GAY MAN GAY

Joe and I had been good friends for many years. He had black hair, dark brown eyes, about 5'10'' and a slime build (Very much like me). He was also quite hairy like me (from what I could see from his legs when he wore shorts). I had a few girlfriends in my life, and was currently in a very serious relationship with one. Joe on the other hand had very few in his life, and all the relationships that he had been in didn't last very long. He always ended up saying that it was better that they where just friends, as it didn't work out, and they where too different. He never had a relationship that lasted more than 2 weeks in all the years that I knew him (We had met while still students over 10 years ago).

He said that he had a long distance "internet relationship" with a woman that he met on holiday in Belgium a year ago, and although I knew that they chatted on a regular basis, it was never going to turn into anything serious. Once again just friends. I sometimes thought that he was lonely, because he often used to call me and just chat about nothing in general. I was always busy with work, so we never got to see each other that often... And that was the case with most of my friends. If I didn't make a point of seeing them, then months could go by with nothing but telephonic contact.

Joe is also a bit of a nervous character, who always took things too personally. He would always say that nobody took him seriously, and that he felt like he was going nowhere in his life. He is one year older than me (I'm 30), and stays in a stand alone flat on his sister's property, because he can't afford to buy yet. One thing that he really does have is a great sense of humor, but he also has, on occasion, times where he would get very negative about life and everything else. I often wondered about Joe's sexual orientation. Surely he was a good "candidate" for being gay, but because of the fact that he had always commented on sexy woman in the malls whenever we went out, I was never sure. I sometimes used to think that he used to do that because of the fact that he just wanted to cover up the fact that he was gay. But I could never be sure. Besides all his weird habits, I still used to like the guy. I almost felt sorry for him sometimes, but we used to get along very well, because of the fact that we had very much the same interests. We where your typical guy friendship. My girlfriend didn't care too much for him, but she was always pleasant when he used to come to my place for a visit. He never came across as being gay, and if it wasn't for the fact that I know his past history regarding women, it would never have crossed my mind. Regardless of what his sexual orientation was, we had a good friendship, and I was happy to have him as such a good friend, as I always felt like I could talk to him about anything (Although it was strange that we had never talked about any topics regarding sex at all).

I on the other hand, knew exactly what my sexual orientation was: I am a "in the closet" gay. Not one person in the world knows that I am so. I worry too much about labels and decided many years ago that life would be much easier for me if I just hid my sexual preference (I had one sexual experience with a guy in my early teens, but it was purely experimentation, and nothing to write home about). I have never gone to a gay bar or anything of the sort, as I was always too worried that someone would see me. I am very shy when it comes to asking people out, so that didn't help either. Therefore I had very little contact with other gay men, and that caused my chances of anything happening to diminish. After a long while of not getting any action whatsoever, apart from my own hand, I decided to try out the girl dating scene, in order to try fit in (In case people started asking questions like I had asked previously about Joe and his preferences). It was about 12 years ago that I lost my virginity to a really nice girl. It was very enjoyable, and it was after that that I had decided that I was probably bisexual and left it at that. When that relationship didn't pan out, I dated a few women after that that and finally met the girl of my dreams who I eventually moved in with (and still with). We don't have sex on a regular basis, but, apart from that, life is very good at the moment. But deep down inside, I am never satisfied when it comes to sex. I never look at women in public. I am always checking out their boyfriends. I masturbate on almost a daily basis, and always find myself fantasizing about being with a man. If it wasn't for the gay porn on the net, I would not survive!

I had given up on being with a man for many years now, but I know if the opportunity had every come up to have sex with any one of my male friends, I would have jumped at the opportunity. Unfortunately, apart from Joe, none of them seemed even remotely gay. Joe seemed like my only possibility, but I had given up on that many years ago (Apart from the fantasizing). That all changed 2 weeks and 3 days ago! And now that you have the background, this is where the story really starts!

My girlfriend was away for the week visiting her brother in another state, and I was getting bored sitting around at home. So I gave Joe a call and asked could I come around to his place for a visit. He seemed very excited and said: "Great. We haven't seen each other in quite a while... I am doing nothing tonight, so you can come around any time". I told him I would be there soon. I threw on a T-Shirt, shorts and a pair of my favorite flip-flops and headed on over to his place. By the way, I have a bit of a male foot fetish, and always love getting a glimpse of my friend's feet or guys walking around in public. Flip flops where the best invention ever (Needless to say, I love summer too)! And I always try show off my feet for other guys that have the same feeling as I do.

We hung out and chatted about everything we needed to catch up on, until about 8pm. We had a few beers during this time, and although neither of us drank too much on a regular basis, it got us in a happy chatty mood. It was a really hot evening, and we where sweating hectically. He phoned his sister in the main house, but there was no answer. He wanted to ask her if we could have a dive in her pool to cool down but they where obviously out. I didn't have a costume with me, so he said that he would lend me a speedo, as he has two. He was scrounging through is closet drawers looking for them, but couldn't find the second pair. He said he would lend me a pair of short pants instead.

