Great storytelling. Looking forward to reading more.
TOTALLY TRUE-FRIENDSHIP WITH STRAIGHT FRIEND, CLAY
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Awesome story - please keep sharing. Appreciate you!!
Time for the next series of events...
I don't remember how I ran into Clay again, after not seeing him for almost a year. It might have been a party, but it also might have been him just contacting me out of the blue to get together. We caught up over a lunch. Clay looked even cuter than before...he was growing into his looks...his baby face filling out. He had grown out his hair a bit and it was a little wild. He was so glad to see me that he gave me a huge hug that lasted longer than a hug usually lasts. We had lunch and caught up--him and Obstacle were still together but they were allowing each other a little space towards openness in the relationship. So far Clay had only made out with some other woman at a party. Our time and conversation together was effortless--both of us remembering some of our crazy experiences together. Then Clay starts complaining about his knee--how it had been giving him trouble. I asked him if he wanted to get together for a massage night again and he quickly agreed.
I was excited. I got the massage stuff together--I cleaned and pressed the sheets, I found some interesting candles, I bought some arnica massage oil, picked out the perfect music--and I was ready for whatever happened. Of course, he had also told me that Obstacle was jealous of me and that it was going to take a while for her to trust me again. Clay came over, gave me another great hug--he had broiught some MDMA and thought it would be fun to use again with massage. So we dosed and pretty soon we were both in a fun, dreamy state. He got serious and told me that he had really missed seeing me. He said it was a tough situation with him and Obstacle because he had to respect her wishes--even when he didn't want to. He looked into my eyes and I honestly thought he was going to kiss me. But he just stared into me for a long time and then hugged me.
He worked on me while he was completely naked. He even got on the tablle and sat on top of me while massaging my chest. We used lots of the expensive oil and soon we were kind of slippery. We were having a great time and the music we were plahing was really working. We took a break and hung out in the living room. I saw Clay get serious as he sat next to me. "Ah--I'd really like to hook up again tonight but I couldn't unless I get (Obstacle's) permission." He paused and looked me in the eye again. "I'd really like to do this so I'm going to call and ask her." This made me nervous. It was all going to rest on Obstacle--she'd never say yes--why would she? Clay called but didn't reach her. A few minutes later he called her again, couldn't reach her and left her a detailed message. He walked out of the room (still naked) and I heard him say on his message, "I really want to do this so please call back and let me know if its ok." After he hung up he speculated if she was already asleep or out with friends. We waited but she didn't call back and after a half an hour we went back to doing massage.
Clay got on the massage table. I started with him face down on the table. His ass really was perfect--so full and athletic and firm...just a little bit of hair. I massaged his back and his legs and I briefly went over his ass--I didn't want to be provacative. But then Clay bobbed his head up and asked, "Any reason that you're avoiding my ass?" I told him I was just trying to be respectful. He told me not to worry, just to work it. So I started rubbing his cheeks with my palms. I had more oil in my hand and I really started rubbing his ass cheeks. He yelled out, "That's more like it!" And we laughed. So I really went to town on his ass...I played the bongo drums on them....and I moved my hand across his cheeks and down towards his hole. He started moaning. So I moved my hand closer to his hole. He lifed his body up so that my hand would do further between his legs. I moved my body so that I was facing towards his hole. I slid a slippery, oily finger into his wet hole. He was super tight. He sqeaked as my finger went in him. "Been a while" Clay said. I asked him if any other guy has fucked him--he said no. My finger went in him deeper, then two fingers. He start riding my fingers, moving with them, pushing me to go deeper. I looked over and couldn't believe that I was fingering my straight friend and that he was writhing from the movement of my fingers. "Water...I need some water," he whispered. This was signaling it was time for a break. He got off the table. I wasn't sure how he was going to react to this but he walked over and gave me an unabashed naked hug. He looked at me again and told me that he loved me. I told him I loved him too. I knew that it wasnt' a romantic love he was talking about...but more a love of this bond that we shared--a deep appreciation for each other. I was giving him a safe space to experiment in--and he was giving me his openness and his trust. There was just one obstaacle. And that was Obstacle. She had decided, most likely tactical...not to return her boyfriend's 'high as a kite' phone request. I asked him what he wanted to do. He deferred and asked me what I wanted to do. "I can't decide this," I told him, "I'm not dating Obstacle. She's not my friend. And no disrespect, but I don't even really like her." Clay laughed--I was glad I hadn't offened him. So we waited and hung out. Had a few shots. But then I sort of saw that Clay was going through a rituat--he did another line of Molly, changed the music and filled up his water glass. He excused himself to go to the bathroom. I sat and waited for him. I started getting shaky...I wanted to fuck him so badly...and I know he wanted it too. But he wasn't going to risk another problem with his girlfriend. Maybe if we didn't have sex we could just be sensual with each other and maybe jack off at the end? Or maybe he was already getting dressed and getting ready to leave. He was in there for a lunch time. Finally I heard the door open. Clay walked out. Naked. With a full hard-on. "Let's keep going," he said. He noticed my surprise. "I promise that I"ll tell her and I really think she'll be ok with it."
