It's very funny you asked when you did. Later this week, and we'll be together for a couple of weeks.
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So something truly hot and unexpected happened today on our first day seeing each other since June.
Anderson and I met at the airport in the latest place we're visiting and had been catching up all afternoon into the evening. We both took edibles and had been chatting as usual. We went skinny dipping in the hot tub we're in and had a close, emotional conversation about tough times we'd been through recently but also about the funny, goofy, and eventually horny things that bring us together. He started talking about how he doesn't know just how horny he is, and imagines others aren't as horny as the two of us. I used that as a chance to tell him about two friends of mine who grew into friends with benefits, in part because of the pandemic horniness that a lot of people – including the two of us – experienced. We kept going, talking about porn stories growing up, jerking off early in the pandemic, orgies, his friend who he used to jerk off with when they were younger, and my sexting with guy friends.
Anyway, we got out of the tub and threw pants on. I didn't think anything of it, but I was definitely rock hard under my pants.
Nothing happened, at first, because this was our first together for the next week and a half.
So, I go up to my bedroom in the rental home we're staying in, where I'm actually laying now and I'm sitting on the bed, when he walks in. We're chatting a little and then he says it's time for bed. Always a bummer.
What I wasn't expecting in the moment, but should've totally anticipated, was that he came over to give me a hug, crawling over my right leg and resting his semi on my thigh! I gave him a long hug and stroked his back and sides as his dick continued to rest there. I got a little bold and even started to press my thigh into his dick, and move it slightly so I could feel it. And so could he. I knew it.
So I said to him something like, "Your dick's resting on my leg..." an a pause, "Not that I'm complaining."
I slid my hands down to his waist and he released the hug and sat up, on his knees still with his dick pressed on my leg. Immediately we were making eye contact, and neither of us knew what to say... I decided I wasn't passing up the opportunity.
I put my fingers in his waistband, and moved them around a little bit, looking down to his pants and his bulge, and up to his eyes. I just took a breath and went for it! I ran my hand over his bulge, and he let out a nice long exhale. I looked him in the eyes again, as he put his arms back, almost giving me permission, seemingly.
I pulled him in a little closer to me, by the waistband, and exposed his dick a little in the process. He didn't stop me. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his cock, tugging on it a few times and feeling his dick pulse. I sat there in front of him as he put his head back, and I slowly stroked his long, fat, uncut, growing cock. At this point, it was 1am, and I had to stop to get a good night's sleep. I considered leaning in and sucking him but I was just so transfixed with his dick in my hands, and we just got here. I took my hand off his dick and spit in it, before continuing to stroke, moving his foreskin up and down, just slightly. I felt what must've been his pre-cum on my fingers. I stopped and pulled my hand back and looked him in the eyes, and he leaned in, hugging me and nuzzling his face into my neck. We held each other like that as he laid his now (almost totally) hard dick on my leg. After a couple of minutes, we both let go, looked each other deeply in the eyes and he said, "More tomorrow. Need to get our rest."
I was shocked that this happened, and on our first day! I've never felt him so hard in my hand, let alone really feeling his dick. I'm not sure what got into me but, whatever it was, I loved stroking him and he seemed very into it. I want to suck his dick so badly; I've been dying to suck dick lately. I really need to get his dick in my mouth sooner rather than later. It was so close and I'm actually heading to bed now so that I'll have the energy for whatever tomorrow has in store. Very hot moment and I'm nervous and kind of excited to see how things go from here – whether he regrets it, or wants more, or whatever. I was bolder than usual and I'm dying to see what happens tomorrow when we sober up and go about our trip together.
About to jerk off now just thinking about it. That was hotter than I could've imagined.
Anderson and I met at the airport in the latest place we're visiting and had been catching up all afternoon into the evening. We both took edibles and had been chatting as usual. We went skinny dipping in the hot tub we're in and had a close, emotional conversation about tough times we'd been through recently but also about the funny, goofy, and eventually horny things that bring us together. He started talking about how he doesn't know just how horny he is, and imagines others aren't as horny as the two of us. I used that as a chance to tell him about two friends of mine who grew into friends with benefits, in part because of the pandemic horniness that a lot of people – including the two of us – experienced. We kept going, talking about porn stories growing up, jerking off early in the pandemic, orgies, his friend who he used to jerk off with when they were younger, and my sexting with guy friends.
