I ain't no fag, but I love fucking men. If you haven't fucked a guy then you haven't fucked. I love fair sex, don't get me wrong. There's just something about sex with a man that's just way more vivid than anything you can get with anyone else. I fuck women. I've done a couple of tranny's. I even did a span of full on homosexual. But nothing compares to sex with a guy. Like a real man's man. Let me explain.

Years ago I got my first apartment. I was 21. It wasn't much but it was my place. One day a buddy of mine is over. He's an old Quaker of mine from shoal. We're drinking beer and watching a game on TV. The biz was a setback out so we got bored. So I put on a erotica video recording. We're drinking beer and goofing on the chicks on the picture. That didn't stop us from getting horny, though.

"Yo, dude ! That chick looks like that doll you used to go out with."I said.

"You mean Natalie ? Yeah, kinda, I guess. But she didn't sucking pecker like this bitch."

"Yeah. Do ya blame her ? see at the size of it of that meat projectile you're packin ’."I saw him trying to adjust his package as his dick got hard. He had quite a handful.

"Hey, the picture is getting to me, bro."he said.

"Don't be shy, sheik. Let it out. That's what porn is for, strokin ’."

I was pretty hard myself and I thought it would be poise for us to rub one out together. I was just wearing gym boxershorts so I just popped my cock out and started slowly stroking it. My bud kinda watched me for a minute then he pulled out his pecker. We sat there stroking while the telecasting played but we were watching each other. After a few minute he got up and went into the bathroom. I thought he went in to bust his nut. He came out a minute of arc later totally naked.

"Don't lusus naturae out, dude. I want to try something."he said.

He straddled me and pointed my turncock at his asshole. He must have lubed up with some lotion I had in the bathroom because I slipped right in. holy place bull ! What a feeling ! He sat still for a minute before he started moving. Then he started slowly grinding his ass on my lap. I thought I was going to explode right then. Then he started pumping up and down. The feeling of my cock sliding in and out of his ass was incredible. He had his hands on my shoulders and his cock and Lucille Ball slid up and down my chest and belly with each ticker. He was totally surd and neither of us was touching his cock.

"Uhhh ! Yeah, swell ! Just like that. Fuck my ass."

"Oh, yeah ! God hoot, that's effective"

We went on like that for a few minute when his whole soundbox went stiff.

"UUUHH ! AAAHHH ! poop I'm gon na …."

Suddenly his cock started spurting jizz all over the situation. The first squirt went right past my articulatio humeri and hit the wall. The rest splattered all over me, my face, my chest, my belly. I pulled him down hard on my pecker and unloaded the magnanimous encumbrance of jizz I'd ever shot rightfield up his ass. He collapsed on top of me and all the cum rubbed into our chest hair and stuff. Finally he climbed off of me. We got another beer and turned the ball game back on.

"horseshit, dude. That was intense. Fuckin'awesome."I said.

"Yeah. William Le Baron Jenny doesn't make me cum like that."he said.

"Cum, netherworld ! You painted my walls with all that spooge. You nearly drowned me. That must feel pretty damn good."

"Fuck yeah, it did. You wan na try it ?"

I had to reckon about that. My pal just offered to bonk me in the ass. But I just fucked him, right ?

"Yeah. I think I do. But we have get you ready to go again."

I don't know why but I reached over and started fondling his tool. It was still embarrassing with jizz. I was fascinated as his prick started to get hard again. I'd never touched another man like this before. He looked at me curiously, like he couldn't believe what I was doing. Then I licked my mouth and took him in my mouth.

I started sucking him like it was the most natural thing in the existence. I was surprised to observe I didn't mind the taste sensation. I started sucking him the way I wished my girlfriend would suck me. Before long he was as hard as a rock and moaning like he was in paradise. Finally he pushed me away.

"Christ, bro. You ought to dedicate lessons. keep back that up and I'll bust my nut before I can put it in your ass."

"Can't have that. Wait here a second."I went into the bathroom and got the lotion. I greased my ass and tossed the bottle to him."stain up and get to work, man."

I leaned over and grabbed the sleeve of a chair, leaving my ass open to him. He came up behind me and caressed my ass and balls.

"Just relax, bro. It's all good."he said.

I felt his dick press against my golf hole. With a smooth out push button his cockhead popped into my son of a bitch. I grunted. Slowly he worked his thick meat stick into me. I never felt anything like it before, never felt anything so… satisfying. I couldn't speak. I just grunted with every move he made. Before long he was slowly stroking his big dick in and out. My dick jumped with each in stroke. I felt him reach around and take my peter in his hand. He stroked my shaft in rhythm with his fucking.

"You okay, bro ?"he asked.

Finally finding my voice I replied"Yeah, dude. I'm sang-froid. Now show me how it's done. Fuck me."

Then it was on. He began fucking me smoothly but forcefully. I groaned and grunted with every thrust. Pre-cum leaked out of my penis like I was pissing. His stride picked up and he grabbed my rose hip and pulled me back to meet his poke. I felt like a woman being dogged. I felt great. He started chasing his nut and he was going to discover it in my ass. As his pace hit its height I experienced a tone beyond anything I'd ever felt before and cum started spraying out of my shaft like a flame hose. I felt like I'd blown some sort of cum gasket and it was never going to stop. I wasn't even aware of when he lost his load inside my guts.

But that was kind of it. After we cleaned up we had a beer and a little while later he left. No dramatic event, no romance, no problems. I fucked him, he fucked me, we both got off and that was it. He didn't get mad because I didn't yell him the next day. In fact, we never spoke of it. We did bask each other a few time after that but it was always passing. That's why I say Bro'fuckin'is the way to go .