About 5-years ago, I returned home from a stint in the military. At the time I was barely nineteen, with a rock-hard body. I was given the option to join the military or do a stint in prison, so I enlisted. I never left the country but did the daily boot-camp style of training for it.
The day after returning, I went to an old school friend’s place to catch up. It was for the first time I had seen him since I was forced to enlist. What I remembered of the day, was it was a hot spring, so I wore a tank-top, board shorts, and runners.
We watched sports on TV with music in the background. That’s when I noticed, his taste in music had changed. Zane was into rock music and grunge, when I left and now, he was playing new-age pop music garbage. After a couple of beers, I drowned it out.
A few hours later, after chilling and drinking beer, and chewing the fat, I needed to pee. When I returned, he was smoking a joint and there was porn on his TV. After closer observation, I saw that it was bisexual porn, everyone was sucking cock and eating pussy. He passes me the joint and I take it, but was curious, as to why we are watching this porn crap for.
After several minutes of passing the joint around, and watching two dudes sucking each other off, while the chick finger fucked one of their assholes, I felt uncomfortably horny. I tried in vain to hide it from Zane, as my cock was tenting my boardies. What shocked me was Zane was rubbing his crotch and looking at mine.
“I see one part of you enjoys the movie,” he said smugly. When we were in 9th grade, we used to do all sorts of stuff together in the woods, like getting naked and swimming and then some, but nothing as risky as what’s on the TV now. We were both almost twenty now and not in 9th grade anymore.
“I’m not into this shit anymore, I think I better go,” was my response. Then he ripped his top off and dropped his shorts, and out popped his hard-on. I sat there glaring at his cock wobbling as he changed the video.
“Come on, I haven’t seen you in two years, what could be the harm,” he pleaded. I thought we were only going to have a wank off to porn. So, I took my T-shirt off and released my cock from my boardies.
I sat back on his couch fondling my balls, as the video started playing. He sat right next to me and lit a fresh joint and passed it to me.
Two men started kissing on the video, as I let out the smoke from my lungs. It was strong stuff, and my eyes rolled slightly to the back of my head. I had a massive headrush. By the time the joint was passed back to me, my head was buzzing, and I felt so horny and didn’t click that Zane had put on gay porn. I was also a little drowsy and I keep hearing say “relax.”
Then out of nowhere, he grabbed my cock, I tried to intervene, but after my third smoke, I was too out-of-it. All I could do was move my head forward slightly and then fell back to the headrest of the couch. For the next 5-minutes, he jerked my cock, then he started licking on it.
“I give in, you win,” I mumbled as I floated in ecstasy. He sucked my cock for another 10-minutes before something start to enter my ass. He was finger fucking my ass while sucking my cock. .
“I’m going to fuck you, so relax,” he whispered. He rolled me over onto my stomach and bent me over it. Then I felt the head of his cocking pushing into my ass. He was about 6-inches long and as thick as mine, it was then I smelt a bottle shoved under my nose.
“Breath, breath,” he kept pushing his cock deep into my ass. I wanted to break free but found it hard too. 5-minutes later he was jamming in and out of my ass.
As I was on my chest with my legs spread apart, I felt aroused. It hit me I was nothing but some dam chick getting bred. Thinking this made me even hornier. Each time his cock went deep, my cock twitched. Dam I felt good, dam it felt good. I started moaning and he grunted.
“Oh God, oh my god,” I said panting. Zane fucked me harder and harder, making me moan even more. Zane fucked me and making me feel like I was floating, his arms clinging onto my hips and thumping his cock deep inside me.
“You’re loving it aren’t you?” Zane asked, I was starting to moan more. Although a part of me felt ashamed, another part of me loved it.
“Oh god,” I moaned. Suddenly the dam burst, and I was cumming like a river. He kept fucking me hard, and with that my cock jolted out another couple of squirts out. I felt embarrassed and strange, that my cock let go without anyone rubbing it.
Zane kept pounding in and out of me, as I collapsed on the couch, mumbling, and moaning. Soon I felt another sensation deep inside my ass, Zane was now cumming too. He kept pounding until he started to slow before his cock spewed a large load inside my ass. Load after load went in, my body had yielded to him long before he pumped his seed into me.
Zane lay on top of me with his cock still wedged in my ass when he leaned forwards and ruffled my hair before kissing and tonguing my neck. He kept grinding into my ass ever so slowly.
“You ok, Tez, you’ve gone quiet,” He asked, I simply nodded.
“Wow, your ass was born to be fucked Terry, it’s still draining my cock,” Zane said. He was right, no matter how hard I try to deny it, he thoroughly broke me. I felt ashamed, ecstasy, and disgusted, that a friend had just broken my manhood.
More was to come. I had yielded my ass to him, as I lay pondering with a man’s cum inside my stomach and his cock growing limp inside my asshole, and his cum seeping out from it. When he pulled it out cum ran out of my ass and down my balls.
We relaxed while watching gay porn on the TV, as we smoked some more weed. Then Zane made to taste his cock in my mouth until I had sucked his cum in my mouth.
All night we smoked weed and he fucked me another two times and I had to clean his cock with my tongue, before sucking him off another three times. Gay porn was not taboo for me anymore.
Zane was happy I had visited. I went home showered and told my parents nothing. Part of me loved it, but part of me felt embarrassed.
I came here a soldier boy in training and leaving a faggot.
