Super Smash Bros. Gay – Chapter 1 [MM][EXHIB][HUMIL][MDOM][VOY]

I was 19 and going to the nearby community college. Towards the end of my first year there, I had succeeded at firmly establishing myself in a friend group of about a dozen guys. What none of them knew yet though, is that I am gay.

One fateful day in May, Adian, whom I was the closest to, went with Hernan and me to Hernan’s apartment. It was afternoon. Hernan’s roommates weren’t there. We hung out in the living room.

I was playing Sonic Advance on my Gameboy Advance, saving rings to get myself a garnet Chao. Those creatures are adorable. I was sitting on a sofa chair. Hernan pulled out a porn magazine and he and Adian were flipping through the pages, while they sat on the sofa to my left. Hernan was a bit of a jock. Both him and Adian knew each other from football. But Hernan was a real meathead, whereas Adian seemed to be more attuned with his emotions. That’s why we got along so well. I had had some conversations about girls with him and he opened up to me about some of his insecurities. It attracted me. I felt an emotional connection I had never experienced with a man before.

I wonder sometimes how I got into this friend group to begin with, given that I really couldn’t give a rat’s ass about sports. I think it’s because we share an interest in Nintendo games, which wasn’t cool back then, especially with guys who played any kind contact sports. We bonded over it. We often meet to play Melee together. Apart from that, I’m usually quiet when everyone meets up, despite me being an extrovert. I don’t share any of their athletic interests. They’ve invited me to games and the such and I’ve always been able to find an excuse not to go. But I’m happy to be surrounded by athletic-looking, masculine guys. Gives me something to look at.

I secretly harbored feelings for Adian. You could very much say that I was in love with him, but I assumed that he was straight, like all these machos seemed to be. So, I thought I had no chance. I was happy enough to just be his close confidant. But what happened in that room, that day, was going to change our relationship, our entire lives, forever.

Hernan was poking fun at something in the porn magazine. I wasn’t paying too much attention to what they were discussing, and it felt as though Adian was just pretending that he thought that whatever nonsense Hernan spouted was funny. I just know that when Hernan finished laughing, he suddenly pulls his shorts down and whips out his fully erect dick.

I immediately paused the game. I couldn’t believe what I just saw. I tried to control my facial expression to not give away that I was looking straight at Hernan’s cock. I had to admit, it was an OK sample. It was cut. He had a large glans, and that typical two-colored shaft that often comes with it. I immediately began to get hard and had to adjust how I was sitting a bit so as not allow it bulge.

Hernan began to stroke his dick. For some reason, Adian seemed to be looking more at Hernan’s dick than the magazine. It made me jealous. I wish Adian was looking at my dick, but I had to hide it. I was a bit confused by Hernan’s apparent indifference to both of us. It didn’t feel like he was showing it to us. He was really just jerking off to the porn magazine.

I was holding my Gameboy, but couldn’t keep myself from fantasizing about sucking Hernan’s dick. I really didn’t like him. His personality annoyed me. But seeing this jerk jerk off that hard, veiny phallus, made me almost weak in my knees. I was a real pervert after all. Looking at other guy’s dicks whenever I got the chance, and flashing my own was a favorite hobby of mine. But in this situation, I wanted to hold myself back. I was afraid of being exposed as gay. The other guys already made fun of my effeminate voice and the fact that I was 5’2, basically surrounded by giants all the time, from my perspective. What would they think if I jerked off looking at one of them? I didn’t want high school to repeat itself…

But that’s when the situation took a surprising turn: Adian suddenly whipped out his own dick! I couldn’t believe it! And what a masterful piece of creation it was! I thought that Hernan’s dick was kinda big, but Adian’s must be at least 9 inches, if not more! It was uncut, but the tip was beginning to peak out from the foreskin. I like both cut and uncut, but unlike Hernan, who had a bush the size of a rainforest around his tree, Adian was completely shaved! My mouth began to salivate!

