TOTALLY TRUE-FRIENDSHIP WITH STRAIGHT FRIEND, CLAY

[Ponyhoff]

I was a camp counselor for two years, which I really enjoyed. The kids were alot of fun. One kids in particular, Clay was always asking questions and even though he could be mischievous, always listented to me and got the other kids to listen to me too. He had a crush on one of the girls from camp and asked me questions about what he should do to get her attention. He was probably 12 at the time.

Years and years later (6 or 7) I was out at an Indian restaurant with friends and some guy came to the table. He called me by my camp counselor name, which surprised me. It was Clay. He was tall and had turned out to be really handsome. He had a bushy head full of black hair and looked sort of like a Nolan Gould type. He was really excited to see me and told me that I had helped get him excited about camping. He asked if we could become Facebook Friends. Since I was no longer his counselor and it was years later, I saw no problem with that. He was 19 at that point and was very athletic...very fit and full of energy. For about a year we were FB friends...he posted a lot about his camping trips. He started dating a girl his age and he posted photos of the two of them doing things. I wasn't initially attracted to him because I still remembered him as a kid...but there was no denying that he had grown up into a handsome guy. I was openly gay and posted photos on my FB with the guy I was seeing. Clay 'liked' many of those posts so I assumed that he was gay-friendly..as so many kids his age were. I am about 15 years old than him.

It went on like that for awhile. We posted about things we were doing and commented on each other's posts. He embarked on a bike ride across the country. He started training for it and the photos he posted showed that he had lost the last bit of his baby fat..he was now lean and seriously handsome. He was 21 now, but I stayed very respectful in my responses to him. I had taken massage classes and had started doing it as a 'B' job while I was working to get ahead with my career. One weekend, a friend hired me to come to the Bay Area to work on her and her parents before her wedding. She put me up in a friend's house who was traveling, so I had an entire place to myself. I invited the guy I was dating to come up and spend time with me. There was a crazy convergence of bizarre occurrences....if all of these things hadn't happened, then Clay and I probably would have just stayed FB buddies. First, the guy I was dating broke up with me. It sucked because I was looking forward to sharing this home with him--it had a pool and a jacuzzi and a room with vintage pinball machines. Then, my friend's parents both got sick and the wedding was postponed. But I was still there, in this Bay Area home for a few days. I saw that Clay was biking through Nothern California and I decided to write to him. I told him about my situation and he suggested that we hang out. I invited him over for some take-out Indian Food (both of our favorites)....and honestly, I wasn't thinking that anything could happen. In fact, he brought over a buddy that he had met on the road and was biking with. So the three of us had dinner. When I saw Clay that night I was bowled over...he was really beautiful...long-limbed, beautiful sly smile...he was so good natured, fun, easy going. He said he went on this trip looking for adventures. At the dinner, he told me that his girlfriend had broken up with him, but that he had gotten over it on the trip. He also noticed the massage table that I had up in another room, where I was going to work on my friend's parents. He told me that he had never gotten a real massage before and said he'd like to try some time. But he wasn't going to be back home for a few months, so I didn't take it seriously. After dinner the 3 of us went into the jacuzzi...he went in just in his underwear. When he got out of the water I was amazed to see how the water clung to his underwear..showing off a full, athletic ass. I was absolutely turned on.

The next day, he hit me up on FB, saying that his friend had gotten weird and he was on his own again. We chatted. He asked me what I was doing that night. He asked about that massage. I told him I was free and tried not to get too excited about it. He came over that night with fruit that he had picked from various neighbor's trees on his way over. He also brought weed and a bottle of wine he had gotten from a family member that lived in the Bay Area. I told him that I felt a little odd smoking weed with him since I had been his camp counselor...he told me that he was an adult now and that hopefully I could let that go and we could be friends. So we smoked weed and had the wine and finally, he asked about the massage. I had been too nervous to bring it up again and didn't want to let my eagerness show. He said he had been thinking about what music to play...and he had come up with a playlist of his favorites. We talked about the massage for a bit before we finally pulled the table out to the living room. He put on his music, stripped down to his underwear and got on the table.

