Approaching straight friend

I have a very close friend who I would love to suck. Have thought about asking him when we are on the golf course alone.
 
I have a very close friend who I would love to suck. Have thought about asking him when we are on the golf course alone.
An old buddy if mine and I used to suck each other's cocks while riding in the cart every time we played. Lol we played several days a week at non-peak hours... One evening we had to wait out a storm under a rain shelter and he fucked me right there. Miss him!
 
An old buddy if mine and I used to suck each other's cocks while riding in the cart every time we played. Lol we played several days a week at non-peak hours... One evening we had to wait out a storm under a rain shelter and he fucked me right there. Miss him!
I've had fantasies about the rain shelter thing.
 
I’ve had a few similar situations, but since a friend & I were having a rather honest phone conversation about our sex lives or the lack of one. Well, the conversation inched slowly toward more real honesty. Anyway, I ultimately just blurted out that I’d suck him off if he was there with me. His response was “Will tomorrow work?” Like I said the conversation led slowly toward this direction & I picked up what I thought were enticing signals. So, I just decided to go for it. It worked out, but it clearly could have been different. Also, this is someone I knew wouldn’t talk about it to anyone regardless. This person would never turn his back on me, so I had a somewhat soft landing even if I crashed & burned.
 
Do you think when guys have taken a shot, is it more of a chance a friendship is lost or a fantasy granted?

I have a friend that initiated jacking off together, stayed naked around the house, talks dirty about me gagging on his cock, but when I call him on it - he gets pissed-tough read
lol weird friend
 
Many years ago, shortly after my wife helped me become bi, I was in a meeting with my boss and he seemed tense. After everyone left, I told him I could help him relax if would like. I got under his desk, pulled out his cock and sucked him until he shot a huge load down my throat. After that he took me along on every business trip he went on and we only got one hotel room with one bed and we fucked and sucked each other the whole trip.
 
It sounds to me like your friend is a bit torn possibly, since he initiated the jacking off he must in the back of his mind had some thoughts of gay/bi tendencies he wanted to explore. The fact that he puts you off may mean the jerk off session put those ideas to rest or he still is not ready to give into them if they are still bouncing around in his head. Give him time he is a friend, just be a friend to him don't push the issue and if those thoughts are still in his mind you may get the chance you want and if he doesn't want that type of relationship with you you still have your friend. The last thing is he may be so embarrassed about that time with you his brain can't allow him to accept it.

I had that happen to me, we went on spring break to Fla and we gave into our desires, I let him fuck me many times that week as well as me sucking his cock more times than I can count. We spent way more time in the room with me servicing him than we spent out. When we got back home he wouldn't take my calls and broke off our friendship. So while a tryst with a friend can be extremely hot it can also change/end it also.

Good luck I hope you don't lose a friend over this.
add some beer so he can loosen up and have something to blame it on if it doesnt go the way he wants, not say get drunk just offer him that excuse
 
I’ve had a few similar situations, but since a friend & I were having a rather honest phone conversation about our sex lives or the lack of one. Well, the conversation inched slowly toward more real honesty. Anyway, I ultimately just blurted out that I’d suck him off if he was there with me. His response was “Will tomorrow work?” Like I said the conversation led slowly toward this direction & I picked up what I thought were enticing signals. So, I just decided to go for it. It worked out, but it clearly could have been different. Also, this is someone I knew wouldn’t talk about it to anyone regardless. This person would never turn his back on me, so I had a somewhat soft landing even if I crashed & burned.
Every time I say something like that, they laugh like Im kidding around.
 
My best friend was married but would often tell me how he would like to fuck my wife. One day we were emailing back and forth and I told him that my wife deosn't like to suck cock but I do. The conversation got more involved and eventually he asked me to suck his cock. I was nervous not having done it before but I enjoyed every second of it especially when he came in my mouth and I swallowed. Now whenever the opportunity arises he invites me over to suck his cock. I have asked him if he would fuck me, but he thinks that's too gay. But I am happy just being able to suck his cock.
 
I don't think I could ever make the first move but I have to admit that I have given some thought to how nice it would be if one of my friends brought up the subject.
 
I have an upcoming three day motorcycle trip with a friend I have known for couple of years. I fantasize about him fucking my wife while I lick both of them.
My plan is when we are at the motel room showering to go to the bar , I will come out of the bathroom drying my face and give him a good look at my semi erect cock . Hopefully when he comes out he will do the same so I can tell him what a nice cock he has . If he doesn't take the bait I try harder the following night.
 
Do you think when guys have taken a shot, is it more of a chance a friendship is lost or a fantasy granted?

Many of my fantasies revolve around a couple my wife and I used to hang with, I'll call them Lisa and Jerry.

The fantasies actually began with Lisa, a dirty blonde with big tits and a small, tight body. Gawd, I wanted to fuck her, but I was always worried about overstepping, so I behaved myself. Damn shame; I just know she would have been a good fuck.