He got onto the massage table, on his all 4's. I told him to show me his ass. He grabbed his cheeks and spread them for me. I put my face in between his legs and started sucking his rock hard cock. I had his pink hole in my face while sucking his dick. He was going crazy, moaning. "I'm gonna cum, stop" Clay yelled out. I stopped and moved my cock near his ass, He moved his ass closer to my cock and in a moment it just glided in. All the fingering I had performed was paying off. He had me slow down, but pretty soon I was just thrusting into him. Clay started going crazy...he started yeling out for me to fuck him harder. I keep pushing into him deeper. Then I decided to turn him over, on his back. He moved to his side and started sucking my cock, forcefully. It was as if he was prepcaring my cock for battle--he got me as hard as I have ever been. Then I broke away, swing his legs in the air and starting fucking him again. I knew this was our best position. He was athletic enough to hold up his muscular legs and strong enough to push towards me as I pushed into him. He was plunging me deeper into his hot young ass. I grabbed his hard cock...he was dripping precum. I leaned towards him and licked it off the tip of his dick. I started rubbing his cock while I fucked him but he quickly pulled my hand away. "One more touch and I'm going to explode". So I kept fucking him and he was losing his mind...sometimes making sounds like he was in pain, sometimes making sounds of complete bliss. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and he grabbed hold of his dick, jerked off for about two seconds before he slot his load all over my head so that it was dripping a bit onto my chest. I just dropped on top of him in a mess of cum and sweat and sexy massage lotion. "Wow, we're really good at this together," he said. "But I don't think its going to happen again. At least while I'm with Obstacle.." I was disappoitned because I could do this every day of the week with him. We hung out, watched some TV, had some ramen. He stayed competely naked most of the night till it got too cold and he through a blanket over his naked body. Whatever this guy was--straight, bi, gay, curious...I was totally engaged with him.
But Obstacle still seemed to remain an obstacle. But there was something that neither Clay or I knew.....at that time. Obstacle wasn't at home sleeping, as she claimed she was. She wasn't sitting at home trying to figure out how she got into this mess. She wasn't out with the girls. She was having a secret sexual night of her own. But we didn't find that out till much later.
Hope you enjoyed this section. Again, this is totally true, except for the names. If you enjoyed it, please Like It...or even comment on it and it will encourge me to tell you about what happened next....
I don't remember how I ran into Clay again, after not seeing him for almost a year. It might have been a party, but it also might have been him just contacting me out of the blue to get together. We caught up over a lunch. Clay looked even cuter than before...he was growing into his looks...his baby face filling out. He had grown out his hair a bit and it was a little wild. He was so glad to see me that he gave me a huge hug that lasted longer than a hug usually lasts. We had lunch and caught up--him and Obstacle were still together but they were allowing each other a little space towards openness in the relationship. So far Clay had only made out with some other woman at a party. Our time and conversation together was effortless--both of us remembering some of our crazy experiences together. Then Clay starts complaining about his knee--how it had been giving him trouble. I asked him if he wanted to get together for a massage night again and he quickly agreed.
I was excited. I got the massage stuff together--I cleaned and pressed the sheets, I found some interesting candles, I bought some arnica massage oil, picked out the perfect music--and I was ready for whatever happened. Of course, he had also told me that Obstacle was jealous of me and that it was going to take a while for her to trust me again. Clay came over, gave me another great hug--he had broiught some MDMA and thought it would be fun to use again with massage. So we dosed and pretty soon we were both in a fun, dreamy state. He got serious and told me that he had really missed seeing me. He said it was a tough situation with him and Obstacle because he had to respect her wishes--even when he didn't want to. He looked into my eyes and I honestly thought he was going to kiss me. But he just stared into me for a long time and then hugged me.
He worked on me while he was completely naked. He even got on the tablle and sat on top of me while massaging my chest. We used lots of the expensive oil and soon we were kind of slippery. We were having a great time and the music we were plahing was really working. We took a break and hung out in the living room. I saw Clay get serious as he sat next to me. "Ah--I'd really like to hook up again tonight but I couldn't unless I get (Obstacle's) permission." He paused and looked me in the eye again. "I'd really like to do this so I'm going to call and ask her." This made me nervous. It was all going to rest on Obstacle--she'd never say yes--why would she? Clay called but didn't reach her. A few minutes later he called her again, couldn't reach her and left her a detailed message. He walked out of the room (still naked) and I heard him say on his message, "I really want to do this so please call back and let me know if its ok." After he hung up he speculated if she was already asleep or out with friends. We waited but she didn't call back and after a half an hour we went back to doing massage.
