Fun Facts about Fucking - Sex Stories

Fun Facts about Fucking

... a separate person started to fade. Suddenly his cock, his balls, his entire body felt like they were mine to do whatever I wanted with. As long as it felt good that moronic, fucking notion of gay and straight was no longer an issue.

He hadn't showered yet. The scent of his sweat, salt air and precum wasn't all bad. Actually, all these years later I still have a pretty complete sense memory of what that combination of elements smelled like. I started to form a random thought about what it would be like to suck his cock. He was about the same size as me but thicker. How hard would it be to wrap my mouth around his glistening purple head...? At this point we were full on exchanging hand jobs. Was there an setting on the Kinsey scale where our status would jump from two horny straight guys jerking off to full on antique shopping, musical theater listening fags? I didn't have to wait long. He surprised me by dropping down to his knees, sat in front of me between my legs and took my cock into his mouth.

Having my best friend suck my cock was never anything I fantasized about but stranded on the Jersey shore, with nothing to do but watch reruns of Mr. Ed and have the kind of quiet, self consciously discreet sex with my wife (small house, thin walls, sound travels) I was suddenly aware of the waves of pressure that had been building up in my balls. That frustration had given me a new perspective. And to be honest, while sex with Lisa was amazing, blowjobs were never her ...

... strong suit. She was a petite little thing with a sweet, tiny mouth and an oversized gag reflex. A lot of her going down on me meant holding back the impulses to let go. Dave had no such limits. A minute after he started going down on me I was full on fucking his face so hard I was starting to cum.

I thought he was going to pull away but he seemed dedicated to taking this to completion. I get nostalgic thinking about how much cum I could generate back then. Or remember what it looked like spilling out of his mouth and coating his face and lips and how touching it was to see him devotedly licking the rest of it off my cock.

Fun fact #87. Men completely lose interest in sex immediately after an orgasm. The dreaded refractory period. Doesn't last long but pretty much impossible to ignore for a few minutes. Must be some kind of cosmic joke right? We spend 99% of our time thinking about how and when and with whom we're going to get laid and once we finally do, suddenly it's the farthest thing from our minds.

Poor Dave. I think he fully expected for me to return the favor but suddenly the whole idea of me touching him at all was completely out of the question. I knew myself well enough to know that the feeling would pass in a few minutes but what the fuck was I suppose to do in the meanwhile? I was trying to come up with a plan and an apology when I heard the sound of Lisa's car grinding onto the gravel driveway. She was sure to be loaded up with shopping bags. By the time she ...