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Turning my best friend gay…PART 5

After a few years of pushing our experimentation further and further, two best friends reach the peak of their experience, pushing the limits into fulfilling everything they had ever imagined together.

Dad Doesn’t Stand A Chance: Part 1

Dad Doesn’t Stand A Chance: Part I
I’m so happy I found this site. I was searching for individuals who are having the same experiences as me, and while I can’t talk to anyone about them just to be safe, at least I can share my experience through writing and get some anonymous feedback :). I’ll start where it all began, about 3 months ago. This is a true story. Names have been changed.
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My name is Travis and I live in New York. I just turned 13 at the beginning of summer and I consider myself a pretty average teenager. I’m really into computers and video games, but I’m also outside a lot playing basketball with my brother and friends from school. I’m pretty good at it I guess, my height is an advantage. I hit puberty when I was 11, and aside from things dropping and getting hairy, I shot up like a beanstalk. I’m 5’6”, and lanky. Flat chest, flat stomach, but my arms and legs are a little toned because of all the ball. I just started getting hair on my legs and under my arms, but its pretty fair and nothing to boast about.
My brother’s name is Thomas and he’s 18. He’s really into video games and basketball too. I guess I like it because of him. He’s on his school’s basketball ball team and he’s pretty good. He’s 5’11”, and has got a decent body, although he is not ripped as he should be, maybe because he spends his time off the court playing Halo and eating pizza. He’s not the gym type. He believes in getting fit through sport. We have a really good relationship and he’s thought me everything. About girls, puberty, masturbation, he’s an open book to me. He’s basically been my father-figure since my mom and dad split years ago. Not that my dad wasn’t around, but after the divorce, he said it was us against the world.
My mom and dad separated when I was 5. My dad never remarried and lives in New Jersey. He’s a teacher. My mom remarried to Benjamin, who is pretty decent. He’s always treated me and Thomas like his own sons, it’s a shame, he and my mom divorced last year. I remember when my mom used to take me to his house and dump me on the couch while they had sex. It was only a matter of time before she left my dad for him. After they got married, he made her a partner in his real estate business, and after a while, she left to start her own real estate business and dumped him. Needless to say, she’s a people user and a huge bitch.
I really consider Ben to be my dad and I still live with him. I told my mom that living with him would be more convenient for me and school but really I just hated the idea of living with her and having to meet some other poor guy she would just use. Thomas got an apartment with his friends and lives with them now. He visits sometimes but he feels weird to come over now that mom and Ben are over. I understand how he feels because he was 10 and knew the situation pretty well enough when Ben came into play but I grew up feeling like Ben is my real dad and only remembered different when Thomas Snr came around.
The biggest thing is, as I’ve become older, I’ve become really attracted to Ben. I mean he’s not perfect, and he definitely would die without a maid, but he’s got a lot going for him. He’s only 35, runs his own company, still boyishly handsome. He keeps himself well groomed, for the sake of business, and is in good shape. He doesn’t have a six pack or lift weights, but he has a morning workout routine that keeps him in order. But most of all, he’s got the most heart melting lips and the most intense, brooding eyes that are dark and captivating. I can tell he really loves me and would do anything for me. He always makes sure I have the best and whatever I want, I get.
It’s been almost 10 months since he and my mom split and he’s taken it pretty well. They were fighting for a while so I think he was more relieved than ever to get it over with. I think he really missed the sex though because they had a lot of it. They would fight over dinner and go upstairs and very loudly make up. I always wondered how he was in bed because he sure sounded like a lot of fun but I was never lucky enough to catch them at it. All I had to go on were cum stains in his boxers and little impressions of his penis head as he walked around in his towel getting ready for work. One thing was for sure, my hormones would not give it up until I found out for myself.
A couple months ago I set up a plan to try to catch him naked but it never worked. I would wait up until he came home and try to catch him in the shower but he would go straight to bed and then shower during the early hours of the morning when he woke up. He knew I already had the puberty talk with my brother so there was no way I could go down that road, and he wasn’t much of a drinker so him coming home drunk and passed out would be a miracle. I had to get creative.
