Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of dubiously consensual, non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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The courthouse is packed with lines of couples getting married. Boys getting married to boys and girls getting married to girls. The Supreme Court just changed everything. The South Carolina heat in July is unbearable, but this is the happiest day of my life. I’m about to marry the love of my life. It’s been a long road.
It all started back in 1997. All of my friends from high school were away in college, all 2 of them. My best friend had moved away six years ago. This was my second year off from school. My twentieth birthday would be in a few months, and the only thing that I had accomplished since graduation was to work at a grocery store.
My job had just moved me to the frozen food department, full time. I like being away from customers because I’m too shy to deal with them. I did not like, however, the heavy boxes that I had to lift and the tall shelves that I had to stock. I’ve never been athletic. I am barely five feet and six inches tall when wearing shoes. My friends jokingly refer to my one-hundred-twenty-five pound frame as “petite.” I would sometimes even got mistaken for a girl, but that is probably because I had long shoulder length dark brown hair.
My older brother dated many girls in high school. He was very popular. He was an academic scholar in school, quarterback of the varsity football team, a ladies man, and an all around tough act to follow. My parents are kind to me, but they rarely notice my existence. They are cold, if anything. They have placed all of their hopes and dreams on my brother’s capable shoulders. I still live with my parents. I live in the room over the garage. They don’t ask me for rent, I don’t really even see them that often, to be honest.
I did well, academically, in school, as long as you don’t count gym and shop class. I never played sports. I don’t even like sports. I love music, but I’m too shy to play an instrument in front of other people. I was not popular with girls in high school. My shyness would keep me from talking to them, even if they did like me. I liked girls. I thought they were beautiful. I dreamed of romance.
I spent a good amount of time looking at porn. I started off with nudie magazines. I had at this point accumulated a few VHS tapes and magazines of hardcore porn. You could also find some pretty hot pictures on the internet, if you knew where to look. I knew where to look.
I would never admit it at the time, but I was more attracted to the cocks in the porn than I was to the girls. I wasn’t attracted to the guys, that would have been gay. I just liked the cocks. I also preferred porn focused on anal and blowjobs. Still do. Vaginal penetration seems rather boring, and even a little softcore in a way. I developed a severe allergy to lesbian porn.
I had a new friend at work. His name was Randy. Randy was around five feet and ten inches tall. He was in shape and had his wits about him. He wasn’t very much older than me at 23, but he seemed so much more experienced. We talked a lot about music back then. We both liked a lot of the same bands: Pavement, Spiritualized, Swervedriver, The Smiths, Dinosaur Jr, etc. Randy worked in the Deli. He wanted to be a chef. Randy had been in trouble as a kid. He was busted with drugs as a teen. He spent some time in jail and was out on probation. He was staying with his grandparents at the time. They swayed the judge towards probation. He sentenced Randy with a conditional probation after a short stay in prison. He had to live with his grandparents during the probation so they could monitor him. In real life, it was Randy looking after his grandparents. They were having a harder time doing daily activities, and he helped them as much as he could. He had a great relationship with them.
My parents were out of town one weekend in January. I invited Randy over since he could bring over a few beers. He agreed and came over after work one night. We listened to records and hung out. Talked about work. Drank a few beers. He eventually saw some of my porn collection. He starts thumbing through the tapes.
“Hey,” Randy said while holding up an anal only video, “put this one on.”
I obliged. The tape had several scenes. We watched. He mentioned how all the guys were shaved.
“I shave down there,” I said while I averted my eyes, “because I don’t want to have a jungle down there if I ever go out with a chick.” I had told Randy that I was a virgin a few weeks prior. He teased me about it frequently.
Randy asked, “But don’t you get bumps when you shave?” he asked. As I sheepishly shook my head no, Randy said “you need to show me your technique.”
I fetched some hot water in a bowl, my razor, and some shaving cream. Randy had moved to my desk chair from where he had been seated on my bed. He pulled off his pants and underwear, and cupped his hand over his penis for modesty.
“I guess he meant on him,” I thought to myself.
I got between his legs, it felt pretty natural. I put warm water and shaving cream on his pubic hair. I figured I would just do the groin area, away from his package. I excused this as normal guy behavior. “I was just helping out a bro,” I thought.
As I shaved, Randy started to get a little excited and said, “sorry, I can’t help it.”
His cock grew as I shaved. I played it off as understandable. I thought to myself, “A lot of activity was happening in that area, I get it.”
I began looking at his cock more while shaving. I ended up shaving much closer to it than I originally planned. His cock was now pretty hard and he could no longer hide it. He let go and it hung there. It was in my way so I instinctively pushed it out of the way with my hand. Soon, I held it out of the way. I held his penis as I shaved around it at the base. It was very hard. I let my hand stroke it a little.
“Mmm,” Randy groaned quietly.