I then felt a jolt below my groins. That doesn’t happen often that I feel the precum being forcefully ejected out of my dick. My body felt as though it was electrified. My Adian! I was looking at his towering penis! He even pulled his shorts lower than Hernan, and pulled his shirt up a bit. From the furtive glances I threw at him, I could tell that he shaved his entire cock and balls. His white skin looked like marble. He might as well be the incarnation of a Greek god. How I wished he’d struck me with his lightning rod!

My new friend group is made up entirely of mesomorphs and endomorphs. I was the only ectomorph, almost girly in size and shape. But this was the first time I was looking at Adian’s beautiful, sculptured abdomen. He was a mesomorph. My favorite. His muscles looked as though they reached all the way down to his pubis. It made his cock look that much more impressive, as if he could insert it into my anus and lift me with it all by itself! I know that he goes to the gym, so I was imagining what it would be like to serve as one of his weights, for him to train his rock-hard abdomen and cock with.

His skin looked so smooth. I just wanted to bite those thick, muscular thighs so bad! I wanted him to stand before me, with his penis stretched out above my head, and admire his body. I wanted to feel weak and desperate to be used by him. I wanted to fix my eyes on his beautiful, half-closed, sky-blue ones, and feel his hands force my mouth deeper down his shaft by pushing my head. My mind was drifting away into a parallel universe.

Adian slowly began to peel his foreskin back. My hands were shaking. It became difficult to pretend that I was still just playing. My vision became almost tunneled. I couldn’t tell what was going on around me anymore. My eyes were focused on Adian’s marvelous phallus. I could tell that there was no precum, but he was pulling the foreskin so slowly that it gave me the impression that he must have been on the edge. I wondered what was going through his head. I hoped that he didn’t have any attraction for Hernan. That would break my heart.

It felt like time was moving forward in slow motion. His foreskin made a sudden movement as it rolled over the edge of his gland, and there it was! So red, so large, such a perfect shape! Majestically pointing towards the heavens, as though it was standing on a pedestal. It looked almost victorious. Adian had definitely been winning over my heart, but his penis won over my body.

That beautiful moment, so deeply burned into my memory, triggered such an intense sensation in me, that I had an involuntary orgasm. I felt all my muscles contracting. I was both deadly terrified and ecstatically aroused. I tried as best as I could to sit still while it happened. They seemed distracted and that was the only thing that saved me. Otherwise they would have noticed my shivering body. I felt my cum pressing through the urethra, gushing out into my foreskin and my boxer shorts. It was sluggishly seeping through them. Some of it was spreading down to my legs. It was warm, gooey, and made me feel an amount of embarrassment that threatened to give me cardiac arrest.

While I continued to cum, I was petrified. I didn’t know what to do. But the clarity rushed into me quickly and I stood up as quietly as I could. I tried to not arouse their suspicion that I had just completely creamed myself. I attempted to turn to the right and walk around the little table so as to not draw attention to my shorts. But I wasn’t lucky. They noticed me standing up.

My brain didn’t fail me though, and I quickly stuffed my Gameboy back in my backpack, picked it up, and said, “Hey, I just remembered that I need to run an errand before heading back to my place. I’ll be off.” Hernan made an expression of confusion, as he was firmly holding the magazine with his left hand and his dick with the right one. He said, “Huh? What? It’s still early. We just arrived here. Don’t tell me you’re feeling uncomfortable that we’re letting our dicks breathe out a little,” he said with a smirk. Then Adian chimed in by saying, “Yeah, Chris. It’s alright. It’s not like we’re gay or anything. We’re just jerking off to porn.” That actually hurt me a little, but I pretended to not be affected.

Then Hernan made a curious remark: “Right. The only guy here who’s definitely gay is Adian. Just look at this dude’s dick. He shaves it, even his balls. We’re always making fun of him in the locker room. Such a pussy,” Hernan said as he laughed. Adian made a concerned facial expression. He looked down at his penis and then straight into my eyes. For some reason, it felt as though he was apologizing to me. I don’t know exactly why it felt that way, but I needed to go.