One night I came across a keylogger program that saves typed characters on the computer and I installed it on his pc while he was making dinner. A couple days later, I found out from the program that the night before, he was IMing ladies in a chatroom. He definitely had a wild side and I could just imagine him beating off to the conversation. I saw that he set up a sex meeting with a woman for that same night but I’m not sure if it happened or not. I knew this was my way in so I set up an account that same night and looked out for his username to pop up.
Two days later after dinner, he went into his office to do some “work” while I pretended to go to bed and about 30 minutes later, he came on. He was immediately popular and I could tell he had been here a lot so I private messaged him introducing myself. I was a young hot blonde, just out of high school with a dream of getting deflowered by a hot older man. He bit, hard. I could tell he was interested immediately and he asked if I wanted to cam. I couldn’t believe it was going to happen. I told him my cam was broken but that I had lots of pictures and after a little hesitation, he agreed to just go face and chat for a while.
When he popped up, I got chills. My heart was beating so fast and my dick was in hand. Just seeing his gorgeous face there, all horny and waiting to see teen pussy got me rock hard. He was charming but dominating. I sent him some pics that my brother left on the computer that girls sent to him and Ben couldn’t stop talking about all the naughty things he wanted to do. After a while he stopped typing and I realized he was looking at the pictures and jacking off. I asked him to see and after a fumble or two, he pushed the webcam down exposing his dripping, thick cock. I came immediately just seeing it, shooting my cum all over the underside of my desk and my legs. It was beautiful. I asked him to turn on a light if he had one, and he switched on his desk lamp which revealed it in all its glory. I was so horny, my throbbing cock remained hard and I continued pumping it so utterly enjoying the show. His shirt and tie were still on but below his waist, his pants were gone and his gorgeous dick was shooting out of the hole in his boxers. But it wasn’t enough, I wanted to see the whole thing. I asked him to lose the shirt and the boxers, to get naked, promising that if he did, I would let him be my first fuck. He was more than willing, pulling off his shirt and dropping his boxers exposing his massive balls and more inches of delicious dad cock.
He tugged on it roughly, and slapped it on his stomach and the sides of his big, muscular thighs. I loved his whole body. Very hot and very dad. I knew his face was clean shaven and his chest hair was short and cropped but his balls hair was untamed and wild, just like his sex drive. He was all business on the top and all man in his pants. I felt like I could smell his man scent through the screen. He continued pumping his cock, spitting in his hand occasionally to add lube. He didn’t have the rock hard type like mine, but the extra thick, meaty type, that hung oh so long, and was bendy and could fill you and split you. I could see some veins and the head was a bursting mushroom of pleasure, almost purple from all the excitement.
It must’ve been ten solid minutes of him stroking his big cock over those photos before he told me he was ready to cum and I watched in amazement as he shot two globs of cum on his chest before letting the rest ooze out while he slowly pumped his deflating shaft. I came for a third time after that just totally mesmerized by his cock and his manner. When he was done, he moved the cam back up to his face and that’s when I truly knew I had to have it. He was smiling and his cheeks were red. He looked like he really enjoyed himself as beads of sweat ran down the sides of his face. I knew that was the face I wanted to see hanging over me when I was being fucked for the first time.
He asked for my number, but I told him I lost my phone that same day and that I would be getting another soon. He wanted to make plans to meet up but I told him we would do that soon and made an excuse to leave. He said he had to shower too and signed off.
I went into my bathroom to clean up and a little while after I heard his office door close and he started walking up the stairs. I peeked out and he was wearing his pants but his shirt was still off and he went into his bedroom and closed the door. Then I heard the shower turn on and though I had just came three times, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to see him wash all that cum off his big cock.
After I showered, I decided to walk in with the excuse that I need toilet paper or fresh towels or something and hopefully strike up a conversation or catch him naked. Walking down that corridor, the only thing I could hear was my heartbeat but my adrenaline was moving my legs forward. When I opened the door, he was lying in bed and the tv was on. His eyes were closed but the shower was still running. I thought he might have just been resting but after a while, his breathing got really deep and I could tell he was asleep. I turned off the water and snuggled into bed with him. God, he smelled like sex. His pants were buckled and I didn’t want to risk him catching me trying to undo them so I got close to him and went to sleep.
