My Darkest Desires by James Thomas (historical books to read TXT) 📕

"Oh go on then. Let's not make this a habit though."

However, Jess knew deep inside that this won't be the last time she would find herself in Mandy’s bed.

 So, this story is a bit different, but i figured i would try writing a full out male sexual experince...i hope you enjoy ;)

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I had sex with an another guy for the first time when I was a senior in high school. It happened on a Saturday morning. We had all been drinking at a friend's house, where we crashed for the night. One of my friends was worried that he had left the lights on at his house, and if his mother came home early she would ground him for leaving all of the lights on at their house. So early Saturday morning, he came out into the living room where I was sleeping with several other people, and gave me the keys to his car and house. I started to turn off the lights throughout the house when there was a knock on the door. It was John, one of the guys who had also been at the party.

"Was on my way back home and wondered if you needed any help," he said, walking into the house.

"I think I have it handled, but sure," I said.

I really hadn't started to acknowledge my sexual feelings for boys, but there was something about John I really liked. He was nice and friendly, fun to talk to at school or at parties. We weren't best friends, but we were friendly with one another and hung out a lot with others.

I was sitting at the dining room table reading the scores when he placed a glass of juice next to me, then leaned over my right shoulder and asked, "Who won?"

"Which game?" I asked.

"I don't know. I don't know really follow sports that much. I just like playing them. Who do you like?"

When I turned to look at him I realized how close he was to me. I also realized how pretty his eyes were. They were darker green than mine. I said and did nothing as my throat went dry, my heart started to race, butterflies flew in my stomach, and my dick began to get hard. I was so scared.

John pulled back, then appeared over my left shoulder, except this time he wrapped his arms around my chest and said, "Hey. You better drink your juice."

I was still stunned. "Yeah I better," looking into his eyes.

He leaned in and gave me a very soft kiss. No tongue. Just our lips bushed and then pressed together. I was speechless when he pulled away and ran his right thumb over my lips.

"You OK?" he asked, looking deeply into my eyes.

I was silent for a moment and then managed a weak, "Uh-huh."

"Good," he smiled. "That was really nice," he said, tracing his thumb on my cheek, until it reached my ear. Then he ran his right fingers through the back of my dark brown hair. "You feel nice. I've wanted to kiss you for a long time."

"You have? I didn't know you were into guys?"

"I'm into kissing. And I really like your lips."

Then John pulled my head towards him, this time kissing me open mouth. I allowed his tongue to explore my mouth. His tongue felt soft and warm, so I started to rub his tongue a bit with mine. I was getting very aroused. He finally ended the kiss and leaned our foreheads together.

Running his fingers through the back of my hair, he asked, "Want to go kiss on the couch?"

I paused and then quietly said, "Sure."

Before i knew what was happening, he was all over me with a passionate kiss, his hands exploring my face, shoulders, chest, even my crotch a little. He leaned back on the couch and I laid on top of him, grinding a little into him as we continued what seemed like a marathon kiss.

“Mmm..." He moaned, as he finally broke the kiss to nibble on my neck, "this is so nice. This feels so wonderful." Then he hugged me and squeezed me into him. My cock felt like it was going to explode through my jeans.

"We better be careful. He might be coming home soon."

"I don't know if we have to worry. Last time I saw him he was in bed with Allison and they were going at it pretty hard."

"How did you know that?" I asked.

"Because I was sleeping on the floor in the room where they were fucking! I had to crawl out of there so they wouldn't see me and think I was some kind of perv," he said.

He then took his face in my hands and kissed me passionately, eventually allowing his hands to wander down my back and squeeze my ass. I don't know if it was that he squeezed my ass the right way or just that I was super horny, but that sent an incredible sensation through my body. I started to dry hump him, thrusting into his crotch. Soon my hands were under his shirt, pushing it up over his head. Within moments of removing his shirt I was kissing and licking his smooth chest.

While I licked and sucked on his nipples, my hands found their way between his legs. I rubbed his rock hard crotch, causing him to moan even more loudly. Before I knew it I was unbuckling and unzipping his jeans. His briefs slid down slightly when I pulled his jeans down to his knees, exposing his pubic hair a little.

I nervously looked up at him.