I then suggested the following: "Don't worry about it man... Lets skinny dip! It is so dark out there and nobody is here, so no-one will see us. And besides, it will be easier... no wet cloths to worry about afterwards".

"Good idea, I haven't skinny dipped in ages!" he said, and threw me a towel.

I was surprised, as I thought he would be too shy to agree to it, but I thought I had to try anyway. We started to undress at the same time, and I could feel my heartbeat starting to rise. Just the thought of possibly catching a glimpse of his penis for the first time got me quite worked up. As he took off his shirt, I was looking out the corner of my eye, making sure not to be too obvious. Then he pulled off his shoes and socks, revealing those beautiful feet which I had seen a few times before. He pulled off his jeans and while in his boxers (I never knew he was a boxer guy, which excited me even more), he grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his waste. Damn! I did the same. He then pulled his boxers off from under the towel and threw them on the couch. I did the same with my shorts and boxers. There we both stood in nothing but a towel each looking at each other. It was a hot moment, and I wanted nothing more than to grab his towel off him and make passionate love to him right there!

"You ready?" he asked.

"Yep", I said, thinking how I was ready to fuck him rather.

"Let's go", he said as he opened the door.

We went outside to the pool. After feeling how cold the water was, I was afraid that he might say that we should rather go back, so I thought in order to maximize the potential of maybe seeing him totally naked, I said I was just going jump in (knowing that if I went in, he would follow). Seeing that he was too shy to show me his naked body earlier, I thought that maybe I should try give him a look and see how he would react. And although I was also quite shy of my body, at least I had the cover of night, and just the moonlight to highlight my body parts. This made me feel a little more brave to drop the towel. I dropped the towel and purposefully walked slowly to the steps in order to give him a chance to look. This was the best chance I had ever had to see him naked, and to possibly find out if he was in fact gay. I had to make the best of it. I stepped slowly down the steps, hoping that he was staring at my ass as I went in.

If I was him, I would desperately want to see my penis, I thought, so on the third step after building up the courage, I turned around and faced him in all my naked glory, penis still about a half a foot out of the water. After standing for a few seconds, I fell slowly back into the water. Although I wasn't 100% sure (I couldn't make out his eyes properly in the dark), as the bit of light that there was, was mainly behind him, I thought that he was looking at my penis for those few seconds.

"Get in! It's not that bad. Quite refreshing really", I said. In fact, it was quite freezing, and I was glad that he saw my cock before it inevitably shrunk up from the cold water.

"Yeah... what the hell", he said and dropped the towel. Now that I showed him mine, he didn't seem that shy to drop the towel. I was not sure if I was shaking from the cold, or from the excitement of seeing Joe naked for the first time. Pity it was so dark, but I still managed to get an OK look. He had a nice package on him, probably slightly bigger than mine. It looked like it was cut (unlike me), but I couldn't be sure. As he was walking forward, I was sure that he was looking directly at me watching his penis bob up and down with each step. I tried (Unsuccessfully, I think) to make it not too obvious where I was looking, while paddling around in the shallows. Once on the third step, he lowered himself forward into the water.

"Jeez, this is fucking cold!", he said.

"I know! Too fucking cold... My dick has almost disappeared", I said laughing, trying to keep the atmosphere slightly sexual, just in case it could lead to something.

"Mine too! Let me see... Yep it is really shrivelled", he said as he felt his cock under the water with his left hand (he is left handed by the way). Although neither of us was drunk, the beers had definitely helped him loosen up a bit, because he would never had done that normally, I though. Taking that as an invitation to feel my own penis, I did the same, playing with it a little as I did.

"Yep... It's tiny. Let me see if I can get it a bit bigger here.", I laughingly said as I played with it some more.

He laughed and did the same.

"I don't know about you, but I think there is something about wanking in water that is really great. It just feels good. I do it quite often when my sister is not here", he stated.

My god... I couldn't believe that here we where jerking our cocks naked in the pool, talking about how great it is.

"I agree... It's awesome. But then again, wanking anywhere is really great.", I said, trying to make sure the conversation continued in this direction.

"You got that right... I love it. How often do you masturbate, by the way?", he asked.

"Lots", I said.

"Me too. Sometimes 3 to 4 times a day, but definitely at least once in the morning, and once in the evening", he said, as he jerked off.

Our erect nipples (from the cold and excitement of the situation, as far as I was concerned) where just above the surface, and the water was making small ripples as we worked our rods. Mine was getting erect now. Damn, I wished I could see his again. I just felt like grabbing his dick under the water (Not that I would be that bold... I would need much more alcohol for me to initiate that kind of contact), but was so worried that if he wasn't gay, it would ruin our friendship for good.