During the night, I felt him shift and heard the shower come back on. He crept into the bathroom and showered and came back smelling fresh and heavenly. He pulled the covers over us and pulled me in close to him. He put his arm around me and kissed me on the back of my head and went back to sleep. I felt guilty that I was spying and lusting after the man who was living to love and protect me but I couldn’t help that he was so unbelievably hot.
His alarm woke me up at 5am but he didn’t budge yet. His back was towards me and he had some small cute little moles that I had not noticed before. It had been a while since we slept in the same bed. His back was hairless, whether naturally or waxed, I was thankful. When the alarm clocked the second time, he reached up and clicked it off. He stretched from under the covers and his short under arms hairs surprised me. I had not noticed them either. He rolled over and put his arm around me and gave me a big, strong hug and smiled when he saw I was awake.
“Good morning champ. Had a bad night?”
“Nah…I heard the shower running for a while and came in and I guess I fell asleep watching tv.”
“Oh yeah, must have did that again. One of these days, I’m gonna flood the house.”
“Haha yeah.”
“Ah, time to get up. Want some breakfast?”
“I’ll make it.”
“Great!”
Cereal and milk it was. We ended up just making some plans for the weekend. He promised to take me to a baseball game since summer had just started and we hadn’t spent any time together for a while. I would’ve been perfectly fine sitting at home behind the computer screen, watching his dick dangle over some girl’s underage pussy but it was nice going out with him, just us alone. We ended up chatting for so long that he didn’t have time to work out and just showered and got ready for work.
When he left, I just sat there thinking of ways to get him to want to fuck me. I didn’t want to drug him or get him drunk. I wanted him to fuck me like he wanted to fuck that blonde bitch in the photo. I wanted his real essence, the real fuck. I wanted to know what it felt like to be fucked by Benjamin, not a shadow of him. What all the other girls felt, what my bitch of a mother screamed loudly over. While I was so grateful my cam scheme worked, it would only be a matter of time before he got bored of my excuses and lack of cam, phone or photos. Plus while seeing his dick in action did wonders for me, I wanted to see his face too, his expressions while he strokes it hard, imagining he’s ripping some man’s poor virgin daughter, while he’s thinking about cumming in her tight pussy.
I finally decided that I had to start small. He wasn’t going to just start fucking me on a whim. I needed to make it a comfortable progression. I needed him to first be open to being naked around me and then be willing to masturbate infront of me or with me or fuck someone infront of me. Once that barrier of showing me his dick was broken, anything would be possible and I had just the person in mind to make it all happen.
There’s much much more but I’m tired of typing.
TO BE CONTINUED…

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Family Parties part 2: The games

Note: This is a continuation of the story of Jake and I, I will continue School these days after…. Enjoy
When I left the locker room I was beaming, this was just what I needed. Someone I could be with, someone that I could talk to that was real, not one of the many people that were talking to me because of my previous relationship with Aimes. An hour after I had gotten home, I whipped out my phone, hit in his number, sent a text and pressed send.
I remember the agony of the whole 12 minutes that went buy, every thirty seconds I was pulling out my phone and pressing unlock, trying to see if he had texted back, even though I would hear if he had. After this time I heard the infamous three bells, and picked up my phone, seeing a message from “Jake ” the message read:
From: Jake
Received: 7:56 P.M
Jeremy today was amazing. Whatever came over me was great, because if I never would’ve taken that step, I wouldn’t have ever, ever, found you and have these amazing feelings for anybody else. Remember to come eat with me and my friends tomorrow!!
Love, Jake
I was so happy. I immediately planned what I was going to wear the next day. I had everything planed out. The minute the fourth period bell would ring, I would nonchalantly walk to my locker and slowly walk over, because I didn’t want to seem over excited, I mean he is a senior and would most likely be seated with them.
