Gay first time experience

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Me and Casey sat on the couch playing video games like we usually did on Saturday nights. Our other buddies had gone to a frat party, leaving me and Casey alone in the house. It was no big deal. Casey and me have been best friends since we were little. He was my bro, so I felt pretty comfortable around him, even after he came out as gay. 

It didn't bother me at all, in fact. He cheered me on in my relationships with women so I cheered him on in his relationships with men. As long as he was healthy, happy and sane, who cared who he was attracted to? However, a part of me wondered when his queerness began. Had it always been there? 

“If you’re looking for a quick fuck, this website won’t disappoint you. I was searching for something like that for a long time. It’s simple, you just sign up and ask for sex. Bonus tip: The cougars and MILFs are always an easy target.”

– Rick G.

That night, curiosity got the best of me as we played Mortal Kombat against one another. I posed a question between our playful trash talk. 

“Hah! About to make you my bitch, Ian!” Casey chuckled as he put my character into a throw move. 

“Fat chance! I'm about to take you to Pound Town,” I retorted and countered him. 

“Hmm, sounds like fun,” Casey hummed, taking me off guard. 

I blushed and uttered. “Ha ha, shut up you know what I meant.” 

We both grew silent for a moment as we intensely battled. Then I asked, “so I'm curious, how did you know you were gay?” 

“That's kind of out of left field. Why? Think you have a chance?” He taunted me. 

“I'm serious. I just wanted to know.” 

“Oh, sounds like someone is curious.” Casey liked to press my buttons, and maybe there was some truth to that. I was curious, but perhaps not in the hands on way, I felt he was insinuating. Casey noted my uneasy silence. “Hey, relax, I'm just joking. To answer your question, I always had small inkling that I was, but I wasn't sure I was until I experimented. You never know what you'll like until you try it, you know.” 

His answer was so simple, yet involved so many complex feelings. After all, I was his best friend. We spent a lot of time together. When did he have time to experiment and with who? 

“So who did you, you know, with?” I've probed nervously. 

“You know that annoying kid from Bible study?” Casey said in a flat tone. 

“Andrew?? That holier-than-thou, asshat?” I sputtered, recalling the dweeb who used to annoy us and get us into trouble by being a tattletale. 

“Yeah. Ol’Andrew, we were both 17. Did it behind the church.” Casey sighed wistfully. 

“You dog,” I chuckled, but I couldn't fight the warmth that shot to my ears upon imagining them. Even as a straight man, I acknowledged that Casey was a looker. He was always popular with the ladies, despite his orientation. He was leaner and taller than me, too and we both worked out together frequently, so I knew just how ripped he was. 

“So what about it, Ian?” He asked. 

“Huh, what?” 

“You ever experiment?” His cool tone made me hesitate before answering. “Well. Only with girls and stuff,” I shrugged. 

“You should try and experiment some too. You won't stay young forever.” Casey smirked as he KO’ed my character. I watched my character laid out on the screen. 

“You mean like, gay stuff?” 

“Yeah, why not?”

 “No way. I couldn't. Besides, I don't know anything about flirting with guys.” I laughed it off, but Casey pinned me with a wolfish grin. 

“I'd be willing.” 

I choked. “Shut up.” I grunted at him and began to start up another match. 

“Seriously, I’m your best friend. I won't tell anyone.” My stunned silence seemed to give him permission to continue. “How about it? If I beat you, you blow me. If you beat me. I'll blow you.” 

I was immediately ashamed at how the idea made my cock tingle curiously. “Fine,” I agreed stiffly as I chose my character. 

Casey chose his all the while grinning like a Cheshire cat. A fierce battle ensues as we go back and forth for nearly an hour before he finally managed to eke out a victory. A rock settled into my stomach as I heard him cheer and undo his pants. 

“A deal's a deal, buddy.” He snickered. 

I'm too embarrassed to look until he grabbed my shoulder. We locked eyes for a moment, and I get lost in the hunger in his dark gaze. I opened my mouth to argue, but he tutted and motioned to the erection tenting his boxers. 

