1 comments/ 33163 views/ 8 favorites Internet Personals Ch. 01 By: MesaAzGuy This story is chapter one of hopefully many more. This story is primarily gay or bisexual for chapter 1. It will get into more topics like mature, incest, latex, gay and bisexual, any many other areas of interest. If these topics don't interest you, please don't read on. As for the story itself, its all made up by me for my masturbatory habits, please understand I am a novice writer. I look forward to your feedback. Except the ones that pick on typo's or poor grammar. All characters are 18 or older. * At 18 years of age, I am a virgin. Not for a lack of trying I might add. I've struck out with the best looking women as well as the worst looking women. My friends tell me it's about confidence when you speak to a woman. It sends all the right messages and women will respond. So they say. I'm not the worst looking guy in the world, in fact, I am in great shape. Below my neck, I am pretty muscular; I can't say I have six pack abs, but close to it. I don't have any hair on my chest, light hair on my arms and legs. Over all; I could be a model if it wasn't for a scar that ran down from near my ear to my chin. Yes, my confidence is low even though I'm in great shape. When I was a kid, I was in a car accident and the head injury left me with a nasty scar that has defined my life so far. I need to get fucked; I need to lose my virginity. What I really need is for someone other than me to touch me. Jerking off is great and I do that probably 1 to 5 times a day depending on how much free time I have and how horny I am. Like I'm not ever horny, yeah right! My best friend Brad suggested to me using the internet to get dates. He helped me build profiles on different dating sites; he even took photos of me for the sites. He wanted me to put up a profile picture of myself from the left side of my face, the non scarred side. I just couldn't do that; it felt like I'd be lying. Let's just say this attempt was very unsuccessful. After a month of that, Brad made another suggestion. A personal ad on that Craig site everyone uses. It took some convincing but Brad always could talk me into almost anything. He helped me write the ad first; then he convinced me to put a picture up; in the nude. Since I didn't have a picture of myself naked, I tried taking photos with my cell phone. They all came out horrible, eventually I asked Brad to use his camera and for him to take the photo. It's not like we haven't seen each other naked in the showers at school or at the gym. So I wasn't worried about that; it was the fact that he told me he checked out the ads on there and the best ones included a picture of an erect cock. Brad has never seen my cock erect, well no one ever has that I know of. Brad came over my house after school to help me and he brought his digital camera. "Mike. How do you want to do this?" "Dude, I don't know, this was your idea so you tell me" "Alright, stand with your back to the bedroom door and I'll take some pics" I followed his instructions and he clicked away. "Now take off your shirt" I did as he instructed. "Tighten your abs" "Now your jeans" Click, click, click, more pics. I was naked except for my boxers. "Dude, do you have those slider shorts you wear for baseball?" "Yeah" "Put those on instead of the boxers, it'll outline your cock" Again I followed instructions by removing my boxers and I stood at my dresser completely naked now digging in my underwear draw to get the spandex type shorts. Once I found them, I turned to face Brad and bent over to put them on. "That looks great Mike; the camera really can pick up the outline of your cock" Click... Click "Dude, pull them down just below your junk and let it hang over them" I felt like a model now. Click... Click My cock hangs about 4 inches flaccid and the more he took pictures of me naked and semi naked the more I couldn't wait to see how they came out. "Okay, pull them back up" Click... Click "Now for the hard part!"; He laughed at his pun. "Get it hard under the shorts so the picture will show it really well" I suddenly became shy. I mean it's nothing for me to be naked in front of my best friend; we've been naked around each other in lockers rooms a thousand times. But this was different; I was about to try and get hard in front of him. This has never happened before and I felt like a line was being crossed. "I don't know if I can" "Oh come on, it's not like I haven't seen you naked before" "Yeah, naked is one thing but I've never.... You know... uh... you know what I mean" "Relax dude. You jerk off don't you" Click... Click. He was still taking pictures. "Yeah but not in front of..." I didn't know how to end my statement. "Come on... I won't tell anyone, just rub it and get it hard" He smiled and clicked away. "Seriously dude, who am I gonna tell?" Click... Click He always could convince me to follow his plans and I knew that eventually he would get me to do it so I just said to myself; "Fuck it, why not" and started