I Use To Be Straight

My name is Corey Peters. I’m 30 years old and up until yesterday, I had always considered myself straight. Even when Gibril would flirt with me, I never thought anything of it. I took it as a compliment, and I may have queer-baited him a little. I mean I was a stranger here in the Bay Area. He was the first friend I made, and we clicked well.

Gibril was ten years younger than me. He was super intelligent, innocent-like, charming, and attractive. At 20 years old he knew exactly what he wanted out of life. Gibril was Middle Eastern. His family was from Jordan, and he came to the US alone. So, I rationed that’s why he took a quick liking to me. I reminded him of what it was like to be the new kid somewhere.

He walked around the office with his tight chino pants, never wearing underwear. His dick was always hanging and moving with him. You had to admire his boldness. I guess that was part of his generation’s charm.

The first time he told me he was bisexual I thought it was a joke. We had just hit up the bar across the street from the office. We were four shots in when this guy walked in with a fat ass. It was impossible to miss all that ass.

Gibril tugged on his dick and said, “I’d fuck him for six days straight.”

I nearly choked on my drink. Gibril raised his eyebrow, “My bad. I thought you knew.”

“Knew what? That you’re full of shit?”

“No, that I’m bi. I fuck around with guys as well.”

I’m pretty sure I sat there like a deer caught in the headlights for a moment. I gathered myself and made sure Gibril knew that I had no issues with his sexuality but also went out of my way to express that I was straight.

After that day things slowly started to change. Gibril would take me out to show me the city. Pointing out that these were places he took his dates. We discussed dressing up together for Halloween and how fun it would be. I felt young and free around him.

The first time he made my heart skip a beat it scared the fuck outta me. I’m a lover of Italian food. We went to Little Italy, and he introduced me to this pizza place. My mouth was having mini orgasms with every bite I took.

“Is it good,” he asked as he took a bite of his pizza.

I looked over at him. His beautiful dark curls hung over his forehead. He brushed them aside and he smiled. It was a simple smile, but it melted something inside of me. My eyes found his eyes and I really saw them for the first time. They were a deep sapphire blue.

My heart leaped out of my chest. My spine tingled and my entire thought process changed. I went from thinking about the food to wondering if he ever thought about me. My heart returned to my chest and then it skipped a beat.

He giggled, “Corey?”

I jumped up from the table. I needed fresh air. We never talked about that day. He just kept coming around me and making me feel relaxed and at ease.

The first time he kissed me should have been the day I knew where all this was going. We had just done this hike to Lands’ End Lookout. Walked down all these stairs to reach this beautiful place where the rocks and shores of California meet the North Pacific. The waves were crashing all around us. There was nothing but the blue ocean for miles. It was perfect!

We were the only ones there. We took our shoes off and ran into the frigid cold waters. I don’t know why but we started laughing. This huge wave hit us. We were soaked, but we didn’t care.

I grabbed hold of his arm. We made eye contact. The wind started blowing and his curls were flying. I brushed his hair back out of his eyes. He pulled me in and kissed me.

The second our lips connected my body froze. I was afraid and calm at the same time. He didn’t let me go. So, I let him kiss me. That man showed me exactly how much I meant to him. He wiped away every bit of fear and turned it into a pleasure I wasn’t quite familiar with.

I think we would have kissed longer, but another wave crashed into us, and down into the water we went. After that, I still told myself I was straight. It was just a kiss. We didn’t do anything else for a couple of weeks.

Then last night he invited me over to play some video games. I was nervous and didn’t know what to wear or how to act. You would have thought I was a teenage girl having my first crush.

We sat there next to each other on his sofa playing Call of Duty. I was getting the best of him. He didn’t want to lose, so he sabotaged the game. Truthfully, I couldn’t even be mad at him. However, I wanted to prove I could win.

I tackled him out of nowhere. He fell back on the sofa, and we wrestled around for a few minutes. Some kind of way he got the best of me. I found myself sitting upright but with him in my lap facing me.

We were face to face with our foreheads touching. This man suddenly had some Superman-type of strength. I couldn’t move him. He smiled that beautiful smile. Knowing he pretty much had me where he wanted me.

