I guess your first time is never exactly how you might imagine it. I always knew I was bisexual. No doubt. Girls made me horny, I tried not to look at guys in the shower after football practice cause I would have to fight getting hard. I was a guy I doubt that anyone suspected I was bi. 6'2" played football and fucked the cheerleaders but looked at some of the guys bulges in their uniforms. I kept it to myself. Small town and all. One of the guys had a package to die for. He'd walk by after practice and my jockstrap was barely holding me in.

After we graduated some moved away, some worked on the family farms, I worked as a mechanic fixing farm machinery. Blair, the guy with the nice package and I would bump into at the local bar at night. We'd slam a couple beers and watch college football. He could have maybe have played college ball. He was fast.

We were looking at girls and doing the "I'd like to fuck her" talk. Nice tits. All the guy stuff guy's say to feel macho. He brought up high school. He said, "I could be reading something into this but, when we were in the locker room showering after games and stuff, you never showered till everyone else was out. I did that too. I was even after you." I said, "Yeah, I was always slow getting the tape off my ankles." Oh, okay. I thought it was maybe for the same reason as me? Blair said, not easy to talk about and I thought maybe you might be like me? I said "Like, worried that seeing a naked man might give you an erection?" His jaw dropped. I nodded. "To be honest, that's the real reason I stayed out till the very last. There. Now you know my secret." Blair said it was the same as his. So here we are a couple football jocks that found each other attractive and didn't say anything to each other. Till now. We said very little. We stood up and walked out leaving our beers half finished.

He had a crappy old farm truck. We climbed in and it was like a movie embrace. It wasn't clumsy at all. It was likely we'd played this out in our minds for years. I rubbed his crotch right where I saw his package every football season. I had him drive the truck to a more private location. It was easy. Super dark night and lots of clumps of bushes to park behind.

He sat back and asked me to pull my pants down. He wanted to see what he knew he'd get hard looking at. He pulled his pants down. When I pulled my pants down and just like he thought he got brutally erect but so did I. Main difference was I was mid orgasm. No manual stimulation yet I was mid orgasm, and it was good, very good and a long time cumming. Blair leaned over and kissed me and leaned over and took me in his mouth. My cock was thick with cum. He licked it all off causing me to get horribly erect again. Blair, this strong muscular man licking my cum off my cock and sucking me now, drawing his lips up and kissed the head as he got to the top. I was running my fingers through his hair telling how long I'd waited for this. I had no idea. He was savouring it and holding my testicles, rolling them as I moaned. I was anxious to pleasure him like he was pleasuring me. I wanted to demonstrate how much I'd wanted him all these years too. The orgasm was building. I told him I was cumming. He sucked and sucked and I filled his mouth. He sat up and kissed me. We played with my cum. We swapped it back and forth and churned it with our tongues. I was masturbating him as we cum kissed. My other hand was squeezing his muscular ass cheeks. He was a strong farm boy. I wanted to kiss every part of him. When he thought I was pleasured fully he allowed me to go down on him. When my lips touched his cock he let out a huge loud groan. We'd both waited for so long. I never thought this day would come. It was like a crazy dream. I played with the head of his cock and licked his shaft. He was delirious and so was I. Our first gay sex with the person we'd dreamt of. I masturbated many times about Blair. Sucking his cock was a fantasy come true. As he came in my mouth all the good feelings washed over me. He cum was candy for me. Giving him such pleasure made me wild. My cock was leaking juices again. His truck would need a complete cleaning.

The truck was only so big and it was getting late. Small town kids tend to live at home a little longer than city kids. We both lived at home. We needed to share a nice private bed. There was really only two options. Drive into the city and get a room. Or, we had a cabin a couple hundred miles north. We decided the cabin was safest. No one would be up there, it was too cold really but we could fire up the fireplace and move a bed close to it. We made a plan and had to wait a week.

We loaded up and no one suspected a couple big football jocks were up to anything sexual. We said we were just going to party in the city. We raced to the cabin. We went in and got the fire going to take the chill off the fall air. We moved the biggest bed out in the main area and put nice fresh sheets on it. We climbed into bed and made sure the lube was close. We spooned and Blair pushed his bum into me. Blair wanted me to take him. I looked at him muscular ass and my cock was already in the crack of his ass humping him. That was foreplay. Blair was squeezing his ass cheeks the relaxing almost suck my cock towards the hole. I lubed his ass. I leaned over his shoulder. I told him I'd always loved him. He smiled, "I know." The head of my cock was coated in lube and his hole was ready. I pushed in and here we were, years later finally fulfilling a late gay love fantasy. He ass welcomed my cock. He was grabbing handfuls of the bedding as I thrust into him. He made some loud grunting and groaning sounds. God! Fuck me! Fuck my gay ass! Fuck me hard! I'm your cock sucking bitch. I lasted only 7 or 8 minutes. I shot blast after blast of my goo into his tight gay hole. He was my bottom. No doubt. He wanted me on top. He wanted me to dominate his prissy muscular ass. His gaping hole clearly was dripping some of my man seed. He turned to me. He was my lover now. We cuddled and kissed. I went down on him and sucked his cock to get him off. He came but he was already satisfied. Fucking him the second time just got better. I lasted longer and his intense feelings shook his body when I orgasmed in him. It seemed to get better and better. By the third time I took him he was shaking like a leaf when my juice flowed into him. He couldn't walk straight we fucked so much. Two days of anal and oral sex and not much else. No tv. We had a few years being intimate to deal with. We tried many positions and Blair had little interest in fucking me. He was a total bottom. He did fuck me to satisfy my curiosity. I really did like a cock in my ass but Blair was our bottom and I felt good being on top of him. His was my 6'2" gay man. It was going to be tough being gay in our small town. We kept our relationship to ourselves for now. We'll figure something out. There's a few lesbian couples. I think it's just the fact we're manly football playing types. We don't fit the mold maybe?
Fuck it. We'll see what happens. All we know is this took way too long to happen for us!!