What can I say...the minute I touched him, it was magic. He moaned. He loved it from the very first stroke. And I loved working on him. He was incredibly beautiful...he had a hairless chest with soft, pink nipples. His dark wavy hair was breathtaking. He had some scrapes and bruises from living such an active lifestyle. He kept moaning and said, 'Oh, where have you been my whole life?' We laughed. The mood, with the help of the weed and the wine and the music, was absolutely intoxicating. I turned him over and was again, thrilled by his big ass. I wanted to see it so badly, but I was nervous about getting too turned on. When I got to his waist he asked me if I wanted him to slip his shorts off. I think I lost my breath. He said that it might be easier to get to all the spots. And before I could answer, he started pulling his shorts off...but because he was lying flat, he had a hard time getting them off so he asked me to take them off for him. I coudn't believe it when I moved the shorts down and exposed his perfect, round, almost hairless ass. I started working on his ass...he moaned and asked me why it felt so good. I did deep tissue work on him and he loved it. Finally, it was time to turn him over but he said he wanted to take a break. I gave him a fur to cover himself with. He sat up and talked about how much he loved the massage. He wanted more weed. So we smoked more. He asked me questions about massage...who did I work on...were they always naked...did whether guys ever get turned on....he asked me if it was sometimes hard on me..."You're gay, right?" he said. I knew that he already knew the answer from my FB posts. I was so turned on but I knew that I had to be cautious here. I had to work within his comfortability. I asked him how he was so comfortable having a gay guy work on him. I'll never forget what he said..."I'm young, but legal. I'm still figuring stuff out". He went to pee and when he returned he got back on the table. He was on his back and had the fur covering him. I still hadn't seen his dick and I hoped that I would get to.

I continued working on him with the fur on. By this time, his body was all oiled up...it glistened. I did some long strokes...I was standing behind his head and I reached down and did strokes down his chest...following down to this belly and stopped where the fur covered his crotch. He moved around a bit and the fur shifted. I ignored it. He squirmed a bit and the fur fell off a bit more....finally, it fell off of him, leaving him completely naked. I didnt immediately look at his dick...but when I did, I was surprised. It was a bit smaller than I had expected. But he had a huge amount of dark pubes and long, pink balls. I continued working on his legs and moved up towards his groin. He moaned when I got to the area near his balls. He said that no one had ever touched him there...not even his girlfriend...but it felt so good. He was getting turned on and his dick started getting fuller. I was getting turned on too...but I couldn't cross a boundary without his permission. I avoided grazing his dick, even though I wanted to. Finally, he opened his eyes and asked for water. I brought him some water and he looked at me...his face was flush from moving all this energy around. He said..."Is it crazy that this is getting me aroused?" I got flustered and I went into a scientific explanation...but he stopped me. Again he said..."I'm enjoying this and I want to take this further, if you do". I asked him what he meant and he told me that he wanted to explore what it felt like to be touched by a man. I noticed that his dick was getting fuller. He changed the music to something more sweeping and lush...completely instrumental....and I sprayed more oil on him and I went over his crotch, grazing his dick. He moaned. He told me to keep doing that. So I did. He started to get hard. I kept massaging him, more sensually with the oil...everywhere. I turned him over and really rubbed the big cheeks of his ass. He moaned loudly. He turrned over and was fully hard. His dick was a good size...long...not too veiny....a really beautiful cock. I started stroking his cock and he kept moaning louder and louder. It got really long and I stroked the tip of his cock. Clay started breathing deeply...and soon, he climaxed...he came so much that it shot over my shoulder. He kept cumming. Afterwards he started laughing. "Well, that's a first, he said".

He left to wash up and I was pretty sure that he would just take off...but he walked back out, still naked and started smoking more weed. He asked me if I had ever fooled around with someone on the table before and I was honest...I hadn't. He said that he had experimented with a friend a few years back in middle school but when it stopped, he never looked for it again. He apologized for not reciprocating....saying that he wasn't attracted to guys...but he did understand how I would find him very attractive (yes, he had a big ego about his handsome looks). We hung out more and then he took off. He wasn't going to be back home for a few weeks but he said that maybe we would hang out again.

I couldn't believe that this had happened....he was so open and fun..and he experienced so much pleasure from being touched. It was such a turn-on. But I was pretty sure that it would never happen again.

I was wrong about that. Little did I know that this was the beginning of a decades-long series of experiences with Clay....that would continue on while he had girlfriends....that we would travel together....that there would be some difficult times where we would go for a year or two without speaking--that he would eventually become my bottom, learning a little bit at a time, how to get pleasure from being fucked by me. There were baby steps over the years. And that he would also introduce me to his friends. Out of his five close straight friends, 4 of them ended up asking me for a sexual experience. For readers of my other story...this is how I met Jayden...who was a friend of Clay's.

Oh, and the next day on Clay's Facebook...he wrote, "Biking across the country has given me lots of surprises and lots of chances for new adventures. When you are open to new experiences, some of the most amazing things can happen. I love life and all the crazy things that it can offer.

If you guys show an interest, I will write more about my continuing experiences with Clay. Which continues to this day. I might even be seeing him for a massage night in a few weeks.

 

[Ponyhoff]

 

[Ponyhoff]

Thanks for the kind words...here's the next chapter. Again, totally true story.