Clay got on the massage table. I started with him face down on the table. His ass really was perfect--so full and athletic and firm...just a little bit of hair. I massaged his back and his legs and I briefly went over his ass--I didn't want to be provacative. But then Clay bobbed his head up and asked, "Any reason that you're avoiding my ass?" I told him I was just trying to be respectful. He told me not to worry, just to work it. So I started rubbing his cheeks with my palms. I had more oil in my hand and I really started rubbing his ass cheeks. He yelled out, "That's more like it!" And we laughed. So I really went to town on his ass...I played the bongo drums on them....and I moved my hand across his cheeks and down towards his hole. He started moaning. So I moved my hand closer to his hole. He lifed his body up so that my hand would do further between his legs. I moved my body so that I was facing towards his hole. I slid a slippery, oily finger into his wet hole. He was super tight. He sqeaked as my finger went in him. "Been a while" Clay said. I asked him if any other guy has fucked him--he said no. My finger went in him deeper, then two fingers. He start riding my fingers, moving with them, pushing me to go deeper. I looked over and couldn't believe that I was fingering my straight friend and that he was writhing from the movement of my fingers. "Water...I need some water," he whispered. This was signaling it was time for a break. He got off the table. I wasn't sure how he was going to react to this but he walked over and gave me an unabashed naked hug. He looked at me again and told me that he loved me. I told him I loved him too. I knew that it wasnt' a romantic love he was talking about...but more a love of this bond that we shared--a deep appreciation for each other. I was giving him a safe space to experiment in--and he was giving me his openness and his trust. There was just one obstaacle. And that was Obstacle. She had decided, most likely tactical...not to return her boyfriend's 'high as a kite' phone request. I asked him what he wanted to do. He deferred and asked me what I wanted to do. "I can't decide this," I told him, "I'm not dating Obstacle. She's not my friend. And no disrespect, but I don't even really like her." Clay laughed--I was glad I hadn't offened him. So we waited and hung out. Had a few shots. But then I sort of saw that Clay was going through a rituat--he did another line of Molly, changed the music and filled up his water glass. He excused himself to go to the bathroom. I sat and waited for him. I started getting shaky...I wanted to fuck him so badly...and I know he wanted it too. But he wasn't going to risk another problem with his girlfriend. Maybe if we didn't have sex we could just be sensual with each other and maybe jack off at the end? Or maybe he was already getting dressed and getting ready to leave. He was in there for a lunch time. Finally I heard the door open. Clay walked out. Naked. With a full hard-on. "Let's keep going," he said. He noticed my surprise. "I promise that I"ll tell her and I really think she'll be ok with it."
He got onto the massage table, on his all 4's. I told him to show me his ass. He grabbed his cheeks and spread them for me. I put my face in between his legs and started sucking his rock hard cock. I had his pink hole in my face while sucking his dick. He was going crazy, moaning. "I'm gonna cum, stop" Clay yelled out. I stopped and moved my cock near his ass, He moved his ass closer to my cock and in a moment it just glided in. All the fingering I had performed was paying off. He had me slow down, but pretty soon I was just thrusting into him. Clay started going crazy...he started yeling out for me to fuck him harder. I keep pushing into him deeper. Then I decided to turn him over, on his back. He moved to his side and started sucking my cock, forcefully. It was as if he was prepcaring my cock for battle--he got me as hard as I have ever been. Then I broke away, swing his legs in the air and starting fucking him again. I knew this was our best position. He was athletic enough to hold up his muscular legs and strong enough to push towards me as I pushed into him. He was plunging me deeper into his hot young ass. I grabbed his hard cock...he was dripping precum. I leaned towards him and licked it off the tip of his dick. I started rubbing his cock while I fucked him but he quickly pulled my hand away. "One more touch and I'm going to explode". So I kept fucking him and he was losing his mind...sometimes making sounds like he was in pain, sometimes making sounds of complete bliss. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and he grabbed hold of his dick, jerked off for about two seconds before he slot his load all over my head so that it was dripping a bit onto my chest. I just dropped on top of him in a mess of cum and sweat and sexy massage lotion. "Wow, we're really good at this together," he said. "But I don't think its going to happen again. At least while I'm with Obstacle.." I was disappoitned because I could do this every day of the week with him. We hung out, watched some TV, had some ramen. He stayed competely naked most of the night till it got too cold and he through a blanket over his naked body. Whatever this guy was--straight, bi, gay, curious...I was totally engaged with him.