I told Herman I was going to quickly use the toilet, to which he nodded absentmindedly as he went back to jerking off to his magazine. Once I was in the bathroom, I quickly took my shorts and underwear off. I always keep an extra pair of boxer shorts in my backpack. I have a number of weird, paranoid habits. You just never know what can happen, and today proved to me that my obsessive, compulsive planning pays out. The shorts didn’t seem to have more than a few drops on the inside either. I used the baby wipes I always carry with me to clean my dick, urinated, then put my new pair on, my shorts, folded the cum-covered pair, stuffed it into one of the pockets in my backpack, zipped it back up, and headed out.

As I opened the door, I got shocked and let out a scream, though not too loudly. “Adian! The heck! You spooked me!” I said, feeling my face getting warm and my stomach twisting up. “Ah, sorry Chris. I didn’t mean to creep up on you. Say, I think I’ll head out too. Mind if I tag along?” I immediately relaxed as I heard his deep, masculine, but shy voice stumble through those words. It made me instantly happy that I was going to walk with him for a bit.

We got one last glance at Hernan’s dick. He looked like he was about to cum. We said goodbye, and he only responded with, “Yeah, yeah, see ya’,” as he was breathing heavily from being on the edge of ejaculating. Adian looked at me, made a 😅 expression, and shrugged his shoulders. We walked out.

A little while later, as we were walking, I got a sudden feeling that Adian was getting the courage to say something. Twice or thrice he opened his mouth and leaned his massive, 6’2 stature forward, but didn’t say anything. I knew that he didn’t look at me in a special way, but that moment I began to imagine what it would be like if he was in love with me and trying to push himself to confess. Despite how masculine he looked, which made me hot with desire, his shy demeanor is what made it so easy for me to communicate with him. I always felt in control, like my confidence gave him security. It was a weird feeling, seeing as how I was constantly looking up to him, literally. But my confidence was about the only masculine trait I had and he seemed to rely on it, emotionally speaking. As for me, the only one who could make a little weak in my knees was Adian.

“So, hey, uh, you said you’re going to run an errand. What is it?” he asked. “Oh, well, I lied. I just wanted to get out of there. Hernan is cool, but I just didn’t feel like looking at his dick. I’m glad we made it out there before he stained that pretty carpet they have. I can’t imagine what that thing must look under a blacklight. Yikes!” I replied.

Adian looked down, again, somewhat concerned. Then he said, “I know what you mean. Hey look, I’m sorry for what happened in there. I didn’t wanna flash my dick on you. That wasn’t OK. I got horny by the magazine at first, but when you began to head out, I think I got back to my senses and just wanted to leave too. Sorry, man.” he shyly apologized. His sorrowful expression was so adorable. I just wanted to grab those cute, bony cheeks and rub them. I slightly smiled at him. I didn’t feel bad at all for seeing his majestic cock, not in the slightest.

But I had to say something, and I said the dumbest thing possible: “Nah man, it’s OK. We’re guys. We like porn. We jerk off. We know what dicks look like. In fact, we look at each other’s dicks all the time, in locker rooms and stuff. Comparing sizes… It’s not a problem. It’s just Hernan’s personality that rubs me a bit the wrong way. Know what I mean?” Then Adian replied: “I guess, yes…” His words faded out as he said that. He was still bummed out.

Then I continued: “Like, for example, you, are very different from him. I can have an intelligent conversation with you. You appreciate humor, you even laugh at my silly puns, but you seem self-aware. You’re thinking about how the things you do and say affect other people. You’re just a really great guy. I think a girl would be really lucky to have you.”

As I finished that sentence, I could see Adian’s blue eyes perk up. His cute ears pulling back. And then it dawned unto me that maybe I went too quickly from “you’re a great guy” to talking about girls and relationships. I went like 😬 on the inside and hoped he hadn’t caught on. What was really going through my head is that I was in love with him, and I wanted to be his girl. I wanted him to make me his woman, as it were.

Oh, how I would love that… marry Adian. Take care of him. Support him. Wait for him at home and surprise him with a sexy outfit. Be carried on his strong arms to the bed and be ravished by his steel shaft. Moan like a love-sick girl as he fills my bowels with seed! I want him to breed me! I want to carry his children! My imagination was getting the best of me again and I felt my dick slowly getting erect, but it didn’t last long.

