How my best friend [M] and I [M] discovered we are bisexual [M4M]

My best friend at the time and I had just graduated high school, I was about to move out of state so we were living it up on the last weekend. Fishing, riding 4 wheelers, sleeping over. This was just before porn became easily accessible on cell phones.

We spent Friday fishing in a remote pasture. Although I masturbated often at this age, I hadn’t released in three or four days. I was horny, could feel it in my balls. We had some luck fishing, talked about me moving, basic guy stuff. Nothing intimate. At this point in time, I was very straight. There were no feelings of attraction to the person himself, other than being my best friend.

We returned that night and played some ping pong and ate dinner, hung out in my room playing video games and what not. All the while I became increasingly aware of the growing sensation between my legs. My cock was aching, rock hard and twitching at times. This was tough to hide throughout the evening. (Looking back I think the same thing was happening to my friend). When we went to bed (same room) I could hardly fall asleep due to my achy cock that had started to leak unwarranted precum. I’m surprised I didn’t cum in my sleep that night.

When we arose the next morning, the aching was temporarily gone but soon returned after breakfast. My parents had out of town obligations that day, so we had the place to ourselves. Having fished and explored the day before, we were okay just hanging around the house that afternoon. A couple hours after my parents left, my cock would not stay soft. I started noticing my friend touching himself through his pants often readjusting. We started talking about girls, what we liked most about the girls in our class (tits and ass wise, none of that personality shit). We included some of our teachers in the conversation as well.

We started getting pretty detailed, then he asked me if I had watched porn before. I stalled, he said he had only seen magazines and some late night skinemax films. Little did he know, my parents were very active in the bedroom, and had quite the collection of porn DVD’s and sex toys. I just so happened to stumble across that secret tub not long ago. Although I found it, I hadn’t gotten the right moment to indulge yet. Now was that moment.

His eyes lit up when I showed him the treasure cove. We searched the box, keeping track of how everything was situated so we could put it back how we found it. There were enough DVD’s to fill two of those CD holders that zipped closed. Probably 20 in each holder. We flipped through each case, scanning for the perfect one. I recall the name was “Mouth Watering Melons”. We threw that baby in the DVD player and our mouths did indeed begin to water.

We each agreed to set up on the floor on opposite sides of the bed to start stroking. This blocked our view of each other, unless you looked under the bed to the other side. We both began stroking. My cock had been hard for at least an hour at this point. My balls were full, ready to explode. I’m sure his were the same.

We made it through one full scene without cumming. There was something about just enjoying the moment, care free. But I became more aware I was wanting something more. I started to fixate on the cock in the porn film, being just as turned on by the large phallus and balls as I was to the mouth watering tits bouncing around. This was strange to me but felt natural. I became curious, and peeked under the bed to catch a glimpse of my friends cock.

There it was, a real life cock six feet away. Hard, with floppy balls attached at the base. Our cocks were very similar in size, so there was no intimidation. He was stroking slow, as not to cum. I immediately wanted to touch it. I spent the rest of the second scene spending equal time watching the tits on the screen and my friends cock on the other side of the bed.

My interest had peaked, and I blurted out “I wonder what a blowjob feels like?”

“Fucking amazing, probably” he said.

It was like we had the same exact thought but didn’t want to be the first to say it. He said “we could find out how it feels if we wanted to”. I immediately knew what he meant.

“I don’t know about that. I’m not like that.”

“Me neither, but it’s just a blowjob. Not like we like each other or anything.”

“Let me think about it” I said.

My cock was about to explode. Just the mere thought of him sucking me, or me sucking him made me euphoric. I spent 5 minutes just holding my cock, swimming in this thought as my cock twitched.

“We can probably do that” I said.

“Who’s going first?” He asked.

“To suck or be sucked?” I asked.

“To suck” he said.

I was afraid if he sucked me off first, that I would lose interest after I came. But I also was worried he might feel the same, and I would be left by myself with a mouth full of cum and an achy cock and balls between my legs. In the end, I volunteered to go first.

We met at the foot of the bed. Both of us had our shirts on, but nothing else. We didn’t make eye contact. As he approached I got a better look at his cock. Although the base was hidden by bush, I could tell it was fairly thick. The way it moved as he walked excited me greatly.

I had butterflies in my stomach as I fell to my knees. His cock now stared me straight in the face. I grabbed it, stroked it as I would my own and inspected it. Now with his cock an inch from my face, I could smell what I can only describe as manhood. His cock had a distinct smell, that I remember to the day. It was not a bad smell, not at all. Just a thick, sweet smell that filled my nostrils. It was marvelous.

As the actress on the tv moaned in the background, my attention was no longer on tits, but rather the thick throbbing cock in front of my face. “Here goes nothing” I thought. I took the head of my cock in my mouth, swirling my tongue around. It felt bigger in my mouth. I went about halfway down, then receded back to inspect my work. His cock was properly wet, and the light hit it just right to make it glisten from my saliva. He kept his eyes fixed on the screen while I worked his cock.

I took it back in my mouth, this time to stay. Used my right hand to stroke and left to cup the balls. As the cock went deeper in the back of my throat, my mouth became wetter. I distinctly remember a drop of drool coming off my chin and hitting my cock on the way down. It jerked to attention in response.

My friend started to thrust slightly, pushing deeper down my throat than I thought was possible. He was starting to get antsy. He let out a brief moan, then asked “what do I do when I cum?” We hadn’t covered that part. I briefly came up from his cock, and in pure Nike fashion said “just do it”. Immediately down on his cock I went again, deeper than before. I felt the bottom of his cock twitch, at which point he said “oh shit”.

He released. His hot cum pooled in my mouth, some escaping down my chin. I kept sucking. He kept cumming. Pulsing in my mouth, every last drop mixing with my saliva. He was moaning as his body shook. As I felt the warmth of the cum shooting in my mouth, I almost came hands free. After he finished his load, I sat there with his cock still in my mouth. He slowly pulled it out, and I gulped.

My first swallowed load.

At this point, my cock was dripping precum. He asked “you ready?”

“ What do you think?” I said. I stood up, he went to his knees.

I’m sure he had the same feelings I did when he saw my cock, but I didn’t let him admire. I immediately aimed for his mouth. He stopped me. “Aw, fuck” I thought.

“Tell me when you’re about to cum, I don’t think I can swallow it like you did.”

“No problem. On your face then?”

“Sure.” He agreed.

I entered his warm, wet mouth. He had naturally puffy lips, nothing crazy but I could feel them sliding over the head of my cock. I probably lasted all of 30 seconds. He let me fuck his face pretty good, and finally I was able to release the tension in my cock and balls. I pulled out of his mouth, and commenced to painting his face with a cumshot that is in the top three of my life. I still think it would have filled an entire shot glass at least.

“Dude, holy shit” he said.

“Probably would’ve been easier to just swallow” I said as I handed him a towel.

We didn’t speak much about it afterwards. It was purely carnal, we weren’t attracted to each other, just attracted to what was between our legs. There were no regrets, as my parents had to be gone longer than expected and we sucked each other off again that night. I moved away the following week, periodically fantasizing about the events that happened before I left. Luckily, I was able to go visit a couple times a year. You better believe we had cocks in our mouths every night we spent together on each visit. It even escalated to more eventually, but that’s for another time.

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