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So, in school, I wasn’t quite out yet, but I was starting to be a little more okay with being gay. I had a really small group of friends—all very supportive. One of which was a straight guy named Tony. Tony was in a few of my classes with me and always stood up for me when I was being bullied or picked on. We wound up getting super close, to the point where we would stay up til 4am playing games online or chatting with each other. At first, it was all fun, but then our conversations started turning a little sexual. Finally, I worked up the nerve to tell him about my developing feelings for him. The most gut-wrenching (to me, at least) sentence followed: “You’re cool and all, but if you were the last thing to fuck on planet earth, I would just masturbate.” I cried… a lot.
We sort of grew apart, then grew back together, and found ourselves in this weird limbo of friends but not-so-close friends. Fast forward: I graduated a year before him and we went to college while he joined the marines.
One night, we started playing games again, and I started to get tired and went to bed. He messaged me goodnight with a kissy emoji. I sort of hinted at it making me uncomfortable because he knew that I still had feelings for him. He laughed it off and stated it was more of a joke that he didn’t mean anything by it. I playfully responded again about his masturbation comment a few years back (at that point), stating that he should at least let me watch.
This is when the conversation took a turn.
“Maybe I wouldn’t be so opposed to that. Exhibition has sort of become a thing for me.” My heart started pounding at my dick was leaking at the mere thought.
“Oh? Well, in that case, what if we weren’t the last two things on earth? What if I just wanted to document my findings? Yanno, research for the dating field.” I was bold. The conversation sort of de-railed on my escapades. I had only sucked people off at this point and no further, I told him.
“I think I’ve seen every dick in town,” I told him, “every gay one anyway.”
“If you’re lucky, you might get to see mine, if you wanna.” At this point, he asked me if men were better than women at sucking dick, and we started sexting about how I would service him.
Suddenly, I get a Snapchat from him, with a separate text reading: “only one screenshot. And don’t go showing off to your fairy friends lol.” With shaky hands, I clicked on it, and there were his pants around his ankles, 7.5 inch dick, hard as a rock, in his hand. Without even touching myself, I came just looking at it.
After that night, there was more flirting and one or two more pics, plus a video of him cumming. All of a sudden, he blocked me. I’m not sure why, but I haven’t heard from him since. Do I still have his pics? Absolutely, and they’re well-viewed