to rub my cock through the spandex. "Yeah that's it buddy, rub it" Click... Click "Run your fingers up and down that nice cock" Click... Click I was staring right at Brad; he was giving me instructions but at the same time he was talking dirty to me. Another first in my lifetime; Click... Click "You starting to get hard yet?" Click... Click "Stroke it" Click... Click I kept trying to get hard, but my body wasn't responding. The homoeroticism of it all just wasn't working for me. "Dude, I don't think this is gonna work" I protested now. "Relax Mikey, just keep stroking it" Click... Click I rubbed myself in front of my best friend and tried to get hard. It just wasn't happening and believe me when I say my cock gets hard easily. I mean hell I'm 18, I get erections with a soft breeze. Click... Click I stopped. "What's the matter?" "Just not working, I don't know if I can do this" Brad walked closer to me; "Relax dude"; he got right in front of me. "Look I..." He started to speak and held his tongue. "What?" "Let's try something" "What?" "Ummm.... Close your eyes for a second okay?" Like usual, Brad always gets his way and I knew fighting it would only delay the process so I did as he instructed and shut my eyes. He was right in front of me and I could feel his presence. "Keep your eyes closed" "Okay" "Forget I'm in the room with you" "I..." was going to protest, but I knew where he was going with this. "Who do you think about most when you jerk off?" I understood his question but I couldn't answer it. "Come on, who do you think about most when you masturbate?" "Ummm... Ms. Hale" She was our biology teacher. "Dude, you know I can tell when you lie to me" I really couldn't answer his question with the real answer. "Ummm... Jennifer" A cheerleader from school. "Come on, stop lying and tell me the truth!" "I can't tell you" "Why" "I just can't tell you" "Oh I get it" I couldn't tell but it seemed like he was grinning, my eyes were still closed. "Okay picture whoever it is in your mind. She's on your bed naked waiting for you to come over and fuck her. Picture her on her back, her big round tits and hard nipples just sitting on her chest aching to be played with and sucked." I began to smile as the picture formed in my mind. "Now she has her legs bent and her feet are flat on the bed. Her legs are spreading, giving you a complete view of her wet dripping shaved pussy. Her fingers are inside her and she's fingering herself while she looks at you." The fantasy in my mind was starting to work; I felt some stirring in my spandex shorts. "You like that don't you, I can tell" Again I swear he was grinning and my cock started to grow more. It was then that Brad did something that I had never expected. Brad put his hand on my hip, no not on my cock, just my hip. But the touch was what put me over the edge and my prick expanded immediately to full erection. Someone other than me was touching me in a sexual situation. "Damn buddy that seems to have done the trick" Brad stated like it was normal and released my hip. Then he started back across the room with his camera in hand. "Open those eyes again" Click... Click "Yeah, that cock is hard now" Click... Click I just stood there dumbfounded and confused, oh and, very hard. "Touch it" Click... Click. We were right back into the photo session. "Grab it" Click... Click. "Put your finger to the wet spot" Click... Click. "Damn Mike, you're a grower not a shower" He kept taking photos. "Okay Mike, drop the shorts" I hesitated for a second and then did it. "Damn that's hot" Click... Click... Click... Click "Stroke that now for me" Click... Click "Oh yeah that's nice" Click... Click Brad started getting closer as I was jerking myself off. The very first time I've ever masturbated in front of someone and here I was being photographed doing it. "Keep going Mikey" He was three feet away from me now and I couldn't help lock eyes with him. "Yeah stroke that big 8 inch cock for me" The dirty talk was certainly adding fuel to my fire. Brad dropped to his knees in front of me and I froze. I stopped stroking altogether and just held my cock out in front of him in shock. For a second I thought he was going to suck me off and the condition I was in right now, I wouldn't have stopped him, hell, I couldn't have stopped him. "Come on Mike, keep stroking it" Click... Click. He was only a foot away from my rigid dick with his camera lens. Click... Click. "Cum for me Mikey, come on, cum for me" Click... Click. It was all too surreal; my best friend in the world was kneeling in front of me less than a foot away from my erection. He was taking pictures of me jerking off and he was telling me to cum. How in the world did this happen. Then... It did happen. "Oh shit" I groaned while looking down at my best friend. "Oh shit... I'm gonna cum! Oh Shit!" I was furiously pounding away for an orgasm that was sorely needed now. My balls tightened and that tingle that signals the pending eruption hit me in a flash. "FUCKKKKKKK I'M CUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGGG!" I started to unload and the sperm exploded from the head. The first shot was a long rope that blasted over Brads head and I convulsed. Click. The second shot hit Brad squarely on the forehead. Click. The third landed on the camera. Click. The fourth (Click) and fifth (Click) shots just came up shy of the camera and then the cum dribbled from me. Click. "Fuck that was hot Mikey" I just shivered and leaned back against my bedroom door. