Go for Broke

Brother, have you given yourself the opportunity to stroke a cock to completion? Have you mustered up the courage to ask your best friend if he wants to jerk off to porn together? Have you let him stroke you off while you moaned sweet nothings into his ear? Has he let you take his piece into your throat and have you let him cum on your tongue? If your answer is no, what is holding you back?

I came of age in the early 2000’s in a predominantly Latino neighborhood in Los Angeles County. In those days there was still very much a social stigma around behavior that was deemed “gay.” In fact, to be called gay was a fight-worthy insult and to be caught exhibiting “gay” behavior was social anathema. You simply couldn’t recover from it. So despite being very obviously attracted to women I still took every precaution to avoid any sort of behavior that could be misinterpreted as me liking boys. In retrospect I can’t help but laugh at how juvenile that line of thought was. If you told me in my teenage years that I would become a man who loved busting nuts with the boys I would have told you to fuck off. I couldn’t imagine it.

Let me paint this picture for you. I am in my early 30’s, married to my smoke-show of a wife, and together we’re raising three kids. My wife and I have had a dynamic and fulfilling sex life since we were in high school (yeah, we go way back) and I love nothing more than being inside of her pussy. It was the first pussy I ever fucked and yes, my dick was the lucky one that popped her cherry. My wife and I have been fucking for just about two decades and I still can’t get enough of it. But you know what else I can’t get enough of?

Big, hard, throbbing cocks. 

When I first wrapped my hand around my best friend's shaft I was intoxicated with lust. I nearly passed out. When I stroked him to orgasm within minutes I felt a power I never knew. That first cock spit up before I could really get a rhythm going, the taboo nature of two teenagers fucking around with each others dicks proved too overwhelming to prolong past a few minutes. But with each dick I would milk I grew more confident. I didn’t need to learn how to jerk a man off, I had a lifetime of practice before I hit the scene. I just needed to find my stride. Since then I enjoyed plenty a cock whenever I wasn’t fucking my wife into our bed-frame.

I’ve serviced my best friend time and time again. He loves when I stroke him while we cuddle.

I’ve sucked my step-dad’s dick. So dirty, right? He loves when I act like a little sissy twink for him.

I’ve taken my flesh-light over to my old youth pastor’s house and spent the night fucking his dick with it. My goodness that memory still fucks my brain chemistry up. Nothing like holding that pocket pussy in place as your mentor unloads into it.

I’ve let my friend’s grandfather thrust into my thighs from behind while holding onto my hips. 

I’ve whimpered like a sissy for the men in my life who get off on that kind of shit.

I’ve spanked my favorite little twink friends until they’ve cried and begged for my cum.

I don’t discriminate. You want to know why? Because it fucking feels good. 

If you haven’t figured it out by now, I do whatever I want in bed. I might fuck my wife tonight and cum all over her tits and tomorrow I might frot with one of my boy toys and take HIS nut on my chest. It depends on how I’m feeling. 

That’s all this is. Feelings. What do you want and how do you want it? Nearly ten years ago I learned that men love getting off together but most of us are still stuck in old ways of thinking. I have outgrown labels. It’s nonsense. If I want some dick in my mouth I’m going to call my best friend and he is going to gladly pump my throat full of cum. After I swallow him whole he’s going to get down on his knees and take me all the same. Then we’ll shower together and go catch dinner all the while texting our wives that we’ll be home soon. No problems here. No complications. Everyone gets what they want and we’re all better for it.

So, my brother, why are you still scared about stirring up that conversation? Don’t overthink it. You would be surprised at what could come of your boldness.