Two straight guys are gay for each other
We just clicked together, I think that's the best explanation how we came to be.
I first saw him in college. We were doing some field work and I got paired with him. I was very discreet about my bisexual orientation, at least that was what I was at that time. He was just my type, the twinky cute slim guy with a very nice sweet smile and smiling eyes that brightened up the already bright day.
We shared the same lame and shallow jokes and my heart swelled whenever I made him giggle. I loved hearing his soft chuckles and his cute eyes. I restrained myself and gathered all the strength that I could muster to keep me from jumping him, dominate him, bend him over and punish him for being the beautiful twink that he was.
He was straight, apparently, and in our side of the town, there was a big force of homophobia. I tried to hint to him that I was wanting to have sex with him, not beating around the bush, but we always talked about the girls and stuff guys talked about. At one time, I put my arms around his shoulder and we walked coyly. That was all that happened between us.
We separated ways after that field work and never saw each other again. I had relationships here and there, finished college, found work, and kept that part of me hidden from everybody, even myself. The memory of him faded, years passed by, and then there he was. I didn't recognize him at first, even the feeling I forgot. I had the same reaction though, which was a ping in my crotch, and a slight engorging of my cock.
He volunteered at the building I was working. We casually talked, but it seemed he didn't recognize me, not even the smallest hint of "Hey, where have I seen you before?" I tried to capture that moment where I saw him first. Everytime we exchanged pleasantries, I kept having this feeling that I knew him, but somehow I couldn't figure out who or how.
We worked side by side at one time and my attraction to him grew stronger. He was kind and gentle and appeared to be caring. Do you know that feeling where you just met a person but you just "click" so you kind of talk and share with each other like you are the best of friends? Happened between us. We immediately clicked and shared with each other things that otherwise we wouldn't have.
He just told me randomly that they had a comfortable life until his father died, where finances for them became very hard. Then his mother contracted diabetes and that him, being the only child, had to take care of her. Then it clicked to me when at the 100th time I stared at his beautiful face and his sweet lips, it was him, that guy, that twink that invaded my fantasies ten years past.
It all came back to me. I told him about that field work where we met and he remembered. "That was you?" he said and laughed. We also talked about those old days and what we did between then and now. Stuff, stuff. Good old days. I invited him for a beer after work. We went straight to a bar and talked some more. I love hearing his soft voice, which hasn't changed over the years. I remembered his smile, it didn't change and I remembered that strong urge within me to jump him and dominate him.
"I could be your daddy, if you like," those were my recurrent thoughts whenever he talked about how he missed his dad. Whenever we had the same schedule at work, we would go to the bar after work and drink beer, eat some fats, and talk. It wasn't long when I invited him to visit my home. It took me a lot of courage to do so. It was after I got a hint that he was somewhat also into me. Let's just call it the gaydar.
We were just talking about things when randomly, he shared he never had a girlfriend in the past and only had casual relationships. I felt his persistence in knowing something about my lovelife, as he asked me quite a few times if I had a girlfriend at the time. I was having a rocky long distance relationship with a girl who had to go somewhere else for work. She was always getting jealous and so needy and clingy that I was getting tired even just the thought of her.
I invited him home and he agreed to come. I was so nervous and excited that my hands were shaking. I swallowed so hard so many times and breathed deeply to calm myself. We ate dinner at home, and talked. I loved talking to him and it was driving me wild the thoughts that I had.
"Let me be your daddy," my thoughts running wild whenever I had the free time to fantasize about him and me. Even though I was only three years older than him, I wanted to be his daddy. I wanted to fill that emptiness he was feeling, both metaphorically and shallowly, as in you know, fill his ass or throat with my throbbing dick.
Then it happened. I don't know how or why. My cock was so throbbing it was blurring my judgment when I leaned down and kissed his lips. We were sat on the sofa watching a movie one late afternoon. He was laughing and making me horny. He always had that bright hopeful glint in his eyes that I got lost completely that time. I leaned on to him and kissed his lips.
I didn't have any excuse and my brain got back inside my skull as soon as I realized my lips were on his. It was heaven, at the same time hell. But again, there was that click and he opened his mouth and he tasted my lips. His pink tongue licking my lower lip, then softly suckle it. I kissed him and licked him gently at first, before I greedily sucked his lips and tasted his sweet saliva.
I pushed him down and laid on top of him as I fed him my own mouth juice, at the same time drinking his. My thoughts, if ever I had even one at the time, were running so fast and wild. "This is it, this is it!" It's all I could remember as pinned him down and dry humped him.
I had my mouth locked on his as he moaned softly, and I aggressively. I wanted him, I would fuck him, fill his asshole with my fat dick, fill his guts with my love juice, all the juice that was pent up ages ago. I would own him, dominate him.
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