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had and it was in front of my best friend. Hell some of it landed on my best friend. Brad got off his knees and made his way to my bed to sit down. I watched through my half closed eyes while trying to regain my strength. He put the camera down on the bed next to him and I watched in amazement as he used his fingers to wipe the sperm from his forehead. What he did next just about made me fall to the floor. He brought his cum coated fingers down in front of his nose and sniffed the musky juice. Then he licked his fingers, tasting the sperm I had just shot onto him. His eyes were big and round like saucers as he took in the taste of me, his best friend. "Dude, what are you doing?" I asked in amazement. "Oh shit.... Uh.... Sorry." He didn't know what to say for a change. "Did you just lick my cum from your fingers?" "Uh... yeah" He was flustered and the look on his face was clear. He was caught doing something that was clearly gay in the eyes of 18 year old boys. I stood straight up now that I recovered from my mind blowing orgasm. I just looked at him and then I realized he was rock hard in his jeans and he just tasted my juices. "Are you gay Brad?" "No" "Then... why?" Brad dropped his head down. I wasn't sure, but the position looked like he was about to cry. "Mike, I..." he was stammering; "Can I tell you a secret?" I was standing almost naked, with my wet shrinking cock hanging in front of me over my half pulled down sports shorts. My cum coated my hand and I was looking at my suddenly fragile best friend. So I pulled my shorts up and walked over to the bed and sat down a couple of feet away from him. "Dude... You can tell me anything, you know that" Brad sniffled. "Seriously, I won't tell anyone anything you tell me, you have my word." My friend looked up at me and recognized the look on my face. He knew I was telling the truth. "Mike, I..." He started again but couldn't get any further this time either. "Are you gay?" I asked again. He dropped his head again, but this time covered his face with his hands. "It's okay if you're gay dude." I tried to make him feel better as only best friends can do, I put my hand on his shoulder. "It's okay; just tell me what's going on." It took a minute for Brad to gather himself before he spoke. "Mike, I'm not gay." "Okay Brad, then what's wrong?" He finally lifted his head to face me, my hand stayed on his shoulder. "I'm...." He paused. "Bi-Sexual" "Oh" I really didn't know what to say. "Please don't tell anyone, please." "Dude, you know I wouldn't do that." I took my hand off his shoulder; I didn't know what to do. "Look Mike, let me just download the pictures to your computer and go home. We can talk about this tomorrow, Okay?" "Yeah... Sure buddy" I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up and left Brad in my bedroom to work on the pictures. It only took a couple minutes; I took off my shorts and pissed. Washed my hands and put on my robe, then went back to my room. Brad was finishing up downloading the pictures to my laptop. "They'll be done in a minute." He was trying to be cordial, but there was awkwardness between us for the first time ever. "Please just don't tell anybody" "I won't, you have my word" "They're done. The pictures are in a file named CLP. I gotta go." Brad bolted from the room with his camera and seconds later I heard my front door slam when he left. ~~~ After dinner that night, I went back to my room to look at the pictures and post my ad on the website. I looked at the hundreds of pictures Brad took of me and I was amazed at the clarity of them. But more so, the sexuality of them; these pictures were good. So I chose 4 pictures and copied them to a different folder on my computer. The first photo was of me fully clothed from the neck down. The second photo was of the spandex shorts with my erection clearly defined and trapped against me. The third was a close up of my hand stroking my cock and the last one was my personal favorite. It was the money shot, a rope of cum was shooting out of the head of my prick. My dick was a little blurry, but the cum shot was clear. It was headed right for the camera. I was very impressed with the pictures brad took. He had talent. I opened the internet browser and got to the site and posted my ad under "Casual Encounters" and attached my photos. Title: Looking to Lose My Virginity I am 18 years old and a virgin. I am looking for a mature woman to help me experience my first time in a safe way. I would like to meet