But Obstacle still seemed to remain an obstacle. But there was something that neither Clay or I knew.....at that time. Obstacle wasn't at home sleeping, as she claimed she was. She wasn't sitting at home trying to figure out how she got into this mess. She wasn't out with the girls. She was having a secret sexual night of her own. But we didn't find that out till much later.
Hope you enjoyed this section. Again, this is totally true, except for the names. If you enjoyed it, please Like It...or even comment on it and it will encourge me to tell you about what happened next....
I just jerked off on this. So unbelievably hot.
Thanks for those of you who have enjoyed and supported me telling about my experiences with Clay. There are still a lot of tales to tell...some very hot, and some difficult times. I also apologize about the typos, I was wanting to get this out to y'all and didn't do a good spellcheck.
Some people have asked for photos. I'm nervous about photos because even though I doubt Clay will ever see this site (he's not into porn at all)...someone I know or he knows might read this and recognize him. I'm already taking a risk by posting these. BUT, I do feel comfortable doing this....as a thank you to the readers here, I will send a hot photo of Clay's amazing ass to the first five people who write to me in a private note. You must have liked my post and you also promise not to post this private photo here or anywhere or share it. This is just for you. And only through private message. I'll send the photo out later today. If you don't receive the photo then you weren't one of the first five. I won't be sending them THIS TIME, beyond the first five...but if people keep reading, liking and commenting on this thread, it will encourge me to do more updates and give more photos.
Thanks guys and happy weekend.
Some people have asked for photos. I'm nervous about photos because even though I doubt Clay will ever see this site (he's not into porn at all)...someone I know or he knows might read this and recognize him. I'm already taking a risk by posting these. BUT, I do feel comfortable doing this....as a thank you to the readers here, I will send a hot photo of Clay's amazing ass to the first five people who write to me in a private note. You must have liked my post and you also promise not to post this private photo here or anywhere or share it. This is just for you. And only through private message. I'll send the photo out later today. If you don't receive the photo then you weren't one of the first five. I won't be sending them THIS TIME, beyond the first five...but if people keep reading, liking and commenting on this thread, it will encourge me to do more updates and give more photos.
Thanks guys and happy weekend.
ridemytongue
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i never comment on things on this site, but this ongoing story really struck a chord with me. i’m still in my thirties, and this makes me want to cry - reminding me of so many of my experiences with these types of guys in my life - and the frustrations, the ecstasies, the obstacles, the things that could have been, and the bonds that only a man can have with another man… it’s so very touching
Yes, trusting that these are true stories of real experiences, I am definitely interested in reading more about your adventures with Clay.
Thanks both of you for your kind words. I'm really glad that this writing means something to people. These are true stories, although I have needed to change a few items here and there....but Clay is still someone in my life, my most recent massage encounter with him was about a month ago and we had dinner about two weeks ago. Our friendship has gone to some very surprising places and there are times when we have both felt real affection for each other. We'd never end up together...the age difference is one reason but also because he is mostly interested in women. I will keep writing these events as long as there is interest from people on this board. I hope that people get either really turned on...or emotionally connected to this rather unique friendship. Although a handful of friends know the story, I like writing the story here because I enjoy sharing it. I've thought about writing all of this in longer form....a slightly fictionalized version of the true events, but I wasn't sure if there would be an audience for it. For right now, this seems like the perfect place to talk about my adventures with Clay and some of the other hot straight guys I've enjoyed.
To me is definitely the best story i ever read on lpsg. Keep going
I just have one question: besides the friendship, was there also any romantic attraction between you and Clay?
I have a question too... Did you ever end up including a girl into one of your sex nights for Clay's pleasure? Like you were initially planning with Obstacle...
There will definitely be more. It takes some time to go back to my notes and remember how things went down...I will take on the next chapter fairly soon. Now, to answer your questions...
1. No, there was never a romantic angle with Clay and I....he has sometimes said...'no romantic shit'...which I think just means that he doesn't think of dating or falling in love with a guy...its just an outlet for sex. But...when we are in the middle of our evenings, he will sometimes walk up to me, face to face and stare me in the eye without saying a word. I stare back. I don't know exactly what these glances mean...other than it is him connecting with me on some larger level. And when he's pretty high he likes to come up to me, give me a naked hug and tell me that he loves me. Those moments really melt my heart.
2. In terms of adding a woman...I don't like to reveal plot points as I enjoy telling the story in the order that it happened. For those of you wanting to have sex with your straight friends though, this is the easiest way....find a woman who would be into both of you...then watch what happens.....
More soon...Happy Memorial Day!
Was it difficult for you not to get carried away by your feelings or were you able to remain detached and see it only as something sexual?
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