I know the cliche you can’t turn a straight guy gay and I repeat I am not claiming I am. But when I was in senior year of high school I had a friend let’s say his name is Evan. Everyone knew since middle school I was gay and I never wanted to date anyone. I remember him being in one of my classes in seventh grade and I guess you can say he hadn’t had his glow up yet. He was real short like tiny. And magically after senior year am easily 6 feet 5. I was friend with his girlfriend who would cheat on him repeatedly. She was kinda the school pass around. But aye she was my friend get it girl. And I remember I was in an a relationship and I remember the guy dumped me when I was at home with Evan and his girlfriend. And it was November and I was so sad I just walked home that night. She had sent him to chase after me and I knew she had a problem with me hanging out with him and I don’t get why. I remember the full moon walking home and he walked with me and ended up staying the night with me. This is where it gets weird. He asked me if I was okay and I started to cry and felt sad and just fell asleep. I told him thank you and he told me I’m always there for him. I thought he meant it as a friend but that morning I woke up wrapped in his arms and was such a warm feeling. Days passed and he ended up coming everyday for a week and never thought anything about it just friends cuddling you know. But one night he came real high and drunk telling me his girlfriend cheated and I thought damn I knew already and started to cry. I said it was okay and as soon as I said that he grabbed me and pulled me in for a kiss. His cold lips felt nice on mine and having to stand on my tippy toes triggers a submissive side of me I’ve never felt before. I felt his cold tongue in my mouth. As he got undressed my heart was racing since it was my very first time doing anything with a man. I could feel his rock hard cock rubbing on my stomach as he was kissing me. I remember kissing his stomach down to suck on his dick. He pulled his pants down and grabbed my hair with his big hands and made sure he rubbed my face on his bulge before I sucked his dick. I remember feeling it nice and pulsing on my face. He pulled his dick down and I saw his large vein pulsing getting ready to explode all over my face. I decided to tease him and lick the edge around his dick and made me precum a couple of times until he grabbed my head and shoved his large pulsing cock in my mouth. I felt it in the back of the throat and could feel my eyes water. The feeling of gagging didn’t even come into my mind. All I wanted was his dick fucking my face like no worry. What felt like hours kf fucking my face. I felt a warm thick load of cum in the back of my throat. He wanted me to spit it on him and lick it off his back. Mind you he had the nicest fattest ass and I didn’t hesitate to do so. I spit on his back and started to lick his back and to reach down to his ass. And he got up really fast and said to wait so he stood up and i couldn’t resist by toe rub my ass on his throbbing dick. What I miss so much about this guy was no matter how many times he cummed he was always down to fuck. I have many stories and I can tell them. But I’ll slowly post them as i get familiar with this platform.
My “Straight” friend
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Okay then don’t read it I just rush it I know proper format my god
