Chris isn’t gay, or at least he thinks he isn’t. He’s worked hard to get a killer body, and he enjoys showing it off to a woman that he’s never met on his webcam. He even feels comfortable performing sexually for her—no matter what she requests. He trusts her so much that he is debating whether or not to share his fantasy of performing sexually for her in person…with another man.
Charlie knows he’s gay, but he doesn’t know how to break it to his girlfriend. He’s about to get a chance to experiment with same-sex contact at a fraternity party that they will both attend together. Little does he know that Chris is going to be there. Chris doesn’t know it either, but both of them are going to hit it off pretty well!
This 6100 word work of erotic fiction features scenes of: solo male masturbation with anal play; MM fantasy during a MF sexual encounter; a party game where people are forced to kiss a member of the same sex; and a first-time MM sexual encounter with oral sex, bareback anal sex, an anal creampie, and anal-oral contact (rimming). It is intended for mature audiences only.
Excerpt:
Charlie didn't say another word. He reached his hand into Chris' pants and pulled out his cock, so that the underside of his head was resting against the elastic of his boxer-briefs. He thought, "I can't believe I'm about to do this." the next second his mouth was full with Chris' engorged rod.
Chris let out a soft moan. Charlie's job was rough and haphazard. What he lacked in technique, though, he more than made up for in enthusiasm. Charlie kept making the most delicious "mmmph" sounds, which let Chris know that, more than anything, he wanted to please him.
Charlie tried to take all of Chris on his mouth. He gagged himself in the process. He found that he enjoyed to submissiveness of this act. He wondered if Chris was going to fill his mouth up with come. He wondered what it would taste like.
"OK, OK." Chris tapped him on the head. "I don't think I can take much more of this. Let me suck you for a little bit."
Charlie stood up, unzipped his pants, and pulled them down until they were around his ankles. He left his briefs up, confident that Chris would know what to do with them.
Chris looked at the bulge in Charlie's pants with excited eyes, like his briefs contained a present that he was about to unwrap. He hooked his fingers inside the elastic waistband and slowly peeled the cotton fabric downward. His mouth hung open in amazement. What he was looking at was so lengthy, so girthy, that he wasn't sure he would be able to fit it all in his mouth.
"Scratch that," he thought, "I don't know if I'll be able to fit any of it in there." Determined to do his best, he brought his still-open mouth down onto the tip of Charlie's member.
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