Sex with a friend, how it happens.

I don't even know where to begin, because this is one of those cases you keep to yourself and don't tell anyone, except maybe incognito. This is a true story that happened to me just a few years ago. A lot has changed in my life since then. I moved to another city, got married, and you could say I have a completely different life now, but the memories sometimes make my heart beat faster... So, let's begin.

the girl and I started living alone. However, Andrey and I were very close and hung out together all the time. I want to say that I didn't have fantasies about having sex with him, although I sometimes fantasized, purely abstractly, about sex with a man. Anyway, one day I invited him over...

It was about 6 in the evening, I went to the store and bought a bottle of good cognac, about 0.7 liters, since classes had ended a week ago and it was pretty boring, and since I didn't want to drink alone, I decided to call Artem and invite him over, fortunately he didn't live too far away. I dialed his number:

 — Hey, what are you up to?

 — Not much...

 — Come over to my place, let's hang out, I bought a bottle of cognac.

 — Okay, I'll be there in about 40 minutes.

Anyway, I got everything ready pretty quickly, then looked at the clock; there were about 20 minutes until he arrived, and I decided to flip through the porn magazine I had bought the day before but hadn't had a chance to look at yet. After flipping through a few pages, I got pretty aroused and decided to go to the bathroom and masturbate to relieve the tension, because I hadn't had a girlfriend for over a month. I had just gone into the bathroom and unzipped my fly, taking out my hard cock, when the doorbell rang. I cursed, zipped up my jeans, and went to open the door, thinking to myself that Andrey could have come a bit later.

I opened the door, Andrey came into the hallway, we greeted each other, exchanged a couple of meaningless words while he took off his outerwear. Then we went straight to the kitchen. It was quite cold outside and Andrey was chilled, so he immediately drank about a hundred grams of cognac without a chaser.

Then we started chatting about all sorts of things. We were having a good time, joking, telling each other new jokes. And then, somehow imperceptibly, our conversation drifted to women and sex. Andrey was never shy about telling me how he had sex with his girlfriend, and even when they had to spend the night in a room with a lot of people—students are a fun crowd—they were never embarrassed to have sex, and to be honest, I even peeked at them once and jerked my cock. After a while, Andrey asked me:

 — Hey, do you have any porn?

 — Yeah, I bought a magazine yesterday... Want to take a look?

 — Yeah, bring it.

Finally, after looking through the magazine (during which he touched his fly a few times, as if by accident), Andrey demonstratively yawned and said:

 — Well, shall we go to sleep? It's getting late...

 — Yeah, let's go, but we'll have to sleep together; I don't have a mattress to put on the floor, and the landlady allowed me to throw out your old bed. — I said.

 — Let's do it, I want to try it too, but let's go to the bathroom, I want to do it in the shower — said Andrey.

We took a blanket, in case we were going to fuck on the floor, and went there. What happened next was a completely new experience for me—anal sex. Before this time, I had already put fingers and various things up my ass, but now everything was different... We went into the bathroom, spread the blanket on the floor, but didn't lie down. We stood facing each other, kissing and jerking each other's cocks. After a while, I said:

 — Let's turn on the shower, and I want you to fuck me in the ass.

We turned on the shower and stood in the bathtub, then I sucked Andrey's cock for a while to get it properly wet, and finally Andrey turned me around with my ass toward him. He held me with one hand and guided his cock with the other. I squatted down a little and felt something hard pressing against my anus. Gradually, he increased the pressure. I felt a slight pain and how my tight little hole opened up to take his cock inside. He inserted his dick into me and started fucking me, gradually speeding up the pace, while jerking my cock with his hand... It was amazing. I felt his big, hard dick tearing my ass apart; he was moving inside me, and I don't know how to describe that feeling... After a while, Andrey increased the pace, and I felt his cock start to pulse and he began to cum inside me. Unable to hold back, I started cumming too. My anus clenched around his cock and Andrey moaned... Soon, exhausted, we went to the room, got dressed, and collapsed to sleep...

And in the morning, we parted ways...

I asked Andrey as he was leaving:

 — Will everything stay the same between us?

 — Yes. He said.

But things didn't stay the same; something like that isn't forgotten. What happened between us, two men, still sometimes makes my heart beat faster. We sometimes see each other when I visit his city, but that happens very rarely. And it's hard for us to communicate because we have different lives, families, and the memories of that one and only night in my life spent with a man don't give me, and I think him, any peace, because it's considered that we're normal guys and all this is wrong...

But here, everyone must decide for themselves how to be in such a situation. As for myself, I can say I don't regret that night, and I might repeat it again someday.