Anyway, we got out of the tub and threw pants on. I didn't think anything of it, but I was definitely rock hard under my pants.
Nothing happened, at first, because this was our first together for the next week and a half.
So, I go up to my bedroom in the rental home we're staying in, where I'm actually laying now and I'm sitting on the bed, when he walks in. We're chatting a little and then he says it's time for bed. Always a bummer.
What I wasn't expecting in the moment, but should've totally anticipated, was that he came over to give me a hug, crawling over my right leg and resting his semi on my thigh! I gave him a long hug and stroked his back and sides as his dick continued to rest there. I got a little bold and even started to press my thigh into his dick, and move it slightly so I could feel it. And so could he. I knew it.
So I said to him something like, "Your dick's resting on my leg..." an a pause, "Not that I'm complaining."
I slid my hands down to his waist and he released the hug and sat up, on his knees still with his dick pressed on my leg. Immediately we were making eye contact, and neither of us knew what to say... I decided I wasn't passing up the opportunity.
I put my fingers in his waistband, and moved them around a little bit, looking down to his pants and his bulge, and up to his eyes. I just took a breath and went for it! I ran my hand over his bulge, and he let out a nice long exhale. I looked him in the eyes again, as he put his arms back, almost giving me permission, seemingly.
I pulled him in a little closer to me, by the waistband, and exposed his dick a little in the process. He didn't stop me. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his cock, tugging on it a few times and feeling his dick pulse. I sat there in front of him as he put his head back, and I slowly stroked his long, fat, uncut, growing cock. At this point, it was 1am, and I had to stop to get a good night's sleep. I considered leaning in and sucking him but I was just so transfixed with his dick in my hands, and we just got here. I took my hand off his dick and spit in it, before continuing to stroke, moving his foreskin up and down, just slightly. I felt what must've been his pre-cum on my fingers. I stopped and pulled my hand back and looked him in the eyes, and he leaned in, hugging me and nuzzling his face into my neck. We held each other like that as he laid his now (almost totally) hard dick on my leg. After a couple of minutes, we both let go, looked each other deeply in the eyes and he said, "More tomorrow. Need to get our rest."
I was shocked that this happened, and on our first day! I've never felt him so hard in my hand, let alone really feeling his dick. I'm not sure what got into me but, whatever it was, I loved stroking him and he seemed very into it. I want to suck his dick so badly; I've been dying to suck dick lately. I really need to get his dick in my mouth sooner rather than later. It was so close and I'm actually heading to bed now so that I'll have the energy for whatever tomorrow has in store. Very hot moment and I'm nervous and kind of excited to see how things go from here – whether he regrets it, or wants more, or whatever. I was bolder than usual and I'm dying to see what happens tomorrow when we sober up and go about our trip together.
About to jerk off now just thinking about it. That was hotter than I could've imagined.
So, day 3 of 12 together... I'll keep this short.
We've made a habit out of hanging out in my room on my bed. Last night, we cuddled with my head and arm resting on his chest, while trading stories of going down on people. I told him about how I really have a thing for sucking dick, and that I wish more (straight) guys recognized that it was just as enjoyable for me to give. He made a comment that he would be really into it – and I took a mental note. I was really tired at that point but fully plan to follow up on that with him.
Tonight, after a good day hanging together and a dip in the hot tub, I ended up massaging him for the first time on our trip. It escalated into me massaging his hole and balls, really working on them as he moaned. I asked him, "How does that feel?" as I rubbed his hole, and he said it felt amazing, so I really kept going. I could feel, as I alternated between his hole, inner thighs, and balls, that he was very hard. But he was face down this time and I avoided grabbing his dick, because I was so focused on his hole, falling short of going in. We still have many days together, so I decided to ease in and make him come to me rather than me going to him. Anderson got up after about 10 minutes, and was rock hard, more than I'd ever seen before, even the previous day when I'd stroked him. We hugged and he went to bed, with a gift I got him in hand: a small egg stroker, which maybe I'll use on him next time I give him a massage.