After the trip it was hard to reach Clay for a few days. Finally, he got in touch and called me. He said that things didn't land well with obstacle and she made an ultimatum--he had to focus more on their relationship or else she was breaking up with him. He told me that he needed to give this relationship a fair shot. He also was confused as to whether he was gay, straight or bi and thinking about it made him anxious. So he needed a break from hanging out. I was disappointed but understood. I've had some experience with experimental straight guys and there is usually an 'end date'.

About 9 months pass. Clay and I say casual hellos on text or social media. So...one night at 3am I get a text message. When I check it I find that Clay's best friend, Bobby says he's in the neighborhood and he's wondering if I'm up. Ok...so who is Bobby? He is Clay's best friend from high school. They share a love of the outdoors, getting high and music. Clay is handsome in a boyish way, but Bobby is drop dead beautiful...he could be a model. He is about 6.2, black hair and a lean, muscular body. He looks like a young DeNiro or a Adam Driver from Girls. He is unpolished, full of swagger and charm. He came from a family of alcoholics and has always taken care of himself. I once asked Clay if him and Bobby ever fooled around and Clay admitted that they are shared a woman once...but didn't fool around together. I've met Bobby a bunch of times at parties and events with Clay. Oh, and the women love Bobby. So why is Bobby texting me at 3am? He's in the neighborhood, is a bit down and would like to hang out. I invite him over. Bobby comes over a few minutes later with a bottle of whiskey. He says that he knows that Clay has been taking some space--apparently Obstacle has also made Clay choose between the two of them. Clay hates Obstacle and hopes that Clay breaks up with her soon.

Bobby has to work in an hour (some kind of construction job). He says that Clay told him about the massages and Bobby wonders if I can help him out with his back. I tell him that I can try. I take Bobby to the room with the massage set up. Bobby climbs onto the table with all of his clothes on. Clay has faded jeans on and smells musky--whiskey and some sweat. I do a few compressions on his legs and back and he loves it. Says he's never had a real massage. Of course I'm turned on. I offer to work on him further. Bobby has another drink then he strips down to his underwear. His chest is so lean with some hair tht leads down to a promising treasure chest. So I start working on back...doing long strokes. He moans. And soon he's making some odd animal-like sounds. I get to his waist and I pull down the tops of his underwear a bit to reveal his crack. Bobby wants to take a break. We have more drinks. Bobby tells me that if this is what Clay gets, he wants some too. But I don't know what Clay has told Bobby...pretty sure he hasn't told him about the sex. Bobby tells me that Clay is very naive and that he's had to mentor Clay. (Although privately, Clay has told me that he's had to mentor Bobby). Bobby only had 30 more minutes till he has to leave so we gets back on the table..as soon as he's on the table he says...'Should I take these off?" I tell him yes and he quickly scoops his underwear off of him and tosses it on the floor. I get my first look at Bobby's ass...it is small and round and perfect. A bit hairy. So I start doing longer strokes on Bobby..and when I go over his ass, his breath gets deeper. I feel his ass and it is tight. On instinct, I slap his ass and he laughs. Then I do the bongos on them. I tell him that his ass is musical. He's into it. Soon I tell him to turn over. I've been dying to see what his cock looks like since I first met him. He definitely has a big dick swagger. He turns over, his cock swinging. It is impressive...long and thick with a pink mushroom head. I am so turned on now. But I won't do anything unless he asks for it. I start massaging his front...his chest, his legs...I get his inner thighs and his cock flops on my hand. He doesn't move it and neither do I. His cock starts getting fuller. I'm so turned on but I also start to wonder...wouild it be wrong for me to fool around with Clay's best friend? Clay and I aren't dating...we're not even talking now. And I fantsize about fucking these two best friends side by side.

Bobby gets up to use the bathroom and he's in there for a long time. I don't hear anything from the other side and I just sense that he is trying to decide what to do. He comes out, fully naked and says that he'd like to lie down a bit. He goes to the bedroom and flops down naked on my bed. I follow him and get on the bed too. Then he tells me..."I'd like what Clay gets". I ask him if he knows what Clay gets. He says no...but he can guess. I look and Bobby is completely hard. I touch his cock...its huge now and so thick...and I start rubbing it...then I go down on him. He goes crazy. I do this for a while, then he changes our position, pulls down my underwear and we 69. He is a sloppy cocksucker...he clearly doesn't have much experience, but he has enthusiasm. While we're 69ing, I put my finger to his hole. He moans. He says that he doesn't want to get fucked...but he invites me to finger him...which I do. He stops sucking my dick and just focuses on being fingered. He starts playing with his own cock and soon, he sounds a huge load...it goes all over my face. He just sort of passes out on the bed. He gets up in about 30 minutes (yeah, he just decided to not go into work)....he said it was a good time and we'd have to hang again some time (we didn't). When he left there was a big old wet spot on the bed.

