The evening had started off innocently enough, meeting up with an old college buddy for drinks in downtown Manhattan. We talked, reminisced, and laughed amid a rising tide of drinks. But then he said something that unexpectedly changed the complete trajectory of our conversation.
“Let’s head back to your place,” he said cooly, and something inside me stirred. We both knew what he meant, but neither of us said a word. Instead, we finished our drinks, left the bar, and headed to my building.
Once to my bedroom, the conversation ended. Without a word, we each took off our clothing, exchanging coy glances as we did so. He familiarized himself with my body, tracing his fingertips along the contours of my chest and into my navel. We explored one another, teasing and tasting our way around each other until we reached the point of no return. He pivoted to face away from me and I instinctively plunged into his smooth creamy skin, pushing with a fervent intensity that stirred both body and soul.
This was no mere friends with benefits session. This was a deeper exploration of a different kind of relationship, a relationship where straight men and gay men connected beneath their differences to plunge into a kind of pleasure that seemed worlds apart. We may have been barely friends-zoned, but that passionate exchange put us both on the same level.
Table of Contents
- 1. Opposites Attract: How a Straight Guy Led Me on a Hot, Wild Ride
- 2. Aroused and Discreet: Cruising the Friend-zone for Erotic Adventure
- 3. Caught in the Crossfire: Navigating Uncharted Waters of Sexual Tension
- 4. Overcoming My Fears: Taking It All the Way with a Straight Guy
- Key Takeaways
1. Opposites Attract: How a Straight Guy Led Me on a Hot, Wild Ride
The Setup:
- We made eyes at one another in a bar one night
- He pulled me close on the dance floor and I felt electric
- His body felt strong pressed up against me and his breath was hot in my ear
- I felt like he kept pushing boundaries
- I wanted to keep going with him but I had to pull away
The Scene:
- The next day, he texted me and asked if I wanted to hang out
- I agreed, and our “date” started with lunch and then progressed
- We ended up back at my place, alone, and the temperature rose quickly
- I barely got a chance to take my shirt off before his hands were all over me
- His moves felt like he’d done this a million times before, and his touch brought electricity to my every nerve
- I felt his breath on my skin as he licked and kissed my neck
- I entered another world entirely, of overwhelming pleasure and pleasure, overwhelming pain and ultimate satisfaction
2. Aroused and Discreet: Cruising the Friend-zone for Erotic Adventure
It was a crisp October evening and I was feeling a bit desperate. The summer was long gone and I had been single for over a year, stuck in a bubble of my own, tuning out realities and heartaches. On this evening, I decided a change of scenery was a good start and I headed out for a walk at an area I knew straight boys liked to cruise.
I hadn’t gone a few steps when I spotted him, although I never saw his face. From behind, he was about my height, a bit wiry and had the slightest curve of openness in his posture. Though I had not been looking for a straight boy, something about him had ignited my libido like nothing before. This boy had something approximate to a friend-zone vibe; he was enticing without being overt. So, I decided to stick around and see what happened.
I followed him at a safe distance, never getting close enough for him to realize my intentions. As our paths grew parallel, I noticed he was checking me out, his eyes lingering a bit longer each time. I realized I was in luck when he motioned for me to come over. We talked for a few moments, I had to control myself to maintain my composure. I was so aroused and eager for the night.
The next few minutes were a blur of discretion and seduction, barely making it to his apartment before our clothes were thrown off in a frenzy. My arousal had turned into an animalistic craving, and the night was intense and passionate beyond comparison. I was met with a firm yet gentle grinding and held, as if he were holding me in place. When it was all over, I was left feeling elated yet exhausted and yet with an appetite for more.
3. Caught in the Crossfire: Navigating Uncharted Waters of Sexual Tension
Intense Molten Desire of a Straight Guy:
I could feel the electricity in the air, when I saw him undressing me with his eyes. His slow, languid and intense gaze sent a shiver up my spine, while his luscious lips spoke words highly charged with raw sexual energy. He was not like usual guys of my circle, but he never shied away from engaging in intimate conversations. All that he wanted was for me to come ‘closer’ to him – just enough so that he could feel my breath, as he traced his sensuous finger tips on my lips with a wicked smirk on his face. The masculine power emanating from his muscular physique had me entranced and I was slowly losing my mind, sinking into this forbidden territory of passion, barely held together by the thin threads of ‘friend-zone’ we were swimming in.
Harder Than I Imagined It Would Be:
The next thing I knew we were in the throes of blazing chemistry and fervent need, as he claimed my pale body with a fire I had never experienced before. His dominating touch urged my body to melt into his and creases of pleasure flooded my chest with a sultry heat, as he leaned in closer to whisper steamy promises. One by one the fetters of ‘suitable’ and ‘decent’ were snapped, soaking my skin with his unbridled passion and rendering me completely unable to resist his advances. His erect body, rising and falling against me to an unknown rhythm, coiling my feet in a blissful rapture and it felt like the night was darker than usual, yet punctured with short flashes of light as his intensity intensified. Every stroke, every twitch he made brought me closer to an ecstasy so heavy that I was sure I would never return.
4. Overcoming My Fears: Taking It All the Way with a Straight Guy
1. With my heart pounding, I didn’t dare ask, because I knew I wouldn’t get the answer I wanted. I probably wouldn’t get an answer at all. He was my neighbor, a handsome and athletic straight guy who had been flirting with me over the last couple of months. I knew that meant there was a chance it could go beyond talking, and that scared me more than anything. Then one day, he sent me a text out of the blue asking me to come over.
2. I walked into his room and immediately caught an intense energy between us. I could sense it, but couldn’t make a move, and neither did he. We just stood there for what felt like forever. Finally, he took a step forward and in a matter of moments, all my fear and doubt were gone. His hands moved to my face and he kissed me deeply. I was lost in the moment. His hands moved lower and he pulled my belt open. He pushed me onto the bed and I could feel the heat rising between us. His body moved over mine, exploring every inch of me. I felt alive for the first time ever, and surrendered to the pure pleasure of being taken hard by a straight guy. It was an intense, powerful moment, and I wouldn’t change it for the world. I had finally overcome my fears.
Key Takeaways
The pleasure had dulled, like a man shaking off his dream time. I would never forget this moment of being barely friend-zoned, of having a straight guy take me so hard. It was one step closer to crossing the line, and I was a man both elated and wary. I knew something had changed without warning, and it was a moment I’d never forget. It was something that made me feel daring and liberated. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and embraced the realization that I’d let a straight man take me, and made sure I never took those moments for granted.