I loved playing with his hole today, and I'd love to bury my face in his ass and eat him out this week. Not too far off from that. Just the idea of tonguing his hole and swallowing his cock gets me so hard, and I'll be doing that soon enough.
We've made a habit out of hanging out in my room on my bed. Last night, we cuddled with my head and arm resting on his chest, while trading stories of going down on people. I told him about how I really have a thing for sucking dick, and that I wish more (straight) guys recognized that it was just as enjoyable for me to give. He made a comment that he would be really into it – and I took a mental note. I was really tired at that point but fully plan to follow up on that with him.
Tonight, after a good day hanging together and a dip in the hot tub, I ended up massaging him for the first time on our trip. It escalated into me massaging his hole and balls, really working on them as he moaned. I asked him, "How does that feel?" as I rubbed his hole, and he said it felt amazing, so I really kept going. I could feel, as I alternated between his hole, inner thighs, and balls, that he was very hard. But he was face down this time and I avoided grabbing his dick, because I was so focused on his hole, falling short of going in. We still have many days together, so I decided to ease in and make him come to me rather than me going to him. Anderson got up after about 10 minutes, and was rock hard, more than I'd ever seen before, even the previous day when I'd stroked him. We hugged and he went to bed, with a gift I got him in hand: a small egg stroker, which maybe I'll use on him next time I give him a massage.
I loved playing with his hole today, and I'd love to bury my face in his ass and eat him out this week. Not too far off from that. Just the idea of tonguing his hole and swallowing his cock gets me so hard, and I'll be doing that soon enough.
He may not like going slow, if he is walking away with a big ass boner. I would not tease him anymore, and just put him out off his horny misery. He will be happy and so will you. And you'll have that many more days of fucking together. He would not let you do those things if he didn't want you.
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So, the end of the week was very eventful. I was admittedly kind of nervous for a couple of days, because he wasn't begging me to play with his hole after I initially did. We had some other massages, but he was sitting up or not fully naked, and I got in my head wondering if he was having regrets. I kind of get it. Having someone touch your dick and stroke it briefly can feel a lot less intense than having someone sensually stroke your hole and that area. Fuck, thinking of his hole still gets me hard. It was so perfect, and I still can't wait to taste it.
So, for a couple of days, things didn't escalate. Things were good but I got in my head in the moment and didn't push. Over that time, we did have massages, hot tub time, and even doing a gay bar crawl. The final day and night we spent together was spent inside, and involved us laying around, getting stoned, and watching various things.
It was just nice to be with him and be so close to him because, as discussed, I was so horny – and he was too.
At one point, we were laying on my bed, watching something, when I started to get really distracted. My head was on his stomach, and my face was toward his waist. My elbow rested over his thighs and bulge, and my hand was on his side or chest. I realized how close his dick was to my face and began salivating. I was definitely hard at this point, but he couldn't see that from the angle he was in.
I began to nuzzle my head gently into his stomach and grab on a little more tightly. I was just feeling the moment and didn't have the words for it. That's when he began really stroking my back, then my shoulders, which expanded to my neck and head. I don't think either of us were watching the TV anymore. He began to more passionately rub my head and neck and I really pressed my cheek into his stomach, and we didn't say anything. All I could think about was that he was freeballing, in dark athletic pants, and I couldn't resist. My mind was racing!
I whispered something like, "Laying like this, I'm so tempted to suck your dick." I tried to end that with a little chuckle to play it off, but the tension was definitely in the air and it felt like time stood still.
I didn't look up at him, but I could feel him stretch his arms out and I was worried that he was going to move to get up. He sighed, "Well..."
I nuzzled my head on his stomach, and he touched my shoulder, and I went for it. I slipped his sweatpants down and closed my eyes, tasting every angle of his dick and sucking down the shaft (toward his head). He has such a plump uncut dick and thinking about it now gets me SO hard. I honestly kind of blanked out in the moment because my heart was beating so fast, kind of expecting him to stop me or change his mind. I've given him so many opportunities to initiate things, and I know he likes to take things slow, so I was a little concerned. But I just refused to let that stop me.