“Yeah man, thanks.” he said, as he slowly went back to looking concerned at the floor. He still looked sad. Was he really that concerned that I got offended? I wanted to cheer him up, so I invited him over to my place to hang out and play some Melee.

For someone who does as much sports as he does, he was surprisingly good. He was one of the few guys I knew who could actually make proper use of Fox’s wavedashing. It’s weird, because we both mained the same character. He also enjoyed Jigglypuff, but he wasn’t as good with her. He mostly spammed her neutral special, for fun. I knew that when he used her, he wasn’t playing serious anymore, so I would usually go with Luigi, whose insane wavedashing speed is just as annoying.

He brightened up and agreed to come. I bought a bag of chips at a store on the way.

When I arrived home, my mother came to see me: “Oh, hi my son.” She always addresses me in this weird way. Adian got accustomed to it over time. Then she turned to him and said: “Oh, hey, look at that! It’s Adian! You look as great as ever. Did you give a lot of autographs to your fangirls today?” My mom evidently had a thing for Adian. It annoyed me every time he came to visit, but I could do nothing about it. Can you believe it? My own mom made me jealous because of the same guy. But I can’t blame her. My dad is always busy with work, and I am basically a carbon copy of her, except I have XY chromosomes, so it’s really no wonder. And how can I blame anyone for drooling over the peak of male perfection that Adian is?

“Hello Mrs. Fontana.” He said, as he made the most adorable and shy smile. I think my mom and I both grinned at him at the same time. Poor guy.

We went up to my bedroom. It wasn’t large. As one went into it, the door was right at the corner of the room, a wall to its right. To the left was a single bed, then a gap where a nightstand was, and next to that, a sofa, aligned with the bed. An eastward window allowed me to be greeted by the sun every morning. On the opposite side, facing the sofa, was a piece of furniture, where my Nintendo hardware and software was displayed, along with my CRT that I played on. On the right to that was a wardrobe, and there was still a bit of space for a desk and a computer on the wall that lines up with the door. You had to walk past the desk to go sit on the couch. You could say that I was inspired by Animal Crossing. I didn’t care for space. I just wanted a lot of practical furniture in the middle of my room and not just push everything against the walls.

My mom brought us each a can of soda. But then, she said something that almost made my heart stop: “Hey, son, I’m so sorry, but I gotta go take care of something important. I won’t be here until dinner. Your siblings won’t be back before that either.” Then she turned to Adian and said: “Sorry, my dear. I wish I could hang around with you boys. I’ll be off now. Bye!” She winked at him and left.

For a few seconds I stood motionless looking at the door. Adian then unfroze me: “Hey, Chris, you OK?” “Ah, yes. Right. OK, let’s play some Melee.” I snapped back to reality and hurriedly began setting everything up.

He sat down on the couch, on the right side. I sat on the left, next to the wall. I placed the cans and the chips in the middle. We had enough space but were cozy. It was a hot day. We were out in the sun while walking to my place, which was at about a 15-minute distance. We were sweaty. The window was open, but I could still feel sweet odor of his perspiration. For a brief moment I got a little hard imagining licking it off his skin, but then the thought that we were going to sully my controllers with oily chips turned me right off. I was a bit of a neat freak, but I was going to clean it all up later anyway.

We began to play. It would surprise most people that Adian is not the competitive type. He likes football for the tactics. I don’t understand any of it. He’s fruitlessly tried to introduce me to some of it. I need to make an effort. Maybe we can bond over it. But the way he plays football translates over to how he plays Melee. He’s technical, tactical. I love that about him. It makes it exciting to try to analyze his patterns. We’ve played Final Destination, no items, Fox only so many times, that I have almost memorized all this tricks. Yet, it’s always very balanced.

Something that is also quirky about me, is that while I am massively judging in almost every other aspect in my life, far more than Adian, in Melee, I can’t bring myself to play that way. I prefer to play more spontaneously. Adapt to the circumstances and to my opponent. I prefer to analyze his patterns of attack, and come up with a way to surprise him on the fly, do something unexpected, create openings he doesn’t know about. With Adian, that’s usually how I win the upper hand, the times that I do, anyway. Playing Melee with him is almost as exciting as masturbating while thinking about him. And now that I know what his cock looks like, I will be sure to that more often!

