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By JC Tucker. This story is completely fictional!
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My friend Matt and I have known each other for 13 years and during our
friendship we have dated many hot chicks who, incidentally, have provided us
with great fodder for guy talk.
Matt, a slender grunge looking dude with jet black hair and piercing green eyes,
is quite the chick magnet. Many a time, I have gotten laid by the sheer grace of
his disinterest in a babe he discarded.
Lucky me. This is not to say that I am not good looking, because I am. Where
Matt is tall and lanky, I am more short and stout. Suffice it to say Matt was
more magnetic than me sexually. The only thing I had that Matt didn"t was a nice
round ass.
We both went to high school together and we"re heading to the same college this
fall. So it should not be incredulous to believe that Matt and I have shared
many secrets, one of which has provided us with an impenetrable bond.
Since we were in our late teens, the two of us have had a sexual pact. It began
one night when the two of us were stoned and horny. I had admitted to Matt that
I had thought of experiencing sex with another dude. To my surprise, he did not
freak out. He admitted he had as well.
That night, after hours of sharing and caring, Matt told me he was going to make
love to me and that we would be bonded because of it. He was right. Without
hesitation, he came over and picked me up and slowly undressed me, softly
caressing me with his hands and exploring my body.
I shuttered at his touch and passionate kisses. Every time I tried to please him
orally or with my touch, he directed me to enjoy the experience and let him
enjoy it as well in the manner he wanted too.
Matt had me ready to explode. He licked every inch of my body and manhood and
rimmed my sweet ass for nearly an hour.
"Brad," Matt whispered, "this is going to hurt you a little but if you trust me
and just relax, this will be something you will enjoy the fuck out of."
"I trust you dude," I said, fully knowing he was going to fuck me. Pushing his
long thin cock inside of me I felt dizzy and scared. The pain was minimal. Then,
it hit me. The intense feeling of someone I cared about so deeply being inside
of my body and using it for his pleasure was amazing and like nothing I had felt
before.
Matt"s eyes were rolling in his head so much I though he was having convulsions.
He pounded my ass and when I felt his cum filling my hole until it was dripping
out, I shot the biggest load I"ve ever shot. It hit the curtains five feet
across the room.
"What the fuck is going on in here," my stepfather Duncan bellowed. "Jesus,
Brad! You let your best friend fuck you? What the fuck man. Matt, get dressed
and get the fuck out of here. Now!"
Crap. Matt got dressed and booked, winking at me as he left. God, what a fucking
nightmare. Shit, why did Duncan have to wake up and catch us. Just my luck. A
good fuck getting fucked up. Christ, now I have to deal with trying to explain
this to my family.
I got up to go to the kitchen to get a beer and ran into Duncan. The silence was
dreadful. All I could mutter was "I"m sorry."
"You should be," Duncan scolded. "If your Mother finds out, she will be
devastated. No Mother wants a faggot for a son."
"I"m not a faggot," I retorted. "We were just stoned and experimenting. All guys
experiment at some point and it doesn"t make you a faggot."
"Brad, you don"t have to experiment with everything," Duncan admonished. "Some
things are wrong. And you certainly don"t do it with an outsider."
"I"m sorry Duncan," I whimppered. "I like girls. I just wanted to see what it
felt like to have fun with a dude. Matt was cool enough to be the one to do it.
That"s it."
"You let him fuck you man," Duncan exclaimed. "I saw it. It"s wrong. You don"t
think I"ve ever thought about it. I"ve thought about it many times. I just don"t
act on it."
"I"ve seen many guys naked many times," Duncan informed. "Hell, I"ve seen you
naked Brad. Yeah, I"ve thought about what it would be like to fuck a guy with a
pretty ass like yours....But I don"t act on it, cause it"s not right."
"Well it felt right," I said, realizing as I said it, I shouldn"t have.
"Jesus Brad, you liked it?," my stepdad asked.
"Yes, unfortunately I did," I sighed. "But don"t worry, it won"t happen again,"
I lied, fully knowing Matt enjoyed every minute of it and would want it again.
"Look, I"m sorry Duncan. You shouldn"t have seen that man. Can"t we just keep
this between us. Mom doesn"t need to know. It"s just going to upset her like it
did you. And, don"t worry, I will not embarrass you guys," I promised. "I"m not
a faggot."
Duncan got up to go to bed and I reached out to hug him. I told him that I knew
what I did was wrong, despite it feeling right. He hugged me and told me he
wouldn"t tell Mom.