I started hearing from Clay again...texts became more frequent. And finally, after almost a year of not seeing each other, Clay asked if we could get together to catch up.....

 

[Ponyhoff]

Thanks for your patience. Here is the next section. I really had to go through my journals to remember the details...

So, against my better judgment I go on this trip with Clay and his girlfriend (that I called), Obstacle. When we first made the arrangements Clay felt that we had a good chance of having a 3way and getting Obstacle more on board to allow me and Clay to hook up from time to time. We made the reservations for a cozy cabin in a resort out of town. Clay only booked one room, which he thought would be cozy and fun. About a week before the trip, Clay told me that he finally discussed the whole thing with Obstacle, who blew a circuit. She did NOT want a 3way with a gay guy and she did NOT want to share a cabin with me. I decided to opt out but Clay told me that I was an important part of this trip and he thought that Obstacle would get warmed up to the idea once we were there.

The drive up was icy. Obstacle was clearly not warming up to the idea of me being there. I just tried to be charming and funny and wanted to make the situation more comfortable. Obstacle, for those who care, came from Spanish upbringing..she was a little short, with dark straight hair and really busty. Guys would fall all over themselves when they saw her. Clay, of course, was my idea of perfection...tall, lanky, athletic, and a mop of wavy dark hair--he looked like Nolan Gould (towards the end of Modern Family). Clay had the most amazing ass--really full and firm. But he hadn't really figured out that he was that handsome yet. He mostly wore baggy clothes.

We check in at the cabin--the guy who checked us in was a really hot red head...maybe 22, lean, with a great smile. Obstacle wanted to change the reservations to get a separate cabin for me but there were none available. She tried flirting a bit but to no avail. But Check-In guy seemed to be eying me trying to figure out this situation. Was I the dad here or was this some decadent 3some?

The first part of the trip was torture. I had no my bed but Clay and Obstacle were constantly fooling around under the covers. Once she went down on him under the covers while I was in my bed. Clay smiled at me, as if to say--what can I do? And it was torture to see him get up with morning wood, knowing that it was off limits for me. Of course I knew I was being ridiculous--they were dating and I had no claims on him. But I felt like a third wheel. On New Years Eve day we found a swimming hole--the water was cold but refreshing. We all got naked and went swimming. But soon, the two of them disappeared, most likely to have sex in the outdoors somewhere nearby.

I left and took a walk back to the cabins. I ran into the hot red-headed guy from the check-in. He told me that someone had left early and there was a cabin free, if I wanted it. I told him I did and I brought my stuff to my cabin while Clay and O were still away. I left a note for Clay telling him that I had moved into my own cabin and that I was going to be hanging out by myself for NYE. I decided to get drunk, take a bath and think about my new year's resolutions--to not get involved with straight guys again. Before getting into the tub there was a knock at the door. It was the red headed guy...asking me if my cabin was ok. I asked him about turning up the heat and he came inside to show me. He sat on the bed and observed that maybe my vacation wasn't going as planned. I told him that it wasn't--and that I was fed up with straight guys. He smiled and said that he completely agreed. We had some drinks and one thing lead to another and soon, Red Head and I are having the most amazing sex--he had a beautiful body...an enormous, thick pink dick and luckily for me he was a bottom so I got to fuck him. We took a break and he went outside to get more booze. As he was leaving, Clay was walking up to my door. "So this is what you're doing tonight instead of spending NYE with me". I told him that he should hang out with his girlfriend. Without saying a word, he turned around and left for his cabin. Red and I had more hot sex and after he left, I finally got into the tub with a glass of wine and music. A few minutes after midnight there was another knock at my door....I put on a towel and answered it. It was Obstacle. She looked angry. She said that whatever I had said to Clay...he had been crying. They were thinking of finding a ride home (I had driven). She said, "Whatever is going on with you two, please work it out"