The neat freak that I am, I tried to grab each chip with my right middle and ring fingers, and stuff them entirely in my mouth. If any crumbles fell, I would wipe them off onto the floor to vacuum them later. Adian was somewhat careful, but his lap was collecting a lot of crumbs. I noticed him turning his eyes away from the game to me whenever I put a chip in my mouth. I wonder why he did that. But maybe he noticed me looking at the crumbs on his crotch and was getting uncomfortable. I wish the crumbs were on his pubis. I’d lick them right off and then spread the flavor on his dick with my tongue.

I tried to snap out of it. But I couldn’t ignore the crumbs any longer. Right below was his dick. Something made me lose control of my right arm, and I slapped the crumbs right off his shorts. He was surprised and his hips involuntarily moved up. He just said, “Oh, sorry.” I’m such an idiot, I thought. The hell did I just do that for? He’s going to think I’m gay! I mean… You know what I mean.

“Oh, no, I’m sorry. Did I startle you? I just got distracted by the crumbs. Feel free to wipe them off onto the floor. I will vacuum it later.” What a save! But he then joked: “Yes, you’d be a great housewife. You even help your mother around the house. I’m not that great of a son.” For a moment I was in shock. What did he just say? That I would be a great housewife? I mean, I’d love to be his housewife, but, where did that come from? He must have realized what he said and began to stutter, “Oh, no, I mean. Not like, a housewife. I mean… if you had a wife, you’d help her around the house. Sorry, man. I think I hit my head too hard in last week’s game.” Oh, well. That was weird, but I tried to ease it out for him: “You’re right. I would enjoy being married and helping my spouse around the house. I really enjoy keeping things neat, as you can see by my pristine collection of games.” I said “spouse” intentionally. It made me smirk inside. I’m such a bag of silly.

But then, for the next couple minutes or so, I noticed a slight bulge grow on his crotch. It can’t be that my hand did that, can it? My heart began to beat faster. Did I just give Adian a hard-on? Even just a tiny one? It can’t be. No. He isn’t gay. He’s normal, like the other guys. I bet it’s just because I hit him too hard. His cock is massive. I think I hit the shaft. Maybe that’s what happened. I mean, every guy enjoys his dick being touched. That doesn’t mean he’s gay if it’s a man doing that, right? It’s just a reflex. Yet, I felt my body getting warm and my dick getting erect again, but not for long.

We then got tired of the intense fighting and went on to do what we so often do, which is to fool around. No, not like that. I wish. No. I’m talking maximum Pokéballs. No! Not those kinda balls! I mean that we use characters we don’t main in Melee. We just do fun weird stuff in the game for the lulz. At some point, I was playing with peach. I have to admit that they designed her character rather sexy. I bet guys enjoy looking at those 3D legs and the cute underwear. I like her dress. I wish I had something like that myself.

I did a forward tilt, which is the move where she basically does a standing split while kicking with her leg. She exposes the underside of her dress and her underwear becomes visible from a certain angle. I paused the game and said: “Hey, let’s have a look at Peach’s underwear.” When those words came out of my mouth I suddenly came back to Earth and realized that I looked like a dumb kid, but I was already doing it, so I didn’t stop. To my surprise, Adian replied: “Yes, let’s look at her cute underwear.”

Sirens went on my head! Did Adian really just say that? Her underwear is cute, but it sounded like he was serious. Does he like that sorta thing? I began to imagine what it would be like if I could dress something like that for him. Just that piece of underwear and nothing else. And then he’d gently pull it down with his teeth, exposing my tiny dick and making me cream… And here I was imagining things again.

I panned the camera in such a way that Peach’s underwear was completely visible. Adian suddenly said: “Wow. That’s hot!” with a slight smirk on his face, followed by a tiny nibble on his lip. This day was getting weirder and weirder. Did I just uncover Adian’s fetish for 3D underwear? I didn’t know this side of him yet, the naughty side. When he whipped out his dick at Hernan’s before, I had gotten the first look at his sexual side. Before that, he always seemed to avoid the topic, usually staying quiet when people talked about it in our friend group. I was excited to discover a new dimension to my beloved, even if it was a straight one.

