Gay sex story of hot experiences of a lifetime: 3
Gay Sex Story: This is going to be a series of stories and experiences having sex with men. I’m a 30 odd-year-old bisexual male from Delhi.
Friends from College – The Internship
So during my days at college, I got the opportunity to fool around and have fun with some of my friends and seniors. Most of them were one night stands and almost everyone under the influence of alcohol. So as a sub-series, I’ll talk about all these experiences in a sequence.
Continuing with my fun with friends sub-series.
This friend of mine, Raghav, I’d say is one of my closest friends. We’ve been friends since day one of college. Even though I have had this crush on him, I never made any extra effort to do anything with him. Until. That’s when this story starts.
We had decided to go to the same city for our internship. By this time we had become thick of friends and had shared almost everything with each other. We would stay over at each other’s houses, shared clothes, travelled, started drinking together and what not! He was more into adventure travels, whereas I preferred more cityscapes and urban travel. Coming to the internship.
This was peak summer in this city where we were and were sharing a room. We had different offices but. So evenings would be going out for movies and dinners and exploring the city, while weekends would be mainly going out to nearby places.
So, the bathroom door that we had, had a crack at the bottom corner and pieces of wood had come off, because of the rotting due to the water. I had noticed it. And it intrigued me. If I can see the outside from this, I could probably see the insides too. Not much was visible but. Just the floor.
After he’d leave for work one day, I bent down to check how much of the insides were actually visible. I even checked from inside if it’s visible/ noticeable that someone is outside. Just to be clear with the situation in hand. Then in the evening when he came back and was taking a shower I bent from outside the door and looked inside.
Dayum! I could see him shower. But as my luck would have it, all I could see were the feet, and legs up to the thighs. I was quite disappointed. So the next time I was inside, I tried making the crack/gap a bit bigger. I’d try every day from outside if I could see something.
One day he was jacking off in the bathroom. I realised it looking at the rhythmic vibration/shaking movement of the legs, faint noises of the hand hitting the pelvic muscles, curling of the toes, the soft yet raising volume of his moans and the final grunt of ejaculation.
This one Sunday morning he decided to wash his clothes. Since we didn’t have a machine in the house, we’d be washing clothes sitting on the bathroom floor using the brush. I bent to check if I could something. I was surprised to see what I was seeing.
He was sitting down on the short stool – naked, and washing clothes. He was facing the door, so I could see him fully naked but crouching forward to do the washing. A cute dark soft and uncut cock greeted me. It was so soft and small in its flaccid state. It was surrounded by a thick bush and his balls dropped in the scrotum and were swinging while I used the brush to wash.
I was transfixed in that spot and kept looking at him until he moved to get up and finish the cleaning. I quickly scrambled to get up and got back to my mattress. I’d wait for everyone since that day for him to wash his clothes so I can see his assets.
Another one evening, we had saved up and bought two bottles of whiskey to drink over a long weekend. We started off as soon as we got back from work, and showered, and ordered in the food.
Since it was hot, we would take off our t-shirts most of the evenings and would be in our shorts/boxers/ underwear. For this evening we had joined our mattresses, so we could lie down and stretch and watch movies on one of the laptops while we ate and drank.
One bottle was over and we decided to start on the next one. We somehow managed to finish till about half of the second bottle. We were drunk AF, and were all clumsy and falling around. We decided to call it a night and try and get some sleep.
It must’ve been in the middle of the night I somehow woke up for water, drank from the bottle next to the mattress and was trying to figure out what the situation in the room was. I had no particular intention.
I saw Raghav lying next to me, slightly snoring, with only his white underwear on. As it turns out he only used to wear white! I don’t know why this detail is important… but nevertheless.
We had this one large bedsheet to just cover us. I got back on to the bed. Lifted his one arm placed on his chest, straightened it and put my head on it as a pillow. And put my arm around him to embrace him.
His armpit was open now and I nestled my nose near it to get the soft fragrance of his manliness. As you would have known, my weakness has been the armpits and I had hit the jackpot again. I don’t know why I was doing what and how I got the courage to do the same.
I took one arm and put it on his chest. It rested on his nipples. I could feel the soft chest hair in between his pecks and the soft supple nipple of his. He was breathing, and with that, his chest was moving up and down.
I felt and circled his nipples until they became hard and taut. I was sure he was sleeping. Or that’s what I thought. I then slowly lowered my hand and put it on his belly. It too had slight soft hair. He, however, had a cute beer belly.
The most attractive feature about him, apart from his beard. While my thumb circled his belly button, my little finger was fighting with his underwears strap. I wasn’t sure if I should go further or not. I have had done something similar earlier too, but this time it was my friend.
He stirred in his sleep. I froze midway into whatever I and my arm was doing. As my breathing increased, the whiff of his armpits hitting my nose increased too. It was mesmerising.
As he relaxed a bit, I regained the courage to slide in my one finger into the underwear. I could feel some hair of his pubes. And I slid my ring finger in and was trying to see how far deep I can go.
“If you want to do it, then do it properly na!” Raghavs voice broke my tranquillity. I froze and my palms went cold and clammy. And having said that he took his free arm and slightly my hand inside.
The other arm that was under my head, he folded it and got my head closer to his face, and kissed my forehead. And then my eyelids, and said, “You’d broken my sleep for the last half hour and would have lost my hardness if you hadn’t done anything more, so I had to tell you.”
I was surprised by what I was hearing. He looked at me and said, “It’s ok. Don’t worry. We don’t have to tell anyone, plus it doesn’t have to happen every time. Let’s see how this night goes”. He kissed me again, this time on my lips. And his facial hair tickled me.
