Hey,
I want to start this off by disclaiming that I am in no way a writer and that this isn't to be taken as a serious piece of literature. I simply want to share my experience with you all.
This is based on true events from my past.
Thanks, Dominic.
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As an openly gay man, all of my closest friends have been female since I came out. The only friendships I had with guys were those of my friend's boyfriends. Out of all the men, my friends have dated I found myself crushing on one, in particular, James.
James was about 5'9" with short jet black spiked hair. He was a charming football player type who was about a year older than me and my friends. He had a lean muscled body and nicely toned legs and arse. Me, I was also around 6'2" with short blond hair. My body wasn't as lean and athletic but I was a stronger and bigger build with bulkier muscles that came from being a bit of a gym rat.
It was the autumn of 2017 and my friends and I had all gone our separate ways with us all heading to different universities all around the UK. I had got into my first choice, University of Manchester, which also happened to be the same University that James was studying at. A happy accident in my opinion.
I didn't know anyone else in the Manchester area so James offered to show me around and let me hang out with his mates. Within a few weeks, I'd been fully adopted into James' friendship group and myself and James had become close friends.
James was the type of guy who would jokingly flirt with everyone although I suspected he would avoid flirting with me due to my sexuality, but to my surprise, he started aiming his jokes towards me and I was always more than happy to flirt back. Over my first semester we formed a routine; On a Friday night he would come to hang out at my accommodation, we would Skype Meg, my friend, and his girlfriend, and then afterwards we would have a few beers and just joke around.
Like usual James arrived at around 8 pm and we began to hang out, once we were finished talking to Meg we were both already a bit tipsy as we had been drinking throughout our call however we convinced each other to continue drinking and the night went from there.
After a few more hours of drinking in my bedroom, James picked up my laptop from my bedside table and turned to look at me with a drunken grin on his face. "Wanna watch some porn?" He slurred. I didn't know what to say, Was he joking? I subconsciously started to picture James jerking off in my bed, I felt my cock begin to harden in my pants.
In my arousal, I decided to throw caution to the wind and see how far I could take this. I met his eyes and nodded my head, I took the laptop out of his hands and entered the password. As I handed the laptop back to him I noticed that he had taken off his jeans and was now laying in his boxers on my bed. I copied his actions and stripped down to my briefs and led next to him.
"What are you into?" He asked me whilst he was scrolling through the different videos. I took a second to consider my answer before I mumbled "Group sex" in a hazy voice. I heard James hum in approval and watched as he selected one of the orgy videos.
My hand was out of sight playing with my rapidly hardening cock. I knew he was doing the same. We both set there for some time jerking off, my eyes darting between the porn and the tent in James' boxers.
"Do you mind if I take my pants off? They're too tight." I asked, my cock already leaking pre-cum. Rather than answering me, James silently took his boxers off. Taking this as a yes to my question I matched his actions and soon enough we were both back to pumping our cocks.
His cock was uncut, just like mine, about 6" and curved towards him, it was perfectly thick with just the right amount of veins and ridges. I soon realised I had been staring but when I looked up I was surprised to see that James was doing the same.