Exploring Adam 5 - Sex Stories

Exploring Adam 5

... think much about it after the fact, but it stayed with me." "Okay ... so how do you go from being turned on by a story to hooking up with someone online and sucking him off?" "No, no, no," I laughed. "Your turn. When did YOU first suspect you preferred boys?" "Oh, I think I've always known," he replied shyly. "Like I said, I always had a huge crush on you. It made me happy whenever you'd come over to hang with Doug. So I always knew." "But I'm your first?" "Well, mostly." "Mostly?" I pretended to be shocked, and he laughed. "I had a friend in junior high," he said. "Sandy. He taught me to jerk off. He'd come over and we'd hang out in my room, and eventually we'd take our dicks out. He always wanted to talk about girls ... who was a slut, who had big tits, that sort of thing. I obliged, but only because it made him hard to talk about pussy and tits. He had a really nice cock. Then we'd jerk off, and he always wanted to make sure we came at the same time. He'd do this countdown thing ... started at five down to one." "Did you ever jerk each other off?" "Oh, yes. That was my favourite thing." He paused, and ran his fingers up my chest. "A few times we were upstairs when you were hanging out with Doug, drinking beer in the backyard. I always imagined it was your cock I was holding, then." I thought for a long moment. "Holy shit. I remember this guy Sandy. Short, blocky guy? Blond hair?" "That's him," Adam replied, delighted. "Wow." I thought about those times, sitting out on ...

... Doug's back patio, drinking his father's beer, laughing and talking. And now I was fucking his younger brother. Somehow the thought didn't fill me with guilt at all, but rather managed to turn me on a little. "So you two were jerking each other off while we were downstairs." "Yup," he laughed. "But you didn't suck each other?" "No. I really, really wanted to. But Sandy said that would be faggy. Kissing was out for the same reason." I laughed out loud. "Well, don't judge him too harshly. My first hookup, we were both pretty clear we wanted no kissing." "You don't seem to mind it now," he said throatily, rolling over and kissing me deeply. Feeling his tongue slide past my lips made my cock twitch. "I like kissing YOU," I said. I ran my hand down his side, brushing over his hardening cock. But he pulled away slightly, looking at me challengingly. "So you wouldn't kiss another man?" The question caught me by surprise. "Would that bother you?" He paused for a few seconds. "I don't know. I mean, this is all new to me, and all new to you." "Yes, it is," I said. "I've never felt this kind of desire for another man. I've never really felt desire for another man, period, if you except my experiments in sucking cock. Even now, I don't think I would see a gorgeous man on the street and have my head turn the way it would with a woman. Does that bother you?" He thought again. "I really don't know," he said. "It's different for me. I've always liked boys. Men. Women do nothing for me. Am I just ...