“Yes, the underwear is really cute. It’s hot,” I agreed. Again, I intentionally mentioned the underwear, not its wearer. I wish Adian would get my hints… or maybe not. I don’t wanna lose him as a friend. But I was getting aroused, really aroused.

Then I suddenly had an insane-sounding idea: I thought that maybe, I could pretend to jerk off to Peach, and that way jerk off in front of Adian. That would be such a dream come true! I wouldn’t be having sex with Adian, but I’d be exposed before him. It would turn me on so much! I couldn’t push those thoughts out of my mind any longer!

“Say, remember when I said that it’s OK for guys to see other’s dicks?” I said with a serious tone of voice. “Yes. You wanna jerk off to Peach’s underwear?” Yes! He was up for it. He even smiled while saying it. I could hardly believe what I was hearing. Those words were like music to my ear! I giggled, put the controller away, and promptly pulled my shorts out, and I mean, out! I was completely naked from the waist down, except my socks.

I felt ecstatic! My body begin to tremble. I don’t know if he noticed. I wasn’t even afraid of hearing him make fun of my tiny penis, like what guys usually do when they see it. It’s Adian. He’s sweet. But what he did next almost made me faint.

“Know what? I’ll jerk off too. That 3D underwear is really doing it to me!” Double yes! Today the stars must have aligned or something! How on Earth was any of this possible? I had just seen his dick at Hernan’s, and now I am going to see it again? This close to him? While I masturbate to it? I can’t describe in words the euphoria I felt. My mouth filled with saliva. So much so that I dropped some of it on my dick to spread it on it and use it as lube. I was shivering with so much excitement. I could hardly sit still.

Adian went all the way, just like I did. He was naked from the waist down. This was a once in a lifetime chance to do this. My mother was not home. My siblings weren’t either. We were horny and completely by ourselves. Today was the day that I was going to witness firsthand Adian’s semen shooting out of his dick. I didn’t care about the carpet or anything any longer. Let him cover my room in his cum. I want to lick it off later, no matter where it lands, even if it lands on any of my games.

Adian’s penis. What a magnificent artifact of nature. For some reason, his gland was already poking all the way out. He was fully erect. His penis was standing tall at around a 55-degree angle. One, thick, deep blue vein went all the way from the base, curving along the shaft, up to where his foreskin was holding onto his deep red, pulsating gland. Many smaller veins graced the buttery smooth, light pink surface of his shaft’s skin. I could feel the intoxicating, sexual aroma of his phallus flowing into my nostrils, mixed with the intense fragrance of his sweat. I tried to take a deep breath without him noticing. It made my forehead tingle!

There was a pillow on Adian’s back, so he was somewhat stretched out. That made his penis look that much more impressive. Not to mention the fact that he was shaved. There was nothing there to distract from its size. And its diameter was so large too. How is this man not ripping women to shreds everywhere he goes? If only they knew… And I tried to imagine deepthroating him and taking him all the way into my ass, but the sheer size of it makes me wonder if I even can!

I was thinking how I could make this moment last. I didn’t want to jerk off so quickly that I wouldn’t get to savor it. I needed to distract us somehow to keep us stroking without finishing it off. I told him: “Dang, man. Your dick is huge! How do you carry that thing in your shorts?” That was an idiotic comment, but to my astonishment it worked. Adian laughed a bit, got tomato red on his face, and replied: “Yeah, it’s quite annoying when it gets hard. It’s difficult to hide.”

He stroked it very lightly with his right thumb and index at the shaft. It seemed as though he was trying to take it slow as well. Could it be that he’s… no. It can’t be. But an idea came to my head: “Say, how long is it. Have you ever measured?” Again, I felt so out of control that I couldn’t stop to think how my words would come across. I was desperate to flirt with Adian. My heart was racing wild. He replied: “No. I actually never have.”