"Is this OK?" I sheepishly asked.

"It's very nice," he said, looking down at me. "Is this OK with you to continue?"

"Yeah," I whispered, looking into his eyes.

John then slid his briefs down down to his knees, exposing his hard cut cock that was sticking up against his body. I just looked at his cock first, my hands on his thighs. It was so pretty, I thought. Then I lightly took it in my right hand, rubbing it a little, tracing my fingers over it. This caused a few soft moans. Instinct must have taken over, because I put my right hand behind his cock and started to lick up the shaft to the head. His cock was smooth and tasted a little salty. He started to moan more loudly as he ran his fingers through my hair.

I took his cock into my mouth, unsure how far down I could go on him. I was surprised how easily his cock slid into my mouth. I was even more surprised when his pubic hair brush against my nose because that meant I had taken most of his love muscle inside of my mouth. I slowly began to work it, like girls who had blown me had done. His moaning became louder, almost so loud that we didn't hear the car door slamming outside.

If felt like we almost hit the ceiling when we jumped off the couch, scurrying to get his briefs and jeans, which he had kicked off during foreplay. I ran to the dining room table to read the paper, and he sat on the couch, looking through a magazine. After what seemed like an eternity, he got up to check out things through the front window. It had been a false alarm...a neighbor had parked in front of the house. This caused us both to burst out laughing when we realized what had happened.

I had stood up at the table and was smiling a little, more relieved than anything. John put his hands around my waist.

"I'm sorry if it scared you," he said, as he gave me an unexpected kiss on my cheek. Then he moved to my lips and we started another intense kiss. He pushed me against the table and we grinded into one another.

"We can't," I said, pushing him away. "What if he really does come back?"

John stepped away and said,

"I know. It's not safe...I'm really sorry but I'm just so turned on right now. I hope that doesn't freak you out. This has never happened to me before with a guy. I'm really sorry."

"No, it's OK," I said. "I am too. I don't know what's going on either. I just know it can't happen here or everyone at school will find out...We should really leave...This is just all so new to me."

"Yeah," he said, his voice trailing off and turning his back to me to walk towards the door. Then he stopped and said with his back to me in a very fast pace, "Hey, my parents are gone for the next several days and I'm all alone and do you want to come back to my house? Just to talk about all of this? Or not? I totally understand either way."

"No, it's cool," I said. "I would like that. I think we should talk some about all of this."

After we went to his house, he excused himself to check the phone messages, there were none. Then he went back to his room and emerged a few minutes later in a t-shirt and shorts. I was in the family room. My god his legs looked good! He was so fucking hot! How had I missed that? And why was I feeling that just now? My cock was hard as a rock in my jeans.

"Want something to drink?" he asked.

"Water is good," I said. I totally checked him out while he got two glasses of water. (The kitchen was right off the family room.) I couldn't keep my eyes off his legs. They were so defined. So fucking hot.

"So," he said. "This is pretty fucking weird. I had no idea things would happen like this. All I wanted to do was kiss you and then..."

I had put my water down on the coffee table and lunged into him, kissing him deeply again. His water spilled a little on us but he found the table for his glass. In no time, we were horizontal on the couch, making out furiously. My tongue was buried deep inside of his mouth, exploring him. In no time, I pulled off his t-shirt and shorts, then briefs. My hands were all over his gorgeous nude body. His body felt, smelled, and tasted incredible. Then he pushed me back a bit.

"Hey, no fair," John said. "I'm not the only one here who is going to be naked. Stand up."

He peeled my polo, jeans, briefs, and socks off me in record time. I rushed back on top of him, making out. Our bodies were grinding together as our legs were intertwined. Our hands were also exploring and touching one another in a mad way as we kissed deeply. Then it began to happen...I started to cum. It was so unexpected.

"Oh my god....I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen..."

"It's OK," he whispered in my ear. "It's OK. It's kind of hot really." I continued to cum while he talked, moaning as I thrust into him. God it was intense and I started to tingle all over. Then he wrapped his legs around me and pulled me into him, both of his hands clutching my ass.

"Damn...now it's my turn...God!" John whimpered, as he started to shoot between us. "Oh my god."

Between us it felt like we had shot a quart of cum because our bodies felt