His Straight Buddy: A Story of Mutual Male Lust
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“You bet I want to suck it! But first, get those fucking boxers off. They’re in my way.”
“And you, lose the socks,” Diego retorted. “I want both of us to be naked.”
“Naked, yeah, dude!” Santiago exclaimed.
Diego shed his boxers. Santiago peeled off his socks. Now, so far as nudity went, neither of them had anything with which to rebuke the other. They were both mother naked, and hotly aroused, with prominent, protruding erections sticking out from their groins.
“Suck,” Diego invited Santiago, lying back on the bed and spreading his legs. His hard-on aimed upward, toward the ceiling. “Go ahead and suck.”
Santiago brushed his mouth over Diego’s flesh, and he rubbed his wet lips gently, but provocatively, over the glossy chestnut hair which covered Diego’s lower belly, with its rows of chiseled abdominal muscles. The sweet odor of Diego’s crotch filled Santiago’s nostrils as he breathed it in, like a heady stimulant.
He proceeded to mouth Diego’s cock, passionately. His lips yawned open, taking in the head and most of the shaft. He slipped his mouth lower down around the shaft, giving Diego the full benefit of his newfound skill at cocksucking. Santiago’s head pumped up and down on his buddy’s dick, while his fingers claimed and toyed with his testicles. He teased the balls while he sucked.
He was trying to keep from gagging, but it was difficult. His mouth hurt and his jaw ached from the effort it took him to keep his mouth open far enough to let that piston of a prick slide in and out easily. Diego’s balls, trapped in Santiago’s fingers, bounced against Santiago’s chin. Diego’s pelvis pounded the bed, with thudding impact.
“Santiago! I’m already damn close!” he warned. “If you keep this up, I’m going to fucking come!”
Instantly, reluctantly, Santiago stopped sucking his buddy.
“Not in my mouth,” Santiago gasped. “In my ass! Fuck me! Oh, fuck my ass!”
“You want to be my bitch?” Diego asked.
“Yeah. Screw me!”
“You seem to have developed quite a taste for dick up your ass.”
“So what if I had? I wonder who set the example! Come on, less talk and more fucking.”
They quickly changed their positions.
Santiago was on his back on the bed. Lifting his legs, he crooked his arms behind his knees, pulling his upraised legs open, spreading them and holding them in place. Diego knelt, ready to stick his cock up Santiago’s whorishly spread ass.
“Fuck me,” Santiago begged, again.
Diego quickly reached down and, grasping Santiago’s legs, he raised them over his shoulders. Santiago didn’t resist. On the contrary, he had learned to love being fucked by his well-hung gay buddy.
A quick swipe of lube, greasing up Diego’s dick, and he was ready to fuck his friend. He leaned forward and attacked Santiago’s ass.
“In me—put it in me—hell, yes!” Santiago cried, as Diego began to take him and use him. “Shit, dude!” Santiago squealed. “Get that big goddamn dick of yours in me! Oh, fuck me, just like I’d fuck a cunt!”
As the burning rod of steely flesh slid deeper into him, Santiago’s anus convulsed, in ecstatic acceptance of the penetration. Diego pressed forward a bit more, and his cock sank into the other guy’s tight anal canal, until it disappeared inch by inch into Santiago’s yielding colon, and it was finally completely buried in the heat of that ass.
“Fucked,” Santiago groaned. “Oh, I like to get fucked! Big dick in my ass—! It’s all your fault.”
“Made you gay, huh?” Diego gloated.
“Yeah.”
“Welcome to the club.”
“You smug bastard! Okay, you’ve nailed it. Now fuck it! Get that big prick pounding away inside me. Ream out my hole. Give me a good, hard fucking, before I change my mind and decide that this gay crap isn’t all it’s cracked up to be!”
“Oh, no,” Diego vowed. “Once we make a convert, we don’t let him go!”
Santiago groaned. “Then convert my ass!”
Diego’s aggression phallic weapon, deployed with unsparing energy and conviction, proved to be a most eloquent proselytizer. He humped away, with all the vigor which his powerful body could muster.
Santiago loved every battering, lusting thrust which his ass-fucking stud gay lover made inside him. He reached up and pulled Diego forward, until he could kiss him full on the lips while Diego took him. Their mouths scorched each other as they deep-kissed, with their tongues, while Diego’s savage jabs into his anus sent spasms of delight through Santiago, whose hands dug into Diego’s shoulders and back and butt, finding it hard to get a good grip because of the hot sweat of sex which bathed both their bodies. Santiago slammed his butt up against his fucker’s groin.
“Fuck me!” he screamed. “I need that cock in my ass!”
He felt himself on the brink of ejaculation, with Dingo’s cockhead pounding repeatedly against his prostate. His breath caught in his throat, choking him, while Diego’s dick burrowed even deeper into him.
Then Diego came, unleashing the passionate flood tide of his liquid seed deep into the recesses of his lover’s body, the exquisite pain of his ejaculation making him moan and whimper against Santiago’s lips. Saliva ran down both their chins, mixing, as both men beat against each other in the convulsions of orgasm, savoring every moment of their shared sexual crisis.
Santiago could feel every spurt of his friend’s hot load as it washed along his anal canal. He moved his hips and ass provocatively, to allow Diego to plunge deep into him and satiate himself completely, in burst after burst of hot wet cum.
“You’re sucking the cum right out of me,” Diego gasped. “You’ve got such a hot ass!”
“Oh, I never felt like this about another man!” Santiago exulted. “I love you, bro! I don’t care if that does mean I’m fucking gay! I love you!”
His own cock was ready to blast, so he dropped his hand down between their bodies and gripped and stroked it, to finish himself off. Before Diego stopped coming in his ass, Santiago brought himself to a fiercely jetting release of sperm. He spasmed from head to foot while he shot, spraying his semen all over his own body, as well as Diego’s.
“Um—yeah—got your hot cum all over me,” Diego gloated. “It feels good! I love you, too, dude. Couldn’t love you any more, if you really were gay.”
“But I am gay,” Santiago protested. “Now.”
Diego smiled. “You think so?”
“I know so.”
“Then—I guess—you’re mine, buddy. All mine, from now on. My boyfriend. My lover.”
“Yeah,” Santiago agreed, happily. “All yours!”
They sealed the arrangement with a kiss.
The End
Also by Roland Graeme
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