“Don't go backing out on your word, now.” He was a master of instigation, and his inciting words were enough to spur me into action. 

“Fuck you, bro, Whip it out then. You think I'm a pussy?” I huffed back at him. That's just the thing he wanted to hear. 

“Here. I'll hold it for you.” The annoying smug smirk remained as he pulled his hard dick from his boxer shorts. 

I found it odd how I couldn't tear my eyes away from it. The initial disgust crumbled into fascination as he stroked himself till a drop of precum crowned his penis. 

“What are you waiting for?” He chuckled, egging me on. 

In my nervousness, I smiled and felt like a silly asshole in front of him. My heart pounded in my chest as I mentally coaxed myself. I wanted to experiment, and I couldn't think of any other person I trusted more. Licking my lips, I bent forward, my mouth hovering an inch over his hot, bulbous helmet head. I tried to imagine its taste, then testingly, my tongue darted out, swiping away the drop of precum. The salty tang twists on my tongue. 

“Oh man, that's gross.” I chuckled, but the flavor remained on my tongue, tantalizing me. My own cock started to twitch and fatten as I went in for another taste. Casey hissed and threw his head back, chewing his lips to muffle his groans of pleasure. 

“You good.” I worried I was doing something wrong, but Caseys reassuring, hand cuffed the back of my head, pushing it gently. 

“Yeah, keep going,” He sighed through gritted teeth. He balled his fist around the base of his dick, holding it upright for me. I licked it again, acclimating to its heat and texture. It felt so odd to be doing this, yet so good. And then, indescribable in a way. I started to lick him more boldly as I got used to his taste and the firmness of his cock against my lips. 

“Oooh. Put it in your mouth.” Casey growled and bucked his hips, pressing his oozing tip to my teeth. 

My chest tightened with shock, but relaxed as I relented, allowing his cock to slide in. The grip on my head grew tighter as his cock hits my uvula, making me gag hard. 

“Breathe through your nose,” Casey commanded and pushed deeper. 

I sputtered and choked, doing my best to regulate my breathing. I'm not used to being dominated like this, but a part of me feels a thrill at Casey's unwavering direction. 

“Pull your lips tight. That's it.” 

I do my best to comply pulling my lips taut around the barrel of his shaft. It created a strong suction as he began to buck into my mouth. Inexperience with giving head, I struggled as every fiber of my being panicked as his cock slammed into the back of my throat over and over. I wretched and drooled more each time he pushed deeper, then slid back out. His broad hand stayed fixed to my head, holding, holding me there as he turned my mouth into his personal Fleshlight. 

My mind swirled into a confusing mix of guilt, shame, thrill and arousal. Casey took note of my growing stiffy and grinned as he fucks my mouth. Switching his grip on my head. He reached over with his other hand and began to grope my cock through my pants. A moan escaped me by accident as his strong grip, roughly started to fondle and masturbate me. 

“Now be a good boy. Finish me,” he growled lustfully releasing my head. 

I am surprised at myself, I don't miss a beat, and resumed bobbing my head on his dick, voluntarily sucking back more and more of him as I got used to the feeling. I wanted to go further and explore these intense sensations more thoroughly. I let myself go shoving down any inhibitions. I was already a mess.

 My mouth and chin were slick with frothy saliva. Strings of it cascaded over my lips as I continued to suck him off. Casey rewarded my efforts, pumping my cock in his hand faster. He guided my hand, placing it on his tight scrotum. 

“Almost there, play with my balls…” Casey huffed. 

I obeyed, cupping and squeezing them just enough so that his dick get got harder in my mouth. I could feel his climax rising. His shaft pulsed powerfully against my tongue. Casey began to hiss and jutted his pelvis out, pushing his cock deeper into my throat. 

I panicked and tensed up as his girth choked me, but Casey didn't let up and grabbed my head again. Pistoning like a machine into my gullet, my eyes watered as I held my breath. Then suddenly his dick shuttered and jumped. Something sticky and pungent landed on my tongue and flooded my mouth. 

“Oh fuck! You're pretty damn good at that.” 

I spat out his cum onto the ground and shot him the bird. “No homo, bro.”

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