The next morning, we had breakfast together in a nearby diner. Clay told me that they had decided that they both wanted to do Molly with me that night. Obstacle nodded. So that night, in their cabin, we rolled. It was Clay's idea that we would start off by massaging each other. I was weary but still turned on. Once the effects hit, Clay got on the massage table (I had brought one, in case)...he was completely naked and I showed Obstacle how to do long massage strokes. She wasn't that into it but went through the motions. Next, she got on the table naked and Clay and I massaged her. It was then that I noticed a tampon thread hanging out of her pussy. Not a bit turn-on. But, seeing Clay massage his girlfriend, naked kind of excited me. Instead of massaging her, I got behind him and leaned into him, and massaged him while he massaged his girlfriend. She didn't know, but he was getting super turned on by me touching him. I pressed my dick up against his ass, and he spread his legs and my dick dipped into his ass. He moaned--and I'm sure she thought the moan was for her. When it came time for my turn, she claimed that she was tired and wanted to go to bed. I was disappointed but the evening was still a turn-on. I left for my cabin. An hour later there was a tiny knock at my door. At this point I have to say that I know there is more drama in this scenario than anyone would normally like. But I lay in bed, hearing that tiny knock, not knowing if it was the red-headed guy, Clay...or even Obstacle (to yell at me)...behind the door. I opened it and it was Clay. He said we had to be quiet because O was sleeping in the next cabin. He said he felt bad that this hadn't worked out and wanted to see if there was anything that he could do to make it up to me. I told him to lay down in bed with me. He threw off his clothes and laid down in front of me to spoon. At first I just touched his body, but soon my hands went down to his dick and he was completely hard. And I was hard. My dick was rubbing up against this beautiful, full bubble butt. I felt him maneuver his body so that my dick was near his hole. I started pumping, slowly, quietly--and he took his hand and opened up his cheeks. I slid my hard cock inside of him and start pumping. Clay instantly reacted--moving with me in bed, moaning--he pulled the covers off the bed and I saw that he was playing with his hard dick. I kept pumping him, getting closer to cumming. As soon as I exploded inside of him he came all over my bed sheets--it was a huge load. He lay there silently for a moment. Then he whispered, "Did you really fuck that guy last night?" I told him that I did. "Was he better than me?" he asked. "No," I whispered back. "What you and I have is different and special--if you want it." He didn't say anything...we were quiet for a moment then he got up all of a sudden, put his clothes on, and left. I slept on his wet spot all night and didn't shower because I liked having his cum on my body.

The ride home was nice enough--polite. I wasn't upset. I knew that I would outlast Obstacle and that Clay and I would have more fun down the road. It was a very satisfying trip, overall.

But there was still so much more down the road for Clay and I to experience--I could not have guessed how far we'd go.

 

[Ponyhoff]

So...some time passes and Clay and I become friends. We go hiking and camping. And he takes an interest in massage. He asks me to teach him. So we get together about once a month--I work on him and he learns how to work on me. It takes him a long time to get the hang out it. But by this time, we've kind of become naked buddies. We swim naked when we go camping and there are bodies of water...and we are naked when we do massages. I'm still very attracted to him..he's tall and lean and very athletic. But he has stated that he doesn't want to 'go there' again and I am respectful of that.

But in massaging him, it becomes noticeable that he seems to really like it when I work his ass and his inner thighs. He moans and tells me how good it feels. He also brings over beer and weed for every session, so one night I ask him if he's ever experimented with playing with his ass. He says he hasn't but he has noticed how good it feels. One night, Clay says, 'You can go in there if you want'. I'm a little surprised...so I say...'With what?" He laughs and says my fingers. So I lube him up a bit with massage lotion and put my finger on top of his hole. I just move it around in a small circle, waiting for his ass to invite me inside. Finally, his ass sort of pulls my finger in. He tells me to do this slowly. I am very patient, and very turned on. Slowly my finger goes into his ass. It alternates between hurting, burning and feeling wonderful for him. We only get so far but he tells me he likes it. But that is all that happens. Clay still identifies as straight and I have to work within his comfortability. But he's also becoming a good friend, so if nothing else ever happens, I'm ok with that. But I do sense that we are on the path to...something...not sure what.

A few months down the ride I am planning a trip out of the country. I invite him. He really wants to go but it would conflict with the first week of school for him. When I come back, he has news...he's met a girl that he likes and they've started dating. And he wants me to meet her. Of course I am going to change her name for this entry...but I am going to refer to her with the same name that I privately called her--Obstacle. When I met her, I had a feeling that there was a new Sheriff in town, and she was going to question what our friendship was about and why her younger boyfriend would get together for naked massage nights with an older gay guy. So Clay and I stopped getting together for these nights. We did still hang out to watch a movie, and on one of those nights, he told me that told Obstacle about our hook up. But the way he told her made it seem that I had made advances to him...which I didn't. So I decided to step away from the whole situation.

Clay and I didn't talk for about 3 months. He had planned on taking Obstacle to this resort up north but she wasn't able to go and he asked me if I'd like to. He said it was time to reconnect with just the two of us. It sounded like a fun weekend so I agreed, as long as Obstacle knew that I was going with him. On the day that we were leaving, he asked if I could fit the massage table in the car. That alone made me happy, knowing that I'd have some naked Clay time again.