After what must've been a few minutes, I licked his balls, looking up to see his expression. I know he really wanted his balls sucked; we talked about it last time we were together. It was wild to glance at his face and not only hear but see his moans as I ran my tongue over his balls. Eventually I slid my tongue into his foreskin, while rubbing his chest and probably sweating bullets. I was kind of surprised when, shortly after I started doing this, he told me he was about to cum and started to thrust his hips at my mouth, while rubbing his hand super gently on my neck and hair. It was such a unique feeling, having him cum so uncontrollably in front of me while also not wanting to be too aggressive to me.
He came in my mouth and then on my lips and chin... He came a lot and it felt like forever, but it was probably 30 seconds. I licked around his dick to almost instinctually clean up, and I must've touched him in a way that he shuttered, which caused me to look back up at him. His eyes were mostly closed and he was catching his breath. I laid my head on his chest. He put his hand around my shoulder. We laid there and passed out together.
The next morning, I woke up before he did, got up, packed my bags, and then he took me to the airport. On the 30 minute drive, we didn't talk about what happened directly, but his hand was on my knee much of the ride, and my hand was on his hand. We were talking about what was had for us this week and about how much each of us couldn't wait to have sex – with other people, because we won't see each other for another month – very soon. When we got to the airport, he stopped the car outside of the departure gate, and we sat there quietly for what felt like an eternity. As he sat there in the driver's seat, I put my hand on his thigh, rubbing it, and grazed his bulge casually, and I swear I felt something stir. I got out of the car, and he did, and we had a long hug where he whispered in my ear about how he can't wait to do this again, and I told him how I already missed him. I gave him a big kiss on the cheek, and said goodbye.
So, for a couple of days, things didn't escalate. Things were good but I got in my head in the moment and didn't push. Over that time, we did have massages, hot tub time, and even doing a gay bar crawl. The final day and night we spent together was spent inside, and involved us laying around, getting stoned, and watching various things.
It was just nice to be with him and be so close to him because, as discussed, I was so horny – and he was too.
At one point, we were laying on my bed, watching something, when I started to get really distracted. My head was on his stomach, and my face was toward his waist. My elbow rested over his thighs and bulge, and my hand was on his side or chest. I realized how close his dick was to my face and began salivating. I was definitely hard at this point, but he couldn't see that from the angle he was in.
I began to nuzzle my head gently into his stomach and grab on a little more tightly. I was just feeling the moment and didn't have the words for it. That's when he began really stroking my back, then my shoulders, which expanded to my neck and head. I don't think either of us were watching the TV anymore. He began to more passionately rub my head and neck and I really pressed my cheek into his stomach, and we didn't say anything. All I could think about was that he was freeballing, in dark athletic pants, and I couldn't resist. My mind was racing!
I whispered something like, "Laying like this, I'm so tempted to suck your dick." I tried to end that with a little chuckle to play it off, but the tension was definitely in the air and it felt like time stood still.
I didn't look up at him, but I could feel him stretch his arms out and I was worried that he was going to move to get up. He sighed, "Well..."
I nuzzled my head on his stomach, and he touched my shoulder, and I went for it. I slipped his sweatpants down and closed my eyes, tasting every angle of his dick and sucking down the shaft (toward his head). He has such a plump uncut dick and thinking about it now gets me SO hard. I honestly kind of blanked out in the moment because my heart was beating so fast, kind of expecting him to stop me or change his mind. I've given him so many opportunities to initiate things, and I know he likes to take things slow, so I was a little concerned. But I just refused to let that stop me.
After what must've been a few minutes, I licked his balls, looking up to see his expression. I know he really wanted his balls sucked; we talked about it last time we were together. It was wild to glance at his face and not only hear but see his moans as I ran my tongue over his balls. Eventually I slid my tongue into his foreskin, while rubbing his chest and probably sweating bullets. I was kind of surprised when, shortly after I started doing this, he told me he was about to cum and started to thrust his hips at my mouth, while rubbing his hand super gently on my neck and hair. It was such a unique feeling, having him cum so uncontrollably in front of me while also not wanting to be too aggressive to me.
He came in my mouth and then on my lips and chin... He came a lot and it felt like forever, but it was probably 30 seconds. I licked around his dick to almost instinctually clean up, and I must've touched him in a way that he shuttered, which caused me to look back up at him. His eyes were mostly closed and he was catching his breath. I laid my head on his chest. He put his hand around my shoulder. We laid there and passed out together.