“How are you doing this,” I asked through grunted teeth.

“It’s my superpower.”

“Being obnoxious?”

“No, making men be mine.”

I stopped trying to wrestle him. I could feel all the tension leave his body. He felt completely relaxed in my lap. Everything slowed down it seemed. Our eyes met, but this time my heart didn’t skip a beat. No, this time I had to catch my breath.

I swear I could hear his heartbeat. It sounded like our hearts were in sync. I couldn’t deny my attraction. It was like an infliction of sorts and only he could heal me.

Nervously I asked, “Gibril, will you make me yours?”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Slowly we started to move our lips towards one another. I knew that when we kissed this time there would be no going back. This was going to change everything, and my sexuality would be a mystery to solve for another day.

Our lips collided like two faults meeting underground. My core shook with excitement. My hips took on a mind of their own. I started to rock my hips, grinding them against his ass.

My hands ran through his curls and down his back. I grabbed onto his booty cheeks. They felt like pure muscle. He slid his tongue in my mouth and my dick woke up.

Gibril stopped kissing me and moved to sucking on my earlobe and then on my neck. I made the sweetest moan ever. Our shirts came off and I got to see his youthful body. He wasn’t quite a muscle stud, but he had a nice body. His chest had a little bit of hair but not much. A treasure trail led down from his belly button into his sweatpants.

He placed his hand on my chest and ran his fingers across my body. I did the same to him. I figured I should follow his lead since this was new to me and I was unsure how it all worked.

He stood up and slowly removed his pants. He stood there in his grey boxer briefs and eye fucked me. For some reason, I couldn’t move. I could only stare at the firm bulge in his underwear. It looked like a very heavy dick from where I was sitting.

He leaned down and in one quick motion, he pulled my pants and underwear off. A very surprisingly hard 8-inch dick slapped my stomach. I knew I was turned on, but I hadn’t expected my dick to be iron hard.

As he licked his lips he said, “You know chocolate is my favorite flavor, right?”

I laughed nervously. He pulled his underwear down and his dick stood right out at full attention. There it was 7 inches of hard-cut cock and low-hanging balls and a bush of black hair. It was a mouth-watering sight to behold. He sat down next to me.

“Corey, I want you to do what comes naturally to you.”

Something about the way he said it. A fire was turned on inside of me. I leaned over and took his dick in my hand. Right up the shaft, I could see a thick vein. I knew then he was truly going to be the one doing the fucking.

I opened my mouth and took his cock in. He let out a soft whimper of pleasure. I wanted him to scream. So, I forced more of him down my throat. I felt myself choke and started to cough and quickly came up for air.

“Ease your way into it. Let my dick make love to your throat. Now try again.” He said in this loving and nurturing manner.

I hopped up on my knees on the sofa bent over and took him back into my mouth. I slowly started working my mouth up and down on his dick. His breathing started to get a little deeper.

He ran his hand across my bare ass as I kept sucking him off. He would grab on my ass cheeks going back and forth between the two cheeks. After a minute or two I felt a wet finger pressing against my hole. It startled me to have his finger on my hole. I reached back for his fingers, but he knocked my hand away.

“That’s my hole,” I said nervously.

“Naw, it’s my hole now,” he said sternly.

I went back to sucking his dick. I started to jerk him off as I gave him a blow job. He slapped my ass. It stung and felt exhilarating all at the same time. His wet finger finally pushed its way inside my tight hole. It made me cough around his cock.

“Fuck you’re tight babe. Turn around and let me taste you.”

“Taste me?”

He said nothing. He just stood up and turned my body in the opposite direction. It quickly dawned on me I was now in a doggie-style position. My pushed down on my back making me form an arch. Then he spit on my hole.

I felt his breath on my ass and then his tongue around my hole. The pleasure was more than I had been expecting. I tried to move but he grabbed hold of my waist and kept me in place. He attacked my asshole as if it was the final meal he’d ever have.

I had never had my ass eaten before and I knew I would always have it eaten going forward. His tongue pushed inside of me, and I felt my hole widen just a little. All I could do was sit there and let him eat me for all I was worth. It felt so good my balls were tingling with pleasure.

