Oldest Gay Friendship Sex Stories - Page 4

The afternoon was no more pleasant than the morning. Mr. Gregson, the president of the bank, was determined to throw up every obstacle he could. To him it made no difference that our client owned 77% of the bank's stock. He referred the First National Bank of Hurst as "my bank," and in 42 years of moving up the ranks from teller to bookkeeper to every other job in the place, he'd come to believe that the bank really was his. It made him no difference that the bank hadn't paid a dividend on its stock in eight years. The way he saw it, the bank was his own personal realm, and he was the Lord and Master of that domain.
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DAVVY'S STORY: I took all our correspondence as fantasy. I knew that I was ticklish, but I hated it as a kid, and didn't really want to experience it again. But the subject had always interested me, so I read the stories on the internet. I had never even dreamed that I would write to anyone, much less develop a correspondence with someone. But that's exactly what happened. I have no idea on why I had told Rob that he could tickle me. I didn't really mean it. But now, he is less than a half hour from me, and I'm getting nervous. And also very excited.
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On this slightly overcast Friday I'd left for my lunch break and driven down the street to a car dealership where a friend of mine, Kriss, worked as a mechanic. Kriss had often come by with some of their electronic diagnostic machines and such to have them repaired. We'd become fairly good friends over the past several months, and we usually went for lunch together about three times a week. Influenced as I was by the stories I'd heard about the "wilds of the big city", I was initially surprised that Kriss was the only openly gay person I knew. (From what I'd heard I had expected the city to be teeming with gay people.) Kriss was what I'd call rather good-looking; he had dark hair, light blue eyes, and sharp, handsome features.
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Anthony would not jerk off with us, he thought it was a sin, wanted nothing to do with it, but he was mesmerized, soaking it all in. Anthony was an altar boy. I certainly was not. So it was just Gary and I, and for me it was very erotic, so I was ooohing and aaaahing as I stroked myself. Gary kept laughing at me. I came really fast, a huge load like teenagers do. Gary refused to believe I could have cum so fast so I opened my sleeping bag wide and shined the flashlight on the big puddle of cum on my chest, then I aimed it at my cock, it was still hard, and Gary and Anthony stared at my crotch. Then I offered to help Gary finish, I think he might have let me, but Anthony got really grossed out. So I just opened up Gary's sleeping bag and Anthony and I watched him cum.
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Again undercover of the audience's applause, I came in his ass, bucking and broncing. His asshole, a rose, I pollinated, bee-stinging him with sex. We slipped our pants back on, rolled up the blanket and mingled, exiting with the crowd after the encores. You might be shocked at our behaviour, not using condom's and stuff. But we ve both been diagnosed positive, not long to live. But remember that 'to die' in Shakespeare's day meant 'make love'. This could be our last summer, but we're going out sucking and fucking. The sadness will come betimes.
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We began kissing again and this time I jumped up into his arms and felt his cock glide between the cheeks of my ass. I let him rub his hot cock up and down for a while as we kissed and held each other tightly. My own cock was rubbing up and down his smooth chest, bringing me waves of pleasure.
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What really pisses me off are wet dreams. Nocturnal emissions, they're called. I'm still a virgin, but I'll be dreaming about pounding a wet pussy, then WHAP! I'll come in my shorts and all over the bed. I have to get up, wipe the gooey mess off of me, change my shorts, then try to find a dry spot when I crawl back in. Damn, it sure makes me mad.
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It was Bud Light. Bud tastes so good in California and so horrible back East. I put my legs across him. He put his right hand on my left leg. It felt wonderful. I wanted to kiss him again but instead I put my hand on the back of his neck. Fingers in Bacon's hair, stroking, touching, curling it, sending electrons whirling through me. I took a sip of beer, cold to my hot, smooth, my hand fell onto his leg. OK, I put it there.
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I knew the night was going to turn out quite well now. Couples where sucking, fucking and caressing each other in pairs and trio all around the woolshed as the music blared out of the sound system speakers. Trevor the cute guy I was with asked me to fuck him, need I tell you that I agreed. He lay on his back and lifted his legs over my shoulders as I positioned myself between his muscular legs. I rolled on a condom and lubbed us as I reached over a began to kiss him. In one slow but steady move I filled his hot hole with my cock and fucked him hard. After half and hour of action this guy came over and jerked himself off, coming all over us. It seemed like eternity fucking Trevor, but after an hour the scene became more interesting.
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After about an hour, three more beers and all of the Pizza, Mark looked at me and said, "I hear you and Chip had a ball last night, George." "Yes, Sir, we sure did," Chip answered before I could even open my mouth. Mark continued, "Chip here says that you are pretty well equipped and that you know how to use what you've got." "Yes, Sir," Chip repeated promptly. It was only then that I noticed that Chip had started to address Mark as "Sir", and I began to understand the relationship between them, and why he had been so quiet. Mark put his hand on my knee, squeezed it a bit, and said, "Want to check out my playroom with us?" I said that that sounded OK to me. Mark got up from the table, tossed the empty pizza boxes in the trash and said, "OK, let's go."
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