Date: Sat, 24 Apr 1999 21:15:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: CM MC <pc245@yahoo.com>
Subject: Messing Around with Dave

Here is a story about two straight guys and their gay experiences with in
high school. Its true.  And I wish I could relive them.

Please remeber.  If you shouldn't be reading this, Don't.  This is a story
about 2 straight males in high school who end up messing around.  And yes, I
miss it. Email me if you know what I mean.  pc245@yahoo.com

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I have been reading so many stories from this list that I felt it was time
I added mine.  This is a true story of three experiences I had while in
high school (no embellishments).  I am 32 now.  I often think back on these
times with great fondness.
     
     
Dave and I were both seniors in high school.  We went to am all boys prep
school in the Northeast. We were part of a group of about six or seven guys
who hung out every weekend together.  We were not part of the popular
crowd.  We weren't jocks.  And we weren't part of the doper group.  We
were, I guess, dorks.  We were decent looking (I was/am considered more
than a little good looking).  We all had girlfriends.  None of us were
virgins.  We partied on the weekends with the girls from our sister school.
Went on school sponsored ski trips (and drank heavily). We got fair grades.
Drove fair cars.  Well you get the pic.  We were typical boring high school
kids.  But we did have a lot of fun.
     
Dave and I were a little closer than the others. We seemed to get along
better.  Looking back I think it was our deep desires.  We were more
willing to do stupid stuff.  Less worried what others thought.  We both
smoked and thought it made us look cool. We were not shy about anything.
When watching a porn flick on a ski trip, we would both joke openly about
needing to beat off. Both of us would show just about anyone our dicks, if
we though it was funny, or even really inappropriate.
     
As the year wore on we started to hang out more together without the
others.  One night he came down to my house to hang out in the garage.  We
sat around, drank beers, smoked cigars, and bullshited about girls.
     
It got late and we moved inside.  My folks had gone to bed and we were
downstairs watching TV and drinking the last of many beers. While Dave and
I had talked about most everything, we had never talked about messing
around.  He had always joked that I had a tiny dick (I don't), and that he
had a huge one (he does).

Well as the night wore on I got up to take another pee.  I had just
finished peeing when the bathroom door opened.  Dave walked in and said he
had to pee.  No big deal.  As I was moving out of his way he started saying
that I should move my tiny dick out of the way of his monster.  We kinda
joked a little, then Dave surprised me with a straight-forwardness I had
never seen: He said, "Let me see that tiny dick."

I pulled my pants down a little more than they were and showed him. A few
drops of pee still dripping.  He then pushed down his sweat pants and
pulled out his dick.  He was almost totally hard.  He was huge.  He was
just about as long as mine (7 inches), but twice as thick.  I was getting
really turned on, but I wasn't sure were this was going so I was trying to
act careful.

I had always thought about sex with other guys.  Even blew a friend of mine
when I was much younger.  But Dave had never given me any clue that he was
into it.  But there I was looking down at his big thick cock.  It was
getting harder.  There was something crude and exciting about the way he
was just pulling his pants down to show me.
    
He moved over and sat on the toilet.  He looked right at my dick.  Then he
said I am going to suck your dick.  WOW!  This floored me.  I mean out of
nowhere I am just taking a pee, and in walks my friend who has never
mentioned ANYTHING like this, and he comes right out and says he is going
to suck my dick!  Might I add, that my dick must have been rather salty as
I barely finished peeing.
   
Dave sat on the toilet sucking me hard and he beat himself off.  I could
feel myself getting closer so I asked to switch.  I sat on the toilet while
Dave stood in front of me.  I should describe Dave.  He is white, 6 foot,
maybe 240 pounds.  He was big, but not fat.  So I am sitting in front of
him sucking on his really thick cock.  It was incredible.  It had a huge
vein running all the way down it.  I started to massage his balls and
stroke his cock as I pushed his cock all the way down my mouth.  I wanted
to do everything.  But I didn't want to scare him off.  Though looking back
I don't think I could have.  It didn't take Dave long at all.  He came
hard.  Cum went in my mouth, on my face, and all over my shirt.  It was
incredible.  I kept pumping his cock with my hand till he was slick with
cum.
     
We then switched places again and he sucked me.  I was rock hard.  Dave
started sucking me just like before.  He was doing it hard and fast.  I
told him I was going to cum and he just took me deeper.  Clearly he wanted
me to cum completely in his mouth.  As I came, Dave swallowed every drop.
Nothing leaked out.  It was incredible.
     
We straighten up.  Brushed out teeth, and went to bed.  But neither of us
was ashamed.  I think more than anything we were just blown away from the
wild orgasms.
     
So the next few days, or weeks (I can't remember) were normal. We didn't
talk about it.  But we didn't ignore or avoid each other.  In fact I think
we were actually closer.
     
A short time later I went to his house after school.  We had a snack (his
mom and sister were home) and went up to his room.  In short order the porn
mags came out.  Dave locked his door so we wouldn't get caught.  Dave was
sitting on the edge of the bed looking at some mag.  I said something like,
are you going to whip it out or what?  He pulled down his pants and laid
back on the bed.  Again I looked at that huge cock.  I quickly started
stroking him.  His cock was wonderful.  It was so thick.  I put my mouth on
it and started sucking on him. Dave was so much fun to suck.  He responded
so quickly.  Soon he was coming all over my hand.  Big huge load of cum.
It was incredible.  Next I lay on the bad and looked at a porn mag while
he started blowing me.  I put down the mag and watched.  Watching his head
go up and down on my cock was wild.  I soon came again.  And again he
swallowed me whole. I loved it.  After a quick gargle with Scope, we were
back down stairs as if nothing happened.
     
Again, we didn't feel weird or embarrassed.  It was really very cool.
     
The rest of the school year passed without us getting back together.  We
just didn't have a chance.  I now REALLY regret it.  We could have had some
serious fun.
     
We both left for college and said goodbye.  No we only got to hug.
     
Over the first Xmas break my folks were living in the City.  I invited Dave
to come in for the night and party.  We met up with some friends of mine
from college.  We partied, smoked pot, and had a great time.  It was just a
little odd.  Without saying anything to each other we both wanted to get
back to the apartment.  It was just after midnight when we got home.  Very
early for the City.  My folks had just gone to bed and we went into my
room.  I had a big bed, and it was understood that we would just share the
bed.  Well we got into bed and flipped on the porn channel.  I looked over
and Dave had pushed back the covers and was stroking his big cock.  I was
so turned on.  I jut moved in and started sucking his dick.  He moved over
so we were both on our sides, but 69'in each other.  It was wild.  I got a
little bold and tried to put my finger in his ass.  But he didn't seem to
be interested.  We rolled around a lot sucking each others dick.  We were
even moving on to each others balls.  I was going wild.  I tried to push my
ass against his cock.  But he was not interested.  I was so ready to have
him fuck me.  Anyhow we ending up sucking each other off.  It was still
really wild.  We took it really slow and sucked each other deep.
     
The next day was just like all the rest.  We felt closer.  But no mention
of having him cum in my mouth the night before.
     
That was the last I saw of Dave.  We have spoken a few times since then.
He is now married, as am I.  I still know where he lives.  I have not had a
single bi experience since then and really regret it.  I know I am
straight, but would love to have another experience. Maybe I will give him
a call this Summer.  I dunno.  Maybe I will ride up to his place and have
to spend the night?
     
Well thats my story.  As you can tell I am not a great writer.
     
PLEASE email me if you have similar experiences.  I would love to hear from
other Married Bi-Males.  pc245@yahoo.com