“What? Really? Dude, we gotta know! Wait a second!” I think at this point my mind went completely on autopilot. I was intent on doing whatever I could to convince Adian to let me suck his dick, or at least bet my face closer to it. I knew inside of myself that it wasn’t going to happen, but I was not going to give up without trying. The fear of losing him as friend was still there, but it was overpowered by the intense sexual desire that was coursing through my body.

I quickly grabbed the ruler in my desk’s drawer, kneeled in front of Adian, who was visibly shocked, put my left arm on the sofa’s armrest, and slowly brought the ruler closer to his penis. Adians arms were resting on his juicy thighs. His massive legs, spread wide for me to behold. So much muscle! I want to caress every inch of his legs with my lips! I got a glimpse at his enormous feet! They looked more defined than any part of my body. How I wish I could lick his feet and tickle his toes with my tongue. I want to kiss them and beg him to make me his woman! I always imagined that he was a ticklish guy, for some reason. I also got a good look at his massive calves. His legs were so hairy! So many thousands of little, curly, white blonde hairs! It looked cute. I imagined for a second what it would feel like to run my tiny hands through them from top to bottom. I would still prefer for him to shave it all off, but I understand that the guys would probably make fun of him for that.

This moment felt like eternity. I got a wide view of his perfectly-spherical, shaven balls. This man was genetic perfection! There was a visible line going right down the middle. They looked swollen, reddish-pink, a perfect contrast with the smooth, white skin on his penis. They’re so big, I wondered if I could gargle them in my mouth. It would make me cum spontaneously if he allowed me to lick them while he rubbed his cock on my face.

My movements were somewhat clumsy, as I tried to not do anything that may weird him out, as if this wasn’t weird enough. His mouth was somewhat open. He was probably shocked. I’m not sure what went through his head. His penis was pulsating quite a bit now. As I knelt in front of him, I attempted to sit as femininely as I can. My butt on my legs, like an East-Asian person at a meal, except, the meal, would be Adian’s sweet, phallic nectar. If there is any chance that I can get him to feel attracted to me, I’ll do whatever it takes.

I held the ruler just next to his penis without touching it. “I can’t believe this, man! Your dick, from the base to the tip, is about 10 inches long! Dang, you must be eating chicks right and left with this unit, bro!” I tried to say that as naturally as I could, looked up at him, and smiled like I had made an exciting discovery. And yes, how excited I was. I felt the precum on my erect cock dripping as those words exited my mouth. And then suddenly, it was time for that same mouth of mine to fulfill its destiny.

“Chris…” Adian began to breathe in heavily. “What? What is it?” I asked. “I… I…” No matter how unbelievable it sounded to me in my mind, I knew exactly what was going to happen. In fact, I was surprised that I hadn’t spontaneously erupted myself yet, given how hard I was. There was no time to think about it too deeply though. My body just moved on its own. I carelessly threw the ruler in some direction, bent forward, put my hands on Adian’s as he was holding his thighs, opened my mouth, and enveloped the blazing hot, pulsating, smooth gland of his with it.

“I’m cumming!” he screamed, right after I gobbled up his dick. While he filled my mouth with his bittersweet, flavorful, rich, thick, fresh, and warm semen, my mind went blank. It was as if my consciousness was shut off. My subconscious was holding the wheel to help me through this unimaginable experience. It was inconceivable to me because never, in my wildest dream, would I expect that I would be holding Adian’s dick in my mouth and tasting his cum. I couldn’t think of anything besides just making sure that not a drop fell out. I dared not looking up. In the back of my mind, my subconscious was playing out a thousand scenarios of what would happen next, and it paralyzed me mentally. It’s a shame that I froze up like that, because I forgot to press my tongue against his gland. I was just holding my mouth as wide open as possible, to be able to hold in all his juices.

Adian’s penis pulsated so violently that I couldn’t hold it down. It was gently lifting my head by a few degrees with every spasm. Adian himself was moaning, but I could feel that he was trying to hold back. He probably thought the way that I did, that this situation turned into a complete disaster. What would he say to me, his male friend, after ejaculating his seed into my mouth? But I could have just pulled away myself. My body decided that it was going to lean forward without my consent, or did it? For some odd reason, I felt relief imagining that the choice was taken from me, because taking this intimate part of Adian deep into the core of my body was all that I wished for. Besides, there was nothing we could do to rectify that now.