someone that can teach me how to be a good lover. I am not looking for a one night stand. I hope we can be friends with benefits. Please be opened minded and wanting to do this more than just once. Please respond with a picture to let me know that you're serious and let me know what you are looking for. Here are pictures of me. I hope we can be good friends! Internet Personals Ch. 02 Chapter 2 - has more of my fantasies built in. Read chapter 1 first for background. If you don't like gay male, bisexual male, incest, fetish, or other topics, then don't read on. I appreciate both positive and negative feedback. The only thing I don't want to hear about are typo's and poor grammar. I am a novice writer. This is for my masturbatory habits. It's all fiction and all the characters are 18 and older. I woke up and immediately went to my computer looking for responses to the personal ad I put on the internet last night. There were 2 emails. One was clearly spam as it told me to go to a website. The other read: Hello LLMV (Looking to Lose My Virginity) My name is Sarah and I am 39 years old. I'm divorced and have a son just a little older than you. I live in Laguna Hills and have not had sex since I got divorced almost 2 years ago. I often fantasize about younger men while I pleasure myself. I attached 2 pictures for you, I hope you like them. I really don't know what else to write except that your pictures turned me on a lot and I will be picturing your big hard cock as I play with myself tonight in bed. Below is my instant messenger contact information in case you would like to chat that way. I will be online tomorrow morning after my son leaves for college. I hope we can chat and get to know each other better. I have been looking on here for months but have never found the right person to respond to. I hope you're the one. Sexy Thoughts, Sarah ~~~ There were two photos attached and I opened the first one. It was a picture of a set of tits, very nice tits in deed. Not huge but not small either. Her skin was a little on the pale side, but her pink areolas were big and centered on them were what looked like half inch erasers that were very hard. Immediately I began to drool thinking about suckling on them. The breasts on my computer screen were very much like the ones I picture my mom having. Oh yes, I'd love to bury my face in there, or better yet, my cock. The second picture was a body shot clearly taken by a webcam. It showed her from the tops of her tits to just below her shaved pussy. The picture was a little grainy and a bit out of focus, but my eyes were immediately drawn to the slit between her legs. I had seen thousands of pussies on the internet, but this was the first one that I could potentially fuck. I studied it. There wasn't a hair on her, but there was a small tattoo that said "Mommy" in a fancy way that was surrounded by a flower. God that tattoo was hot and the fact that it said Mommy just made it even sexier. I've fantasized about my own mom and my sister so much that the taboo of it really turned me on. Yesterday when my best friend asked me to picture a woman I fantasized about most. The picture in my head was of my own mother. That's why I couldn't tell him who I was thinking about. How can you admit to your best friend that you want to fuck your own mother? I resized both pictures so that they fit on the left side on my computer screen and called up the messenger program. Within minutes, I had logged onto my private messenger name that no one knew about. It was the name I used when I went looking for cyber sex in the adult chat rooms and would jerk off. I punched in a friend request to the screen name Sarah gave me and saw she was not on line. Knowing she wasn't there, I went and took care of my morning routine. Shit. Check. Shower. Check. Shave. Check. In between every task I walked back to the computer with high hopes she would be online. She wasn't. I dressed and headed down to the kitchen for breakfast where I found my whole family eating at the table. My beautiful mother and sister were enjoying bowls of cereal and chatting about their day. Dad just had his nose in the newspaper and didn't even notice my entrance until I said; "Morning Family" "Good Morning" My mom and sister said almost in unison. Dad just nudged the paper down and tipped his head. I poured coffee for myself and fixed it up with cream and sugar. By the time I was taking my first sip, Dad and my sister were leaving the room. "Hey baby, would you be a doll and clean up? We're all in a rush this morning, I'd really appreciate it." "Sure mom, oh, uh, hey mom, can I stay home from school today?" "You sick baby?" "No, I just don't feel like going and there's only a month left of school. Not to mention I don't have any tests or anything important going on today." I smiled at her and gave her my best puppy dog eyes. "Plus its Friday, I can really use a long weekend. Please?" I almost whined I was begging. "Sure baby, as long as you clean up and stay out of trouble." "Thanks