"Me too... I love jerking off... It is the best thing ever... apart from real sex I suppose. I just wish I could suck myself off, then that would be the greatest", I laughed.

"Yeah. I agree fully", he said laughing. "Can I ask you a personal question", he continued.

"Sure", I said, getting more excited where this was going.

"Does your chick blow you at all?", he asked.

"Hardly ever dude!", I said (Which was the truth). I continued: "It is actually bullshit. You are quite lucky to be single, because women are full of shit most of the time. And when she does blow me, it is not that good anyway. And they never, ever want sex... Not like us guys, who would have sex all the time if we could. I mean, if I could get a blowjob right now I would", I stated, waiting in anticipation of his answer to that.

"Yes... they say that women do not have the skill or know how to give a blowjob", He said. "Apparently they say that men give the best blowjobs ever. Because we know how our cocks respond to shit".

"I have also heard that before... I am sure it is true. And anyhow, a mouth is a mouth I suppose... Male or female... It is the technique that matters. Damn dude. I you think of it, the gays must have it good! They are always ready for sex with each other, and are experts with the male body, because the have had so much practice on themselves all their lives!", I said with a slight joking tone.

"I agree. Have you every had a gay experience in your life? Be honest", he asked.

What the fuck?, I thought. I couldn't believe what he just asked... This was my chance... The question had been asked, and he had to know that I would ask it right back once I answered his question. This is what I had been waiting for. It was now or never. If my answer ruined our friendship, then so be it.

"Yes I did... Many years ago. It was more experimentation, mainly masturbation, but I must say that it was quite enjoyable... And you?". I asked back.

"Me too...I also enjoyed it. But that was also many, many years ago. I was still in school... Would you every do it again?", he asked.

I now had a raging hardon, and I was sure he had the same... All this jerking off and the talk so sexually charged, it was impossible not to have one. This was the answer that would make anything happen if it ever was going to.

"Yes, I would... I just haven't found a guy since that was willing to try it with me. Would you do it again?", I asked back.

"I would too... I really did enjoy it... Just a matter of finding a willing guy", he said.

For the first time, the conversation took a more serious note, as we just stared at each other. That was my queue... I had to take it: "I am willing... If you are? Tonight?".

"Yes... definitely", he said, and moved forward and put his hands on my shoulders. Under the water, I placed my hands on his waist. It felt wonderful to touch his skin for the first time like this. With our feet gently touching each other's under the water, we started to kiss each other. It was electric! My shivering cold body found warmth in his arms as we pulled each other close. Then it happened. My cock touched his under the water for the first time. That just made us pull each other even closer. Both our cocks where rock hard, but even under this cold water, his felt warm against mine. It was a moment I will never forget. It was so romantic. Under the moonlight kissing in the water, being held tightly by each other. Then he pulled away slowly.

"Let's go inside... I don't want my sister to come back and see us like this from her place.", he said. "And besides, I am freezing!", he chuckled.

"I agree... And we can warm each other up inside", I said with a smile. It was absolutely amazing to be able to talk to him like that now, but we had crossed that threshold, and there was no turning back now. As we walked naked up the pool steps, he grabbed my hand, and said: "This is a dream come true for me. I have wanted this to happen since I met you. It doesn't feel real". I smiled and said: "I know, but it is real. I have also wanted this for a really long time". We picked up our towels, put them around our waists and headed along the paved path towards his flat. He opened the door, let me in, followed behind me and proceeded to lock it securely, trying it to make sure once done.

"You are not going anywhere tonight", he asked with a grin on his face.

"The only place I am going is to your bedroom, I hope", I answered, knowing that we had to make full use of the next few nights when my girlfriend was out of town.

"Come with me" he said as he led me by the hand to his room. I had sat on that double bed many times in the past while we used to chat and listen to music etc, but now it looked and felt different. This was new territory... It was a fantasy come true to come into this room for the purpose of having sexual experience. It was like the first time I had seen it. As he walked around the bed to shut the blinds and curtains, I climbed on, lying with my back against the headboard, still in my towel (I think through all this, I was still slightly shy to let him see my cock for the first time in full light... But I was really looking forward to do the same with his). He climbed on all fours onto the bed and moved towards me, kissing me twice gently on the lips as he arrived.

"I want to see your cock properly", he whispered. As he continued to look into my eyes, he undid my towel and opened it either way.
He then sat back on his knees and looked down at my penis. He put his left hand on my chest and slowly moved it down until the point that he reached it. Then it happened. For the first time, my cock was being fondled by Joe. It was not as rock hard as when we where in the pool, but it was not going to take very long to get to that point again. He started to wank it slowly. After a short while, he raised his eyes, looked at me and gave a smile. I returned a smile, while breathing heavily. He then looked back at my penis and continued to work it.

