He swore up and down that If I just gave it a chance, I'd see that it was just the same, if not better.
"Nah, nigga, I ain't with that gay shit." I slurred to myself as he leaned on his kitchen's island.
"You ain't gotta be gay to try it for yourself." He said, staring directly into my eyes.
I couldn't believe this shit was happening. "Just try it. Hell, I bet that shit feels even better." he said, reaching over to the bottle of Crown Royal and pouring himself another shot.
What is "it" that he spoke of?
Fucking someone in the ass. His ass to be precise.
Khalen, my workout partner and frat brother swore up and down that his ass was wetter and tighter than any pussy that I'd fucked. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't noticed that his ass was fat and round, but until he made those statements during a night of drinking at his place, I wouldn't have seen any of this coming.
Khalen was a physical specimen - in undergrad, we pulled bitches together, hell, he'd introduced me to my now fiancΓ©e. So imagine how crazy it was, after having taken 7 or 8 shots together, hearing this hyper masculine brotha tell me all about how his ass could grip my dick better than my girl Tameka's pussy ever could was throwing me for a loop.
Imagine how confused I was, hearing him say this.
Imagine how confused I was when I found my dick getting hard.
I don't know how it happened, but Khalen convinced me to give it a try. Somehow, through the art of seduction, I found myself standing at the edge of Khalen's bed, feeling my heart pulse like crazy. I couldn't think and I was nervous, as the most sexy, caramel body I'd ever seen laid in front of me, naked, I was confused because it was the body of another brotha, my frat brother.
Even though I was straight and engaged, I wasn't about to deny myself the possible pleasure of...testing Khalen's theory.
I needed to know if his ass felt the same, or better than my girl's pussy.