mom!" Everyone left and I was home alone. It wasn't even 7 AM yet and I had plans for today. I rushed through cleaning up the kitchen, basically just throwing all the dishes into the dishwasher and took my cup of coffee up to my room. I got in front of the computer when my email alert sound buzzed. It was from Brad; it said: I'm very sorry about yesterday and we need to talk, please keep my secret. I talked my mom into letting me stay home from school today because I honestly was scared to face you. I'm hoping that having the day off from school will give me time to build up my courage so we can talk when you get home from school today. I'm sorry again. Text me when you get home and I'll come over. I broke open my cell phone immediately and text Brad. "IM NOT GOING 2 SCHOOL, COME OVER NOW" I really hadn't put that much thought into what happened with brad yesterday, I mean he's my best friend. I don't care if he's bisexual and I certainly wasn't going to spill his secret. I guess I just didn't know what the right thing to say was. My phone buzzed, Brad texted back. "B THERE N 20" I texted him one last time: "DOOR IS UNLOCKED" I turned my focus back to the computer and deleted his email. Then I stared at the pictures, my cock was getting stiff looking at them and I started rubbing myself threw my uniform slacks. 20 minutes passed by quicker than I thought, I was stroking myself gently and picturing fucking that bald little cunt. My cock was fully erect. "Am I interrupting?" Brad said from my bedroom door. I was caught playing with myself. Granted I wasn't naked, but the view was clear enough for Brad to see what I was doing. "Dude, not like you didn't see it yesterday" I tried to play it off, Brad's face was clearly uncomfortable with my statement. "Should I come back later?" he asked. "Come in, sit down" I had the first jolt of awkwardness hit me and Brad sat on my bed as I swiveled my desk chair to face him. "About yesterday..." He aimed to get right into it. I guess he built up enough courage or he just figured it was better to get this talk done. "Yeah" I responded. "You um, didn't know, um, that I, um..." I cut him off mid sentence; "Dude, don't worry about it. I don't care and I'm not going to tell anyone, I swear." And I smiled at him to do my best to help us get past this. "Really?" his faced looked relieved. "Brad. I'm only going to say this once because I don't want you to get a bigger head then you already have. Look, I love you man, you're my best friend and well..." I was thinking I should choose my words carefully; "We all have our kinks" He clearly picked up my meaning, he knew I had something to hide from my statement and I think that put him over the top. I could see in his face that the tension he had built up was going away. "Cool, I'm cool with that. I was really worried, I mean..." "Worried about what?" "I don't want to lose you as a friend, you know?" "You're not going to lose me as a friend, just let it go." "Okay, I will on one condition" "What's that?" "Well you said we all have our kinks, dude, tell me yours so I don't feel so out there." There it was. Just yesterday Brad was pushing me to tell him who I was fantasizing about and today he wants to know my kinks to even the playing field a little or a lot for that matter. His secret is downright small compared to mine. I just wasn't sure if I could tell him. "I don't know man" I was the one with tension on his face now. "I um... I don't think I..." Shit I had thought I chose my words well and they were coming back to bite me on my ass. My computer pinged letting me know my friend request was accepted and it gave me an out of the conversation I was just stuck in. That's when Brad took notice of the two pictures on my computer screen and came up next to me. A pop up box came on my screen, it was an IM from Sarah, and it just said Hello. Brad chimed in his two cents worth; "Shit, hot pictures, are they pics of this Sarah girl?" I typed back; "Hi Sarah" and sent the message then replied to Brad; "Yeah she responded to the ad and the pictures, this is our first conversation." "Cool, man you see the tattoo, that's fucking hot" The IM came back; "How are you this morning?" to which I replied; "I'm great, how are you?" Brad wanted all the details and since this took his mind off grilling me about my kinks, I thought it was a good time to get him up to speed. "I'm doing very well this morning" "I'm Mike by the way, can you hang on for a couple minutes. I promise I'll be right back" "Sure" For the next couple minutes, I showed Brad the personal ad, although he helped write it, he didn't know what pictures I put up with it. He said I chose good pics to put up. I showed him Sarah's email response and he was up to speed. He sat on the edge of my desk quietly awaiting the exchange. "I'm back, sorry" "No problem" "I loved your pictures" "Thank you, I really enjoyed yours too" "I'm glad to hear that" "I've never done anything like this before" "Me neither" "How do we proceed?" "I