"I love it that you still have a foreskin", he said as he started to play with it between his thumb and index finger.

"Are you circumcised?", I asked, as I could not see that well when we where at the pool.

"Yes", he answered, as he continued to caress my now pre-cum soaked dick.

"Let me see", I said as I leaned forward and undid his towel. What was revealed was a beautiful cut erect cock, two really great looking hanging balls, and quite a tuft of black hair above the penis (Pretty much the same as I had), which continued along, thinning as it traced up to his belly button. I leaned forward further and clasped his ball sack in my right hand, and proceeded to caress it in my hand. He moved around slightly to allow easier access to his groin area. I moved my hand up and grabbed his warn, hard penis in my hand. He gave a slight moan as I grabbed his ball sack with my other hand. I started to wank him while caressing his balls softly. It was an amazing scene, and I get a boner now just thinking about it. Although I wanted it to last forever, I knew that I was going to blow my load soon... especially if he continued that same constant motion all the time.

"Dude, I am going to cum really soon if you carry on like that.", I said.

"Me too... We are both not going to be able to hold it long, I think. It has been such a long time since I have had sexual contact, that I am almost there, so don't worry about it. Cum when you need to", he said... "We can carry on later with more fun, but for now, this is going to be over quite quickly I am sure", he said with a grin. I agreed with him fully.

Then he said quietly while breathing heavily: "Can I suck your cock?".

"Sure... show me how good a guys blow job is... But just know that I am going to cum in a matter of seconds if you do", I stated it for the record, because it was the truth.

"No problem, I will cum once you have... and I know you are clean", insinuating that he would not mind me coming in his mouth: "Here goes".

As he moved down and straddled my lower legs, I had to let go of that wonderful penis and balls, so knowing that this was the moment that would be amazing, I just laid back against the headboard again and tried to relax. My body felt like it was being pumped with electricity. I could feel that Joe was shaking too, as he leaned forward, pulled my foreskin back and lowered his mouth over my penis. It felt extremely warm and wonderful. He slowly started to move his mouth up and down my shaft... I couldn't help but moan with pleasure. I had never in my whole life felt such a powerful feeling of excitement and pleasure all at once. I could not stop watching my friend's head moving up and down the length of my penis as he sucked it while making moaning sounds of his own. His left hand was holding the base of my penis softly as he sucked away. It was true... Men really do give the best blowjobs ever. It was by far the best I had ever received, and found it difficult to imagine getting one better ever again.

I started to play with his penis and balls with my right foot, which made him moan even more. Then it happened: My whole body started to tense up, and pleasure that was almost too much pounded through every pore of my body as I started to unload squirt after squirt of warn salty cum into Joe's mouth. Uncontrollably, I started to let out a shout as it went on. Although I was shooting the biggest load I had in a long time due to the enormity of the situation, Joe kept on swallowing and sucking. So much so that I thought I was going to pass out due to not being able to handle all the pleasure. He replaced his left hand with his right on the base of my penis and I felt his left hand touch my foot as he took his penis in his hand and started pounding away at it while drinking the last bit of my warm sperm. I continued rubbing his balls with my right foot as best I could while he jerked his beautiful specimen. In a matter of 4 seconds he started to spray his warm sperm over my legs and feet. He stopped sucking me and put his face onto my stomach, as if to support himself in this time of uncontrollable bliss, his mouth just next to my penis head, still clasping the base of it with his hand. Wave after wave of wet, warm, sticky sperm erupted out of his penis as he jerked it. He moaned loudly with each spray, lowering his voice as they went on, and slowly relaxing his body down onto mine, until all was quiet, apart from the heavy breathing that was left. I could feel his warm breath against the side of my penis. We both lay there in his cum, saying nothing. Tired, sweating, and in heaven. He released my penis and put his hand on the side of my waist, but continued to lie against me from the waist down, his now slightly softer cock resting against the top of my right foot.

After lying like that for a few minutes, he moved up fully onto the bed, and I moved down so that we where both lying next to each other, me on my back, and him on his left side. He raised his head, looked at me, smiled, and then placed his cheek onto my chest. I smiled back, put my right arm around him, and we just lay there, not saying a word. No words where needed.

The proverbial "ice" had been broken. We where now lovers, and I had a feeling that this was just the start of a long and beautiful relationship.

This is my first ever post... More to come, if you guys give me some comments, then I will write part 2, which happened the following morning... Which was a lot of fun! Thanks for reading, and please comment, as I would like to know if it is worth my while writing this detailed account of my first true gay experience with my friend Joe. I enjoyed the experience with him and putting it into writing for others to enjoy. Peace!