt his still clothed dick grinding against my ass and knew I wanted it inside me. He quickly pulled my tee shirt off over my head help get my jeans off, then took off his shirt and dropped his pants. His warm cock pressed against my ass as he stroked mine. I leaned forward onto the counter and spread my legs to invite him in. I looked back. Little did I know, he came prepared. He already had a bottle of lube out and immediately rubbed some on his dick. He had to be a good ten inches at least. I wasn’t sure if I could take it all, but there was no turning back. It was either now or wonder what it feels like forever. Then I felt his lubed finger playing with my ass hole. Before long it was replaced with the tip of his dick. He spread my cheeks apart and slowly worked his head in, then pushed his shaft in as deep as he could. It was a little painful and uncomfortable, but I had never been so hard in my life. He started fucking me gently, pushing it in a little more each time. Suddenly I felt a popping sensation inside me. It didn’t hurt so much anymore and I could feel him go in easier. I guess this means I’m officially “broken in.” Garrett must have sensed this. The gentleness was over. At that point he outright fucked the shit out of me. His thrusts were fast and hard. I must have taken all ten plus inches because the air was filled with the sound of his hips slapping against my ass. It felt fucking amazing! My rock hard cock jiggled freely with every thrust as it oozed precum. My legs quivered and could no longer support my weight. I had to rely on the bathroom counter to hold me up. I moaned at the top of my lungs. It was getting harder and harder not to cum. Garrett leaned forward and reached around to jerk me off, but it didn’t take much. As soon as he wrapped his fingers around my cock it exploded all over my chest and abs. Then he let out a series of grunts and buried his big cock deep inside me. I could feel my ass fill with cum. It leaked out ant ran down the back of my thigh as he squeezed out every last drop. I was a cummy mess. My freshly fucked ass throbbed. I felt drained and weak. I was afraid to stand upright. I just leaned on the counter. The afterglow was awesome, though. My only regret is that I didn’t suck his dick. Garrett got in the shower to wash off. He got out and got dressed. Still weak and drenched in cum I ask him to give me a minute. He said “Don’t worry, I’ll see myself out. See you in class next week?” I just grinned & sheepishly nodded, knowing I couldn’t wait.
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