LGBT Stories

Two friends become intimate again.

“Man, why are we watching this?” I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, reaching down to readjust myself as my cock stiffened slightly. On the TV, a brunette and redhead were kissing each other between sliding their lips along a long cock as a blonde hiked her dress and sat on the face of the gentleman that owned the tool being so cared for. I was envious as hell and getting hornier by the second.
Keith ignored my question; eyes locked on the screen as he took a swig from the bottle of whiskey and passed it to me without turning away. I reached out to where he held it, far from where I was and snatched it.
“Damn, that is so fucking awesome!” Keith said with what sounded like longing. “Two chicks sucking your dick while you eat out another one—that’s heaven.” Crouched on his knees before my television, he loosely held the VCR remote in one hand and rubbed his bulging crotch through his jeans with the other. No shame on his part, but it wasn’t the first time he’d done it in front of me.

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Bandmates explore sexuality at camp.

I had noticed Jerry when we first got in band together. It was 7th grade and I had decided to play trombone and our chairs were right next to the trumpet section which is what Jerry played.
He was similar in stature to myself, tall and lean, but with blonde hair. I had found that we would end up talking and hanging around each other, discussing other classes and activities. I also noticed that we talked about Sex a lot. He would tell how he had gotten this girl to let him feel her up or had seen this girls tits. I told him how I had gotten to see the daughter of my moms hairdressers pussy but that I didn’t get to fuck. He said he’d never fucked a girl either but that he’d sure fantasized about it a lot. I told him I had a great collection of Porn Mags and that was my only release so far.
These kind of conversations had gotten me to thinking about him jacking off and about him fantasizing while doing it. I wondered what he looked like and how big he was. I had never been with a guy or even thought much about it. But now I was starting to wonder what my new friend looked like in the buff.

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My oldest and best friend shows me what I’ve been missing.

The story I’m about to relate is technically my first time with another man. I say that because, when I was younger and learning about my body, I had a friend who liked to experiment as well.
And, happily, he later became the first man I had sex with in the more literal sense.
To start, my friend Jim and I have been best friends since we were in grade school. We did everything together growing up - riding bikes, reading and swapping comics, going to the town swimming pool, sleeping over at each other’s house. As we got older, we even double-dated.
But, between the time we were playing with our ‘Star Wars’ action figures and the time we started to go out with girls, we were curious about the changes in our bodies. We ‘borrowed’ our older brothers’ Playboy and Penthouse magazines and went off to his or my basement to see what was what.

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Best friends validate their feelings.

My best friend John and I grew up together. We have known each other for 30 years. John is a straight 31 year old manly man, big and strong about 6 feet tall and weighs 250 lbs. He’s not all that good looking. I am also 31 years old, 6-3, 225 lbs, married and have never considered myself gay or bisexual. I have often fantasized about other men as most men do, but not to the point where I wanted to go out and try it.
Growing up, John and I would hang out with his older brother Mike. Mike was openly gay. Mike never made advances toward me, but he took John to several gay bars when John was younger. John told me about the times he went to these bars. He said guys would always hit on him, but he would always refuse their advances. I often questioned if John really refused the advances because he continued to go to gay bars with Mike for several years. Although I never told him, most of my gay fantasies would include John. The thought of him at gay bars turned me on for some strange reason. All these years have gone by and we have all fallen into life accordingly. John and I are straight and Mike is gay. (more…)