I felt his penis pulsating less and less until it finally stopped. My senses came back to me, but I wasn’t sure what to do or what to say. A thought came to my mind that Adian, being who he is, would probably not find it in himself to say something unless I took initiative. My heart was beating so fast that it almost hurt. My stomach felt like a hole had been punched through. But I was not going to pretend that this was an accident. Maybe I’m going to ruin my experience in college, like I did in high school, but I want to be true to myself. Hiding who I am causes me too much pain and grief.

I slowly pulled my mouth away while vacuuming all his cum into it. I was now conscious enough that I took about a couple seconds to savor the flavor. He came more than I expected. My mouth was visibly distended, like a squirrel who tucked away too many nuts. Well, that was me. Adian just literally nut into my mouth, and my cheeks were full of the nutty spice. I began to swallow it. It was a lot. I shouldn’t have swallowed it all at once, but I was nervous. Then, I did something bold. I made myself mentally ready for Adian’s rejection, but I still gave it a try: With my right thumb and index, I firmly grabbed Adian’s still fully erect, hard penis. His skin felt amazing. Adian gasped. I didn’t look up. Then from the bottom of the shaft, I began to slowly squeeze his penis all the way up to the top, almost pushing his foreskin back to the front. Adian made a few cute moans that drew a slight smile on my face. Time was almost standing still. Even if it was just out of shock that Adian wasn’t moving, I still enjoyed doing all of this. The last bit of cum oozed out of the meatus. It was as though I was looking at a painting. The milky white liquid slowly dripping. His gland filling with blood as I squeezed his penis. I stretched my tongue out, looked up and straight into Adian’s eyes. His expression clearly indicated to me that he was afraid, but also enticed. That moment I felt as though our minds connected, as if he was telling me: “Please, tell me that you love me too.” And with as lustful of an expression as I could put forth, I licked the remaining semen off, swallowed it, bit my lower lip, made an hm sound, like I just had finished the most exquisite meal, and whispered in my most womanly voice, while still looking at Adian: “Delicious!”

Adian’s expression changed to one of surprise: “You… You like it?” he flusteredly asked. I slowly went back to sitting on my legs, put my hands back on my lap, smiled at the man I most desired in this world, and said: “Adian… I love you.”

To be continued…

AUTHOR’S NOTES:

Heya! It’s me, Chris. 32M. I knew that I love writing since I’m a teenager, and I used to do it a lot back then, but only now did I find the drive to give it another shot. I don’t aspire to be an actual writer. As a teenager, all I wrote was fanfiction, shipping different characters together. Now I feel like I can do something more, and I wanna do it just as a hobby. For fun. To escape and to explore things I wouldn’t in real life. Dirty things… 😏

The idea for this story came from a personal experience. If you’re wondering about my sexual orientation/gender identity, I have to disappoint you. It’s not something I think about a lot. Go ahead and give me the label you like best. Sometimes I want to act masculine and dominant, sometimes I want to act feminine and submissive, sometimes I crisscross these. I don’t know what I am. What I do know is that I love the sensation of being sexual, no matter who I’m being sexual with.

Yes, I used emojis in the middle of the text. Get over it, sweetie. 😘 The first one was more of an accident. My mind was picturing the expression, but no word shone forth in my imagination, so my hands did their own thing and literally went WIN key + . to pull up the emoji window and pick the 😅 emoji. I chuckled at my utter, vocabulary failure, and decided to leave it there. But then later I found another good use for an emoji. Maybe this should become a thing, you know? Using emojis in fictional literature?

Liked my story? Take a minute to upvote/comment/send me a DM. I am not going to invest in this if I don’t get a decent amount of positive feedback. That’s what motivates me most. Did you cream yourself while reading? GOOD! Send me a picture of your belly covered in your yummy semen or your dripping wet pussy. 🤤 I wanna jack off to them myself. Happy new year! Love you! 😘

Your’s truly,

Chris.

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