This next section is almost completely from my journal from that trip. The resort was in the mountains and the resort itself was pretty empty. We had a huge room that was secluded from the other rooms. :

We went on a long hike and something seemed to be on Clay's mind. I asked him he just said that a lot was going on for him. He had recently become something of a raver kid, going out to clubs with Obstacle. When we got back to the room he said he wanted to do some massage--his body hurt and also he felt like he wanted to reconnect with me. The time with Obstacle has been nice but he's missed our time together. He also brought acid and Molly and he wants to try them out with massage. He's also made some playlists. I see that he's really put some thought into all of this, which excites me. acid. I'd only done it twice before so I was curious what it would be like. We set up the room with the table and speakers. He suggests that we start with the acid. It kicked in pretty quickly and it was wild. We started doing massage right away. And it was crazy…very hyper, very playful. Clay was being rough but fun. We talked about taking a break to go on a hike for the sunset, but Clay said he was having too much fun here and wanted to keep going. Clay pulled off his clothes and was completely naked. Started working on Clay…easy stuff…legs, shoulders, etc. Then he worked on me..and it was good, rough work. We took a break and sat on the floor and he said that he had a crazy amount of energy. He jumped on me (both of us naked) and started wrestling. It was fun and playful but it was also hot as his dick would press up against me from time to time. Naked getaways and naked massage and naked wrestling...is this what straight guys did for fun? I finally pinned him down to the ground. He seemed flustered. We were both sweating and it was very hot.

He suggested that it was time to add the Molly to the mix. I asked him if it was safe and he assured me that it was. And it kicked in pretty quickly. He asked if he could get on the massage table. Suddenly, all the good feelings burst through. His body seemed even more supple, if that's possible. And I realized that this was a powerful moment with just us alone. He told me that he had missed me. He pulled me close to him so that my hairy chest onto his chest and he squeezed me and told me that he loved me. We stayed in that position for a while. I told him that I was hurt by him characterizing our sexual encounter as something that I had instigated. He apologized and said that it was hard for him to talk about it with Obstacle. He didn't mean to throw me under the bus.

So I continued massaging Clay. Something seemed different…(I had felt some of his nervous energy that day)….but he was naked on the table, looking beautiful as always. I did some strokes on his groin, near his dick and I heard him moan. I did a long stroke down his groin that went over his dick and asked him if that was ok. He said that it was. It felt good. So good. Then, at another point, he was down and I was standing behind his head doing a long strike down to his big bubbly ass. He looked up and saw that I was still wearing my underwear. He said, "I'm not going to be the only one naked" So I took my underwear off. While I was doing these strokes I felt his head move forward into my dick. It was a very subtle move...I thought maybe I was imagining it. But I started to get hard. I didn't know whether to continue or stop. At one point he looked up and saw my erection. I apologized and said that the Molly was making everything feel so good. He had never seen my erection. He stared at it then did something that completely surprised me. He kissed it. Then put his head back down into the headrest.

He asked me to get on top of him to do some deeper back strokes. I did and instantly, my hard dick found its way to the top of his ass. I was moving my body forward to do long back strokes, but it also meant that my dick was pumping his ass. The music stopped (which usually meant he would ask me to find his phone so that he could put on new music), but this time, neither of us said or did anything. He started moving his ass so that my dick would get near his hole. Finally, it did. I was right there, but knew that I could't go any further without his permission. I said, 'Clay, I care about our friendship too...and we're both a little bit high...are you sure you want to go there.' He replied that he had felt a lot of sexual tension between us and he thought he needed to do something about. So my dick slipped into his hole, and he let me inside. He made a funny sound the first time it went in. Then I started moving. And he mostly liked it. He moved with me.. I was fucking him. I got pretty bold. I told him I was fucking him. And I asked him if he had ever done this before. And he said, “No, but I've wanted to.”

He said he needed a break. He went into the bathroom and when he returned, he was totally hard. His cut dick was on the thinner side but it was a nice dick. He started sucking my dick. He wasn't great at it...a little toothy..but I guided him and gave him such suggestions on how to do it better. Then he laughed and said, "More fucking'. So I lifted his legs up in the air and found his hole and put my dick inside of him and fucked him. Tried to kiss him but he wasn’t having it. Said he was not a big kisser. He loved getting fucked-and finally asked me to cum inside of him. While I was fucking him he was playing with his dick. Finally, I told him I was close and we tried to come together but we didn't quite get it. I came first. He told me to keep going...then he shot a massive load. We both collapsed, laughing. We went to bed in our separate beds. The next morning we were both hung over and I thought he wasn't going to want to talk about what happened. Finally, he said, "I liked hooking up. Getting fucked feels awesome. I think we both needed that. I'd like to do this again...but....I feel like we'd have to involve (Obstacle). She's told me that she's into group scenes and it would be better for me to bring her in so I don't have to lie to her about it. He suggested that the 3 of us rent a suite somewhere for New Year's Eve, coming up in a few weeks.