The next morning, I woke up before he did, got up, packed my bags, and then he took me to the airport. On the 30 minute drive, we didn't talk about what happened directly, but his hand was on my knee much of the ride, and my hand was on his hand. We were talking about what was had for us this week and about how much each of us couldn't wait to have sex – with other people, because we won't see each other for another month – very soon. When we got to the airport, he stopped the car outside of the departure gate, and we sat there quietly for what felt like an eternity. As he sat there in the driver's seat, I put my hand on his thigh, rubbing it, and grazed his bulge casually, and I swear I felt something stir.
I got out of the car, and he did, and we had a long hug where he whispered in my ear about how he can't wait to do this again, and I told him how I already missed him. I gave him a big kiss on the cheek, and said goodbye.Can you please share a picture of this body (no face) ?
So, day 3 of 12 together... I'll keep this short.
We've made a habit out of hanging out in my room on my bed. Last night, we cuddled with my head and arm resting on his chest, while trading stories of going down on people. I told him about how I really have a thing for sucking dick, and that I wish more (straight) guys recognized that it was just as enjoyable for me to give. He made a comment that he would be really into it – and I took a mental note. I was really tired at that point but fully plan to follow up on that with him.
Tonight, after a good day hanging together and a dip in the hot tub, I ended up massaging him for the first time on our trip. It escalated into me massaging his hole and balls, really working on them as he moaned. I asked him, "How does that feel?" as I rubbed his hole, and he said it felt amazing, so I really kept going. I could feel, as I alternated between his hole, inner thighs, and balls, that he was very hard. But he was face down this time and I avoided grabbing his dick, because I was so focused on his hole, falling short of going in. We still have many days together, so I decided to ease in and make him come to me rather than me going to him. Anderson got up after about 10 minutes, and was rock hard, more than I'd ever seen before, even the previous day when I'd stroked him. We hugged and he went to bed, with a gift I got him in hand: a small egg stroker, which maybe I'll use on him next time I give him a massage.
I loved playing with his hole today, and I'd love to bury my face in his ass and eat him out this week. Not too far off from that. Just the idea of tonguing his hole and swallowing his cock gets me so hard, and I'll be doing that soon enough.
all sounds like a fantasy you're cooking up in your own head to be honest
You're entitled to your opinion but this is all 100% true. I don't have the time or energy to come on here and write fiction. This has been building for a long, long time and, actually, some of the replies in this thread have given me the courage to push further, which is why what happened this last trip happened.
It's wild to just come onto a thread where someone shares their experiences with a friend and to say it sounds like fantasy. Like, yeah, @john412, it's not a typical everyday experience, which is why I'm posting about it. It's not that complicated.
I believed your story, but I think the aspect that seems off to some people is the extreme caution and incrementalism and drip-drip development at this stage, even after jerking him and sucking his cock as well as before that tbh. I will admit it gives me pause.
If it's real, then I would echo what others have said in the past: This guy badly wants it and you need to stop edging him and push forward, because based on past behavior he is clearly not going to take initiative or express his needs unless pressed (and you've been more than careful). If you don't you're likely to get more people believing this is erotic fiction.
If it's real, then I would echo what others have said in the past: This guy badly wants it and you need to stop edging him and push forward, because based on past behavior he is clearly not going to take initiative or express his needs unless pressed (and you've been more than careful). If you don't you're likely to get more people believing this is erotic fiction.
I appreciate you saying this.
I have been extremely cautious, and I think a lot of folks can understand why. For the last decade on this site (throughout my 20s), I've been reading "don't do it, it'll ruin your friendship" on many, many, many posts, and I have that deeply ingrained in my head. I am terrified of ruining my friendship with him by going too far; I would actually be devastated tbh. That's why I want him to make the first move, but he won't go all the way proactively with me, even when he knows I'm very into it.
I also have to say, a big part of my caution is definitely based in my own insecurities.
I think my situation is probably more relatable to a lot of folks than the very "porny" stories, many of which are fake, that people post throughout LPSG.