That night I had a very restless, dreamless sleep. My mind kept flashing to the next day and the endless possibilities ahead of me. I kept thinking of the happiness I could have, the restart from Aimes, and the future I could possibly have.
The second that alarm clock went off; I hopped out of bed and showered. I shaved my pubes (why, I did not know), and lathered up with body wash, which is something I did not normally do. When I got out and put lotion on and got dressed, put deodorant on and cologne. I got into my parents suburban, which would be mine in two months, and they took forever to come out.
The time before lunch dragged on, with the clock ticking slower and slower than usual, and classes becoming longer and longer. My heart was beating every which way and when fourth period was almost over, I was itching to get out. Many people were talking to me, but I couldn’t hear them, my heart was in my head and I was just ecstatic.
The minute the bell rang, I shot out of my desk but quickly remembered I was supposed to be nonchalant, so I quickly corrected the problem. I strolled to my locker and then across the quad to senior lawn. I began to walk in the direction of the lawn thinking that I am not a senior and that this was risky on my part.
I hesitated at the edged of the lawn and thought about turning away, but I went against it because this was the day I had been so worked up about, so I took the step, and little than 20 steps in, a huge football jock stepped in front of me and said, “Hold it sophomore, you cant be here, this is senior lawn” I stammered that I was meeting someone, but he didn’t care. He put me in a headlock and began tackling me; I couldn’t breathe and began to panic. I then heard the voice of an angel, “Hey, woah woah Jude, calm it down he’s with me!” Then the animal on me said “Sorry Harding, I didn’t know”. Harding. Jake was here. My heart fell and I was so happy.
He helped me up and I brushed off. “Thanks” I said. “No problem babe” he said. I smiled. He sat me down at his table and at the table was several water polo boys squeezed in, they were all dressed with their gorgeous mops of hair, tans, and all wearing cut off tank tops that showed their muscles perfectly. But there were two in particular that stuck out to me, James Boehner and Matt Kelter, the two junior boys, now seniors, that were celebrating in the yearbook photo with Jake. I looked at them in a better perspective.
James was huge, not fat, but built! He had enormous muscles but a lean build. He had huge calves and leg muscled that flexed perfectly. He had piercing blue eyes and jet black hair. Matt was very lean but also had a ton of muscle. He had long curly dirty blonde hair and brown eyes with many cute freckles. I looked at Jake again, with his long blonde hair and thought I was the luckiest guy on earth.
The lunch period went, to my pleasure, very slowly. I got a chance to talk to James and Matt and we immediately hit it off. We joked and talked, and Jake was happy that I was meeting his friends. When the bell rang Matt threw out that the school water polo had ended, but that there was a different team that was operating out of the school, but wasn’t connected, that I should try out for, and the tryouts were in two days. I laughed and said I had never played and was not cut out for it.
The school day ended and the cold early December clouds began to roll around. When the last bell rang I looked at my phone to learn I did not have a ride home. So I began to walk home and realized I lived a half hour away by car. I still trudged on when my luck got even better, a cloud burst and the water was freezing. Next thing I knew I was being hurried into a truck because I was shaking.
I remember being put in the car and the heat blasting, warming me instantly, a blanket thrown over me, and the car driving. When I came to, I looked over to see my God Jake smiling at me. “Where do you live” he asked. I told him where and before I knew it, we were at the infamous gates to my community. When we pulled up it was only 330 and my parents didn’t usually get home until 9.
He started a hot shower and I undressed and got in. I let the hot water fall over me when I heard the glass door open and he walked into my large shower with his meat going back and forth. He came up and held me. “Are we always going to meet like this, you cold and me warming you up In a shower?” he said devilishly. He pushed me onto the bench, the water still falling, and straddled me, kissing my next and occasionally my mouth. He trailed down to my dick when I stopped him. “I want to be the one who fucks you and sucks your dick this time” he complied. We switched positions and soon I was on top of him and had my tongue down his throat, our dicks pressed in between our chests. Every so often I looked down in between and compared his ripped self to my puny abs. I let the felling go.