don't know, but I do know after seeing your pictures I really want to get to know you better" "Now I'm glad to hear that because your pictures turned me on so much" "Really?" "God Yes! ;)" "Well maybe we should meet somewhere safe for coffee of something? Somewhere where we could back out if you don't like what you see" "That sounds perfect, but I can tell you right now that I won't back out" "How can you be so sure?" "I'm looking at the picture of your cock right now and I'm dripping wet" "But you haven't seen my face yet" "And you haven't seen mine" "When do you want to meet?" "How about 10 o'clock at the coffee place on 12th and Mill Ave?" "Perfect, I'll be there" "How will I recognize you?" "I'll where a blue hat" "Okay and I'll wear a red sweater" "Okay" "Okay, see you soon" "Bye" ~~~ Brad finally spoke up after watching the exchange; "Shit that's fucking hot, good job man!" Caution told me to not get too excited, but my cock was telling me something entirely different. I was as hard as I ever was and only realized after Sarah logged off. It wasn't even 8 AM yet and I had more than two hours to kill before meeting her. "Dude you should go, I need to get ready" "Why can't I hang out with you until you leave?" "Well I need to get ready and I need to, you know, take care of business" I was trying to be polite, but I wanted the message to get through that I needed to jerk off. "Ah you need to jerk off" "Yeah" I said sheepishly. "Well um, you um, well" He was suddenly nervous again. "Come on dude, just say whatever it is your thinking, you know I won't judge you" "Alright um..." Brad was still struggling to say what he wanted. "I..." "Just say it" I pushed him enough finally. "Can I watch?" "Seriously?" "Well yeah, I mean, yesterday you, I mean, yesterday we..." I couldn't believe what I heard. He wanted to watch me jerk off, again. "Yesterday was..." Now I didn't know what to say. "Okay, look, I'll just come out and say it. Yesterday was fucking awesome. I mean, watching you, you know what I mean, it was hot and I um, really enjoyed it." Brad's face was scrunched up, he really was putting himself out there and I must have done a good enough job of convincing him it was okay to tell me anything. "I don't know dude, yesterday just kind of happened and..." "Yeah I know" He sighed heavily; "Alright if I can't watch then at least tell me your kink, I mean it's one or the other at least" Fuck, he remembered our conversation that got cut off earlier. I was in a jam now. Do I tell him I want to fuck my mother and my sister and let him find out how much of a freak I am, or do I let my best friend in the world whose bisexual watch me jack off. I don't want to lose my best friend, that's the only thing I am sure of. "Dude I don't know man, I just don't know" "Mike, let me put it to you this way. You are my best friend and you know my biggest and darkest secret now. Nothing you ever do or say will ever change that as long as you don't go and tell everyone. I watched you jerk off yesterday, I mean hell. You came on me yesterday. I get it if your uncomfortable doing what we did yesterday, I get that, but whatever your secret kink is, I'll keep it a secret. Besides I think I know what it is anyway, I just need to hear you say it." "You think you know?" "Yes I think I do?" "What do you think it is?" I asked figuring if he said something that wasn't that bad, I'd admit to it whether it was true or not and we could be done with all this and move on. "Really, you want to know what I think." "Yeah, let's hear it." "Okay" He said; "I think..." He paused as if he was crossing a line he knew he shouldn't. "Come on man, I don't want to say it, what if I'm wrong and piss you off." "Just say it, whatever it is you think. If you're wrong, I promise I won't get mad no matter how bad it is or how far off you are." I gave him free reign to say whatever it was he was thinking. Of course it also solved my other dilemma; I wouldn't have to say it. "Okay" He huffed; "I think you want to fuck your mother and your sister!" My face must have gone white. He hit the nail on the head on the first try. My best friend obviously knew me better than I thought. "I'm right, I knew it" I still couldn't speak. "Relax Mikey, you think that's the worst thing in the world? So what, at least you're not thinking about other guy's dicks like me." He blurted this out almost like it he said it before he thought about. "Please don't tell anyone" I humbly asked. "Please" "Dude, I don't think your secret is that secret anyway. I won't tell a soul, but I think your mother and your sister already know" "What? How?" "You think I'm the only one that notices you practically drooling over your mother's tits or your sister's ass. Hell I think even your father probably knows." When he put it like that, I must seem like a giant pervert. Does everyone see me looking? "So you don't think I'm a freak?" "No dude, you're not a freak" "Do I really come off as a giant pervert, can everybody tell?" "Relax, seriously, I