I could feel his hardness in my hands. Soft moist skin covering the hard erect tool he had. He slowly laid me on the mattress and got up on all fours over me. He pinned me down with his strong arms and started kissing me from head to my neck, to my arms, chest and kept going further down.
He was closing on my boxers now. And looked up, I had raised my neck up to see what he was doing. Our eyes met and it was so special and surreal – whatever was happening. He was sniffing on my boxers as if like a dog in heat.
He nuzzled his face into it over my crotch and everywhere down there. He then bit the strap of the boxer and tried to pull it down. I raised my waist and hips to assist him in taking it off.
As he took them off, he raised my legs to his shoulder and started licking my toes. As he finished the toes and feet he kept licking and kissing my shins and thighs. I was surprised to see him do all of this. I asked, “Have you done any of this before?”. He replied, “With a woman? No. With a man?”
My eyes were glued to his innocent face, and ears waiting to hear his reply. He lowered my leg and got on top of me again and closed into my face. Now our noses touched each other and eyes were looking deep inside and his lips parted. And before they could touch mine, again, he uttered, “No…”
Now our lips were feeling each other’s, tongues were inside each other’s mouths fighting with each other within the walls of the teeth. I was pleasantly touched and surprised to be the first one for my friend. And I asked “But how do you know all of this? And why me?”
He replied, “Porn. And I am happy to be with you right now, and you had turned me on to the max, and I couldn’t resist”. “Are you gay then?” He shook his head and said “Just figuring and exploring like you. Now stop talking and let’s make my first time special.”
I laughed and turned him over. Now he was lying down and I was on top. Like a coke addict, I went straight to the armpits to snort in the masculinity he was emanating. Once both armpits were licked and smelt I went to his neck, chest nipples and further down.
As I looked up, I could see a trail of live bites and marks of my teeth from his neck all the way down to his belly. Now it was time to reveal my prize for patience. What I had seen as soft and from a distance, and then sometime back had felt in my hands was going to be revealed. As I pull his underwear down, his cock sprung out and a whiff of sweat and crotch hit me.
He had a longer foreskin than mine. Mine is tighter than usual, so it doesn’t go down to reveal the dick head. However, he was long, elastic, and covered what was probably the biggest mushroom shaped dick head I had ever seen.
The slit was glistening with his precum. It was veiny, thin, but might be slightly longer than me. As I held it in my hand, Raghav let out a soft moan. I then started sucking on his foreskin, it was chewable and delicious. A weird texture, he was somehow enjoying it. I slowly pulled it down and took the dick head in my mouth. And started sucking him.
He took his hand and placed it on my head and was slowly pushing it downwards. I could now feel it reaching the throat. As I started gagging, he released his hold and let my head free. His balls were beautiful, hanging soft and low.
As I slowly turned him over, he showed me one of the beautiful butts I ‘ve seen. They were not round or bubbly or whatever. Just the perfect mounds with slight hair covering it, darkening towards the crack. I just placed to kisses on each cheek and bit them to leave my mark. He was moaning in ecstasy.
I got on top of his back and kissing the back of his shoulder, and neck. My hard dick was placed between his crack and waiting at his tight guarded hole. As I kept kissing and moved up his neck, I reached his ears and whispered, “I don’t know about you, but I don’t think I’m ready for any anal, unless you looking for something of that sort”.
He looked back into my eyes and said, “We don’t have to do everything right now. I’m not sure if want to do any of this too. We can just enjoy this moment and lie down”
I turned him back on his back. Lifted his legs and placed it on my shoulders. I adjusted my dick to be on his crotch and did the same for his. And slowly started dry humping him. We were passionately kissing and we started increasing our pace.
He took his hands and spanked my ass and grabbed each cheek both his hands and tried to pull them, making me moan and shout out his name. As if it were a trigger for him he started spanking me harder and got his legs off my shoulder and wrapped them around my waist and started shouting my name continuously.
I took one hand and covered his mouth and as if planned, both grunted and froze mid-flight, with him wrapping his legs harder around me and we orgasmed together.
Our dicks that had been grinding and getting scratched by our respective pubic hairs, had finally given up. As I lifted, I could see his balls squirming and releasing what all was inside them.
Collectively. We both had ejaculated a lot! I don’t know how long had he not been masturbating. Or was it me – in the sheer joy of hooking up with a best friend. I don’t know. We were in a happy state. We got the spare bedsheet and wiped ourselves clean.
It was almost dawn. We thought to catch some remaining sleep before the day begins. We slept for some time but had to wake up to store water from the supply tap. As we were doing that, I felt a sense of discomfort from his end and there was something from me too.
I gathered courage and asked him, “What’s bothering you? Is it about what happened?” He shook his head and said “Don’t know. Even though I liked it I don’t know if it was right or should’ve happened”. I couldn’t agree more.
There was more to our relationship than sex. And I respected that more than this physical sexual bodily needs. I stepped forward and hugged him. And told him the same.
He hugged back and then when we released ourselves, he had a wicked smile on his face, “We don’t have to be sexual, we don’t have to have fun every time… But we can be shameless”. I didn’t know what he meant. But he pulled me into the bathroom to have a shower together.
Gay sex story of a horny guy’s wild experience with his roommate
We spent the rest of the summer spending it mostly platonic. Except for maybe one or two more nights when one of us was stressed out with work. But we chose to roam around naked in the house and shower together as often we could. It had its own charm and beauty.
I and Raghav decided not to take this new development back home. And it was mutual. We have remained closest of friends still. And have hooked up a few more times when we were travelling together.
We ended up dating and being in relationships with women, but never let our spark die. These other stories with him, some other time. Wait for the other sexcapades.
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