Soon I trailed down to his dick and was playing with him, licking under his head and playing with his foreskin and nuts. He couldn’t handle it; he took my head and impaled it on his cock. He began furiously face fucking me, gagging me every so often, but soon we got a really good rhythm going on, and he let go and I began to do the work myself. I reached down and began to fondle his balls, sending him on a different wave of pleasure.
He gripped my hair and shoved it down, sending gallon after gallon of cum into my mouth. He was very sweet and I swallowed most of it. I came back up and shoved my tongue down his throat, kissing him passionately. We stayed hear for a few more minutes before he got up and put his hands on the bench, with his ass in the air.
I got on my knees and began to eat him out, spitting in his ass, all the while rubbing my dick. I couldn’t take it anymore; I got up and eased my 7.5 inch dick into his very, very tight ass. I began to thrust in and out, him clenching my dick which just sent me farther into ecstasy. The moaning soon became very loud and I was thrusting, him meeting every thrust. I yelled I was going to cum, and no sooner than I said it, streams after stream flowed out. I pulled out and we both collapsed on the bench, holding each other and kissing.
After he had got up and cleaned off, he came and sat back down and kissed me some more. We than just sat there cuddling. “Do you think Matt was serious about me joining water polo?” I asked. “Yea, they like you sand when you play water polo, you create a bond.” He said. “Ok ill do it” I blurted, anything I could do to be closer to him. He smiled and kissed my forehead.
We dried off and I kissed him goodbye and watched him leave. I then fished out the Speedo of his from our first encounter that I kept under the mattress. I then put his back and pulled out one of my old ones. I stared at it and then went to sleep.
The next school day went by quickly, and I ate with his friends. That day when I went home, I was very nervous for the next day and I went to sleep very scared. The next day went by slowly. Tryouts were at 4 in the afternoon and it was only twelve. I waited two hours and then decided to do what I always do when I am nervous, run. I put on the Speedo and It was very tight. I then pulled over running shorts and a shirt and put on my tennis shoes.
I ran down the street and onto the river access and just ran. I noticed the changing in the clouds and it started to rain. I loved running in the rain. I just saw the bare trees and smelt the burning of fires.
When I looked at my watch it was three fifty and the school was at least ten minutes away. SHIT. I began to sprint and when I got there I was panting. I came into the pool area to see the other boys including Matt, James, and Jake. He smiled and came up to me. “You made it!” he said. “Yea” I panted out “And with two minutes to spare” ha laughed. “Take off your clothes” he said, winking at me. I peeled off my shorts and shirt.
I stood there in my too tight of Speedo and some fat kid said “Hey where’d you find those? The kindergarten league?” he laughed. James went up to him and hit him. “Be cool to him!” he shouted. I smiled and mouthed thanks.
When the coach came she sized me up and said “I’m going out on a whim here kid, but get in the goalie box” she said. When I was in she said “You ever played” and I said no. “And you want to be on this team?” She said. “Coach common, give him a chance!” Jake said. “Fine, egg beat for five minutes everyone” she said. I began to egg beat, and much to my surprise, it was not very hard at all!
“Jeremy, your goalie!” she yelled. She tossed me a ball. We were scrimmaging. Thank god I watched water polo games, I thought. I tossed the ball to a player on my side and the game was underway. I blocked every single ball, many of them from Jake. I surprised myself immensely.
When we got out the coach said “Good job gentleman, you’re all on the team, food job for never playing Jeremy. You sure you never have?” she said. “Yessmam” I said. “Go change gentleman.” She said.
When we got into the locker room, everyone except James, Matt, Jake, and I went to the showers. I took off my Speedo as did the other boys and we just stood there. We sized each other up and Matt and James had quite the package, they were 5 inches soft and most likely 8 or 8.5 hard. They then lunged at me and pushed me on the bench. They climbed on top of me with their naked bodies and pinned me down. “GOODJOB!” they said and began to wrestle with me, me letting hem win. It took every inch of will power for me not to get hard, and I succeeded.