I couldn’t help myself. I began to stare at his cock. Rock hard now, it was about seven and a half inches long. It had a diameter of almost two inches. It had a very slight bend upwards. My cock was only five inches long at most, with a one and a quarter inch diameter. It was rock hard as I stroked Randy’s big cock. I was done shaving, but I still held his cock. I wiped him off with water and a wash cloth using the other hand. I dried him off with a towel. I gave it another stroke. Randy breathed in and groaned. I stroked it up and down. Precum began to leak from his cock. It was just a few inches from my lips. I wanted to suck it. I wanted to suck it so bad. I wondered how it tasted. It felt so strong in my hand.
I looked at Randy, kneeled between his legs, his rock hard cock in my hand, I asked, “Would you mind if I sucked it?”
“Oh god, please!” Randy exclaimed.
On the TV was a large breasted girl giving a blowjob to a huge dick. Still kneeled between Randy’s legs, I opened my mouth and bent towards his cock. I could smell the shaving cream. He also had a musky odor to him. I took him in my mouth and began to suck on him. I could taste his precum. I loved the taste of his dick. It tasted like skin, but a little salty. It felt good in my mouth. I made sure to not touch his cock with my teeth. I used a lot of suction. I swirled my tongue around. I looked at Randy for approval and got it.
“Holy shit,” Randy moaned, “suck that fucking dick.”
I sucked really hard, Randy moaned louder than the TV. I pulled my mouth off of his cock and began to lick his head. I ran my tongue in the border of the head and the base. He was circumcised like me. I darted my tongue over his frenulum and licked his head from top to bottom. I licked down his shaft to his balls and sucked on them, one at a time.
Randy groaned and moaned. He placed his hand on the side of my face and rubbed my cheeks with his thumb while I sucked his cock.
I took a break and grabbed his dick. I looked at Randy as I stroked. I was afraid he was going to stop this at any second. I was afraid he would come to his senses. I was afraid I wasn’t good enough. I was afraid he wouldn’t be my friend after this. Randy pulled his cock away. I was ashamed.
Randy stood up and walked over to my nightstand. He grabbed a jar of petroleum jelly that was on top of it. He pulled me to my feet and unbuttoned my pants. He yanked them down.
“Your cock is fucking tiny, dude,” Randy laughed, “holy shit!”
I was beet red and embarrassed. Randy turned me around, and bent me over the bed.
“What the fuck?” I thought. “He’s not planning on fucking me, is he?
“Randy,” I said in a panic, “that was just dude stuff. Everyone thinks about sucking a dick. I’m not gay, dude. You can’t fuck me, dude.”
“I am gay,” Randy laughed, “and the way you suck dick, you are definitely gay. You will like it.”
“I really don’t think I want it that way, Randy,” I cried.
“Hey, you aren’t going to please a guy or girl with that little cock of yours. You may as well focus on pleasing men as a bottom,” Randy said in a real cocky tone.
Randy rubbed the jelly on my opening and his cock. He held my shoulders down as he placed his cock between my cheeks. I could feel him at my entry.
“Just make it quick, Randy, please,” I said, “and don’t hurt me, please.”
“Oh GOD!” I shouted as he pushed himself in. I felt like I had to go to the bathroom, but way more painful.
“Fuck!” Randy said, “You’re tight.”
I began to relax. Randy started to slide into me deeper. I held out my hand to his waist.
“Too deep,” I groaned.
Randy slapped my hand away.
Randy slowly worked it out, and back in. The pain started to go away and it began to feel ok. Randy worked it slowly. His movements made me shudder. He pushed deeper. The pleasure intensified the deeper he went. Soon, his balls were resting on my balls. He was all the way in me.
Randy slowly fucked me. He pulled almost completely out and then pushed all the way back in. His rhythm intensified steadily as he fucked my backside. Full strokes, each one quicker than the last. Randy grabbed my slim waist and started pulling me back on to him as he pushed. Each stroke started to hit something, it was like a button that was deep in my hole. Each pump of Randy’s hit the button hard. My little cock had never been so hard. I leaked precum everywhere.
I felt wave after wave of intense pleasure consume me, I knew I would cum soon. Randy spit on his hand and reached under to grab me. My tiny cock erupted just as soon as Randy touched it. Randy’s hand was covered in my cum and my bed had a puddle.
I collapsed onto the bed, Randy repositioned himself and took me in prone. He fucked me vigorously. Each stroke pulled out completely and pushed back in quickly. My entrance gaped. Randy fucked my ass like he was a pornstar. Fast, intense, and deep. I laid there completely spent. I took the dick as best as I could. My body sticky with sweat, Randy on top of me. He groaned loud and filled my bowels with his seed. Randy collapsed on to me. Randy was still inside me, getting softer. I was spent, we both fell slept. Randy rolled off of me eventually, my bottom leaked his cum as I slept hard.