I will say, things are definitely in a different place NOW after actually jerking him off and sucking him, but I don't get to see him again for another month. He lives halfway across the country from me.
I'm fine with people thinking this is fiction. That's the thing about this; I don't really give a shit haha. I'm just sharing this to vent because I don't have anywhere else where I can fully, authentically share my relationship with him. I appreciate everyone who gets it rather than questioning it. If you don't care for my posts, then just go elsewhere, because it's something I've been dealing with and going through. Being a longtime member, I mostly post because I figure a lot of others can relate and I just wanted others to see and hear a real story of how this unfolds. Yeah, it's been really slow, unfortunately. That's [my] real life, for better or worse.
So, in my head, I initially thought "no way" but I'll think about how I could do this. Maybe I have a pic of him that I've taken that I can share, just so I'm the only one that would recognize it.
Then if you know he's not going to, you're going to have to. It's as simple as that.
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I liked your response to those who think it's fiction - you aren't accountable to this community, you are responsible to your own authenticity to yourself and to your relationship as it unfolds in the way it seems right to you. To share as much of your story as you have is a generous gift - please don't risk violating even a little trust by sharing any photo without consent.
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This is one of the best stories on this site, appreciate your updates on this journey and willingness to share it.
I, too, had my doubts about the veracity of this story. At first I wanted to believe it but, as qavako said so well, "I think the aspect that seems off to some people is the extreme caution and incrementalism and drip-drip development at this stage, even after jerking him and sucking his cock as well as before that tbh. I will admit it gives me pause." I have had my fair share of straight or straight/bicurious or closeted bi or closeted gay guys in my time, so I'm not dismissing it out of hand but to elaborate on qavak0's point, once you have the exposed hard cock unleashed staring you right in the face (!) and in your mouth and you both are obviously aroused, into it, and into each other with eager mutual consent and want to explore (!), and have that trust (!), I obviously get going at a pace each of you are comfortable with...but it just seems like there's no real big reason to proceed with the same 50/50 type way that you were proceeding with during your does he like me/does he not like me phase like in that nursery rhyme. I forget how it goes. It's late.
After I read your explanation of being insecure, I can understand more about your perspective and I wouldn't tell you or others it's false either. Also it's not my place nor should it matter what I think. What matters is that both of you are enjoying yourselves and comfortable with where you're taking it and at your pace of both of you.
I have been with a straight/bicurious guy who only wanted to suck cock and not kiss and then one day later another straight/bicurious guy wanted only to kiss and asked not to do any play with cocks so I said whatever you're comfortable with. People are so different and have their own needs and place where they're at. Many a guy have I hooked up with who immediately afterwards would say, "Just to let you know, I'm not gay." Then they return to do more and want to expand their horizons even more. So I get you.
I'm glad we all can talk about this respectfully and raise our perspectives without denying your story but just raising why it sounds so incredulous, for some of us, for the reasons stated already and amazing, for some of us.
I appreciate your sharing your perspective.
By the way, as someone fascinated by the subject of your friend being uncut, is he American-born and just did not undergo the procedure at birth like a lot of others? Or is he from a country that does not circumcise regularly? Are you both in your 20s, 30s? Curious.
After I read your explanation of being insecure, I can understand more about your perspective and I wouldn't tell you or others it's false either. Also it's not my place nor should it matter what I think. What matters is that both of you are enjoying yourselves and comfortable with where you're taking it and at your pace of both of you.
I have been with a straight/bicurious guy who only wanted to suck cock and not kiss and then one day later another straight/bicurious guy wanted only to kiss and asked not to do any play with cocks so I said whatever you're comfortable with. People are so different and have their own needs and place where they're at. Many a guy have I hooked up with who immediately afterwards would say, "Just to let you know, I'm not gay." Then they return to do more and want to expand their horizons even more. So I get you.
I'm glad we all can talk about this respectfully and raise our perspectives without denying your story but just raising why it sounds so incredulous, for some of us, for the reasons stated already and amazing, for some of us.
I appreciate your sharing your perspective.
By the way, as someone fascinated by the subject of your friend being uncut, is he American-born and just did not undergo the procedure at birth like a lot of others? Or is he from a country that does not circumcise regularly? Are you both in your 20s, 30s? Curious.
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