I was a young man, barely out of college, around nineteen years old as was my good friend Laurie. We had been close mates since our early teens. We listened to music together, both liked football and of course, we spent a lot of time talking about sex. What healthy young man does not have an interest there? We liked to go out and find new pubs to drink in, and Friday nights were our pub nights.

One Friday, during the summer we had visited three or four pubs that were fairly close together. We had not set out to do a pub crawl but I suppose that was how it turned out. We were both pretty merry by closing time, but luckily not absolutely legless. We then started walking back to Lawrie’s house, talking about sex along the way and our limited experiences we’d had with girls. I remember saying something like, “All this talk of sex is getting me horny, and if you don’t shut up, I think I could even go for you.”

I said it in a jocular way so that if Laurie was angry or offended, I could say that I was only having a laugh.

To my surprise, he said, “Alright, go on then.”

So, a little further on we found an alleyway, and in the confines of the darkness we kissed lustfully and fondled each other’s cocks through the material of our trousers. We were both pretty worked up, but Laurie stopped it from going too far and asked me to wait until we got back to his house.

So, we hastened to his family home as fast as we could, trying not to appear as if we were running away from something. (Two young guys running through the city late at night can look pretty suspicious!)

After twenty minutes or so, we were at Laurie’s house. Laurie nipped upstairs to check that we were safe. He came downstairs very quietly and whispered that his father was asleep in his room, as was his brother, both with their doors shut. Laurie said that if either of them left their rooms, we’d hear them if we in turn kept quiet.

Laurie led me to the back room, and I immediately started to unbuckle his belt. I wanted his cock so desperately. I wrestled his trousers and underpants down, and out sprang his beautiful cock. I was soon on my knees, kissing and licking his gorgeous cock. I licked it up and down, kissed his throbbing bell end, looked up into Laurie’s eyes, and swallowed as much of that beautiful cock as I could. I was such a dirty cock-whore. I knew then that I had found what I really wanted. My little cockette had never before been as hard as it was at this moment.

Laurie said that he wanted to fuck me, and I willingly agreed.

Laurie went to the kitchen and was back in less than a minute. He asked me to get on all fours so he could fuck me. I felt something cold and slippery on my bottom, then I felt Laurie’s prick pushing against my sissy pussy. Whatever it was that Laurie worked into my bottom did what we wanted it to because I soon felt his beautiful hard cock sliding into me.

What a lovely feeling!

“Oh, please, Laurie, please give it to me. I love it. I love your cock in me. I love you fucking me.”

Laurie soon started fucking me harder, gradually working up speed. I was in heaven, but all too soon, he shot his lovely hot sticky cum deep into my willing sissy boy pussy. As he pulled out from me, he was still fairly hard, and his cock looked very clean, except for the cum still dribbling. I could not stop myself, and I went down on him again, licking, sucking, and kissing his cock clean.

Laurie then asked me to fuck him. I was pleasantly surprised because I half-thought that once he’d cum, he’d lose interest (as I thought I would) and go off the idea, but he was true to his word and invited me to fuck his ass too.

Laurie handed me the tub of margarine. I knew what to do, and I worked a dollop of it around his willing ass. He was on his hands and knees with his head on a cushion, whispering to me to fuck him.

My cockette was ready to explode, and I rubbed some more margarine onto it, then I knelt behind Laurie. “This is it,” I thought.

“You ready, Laurie?”

“Yes, for fuck sake, fuck me!”

I pushed against his tight ass and I slid in all the way almost instantly. He gasped. I asked if he was alright and he replied in a very frustrated voice, “Get on with it and fuck me.”

I started thrusting and soon built up speed, but all too quickly I came. I thought I was going to pass out. Wow! I couldn’t remember cumming that hard before. My head was swimming. I did not want to pull out of him because it felt so good, but his muscles kind of pushed me out anyway.

We both collapsed, looking at each other, smiling, then we started laughing at the thought of what we had just done. I told Laurie that I wanted to do it again. We were both young and both still hard, but Laurie wisely said we should not push our luck and we ought to clean and tidy up. I nipped to the kitchen to clean myself, and then I helped tidy the place up.

As soon as the room was straight, we opened the window to try to remove the smell of sex. When I later closed the window, I sprayed some air freshener, said goodnight to my gay lover, and left.

As I walked home at almost five in the morning, I could not help but smile to myself. I felt totally sober now but drunk with lust for more cock. I knew I still loved women, but I could not deny to myself that I loved cock just as much.

The next time I saw, Laurie I asked him if we had gotten away with it. Did his father or brother say anything that might indicate that they knew we had gay sex that night? Laurie said that everything was fine, nobody mentioned anything and we had nothing to worry about. We both agreed it was so horny and erotic. Maybe because at the time, gay sex was still very taboo in our society and circle of friends, that was what made it even more exciting.

I guess it did not really matter too much to me really, I just knew I loved it. So, you can be certain that I made sure that it was not long before I got to suck Laurie’s lovely cock again.