Straight friends first time
Two Best Friends Get Down One Night
"Your turn," I said as I watched my cock come out of his mouth.
He climbed back up to the top of the bed and laid his head back on the pillow while I rolled over and got myself down to his dick.
"I can't believe I'm about to act this," I thought to myself.
What I thought was strange though is that I wanted to do it. I grabbed his dick and looked at it while I gently stroked it, then I put it in my mouth. I ran my tongue down it and made sure to lick under the head where I knew I'm sensitive.
"Fuck it, I might as well do a good career, not like being bad at it is gonna make it any less gay," I thought.
I tried to do it love I saw the girls in the porn movies I observe do it. I deep-throated his cock while rubbing his balls. I was a lot more comfortable with all this than I thought I would be. I then started to taste a salty taste.
"Did he cum?" I thought to myself. "No, I would have felt it and there would be more, that's pre-cum."
As soon as I had that thought he pulled back pulling his dick out of my mouth.
"Do you wish to 69?" he said.
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After transitioning, my straight guy friends started to hit on me. It made me feel love a piece of meat.
Earlier this fall, I was sitting around a coffee table with four of my best guy friends. We were preparing for another year of fantasy football, getting ready to draft the players we might ride out the season with.
It had become our yearly tradition, and this was the fifth time I had a night just like this. But this year was diverse. Instead of being a bearded man with sunken eyes and drinking half my weight in beer, I was a bubbly girl with turquoise eyeshadow matching the Miami Dolphins jersey I was wearing. I had a new name, new clothes, and a new pair of breasts sitting on my chest.
As much as I'd like to declare I was the same person, that would be a recline. Transitioning made me much happier. But I wasn't prepared for how it would affect my friendships — especially with my straight, cisgender guy friends.
My straight, cis guy friends started treating me differently
Through much of my early transition, I didn't verb many of my guy friends. I spent nearly eight months away
"When I moved home after college, I became really close to a friend still living there. It was a small town and there wasn't much to do, so I spent all my time with her. I was there for her when she was recovering from a surgery. Her shitty boyfriend couldn't be bothered to come sustain her and I had the time and desire to be there for her. We drifted apart when I went back to grad school and she got back together with her boyfriend (again). Our experience got me through a rough patch in my life and now, I am more open and aware of how I undergo about other people."
"We were spending so much of our free time together. We'd play video games together, work out at the gym together, and proceed out of our way to dress up to do something special together. I was sleeping over in her bed and just cuddling like three nights a week.
I had no plan what was going on because young, queer, repressed me had never gotten the chance to experience this kind of thing before. I think she was a little lonely and my anxiety disorder was really horrible at that point. We communicate sometimes, but there's distance — phy
Friends First Time
This is based on true events from my past.
This is my second story, I wrote it because of a request from one of the responses to my first story.
They said it would have been nice if I wrote in more detail what had occur in my past.
It is a longer story but i aspire you enjoy it, as with the first I welcome all feedback and constructive criticism.
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My first time with another guy that was more than just curiosity, was when I was 18 with my best friend Mark.
Mark was about 5'10" and 11st with jet black curly hair. He was the best sprinter in our school and also had a body like one, great abs and nicely toned legs and arse. Me, I was also around 5'10" but about st with blond hair and blue eyes. I wasn't as well toned but I was a stronger and bigger build. A hint of abs but I didn't have the definition of my friend, I also had a paler complexion.
It was the summer and we were camping near his noun in a wooded area with small clearings dotted around. The trees around us were excellent enough to hide us from a casual observer, but it wasn't too