think every guy thinks about his mom like that at some point, at least your only looking at the girls in the house, I mean it could be worse." I certainly didn't understand what he meant. "What do you mean?" "Okay, I'll spell this out for you, but then you'll know two of my secrets to your one, so you'll still owe me." "Okay, fine, tell me" I didn't realize the implication. "You're only looking at your mom and your sister as sexual playthings. What I'm saying is this; I look at my mom and my sister too but, I also think about my dad and my brother. You just want to fuck the women in the house; I want a piece of everyone in my house." "Oh" I exclaimed like I understood; "Oh" then it really sank into me. "I think he gets it now" "Wow, so incest turns you on too?" "Yes" He was almost smiling at me; it was more of a grin; "Now you know 2 of my biggest secrets" "Are there more?" "Yes but I think that's enough for now" "Damn! I thought for sure you'd think I was a freak" "Nope, if you're a freak, then your best friend is a bisexual freak, I still think that's worse" "Holy shit" "Yeah I know, right" "Dude, alright, now that's out in the open, seriously, I need to get ready, and it's already 8:30" "Oh no you don't, you still owe me one. You know 2 of my secrets and I only know one of yours." Brad had the upper hand on me now and it was clear he was going to try and strong arm me a little. "Come on dude, let me watch, it was so hot yesterday" All the sex talk and secrets had delayed me enough, fighting this wasn't something I was up to anymore. Not to mention the fact that I'd already done this just yesterday. "Okay, you can watch but that makes us even, alright?" "Hell no" He fired back. "What do you mean NO?" "You'll have to do more than let me watch to make us even" I didn't know where he was going with this and I wasn't sure I liked it, but I had to ask. "What will make us even then?" He made a serious face while he looked at me. "No judgment on what I say?" "None" He paused some more for serious thought. "Okay I know" "Okay, what then?" "Cum in my mouth?" He asked very nervously. "That will make us even then?" He nodded and I remembered cumming on him yesterday. It was hot. I mean fuck, I've never done anything sexual with anyone until yesterday, now today I was going to meet a hot MILF for coffee, hopefully leading up to some wicked sex and I really did need to clean the pipes in case they get used later today. "Okay" I answered, "But that puts us back on even ground, agreed?" I really didn't know how it evened things out, but fuck it; I didn't have time to squabble about it. Not to mention the fact that Brad wasn't the only one who had bisexual fantasies. Every now and again when I watch internet porn, I come across some threesome of two dudes and a chick. I just couldn't help but wonder. I just never really put as much thought into it like he did. "Sweet" He shot me his patented "I got what I wanted smile" Before I realized it, Brad was stripping down and his shirt was off. "What are you doing?" "Getting naked, why aren't you?" It just occurred to the full extent of what was happening. He was getting naked too. I was going to jerk off and cum in my best friends mouth. I didn't think about him getting naked and I didn't think about the logistics of making this happen. By the time the full picture made into my brain, Brad was buck naked with his 6 inch erection jutting out in front of him. There, right in front of me was a naked man sporting a hard on he was waiting on me. I felt a shiver run down my spine and stood up. As I lifted myself off the desk chair, Brad kneeled in front of me. It seemed clear that he had thought this through, unlike me. I was fully dressed and he was waiting for my cock. Looking down at my best friend, he was looking up at me. Oh this was a classic porn shot, except normally it was a woman on her knees not a guy. I didn't move; I was too scared too. Just like yesterday, I needed him to be the aggressor; which is our normal roles. When he realized I wasn't moving, he slowly raised his hands to my belt buckle. Our eyes never broke the connection. My face must have told him what he needed to know, I couldn't move, I just didn't have it in me to do what had to be done. My buckle was undone, my button was unhooked and he had his hand on my zipper. The moment of truth, ZZZZZIIIIPPPP; my pants were open. I wasn't wearing underwear and as Brad moved his hands to my hips, a simple motion from him wiggled them far enough for them to drop to my knees exposing my semi hard prick to his face. He broke eye contact to lower his view to what he wanted. After my pants were down, he didn't move. It was my turn to do what I agreed to do, yet I still wasn't moving, I just looked down at him in awe. Internet Personals Ch. 02 Eventually he figured I was stuck, like yesterday, he had to matters into his own hands and he did exactly that. When his right hand touched me for the first time, it was like an electric shock that went through me