They climbed off me, sporting huge hardons, which I was right about size, and we all went and showered. When we got out I cursed myself for forgetting a towel and change of clothes. Jake lent me some and drove m home.
When we pulled up he told me he was very proud and I expressed how happy I was. We then made out and I went in. I collapse don my bed and fell asleep, having very good dreams.
The next few months went by and I began to gain a lot of muscle and my abs became more defined. I ate lunch with the boys and we became amazing friends, more like brothers.
It was a Friday in February and the next day we left for a week long tournament in LA. I was ecstatic. Not only would James, Matt, Jake and I be sharing a room, but I got to spend a week with my boy toy and the two other hottest guys I know.
The next day when we got onto the bus, Matt and I sat next to each other and James and Jake behind us because we were seated in alphabetical order. We left at 11340 for safety issued and would arrive at like 630 the next morning.
At around 130, Matt passed out and I was the only one up, except for the driver. I had problems sleeping in crowds. In 10 minutes, Matt began to stir, and his head of dirty blonde hair was soon on my shoulder and he was cuddling up to me. My hardon grew in my pants and was straining in the loose fabric of my shorts. He shoved his head into my neck and his hand loosely fell onto my dick. I almost came right there. He stirred a little bit more and was still dead asleep. I checked to see If he was really asleep and did something really risky. I leaned over and pecked him on the lips. He mumbled “Oh baby” in his sleep and kissed back.
I placed my hand on his huge dick and began to rub it through his pants. He grabbed my dick and squeezed. I took his hand and began to rub it up and down my dick, he was still latched on. I began to jack him off and pulled my pants down so our skin touched. I quickly came and I felt his dick tense up and so did he. I pulled up my pants, kissed him, he was till asleep and I cuddled to him and passed out.
When I woke up four hours later his head was sin my lap drooling. I thought of shoving my dick in his mouth, but I didn’t want to take the chance. When we got there we immediately had to play a game and we won.
When we got to the hotel we passed out. When we woke up at 11 at night we decided to have Jake and I share one of the beds and the other two the other bed. We all decided to go to the Jacuzzi downstairs. We got in and noticed nobody else was there. Jake and I were on one end and Matt and James the other. Jake and I had our heads resting on the outside and were relaxing with out eyes closed. Ten minutes later I heard moans. When I looked up and couldn’t really see through the steam. When my eyes adjusted I saw James and Matt making out and fondling each others dicks.
James opened his eyes and freaked out. He pushed him off him and began to stammer out an excuse. All I did was nudge Jake and I pulled him words me and shoved my tongue down his throat. I looked over and James and Matt had a stunned expression which they fixed by resuming their making out.
We got out and ran to our room. I closed the door and turned around to see James lunging at me. He stripped off mine and his swimsuits and shoved me on the bed. I looked over to see the other two naked.
James spit in my ass and began to eat me out. I looked up and Jake shoved his huge cock into my mouth. Before I knew it James cock was buried in my ass and Matt was stroking my dick. I couldn’t believe it, I was having an orgy with the three hottest guys. Jake continued to fuck my face and James fucked me.
They all began to moan and soon I was drinking cum and James was exploding into my ass. They both kept fucking both my holes until the were soft. Matt continued to stroke my dick and I shot everywhere.
The both pulled off of me and Jake and I crawled into bed. James and matt went to shower together, which I soon heard James saying “Matt fuck me!!”. I smiled. I crept into Jakes arms and said that even though someone else was fucking me, I still had only true feelings for him. He smiled and said “I loved you” “I love you too” I said. I fell asleep smiling in his huge arms.
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Meeting Tracy

Okay, so here’s your typical “first story” disclaimer. Yes, this is the true story of how I met a girl named Tracy. Yes, it’s been a long time, so I’ve probably played a little loose with the dialog. And while it’s not the incredible “true story” of how I was a virgin until that fateful night when 37 college girls decided to have their way with me in a seven-hour orgy and they all found out that I was a heretofore untapped sex god, yes, this is actually what happened. (and yes, there’s more to the story that might come later…)