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When I was in high school, I didn’t tell anyone I was gay. College was where I was finally comfortable being out. I made the decision to tell my friends and family over my fall break.
Joe is my best friend, and has been as long as I can remember. When we were out driving and talking, he could tell something was on my mind. He suggested I pull over on the side of the road, out past the O’Leary ranch.
“Dude, if you’re trying to figure out how to tell me you’re gay, you don’t need to worry about it. I love you, man,” he said.
I was surprised, not only that he knew, but that he was so relaxed about it. “How did you know?” I asked him.
“Bro, we’ve known each other our whole lives. Do you think I really think I am so stupid I would not have noticed?”
“No, I don’t think you’re stupid. Apparently I’m the stupid one.” I apologized. “How long have you known?”
“I don’t remember any moment when I suddenly realized you are gay,” he explained. “It is just something I’ve always known about you, just like I’ve always known you don’t eat the black jelly beans. Maybe I could have said something earlier, but I thought you knew I knew.”
“No, I didn’t know,” I said.
“Well that explains why you never offered to blow me,” he half-joked. “You can whenever you want, by the way.”
“There’s no way that’s going to happen,” I said.
“Why? You’d seen my dick. It’s nothing to sneeze at,” he pretended to be hurt.
“You’re right. You have a nice dick, But I’m not into that,” I explained.
“How can you be gay but not into dick?” He asked.
“I prefer to put my cock into dudes rather than girls, that’s all. I have no interest in sucking dick or getting fucked,” I said.
“If You don’t want to suck me, do you want to fuck me?” He asked.
“Don’t even joke about that,” I warned him.
“So you want to fuck me?” He asked.
“Dude, stop all this talk about fucking you. It’s making me hard,” I pleaded with him.
“If you want to fuck me, just be a man and do it,” he said.
I couldn’t believe my ears. “Did you just ask me to fuck you?”
“No. I said if you wanted to do it, you should. I will not say no to you. Never in my life had I said no to you. I’m not going to start now.”
I stopped to think about what he said. I could not recall a time when I had an idea or suggestion that he shot down. “Are you serious? You’d let me fuck you?”
“I’m not going to ask you to do it, dude. I’m straight, but if you want to, I’ll do it,” he repeated.
“Oh, I want to,” I said, unlatching our seat belts and getting us both into position. “You sure about this?” I asked as the tip of my cock touched his hole.
“When did you become such a pussy?” He mocked me. “It’s really irritating.”
I slammed my cock deep into his virgin hole. he screamed.
“Look who’s the pussy now,” I said to him.
He calmed down as I cored him, learning how to control his ass and his screaming. I didn’t even ask before I pumped my load deep into him.
“That was not as bad as I thought it would be,” he said as we readjusted our clothes and refastened our set belts.
“Good. Then you won’t mind if I do it again?” I asked.
“That’s up to you.” he said.
“Let’s go get some ice cream,” I suggested,m straying the car again.
“Fuck, you want to take my cherry again, don’t you?” he joked in a way that suggested he had all but forgotten what had just happened between us.
“Joe, dude, I just bitched you out, and you’re making jokes?” I asked.
“It was a long time coming, no pun intended. I knew it was going to happen some day. It’s not a big deal. Now let’s get that ice cream.”
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When I was in high school, I didn’t tell anyone I was gay. College was where I was finally comfortable being out. I made the decision to tell my friends and family over my fall break.
Joe is my best friend, and has been as long as I can remember. When we were out driving and talking, he could tell something was on my mind. He suggested I pull over on the side of the road, out past the O’Leary ranch.
“Dude, if you’re trying to figure out how to tell me you’re gay, you don’t need to worry about it. I love you, man,” he said.
I was surprised, not only that he knew, but that he was so relaxed about it. “How did you know?” I asked him.
“Bro, we’ve known each other our whole lives. Do you think I really think I am so stupid I would not have noticed?”
“No, I don’t think you’re stupid. Apparently I’m the stupid one.” I apologized. “How long have you known?”
“I don’t remember any moment when I suddenly realized you are gay,” he explained. “It is just something I’ve always known about you, just like I’ve always known you don’t eat the black jelly beans. Maybe I could have said something earlier, but I thought you knew I knew.”
“No, I didn’t know,” I said.
“Well that explains why you never offered to blow me,” he half-joked. “You can whenever you want, by the way.”
“There’s no way that’s going to happen,” I said.
“Why? You’d seen my dick. It’s nothing to sneeze at,” he pretended to be hurt.
“You’re right. You have a nice dick, But I’m not into that,” I explained.
“How can you be gay but not into dick?” He asked.
“I prefer to put my cock into dudes rather than girls, that’s all. I have no interest in sucking dick or getting fucked,” I said.
“If You don’t want to suck me, do you want to fuck me?” He asked.
“Don’t even joke about that,” I warned him.
“So you want to fuck me?” He asked.
“Dude, stop all this talk about fucking you. It’s making me hard,” I pleaded with him.
“If you want to fuck me, just be a man and do it,” he said.
I couldn’t believe my ears. “Did you just ask me to fuck you?”
“No. I said if you wanted to do it, you should. I will not say no to you. Never in my life had I said no to you. I’m not going to start now.”
I stopped to think about what he said. I could not recall a time when I had an idea or suggestion that he shot down. “Are you serious? You’d let me fuck you?”
“I’m not going to ask you to do it, dude. I’m straight, but if you want to, I’ll do it,” he repeated.
“Oh, I want to,” I said, unlatching our seat belts and getting us both into position. “You sure about this?” I asked as the tip of my cock touched his hole.
“When did you become such a pussy?” He mocked me. “It’s really irritating.”
I slammed my cock deep into his virgin hole. he screamed.
“Look who’s the pussy now,” I said to him.
He calmed down as I cored him, learning how to control his ass and his screaming. I didn’t even ask before I pumped my load deep into him.
“That was not as bad as I thought it would be,” he said as we readjusted our clothes and refastened our set belts.
“Good. Then you won’t mind if I do it again?” I asked.
“That’s up to you.” he said.
“Let’s go get some ice cream,” I suggested,m straying the car again.
“Fuck, you want to take my cherry again, don’t you?” he joked in a way that suggested he had all but forgotten what had just happened between us.
“Joe, dude, I just bitched you out, and you’re making jokes?” I asked.
“It was a long time coming, no pun intended. I knew it was going to happen some day. It’s not a big deal. Now let’s get that ice cream.”
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