Now, I've dated women as a teenager. I am not attracted to women...but I was attracted to this situation. I was really curious as to how it would go.

More later...didn't get to spell check so I apologize for any typos.

 

[Ponyhoff]

Part two....Stepping Stones

It took a while for Clay and I to reconnect..he was still biking around cities and I started dating someone new who I liked, but it wasn't really working out. Finally, he was back in town and we texted about hanging out. Of course I suggested another massage night but he had another idea..he wanted to go camping. Him and a friend were looking for someplace to go and I knew the perfect place. There was a secluded camping spot that you have to take a long hike to get to...and once you are there, there is a beautiful lake that you can swim in. He had never been there and was excited. I was hesitant going with him and one of his friends--also his age--but the spot was notorious for being clothing optional, so at least I might get to hang out with two cute naked guys. Clay showed up at my place the morning of the trip--his friend had cancelled so it was just us. He asked if we could just use my tent because his was kind of heavy to carry down.

We caught up on the car ride there. When we finally started talking about the massage, he said that it had been an amazing life experience and he really valued getting to share that with me. But, he felt that it was a one-time thing. He's straight. He hoped we could be good friends. I was disappointed, but not surprised. Clay was still fun to be around--so upbeat, cheerful and so easy on the eyes. I wondered if I'd get to see him naked again.

We got to the camping site and after the hike...to my amazement, we were the only people there. I'd been there a number of times and there were always at least 3 or 4 other people...sometimes even groups of ten or more. But we were alone in paradise. The moment we finished putting up the tent, Clay stripped completely naked and jumped into the lake. I got naked too and we swam together. His body looked as delicious as before--tall, lean, a big muscle bubble butt....he was not shy at all. His dick was still on the smaller side but it was cute and I had memories of playing with it. This was torture..us having this place to ourselves but not having sex. I can tell that he was thinking the same thing. At one point I was sitting in a shallow area of water and he came up to me. He said he wanted to connect...so he squeezed between my legs so that I was sitting behind him. He leaned back into me and I felt his body against mine. But, I wasn't going to do a thing, especially since he had stated his limits pretty clearly. But the power of the moment was strong--I put my arms on his chest and touched it--I asked him if that was ok--he said it felt great. I closed my eyes and just hung out with him. But I felt a bit of motion. I opened my eyes and saw that he was touching his dick. Not stroking it. Just lightly touching it. And it was getting a little harder. I didn't say anything or do anything--I just stayed up against him. He continued touching his dick until it got hard. I started moving my hands around his chest and came upon one of his nipples. I put my finger around his nipple. I looked down and saw that this made him harder. Still, I wasn't going to touch his dick without an invitation. He continued jacking himself off..his breathing got faster. I had one hand on his chest and put my other hand on his head--I loved his mop full of dark wavy hair. This seemed to turn him on more. I started breathing with him. I was hard and pressed up against his chest. He had asked for more to happen last time..so I knew that he could ask for sex if he wanted it. But he didn't ask. So I just allowed us to stay in this position. Finally, he moaned and I saw him ejaculate--and his stream of cum slowly floated away into the water. We stayed like that for a while before he said he was getting hungry. He got up and left. Once he was out of sight I jacked myself off...then joined him at the tent. He had shorts on and we had a nice lunch but didn't discuss what had happened at all.

Nothing else sexual happened on the trip...although when I woke up in the tent that morning I saw that he was out of his sleeping bag, completely naked...face down. His ass looked amazing. I had a camera and took a short video. On the ride home I showed him my photos..and the video. I asked him if he wanted me to erase it and he said that he liked all my photos and that I shouldn't delete any of them.

Before we parted ways, he said that we should have another massage night, that his body was sore from all the bike riding. I agreed and we set a date.

 

[Ponyhoff]

I have not seen. I'm sorry.

Can you send me the lin k?

