My saga with Joe continues. Like I mentioned before, things after the last story got a bit more complicated for us emotionally, as Joe was struggling to accept his sexuality. Keep this is mind as you read the story, as I think it explains a lot of what happened next.
Check out part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/kegjgx/m_my_first_gay_experience_with_my_straight_friend/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/kegjgx/m_my_first_gay_experience_with_my_straight_friend/)
After our frotting session, Joe and I were completely exhausted. We stayed spooned in bed together, with me being the small spoon (obviously). With my panty clad ass pressed up against his crotch, and his arm draped over me, the events of the night started really sinking in and I heat an intense heat rise up in my face. I was blushing…FUCKING BLUSHING. I don’t think I’ve blushed before in my life. I guess it was just the feeling of wearing panties in bed with my friend pressed up against my ass made me feel so submissive in a way I’ve never experienced before. And I gotta say, I kind of liked that feeling. After a while of this, we both got up and went to take showers, because we were fucking covered in cum and sweat. Much to my chagrin, Joe opted to take the shower alone. While he was showering, I changed his sheets and made the bed, all still wearing Amy’s panties btw. I don’t know why I still hadn’t taken them off at this point.