I never thought I'd end up here. Straight as they come, or so I figured. Twenty-eight, dated plenty of women, fucked them good and rough when I wanted. Then my roommate Jake started looking at me different after a few beers one night. We were both single, living in that cheap two-bedroom, and one thing led to another fast.
It started with him saying he was horny as hell and no chick around. I laughed it off until he grabbed his crotch and asked if I ever wondered what a guy's mouth felt like. I told him to fuck off, but my dick twitched anyway. He noticed. Next thing, he was on his knees in front of the couch, yanking my shorts down. My cock was already half-hard from the talk. He didn't ask again. He just swallowed me whole.
Fuck, that wet heat hit different. His tongue worked the underside while his hand pumped the base. I grabbed his head without thinking, hips bucking. "Suck it harder, man," I grunted. He did. Spit ran down my balls. I came in his mouth in under two minutes, shooting thick ropes while he swallowed every drop. I sat there breathing heavy, thinking that was it. But Jake stood up, dick tenting his sweats, and said it was my turn.
I hesitated. Told him I wasn't gay. He just smirked and pulled his cock out. Thick, veiny, bigger than mine.
"Just try it. No one's watching." I got on my knees. The smell hit me first, musky and male. I licked the head like he told me. Salty. Then I took more, gagging when it hit the back of my throat. Jake held my hair and fucked my mouth slow at first, then harder. "That's it, straight boy. Choke on it." I jerked myself while he used my face. When he pulled out and shot across my tongue and chest, I came again without touching anything else.
We didn't stop there. He bent me over the arm of the couch later that night. Lube from somewhere, fingers stretching my ass while I cursed and pushed back. It burned at first, then felt full in a way pussy never did. When he slid his cock in, I saw stars. He fucked me steady and deep, balls slapping, one hand reaching around to stroke me. I came on the floor while he unloaded inside me, hot and thick.
After that, it became regular. Shower blowjobs before work. Me riding him on the living room floor while we watched games. He called me his str8 guy slut and I stopped correcting him. The first time I asked him to fuck me raw again, he laughed and did it twice in a row. My ass stayed sore for days and I still wanted more.
Now when women hit on me at bars I think about Jake's cock instead. I still like tits and pussy, but nothing beats getting bent over and used like that. Straight or not, I get hard the second he walks in the door.