He pulled his tongue out and before I could register anything I felt his dick. He pressed the head against my hole, teasing me for a few moments. Finally, he pushed in. It felt like my ass was on fire and it throbbed. I bit down on the pillow. He continued pushing more inside of me.

I screamed, “Fuck!”

“Yeah, that’s a warm hole. I’m the first person inside of you. I’m gonna make this so good for both of us.”

He started to rock his hips and fuck me. He slapped my ass and I lurched myself back taking more of his dick. It was accidental but amazing, nevertheless. He grabbed my waist and began to plow my sweet ass.

I was so far gone he could have done anything he liked to me. The sound of my ass cheeks being clapped filled my ears. His breathing became intense. My body went calm and the muscles in my ass relaxed.

I became an active participant in my seduction. Instinctively I started to throw my ass back on him. He let me do the work of feeding him what I hoped was the best piece of ass he had ever had. My hole became so slippery his dick slipped out.

He flipped me on my back. I spread my legs as he spit on his dick. He slid right back into my freshly opened ass. In this position, I could truly feel his balls slapping my ass. We made eye contact and I felt so vulnerable but safe.

As he drove his dick in and out of me, he said, “This is how I claim pussy that’s been kept from me for months. You knew what I wanted from day one.”

“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.” I said, surprising myself and him as well.

“You better not. You’re mine now.”

He slowed down his assault on my precious ass. He slowly stroked me making me feel every inch of him. My ass contracted with each stroke. My walls clung to him like an addict. He leaned down and kissed me with all his soul as he continued to fuck me.

The pleasure felt amazing, but I was also kind of scared. I was scared to see what he was like when he made love because his fucking was making me fall in love.

He pulled his dick out and sucked my balls right into his mouth. My leg started to shake. I couldn’t take it. I pushed him away. His dick was dripping with my juices. I wanted to taste me. I swallowed his cock down my throat.

As I cleaned my insides off him, he fingered me like I was a desperate whore. The taste of my own body was mind-blowing. I could have stayed down there forever, but he wanted more of me.

He laid back on the sofa and I slowly sat down on his cock. He slid in so smoothly. I knew my insides he been made over to fit only him at that point. Quickly I started to bounce up and down on his cock. It felt like he had gotten fatter inside of me.

I stopped bouncing and worked my ass all the way down, till I was sitting on his thighs. I started riding him like a horse at the Kentucky Derby. We were both screaming out obscenities.

His dick was in my back. I had never felt something so incredible before. I leaned down and kissed him. As our tongues wrestled, I spit in his mouth.

“Nasty fucker. I’m gonna put all my nut so deep in your ass,” he said in this nasty, yet sexual voice.

I couldn’t hold back anymore. My dick was aching for a release. I started to jerk myself as he continued to plow my ass. A few short minutes later, my cock erupted. It was like watching Mt. Saint Helen’s erupt. Cum flowed from me like fresh lava from the earth. I coated us both with it. He sucked the cum off my fingers.

The ride wasn’t over. He gripped my hips and started lifting me up and down. I didn’t need any instructions. I took over and started working my ass muscles on his cock. He kicked his legs out and let out a scream. His eyes rolled into the back of his head. It was like watching a man be possessed by the devil himself. Only it wasn’t the devil taking over him, it was me. I was coming into my own and learning the power of my ass.

“I’m gonna fucking cum in you! Oh! My! Fucking! God!” He shouted like a madman.

Hot liquid filled me. His cum attached itself to my walls. He kept screaming and his dick kept pulsing and releasing semen inside of me.

After a moment his body relaxed, and his release was finally over. I leaned down and kissed him as I continued to slowly grind on his cock. His dick finally lost its firmness and fell out of my hole. I felt his cum run out of me.

“Damn Gibril, what did you do to my ass?”

He laughed.

“I made you mine.”

“How does a twenty-year-old learn to fuck like that?’

He brought my forehead down to his and stared into my eyes and then he said, “Just wait till I make love to you.”

And then just like that my heart skipped a beat and I had to catch my breath. Like I said, I used to be straight. Now I’m just his and I’m pretty sure he’s mine!

THE END