"You"ve got balls kid," Duncan said. "I never would have the guts to do
something like that."
"Well, it just happened," I told him. "It wasn"t planned. But I don"t regret it,
right or wrong, because now I know what it"s like."
Duncan was my Mom"s second husband. He was in his forties, blond and rugged
looking in a Denis Leary kind of way. A pilot for a private jet firm, he always
maintained a neat appearance and was confident and handsome.
"Brad," Duncan instructed, "just be careful son. I love you and don"t want you
hurt. When I saw the two of you, I thought he was hurting you. So, I got angry."
"He wasn"t hurting me, Duncan," I replied. "He"s my best friend. What he did was
very nice. He"s not gay. It was our bond that made it special, like a brotherly
pact or something. I wouldn"t let just anyone do that to me."
"I guess I can understand that," Duncan said. "I just want you to be safe and
happy Brad. I consider you like the son I never had."
"The one with the cute ass," I joked. "I"m flattered you noticed."
"I was trying to make a point about knowing right from wrong Brad," Duncan said
embarrassingly. "I didn"t mean I thought about fucking you."
"I didn"t take it that way. Don"t go stressing?," I said. "Besides what if you
did, it"s not a big deal? People have thoughts about things they shouldn"t all
the time. You yourself said so."
"You don"t think it"s wrong for a father to think of fucking his son or vice
versa?" Duncan questioned.
"No, I honestly don"t. I"ve thought about it," I admitted. "But not for the
reasons you think. I think about getting intimate with people I love and I
realized tonight that letting someone you love enter your body is about as
intimate as you get with someone. It"s not sex, it"s connection."
"Phew, that"s deep," Duncan mused. "You"ve actually thought about us having
sex?"
"No," I said. "I"ve thought about letting you enter my temple and I"ve thought
about providing you with the ultimate in pleasure because I love and respect you
and the thought of you giving me a piece of yourself would make our bond special
like the one I now have with Matt.
The overwhelming gratification I had being so open and honest lifted me up from
my chair and prompted me to walk over to Duncan and let my robe fall from my
body. He was shaking with anticipation and nervousness.
"Touch my ass," I ordered as I grabbed his arm and placed the palm of his hand
on my round cheeks. "You said you thought it was "pretty," so feel it. It"s just
skin. Please."
Duncan touched my ass and ran his hands down my thighs and under my buns and
slid the back of his fingers through the crack of my mountains. I got very erect
and started shivering. Duncan didn"t say a word but never took his hands off of
my ass.
I slowly turned my body to where I could bend over and orally stimulate him all
the while allowing him to continue touching my pretty ass. Duncan was hard and I
gently licked his cock and totally enveloped it"s thickness with my mouth. His
cock was huge and unlike Matt"s, it was not thin.
"Brad, I don"t know if..." Duncan uttered.
"Shhh...," I whispered. "Don"t think. Just be quite and experience something
special."
I didn"t waste a moment of time. I withdrew my mouth from his groin area and I
straddled him on the chair and told him to relax. I slowly lowered my body and
allowed his cock to slide up and down my crack and without letting him know, I
glided my hole over his throbbing dick and sat straight down on it until every
inch of him was inside of me.
I was amazed at how easy it went in considering the pain I felt with Matt. I
looked into Duncan"s eyes and he was crying. They were tears of joy from
experiencing something phenomenal. I rode his cock slowly and passionately for
nearly thirty minutes and massaged his chest and arms while he moaned.
Then I started bucking like a wild horse and Duncan was trying to pull himself
out of me so he could cum but I wouldn"t have it and pushed myself down on him
harder and harder until I felt his hot cum fill me up. He was spent and he came
for nearly a minute and a half.
I pulled my ass off of his beautiful cock and started crying immensely.
"Oh my god son, did I hurt you," Duncan said. "Why are you crying?"
"No dad," I sobbed. "I"m crying because I have been able to please the two men I
care about most in the world in a way they never thought possible."
"Come here Brad," Duncan instructed. He took me in his arms and held me close.
"Thank you for allowing me to share a special bond with you and thank you for
making me realize that somethings are only wrong "Til Wrong Feels Right"."
Needless to say Duncan never told my Mom. Matt and I are both engaged to two
beautiful women and both Matt and Duncan enjoy deepening their bond with me when
the need arises. That"s a happy ending.
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