Straight Friend’s First Time: Bareback Bliss
It was the kind of night that gives some men pause and stirs the desire of others – straight or gay. For me, a young gay writer, there was no denying the energy of this clandestine rendezvous with a straight friend. His eyes were wide, his breath heavy and his anticipation palpable as he stepped into the unknown.
My heart raced as I watched him slowly slip off his clothes one piece at a time, slowly exposing his body to the air around us. His slender frame was a devilish contrast to my robust one, and the contrast aroused me in ways I had never experienced before.
We soon shed all of our clothing, and I noticed he had taken his anxiety with it. The Libertine fall of his wingspan suggested his newly discovered hedonism and I could feel his hunger in the way he drew near. I envisioned his first intimate male experiences, the forbidden bliss of this unknown intensity, and immediately felt a stirring within myself.
As we lay skin to skin, I wanted to offer only love and pleasure in return, for his bravery and curiosity to explore beyond anything he had known before. With each passionate embrace more of himself he gave to me; amidst laughter, tender caresses, and increasing arousal I finally felt his tight grip when he yelped with pleasure like I had never heard before. Through the heat of the night’s soft light, he kissed me with tender ferocity. I lay marveling at his sudden passion, and realized he was finally tasting something he had been missing: the pleasure and thrill of being in another man’s arms.
Table of Contents
- 1. How I Knew I Wanted Him
- 2. From Cuddling to Exploring
- 3. Uncontrollable Desires Fulfilled
- 4. Reflecting on the Afterglow
- Concluding Remarks
1. How I Knew I Wanted Him
I Met Him at a Party
Seeing him for the first time, something sparked inside of me – his sun-kissed hair, and the way his bright blue eyes seemed to scan every inch of me from across the room. I could already tell he was different, special in his own way, and I knew I wanted to get to know him better.
We talked for a bit, and he was even better up close – his voice was deep and smooth, and I could just feel the lewd energy radiating off of him. He seemed a little unsure at first, like he was trying to act more straight that he actually was, but a few drinks loosened him up and I could feel it, like he was almost begging for me to make a move. I was tempted but I hesitated, not sure if he was really comfortable with what I had in mind.
His Emotions Started to Show
The more we talked, the more I could tell he was feeling something similar to what I was – nervous anticipation, a tingling feeling, a heat that started to well up in the pit of my stomach. His tongue was getting loose and I loved it – he was being more and more open about who he was, and what he wanted.
Finally, after a few more drinks and a few even dirtier looks between us, he made it more than obvious that he wanted to do something. I can still remember how I felt when he looked up at me from his seat, our eyes meeting, that sinful smirk on his face as he finally said the words “Let’s go back to my place.”
I knew this was it, no more wondering – I knew I wanted him, and we both knew that I wanted every inch of him.
2. From Cuddling to Exploring
We came together entwined and there was such an instant chemistry between us. His hands were everywhere, caressing my back, feeling the curves of my waist, and then suddenly it was as if electricity was passing between us. Our entwinement deepened to a level of steadiness, of surety, as if we both knew that something special was about to happen. We moved in time as one body, our lips locked, our tongues exploring and searching, and then his fingers found their way down to the waistband of my underwear.
The feeling of fabric being pulled away was simply exquisite, and I felt the heat of his body against my own, his member against my arousal, and suddenly the thrill of newness struck me. We were both new to the game, to the pleasure and intensity of discovering each other in such a way, yet everything that was happening suddenly felt so natural. The euphoria of uninhibited lovemaking surrounded us, as we moved in ways that could only be taught by a passionate collaboration. I will never forget that first blissful night, of exploring each other with such intensity, and feeling the waves of pleasure wash over me as we released ourselves, again and again.
3. Uncontrollable Desires Fulfilled
The moment he stepped inside the bedroom, for the first time in his life, my straight friend Bobby was engulfed in an all-consuming wave of uncontrollable desires. He refused to think about consequences, so his body moved on its own to reach for me and without further hesitation he pushed me against the wall, his hands pressing down against my chest as he moved his hips in perfect rhythm. The warm brush of his lips on mine jolted my entire body with pleasure, and I could feel the heat radiating from him as I moved my hands along his skin.
We inched closer toward the bed, our hands getting more and more entwined with desperate need. By the time we reached the mattress, nothing could stop us from unleashing our forbidden passions anymore. His rough kisses against my neck sent me into a state of joy and euphoria, as I felt his body pressing into mine and the thrill of bareback bliss washing over us. We tangled ourselves into an infinite pleasure spiral, exploring each other’s curves and contours while clinging onto one another.
- Wrapped in a veil of profound bliss, we surrendered to the night of sensual exploration – secure in the assurance it was meant to be.
- We indulged in a frenzy of raw, animalistic lovemaking and in that moment, nothing else mattered.
4. Reflecting on the Afterglow
I sank into my lover’s chest, our sweat and breaths uniting in a harmony of the pleased. His hands were in my hair as he kissed me, our tongues twirling in a rapturous delight that sent an electrifying energy around my body. I felt his throbbing, still dormant inside of me, and I gave it a tender nuzzle with my hips.
He sighed, the contentment in his fingers stroking me tenderly. He liked to knead my back and then shoulders, and sometimes he’d reach even further and caress my legs. Everything then lit up, fibers of sensual pleasure I could almost taste as he explored my body with an intimate expertise. We lay there in the glow of a satisfaction that I thought was impossible to reach.
When I finally leaned back, I felt a voracious yearn to share this experience with someone else. Someone like me and him alone, who could understand the joys of sharing oneself with another man. Finally, I turned to my lover and smiled. His eyes had the same glint of prosperity. We had started out as friends, but what lay now inside of us was something far greater. Our preferences transcended the social boundaries that had long been put up. Bareback bliss was our reward, and we both shared it with those knowing looks.
Concluding Remarks
This experience was more than the sum of its parts. For me, it was a rare connection with a man whose desire and passion were releasing something inside I hadn’t felt before. I’m usually the one seducing, relentless and coy, a hunter by nature. On this night I let myself be the hunted, and I’m so glad I did. The thrill of being taken, coupled with how long we’d known each other, made for a never before experienced intensity that will stick with me forever.
The force of his thrusts, pushing farther and faster than I’d ever allowed before, was like an awakening to the esoteric depths of my sexuality. I felt whole ― as though I had been handed a key to something I hadn’t even known I was missing.
My straight friend has probably already forgotten the night we shared, but I’ll never forget it. I see that night in his eyes when I close mine, feel the passion between us and the culmination of pleasure that we experienced together. To me, that night was more than just the physical joining of two bodies, it was a moment of connection that transcended everything I thought I knew about sex.
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