COMPLETELY TRUE--ONGOING SEXUAL FRIENDSHIP WITH JAYDEN

I don't mention Clay in the section about Jayden...but they were friends (not great friends but they were in the same circle) and I had met Jayden through Clay and his friends group. There is a very funny connection between the two of them that I will mention here:

On the festival trip where I got to know Jayden.....Clay was at the trip also with his girlfriend. And I was there with my partner. I flirted with Jayden and even though he turned me down, he started following me around, showing up at where I was camped. I had no idea what he wanted. So I was hanging out with Clay one night (who had waited for his girlfriend to fall asleep...so it was late). Clay was just getting naked and we were talking. I told him about how at every event like this, I was the only gay guy in the group...but there was always a knock on my door in the middle of the night where some straight guy would show up, wanting a chance to experiment. Clay thought I was exaggerating. I told him that I wasn't saying it happened every night...just one night per trip. Again, Clay thought I was just making this up. Clay was in his underwear..this was probably 3am..and there was a knock at the entrance. Clay, being closest to the entrance opened it and, saw Jayden standing there. It was a delicious, wonderfully awkward moment. Clay was just in his underwear. Jayden was holding a bottle of whiskey. Both of the guys were speechless (it wasn't common knowledge about what was going on between me and Clay). Jayden asked if he could come in. Clay was uncharacteristically rude...telling Jayden that we were hanging out now and that it was a private hangout. Jayden left..but the look on Clay's face was priceless. The timing was perfect. Then Clay took off his underwear, stood naked in front of me and said, "I'm the only one getting lucky tonight."

 

[Ponyhoff]

further part of the story?

I take a lot of time and care to write these entries...even going back to my journals to refresh my memories...so posts will be sporadic. I'll continue to share this story with people as long as there seems to be interest (I love hearing people's reactions....that is the best reason for me to be sharing my story with you). I'll also continue as long as people are polite and patient.

 

[Ponyhoff]

Please write more...true stories are a turn on.

I will definitely be writing more....maybe today, or if not tomorrow.

Also, this thread has something like 7,000 views but way fewer 'Likes'. If you enjoy what you are reading, please Like the posts....it really does encourage me.

 

[Ponyhoff]

I mean how much can age ID a person? I feel like if someone who knew the story read this they would know anyway. Clay is a fake name too right? I'm just confused about when this stuff happened. The first massage was like 20 years ago? Also this is a great story and I hope to read more!

Thanks. I'm glad people are enjoying it. I feel very lucky to have had some of these hot experiences in my life. I might add a photo here or there when it is appropriate...but never of his face or his identifying marks. It has been a very turbulent time with Clay...there have been some amazing times but also a few years when he broke off contact because he had to think about all of this and what we were doing. I definitely don't want to get into the time frame for my own reasons. I did exaggerate when I said that it was a decades-long friendship. I have known him for about 15 years, but it seems so much longer.

I'll be writing the next section very soon, which could be called, "The horrible, truly terrible, but slightly sexy 3 with with Clay and Obstacle: And the reward I got for surviving it. Plus, how do you make a straight boy cry?" Coming soon.

 

[Ponyhoff]

This story reminds me of one of my straight friends. I don’t know how we got into massaging each other but he loved it and would make me do his friends. They knew I was gay but nothing ever happened. Bisggest blue balls ever. It got to a point where I told them I don’t do free massages anymore lol

I can relate. I have found that you have to be really patient with straight guys...it takes them a while to get comfortable with you...I mean, they keep coming back and at some point, they allow themselves to get turned on. A handful of Clays' friends heard about the massage and each of them contacted me privately asking for a massage. Something sexual happened between me and 4 of them. At one point when Clay and I were having some conflict, one of his straight friends approached me and said...'You know, I think Clay has a really good deal with you and I don't think he appreciates it. I would appreciate a situation like this much more." I was on the floor. I couldn't believe it.

 

[Ponyhoff]

Thanks for asking. I'll be writing the next in the series of events, this week.

 

[Ponyhoff]

My last installment only received 35 'Likes', so I am wondering if people have lost interest in this story.

 

[Ponyhoff]

Thanks for the great words and encouragement. I'm excited to share more of this story with you guys. Next one soon!

 

[sdbg]

Hi Ponyhoff,

I just discovered your heart-warming story today and read each post! Thanks for your great work! Having written short stories, I know it takes a lot of work, and I hope that you will continue to indulge us with your talent.

I had a similar friendship many years ago with a younger "straight" coworker. I fell in love with him and we were lovers for 6 years. Life took us in different directions and I moved to San Diego. He is married, and they still keep in touch with me. Through the good times and the difficult times that we had, I am grateful for the experience that we shared.

 

[glasgee_jg]

Absolutely not, please keep going.

 

[mapleaf]

Definitely not, I enjoy reading them but don't always comment or even add a like.

 

[NeedItInMe]

Make sure yall don’t forget to like

 

[Ponyhoff]

And definitely keep letting me know what you think...it does encourage me to keep telling you guys about this true story!

 

[Ponyhoff]

As always, I'd love to hear your thoughts and get your 'likes'....