But fantasies tend to evolve, and one day I found myself thinking about Jerry, imagining that he would fuck me after Lisa somehow forced me into an untenable situation. Why Jerry became the object of my desire is a bit of a puzzle, because he was kinda pudgy and hardly a dreamboat. But I definitely wanted him to take me. And I wanted Lisa to watch.

The problem was that I had not yet accepted my desire for cock, that and my fear of ruining a perfectly good friendship and of pissing off both wives. So I continued to behave. Just two couples enjoying each others' company.

One day, Jerry's company transferred him to Houston, and we lost touch. It happens. And it wasn't until several years later, just before covid hit, that I finally accepted my need for cock and found myself on my knees, sucking off a man in a bathhouse. My dreams of Jerry have been out of control ever since.

Would I have approached Jerry had I come to terms before his transfer? Probably not. There was still too much fear on my part. But I decided earlier this year that it was time to overcome those fears, because I had to make my own trip to Houston. There was enough distance -- in both time and miles -- that I imagined I could reveal myself to my old friends. I began to rehearse in my mind how I would invite myself to dinner and flirt with Lisa. I would then suggest she watch me suck Jerry's cock. And if I didn't get my face punched, I would offer him my ass as well.

A few weeks before my trip, I dug up the old phone numbers and email addresses. I sent word and left messages. No reply. Were the phone and email out of date? Perhaps they were just out of town.

Bummer. But I'm still not sure that I'm brave enough to approach a friend.
 
Many of my fantasies revolve around a couple my wife and I used to hang with, I'll call them Lisa and Jerry.

The fantasies actually began with Lisa, a dirty blonde with big tits and a small, tight body. Gawd, I wanted to fuck her, but I was always worried about overstepping, so I behaved myself. Damn shame; I just know she would have been a good fuck.

But fantasies tend to evolve, and one day I found myself thinking about Jerry, imagining that he would fuck me after Lisa somehow forced me into an untenable situation. Why Jerry became the object of my desire is a bit of a puzzle, because he was kinda pudgy and hardly a dreamboat. But I definitely wanted him to take me. And I wanted Lisa to watch.

The problem was that I had not yet accepted my desire for cock, that and my fear of ruining a perfectly good friendship and of pissing off both wives. So I continued to behave. Just two couples enjoying each others' company.

One day, Jerry's company transferred him to Houston, and we lost touch. It happens. And it wasn't until several years later, just before covid hit, that I finally accepted my need for cock and found myself on my knees, sucking off a man in a bathhouse. My dreams of Jerry have been out of control ever since.

Would I have approached Jerry had I come to terms before his transfer? Probably not. There was still too much fear on my part. But I decided earlier this year that it was time to overcome those fears, because I had to make my own trip to Houston. There was enough distance -- in both time and miles -- that I imagined I could reveal myself to my old friends. I began to rehearse in my mind how I would invite myself to dinner and flirt with Lisa. I would then suggest she watch me suck Jerry's cock. And if I didn't get my face punched, I would offer him my ass as well.

A few weeks before my trip, I dug up the old phone numbers and email addresses. I sent word and left messages. No reply. Were the phone and email out of date? Perhaps they were just out of town.

Bummer. But I'm still not sure that I'm brave enough to approach a friend.
That is amazing, your story. So honest it enhances your homosexual desires. Wow! Things do happen for a reason, and 100% of the time we don't get an answer for the question. I admire your reaching out to Lisa & Jerry. I tried contacting people whose paths have crossed with mine who were positively gay. A couple I'd met many year ago and at that time I had no interest whatsoever in having dealings with queers.

Man, I share your regrets and disappointment - big time. But I think you did the right things which was to keep your hunger to yourself. Like you, after 8 years of torment I just had to go to a gay bathhouse to suck cock. Wish I would have thought of that much earlier. But I knew (as you do) my place is on my knees blowing a man with obvious lust for his dick. After I gave my first blowjob, many more followed at the same bathhouse. Think about cock 24/7. My mind knows I am a faggot and I'm proud of my courage to pursue my fantasy's. No one else does my friend, and that is how it needs to be.

My advice would be for you to pursue and visit the bathhouse where you first sucked a dick. It's thrilling to blow strangers, maybe you could find a clean married man who loves receiving marvelous blow jobs from another man. Like a steady boyfriend you could get to know to some extent. Even better, one man married to another, who might be willing to spice up his & his husbands sex life - inviting you as a 3rd wheel. Would be fantastic to fall into that situation.

Don't hesitate to PM me anytime. I wall always respond if I get a message from someone.
 
Even better, one man married to another, who might be willing to spice up his & his husbands sex life - inviting you as a 3rd wheel. Would be fantastic to fall into that situation.
I have quite a few fantasies these days, but the thought of two married men wanting to use me sends chills down my spine and makes my dick tingle. So hot to think of having one cock in my mouth while the other pounds my cherry ass. Thank you for the image.
 
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