and I heard the moan escape my mouth, I just didn't know it was me that made the sound. His fingers found the grip and lifted the thickening meat. It was growing steadily and quickly. Brad had my cock pointed right at his face and he was devouring it with his eyes. I expanded to my full hardness of 8 inches and watched like a spectator. Gently my friend pulled on the shaft of my cock, pulling the skin tight against me, really exposing the head. I am circumcised, but pulling the skin back made the head look red and angry. Brad brought his left hand to my balls and cupped them. The sensations I was experiencing were amazing. I never thought the first time would be with a man. I closed my eyes. I felt his lips kiss my cock head. I sighed heavily. His lips kissed my shaft. Lower and lower he trailed kisses onto my manhood. He shifted he hands around for better access and ended the trail of kisses on my balls. I still hadn't opened my eyes, I couldn't. Wetness Suddenly his tongue was on my balls, first one the n the other. Oh it was like silk gliding over them until it settled to the tip of his tongue. He flattened his tongue and began the journey up the underside on me. The feeling was so intense I swear I could have cum then and there. He reached the head and I felt his tongue clean the pre-cum that had seeped out of me. I opened my eyes just in time to watch him drop his mouth over the head and stop there. It occurred to me then that this might be Brad's first and only experience sucking cock as it was my first and only experience getting a blow job. It looked like he was savoring the taste of me when I felt his tongue glide around the head. Shivers ran through me and I physically shuddered. My knees were getting weak. Brad slowly enveloped more and more of me and the heat and wetness were shear paradise. Somehow I muttered; "I'm so close" Then I felt his teeth, I don't know if it was inexperience or on purpose, but the grazing of his teeth on me pulled me back from the brink of exploding. My hands found the side of his head and I looked down at my best friend again. I nudged him to look up at me. I swear I saw love in his eyes, maybe it was lust, I don't know. But whatever it was, he was enjoying his task as much as I was enjoying receiving it. "I'm so close" He withdrew my cock and kissed the tip. "Fuck my face and cum in my mouth" He slipped the head back in and wrapped his hands around me, gripping my ass cheeks. My hands had never left his head but he lowered his eyes so that if they were open, all he'd be able to see was my blonde pubic hair and maybe my belly button. He wish was my command and I pushed my hips towards him. He didn't try to pull back; in fact if he did move at all, he was pushing towards me. I got maybe half of my cock into his mouth until I felt it hit his throat. I pulled back and pushed again. His mouth was stretched as wide as it could go it seemed. I slowly slid back out and pushed harder in. I felt the barrier. Slowly out and a hard push; I didn't get past it on this stroke either. I was maybe had 3 or four more pushes and I was going to explode. I pulled out again and pushed even harder this time. The tip of my prick pushed past the back of his throat and I felt a pop. I maybe have been five inches in and the head was definitely in his throat. He started to gag. I pulled back until the tip was out of his lips completely. "Keep going" he choked out. His wish is my command. Slam, I really pushed hard and I felt the same barrier give way. I had at least six inches in his face now. He wasn't gagging; he had at least two inches in his throat and another four in his mouth. I felt him try to swallow around me. I slid back, I was maybe two pushes away now from cumming, as the tip hit his lips, he shifted his eyes up in a begging manor. "Fuck me please" he managed to croak out. The time it took him to say it, may have given me a couple extra pushes into him before I came. His wish is my command. I took shorter strokes into him, I didn't hit his throat again, but I really used his head, his hair entangled in my fingers. I began to fuck his mouth like a pussy. I pushed and pulled hard for a good five or six pumps before that tingle hit me, it was probably only 5 seconds after I started the hard motion, but it was time and my cock jerked as I pumped, it twitched and grew more than I think it had ever before . I gripped his head hard and came to a complete stop as my first shot of semen rocketed into the back of his throat. He pushed against me and took maybe another inch when the second rope left me. He pushed further still and as my third huge burst launched into him, the tip of my cock popped through the barrier and there I sent the rest of my jets of sperm directly into his stomach. He suckled me for a good 10 seconds and started the pull back. I had no muscle control and he was back in charge. His mouth cleaned every inch of my deflating cock, making sure not to miss even the smallest droplets of my cum. That was the best yet.