The other night we went to the club in San Francisco, it was gay night, which is so much fun. Anyway after dancing with some hot girls, he started dancing with me, and quite frankly, I loved it, but it still felt kinda weird.
We went back to our apartment and were watching a movie when I felt his head on my shoulder as if he was asleep. I didn't care, but then he started crying and gave me a tender hug. For some reason, I didn't do anything at all. Then he stared rubbing my thigh, working his way up to my cock. It was hard by this time and I let him rub it through my jeans.
He started to take off my belt, then my pants and boxers. I hesitated, but then told him it was OK. He placed himself between my legs and slowly started sucking my dick.
After I nutted in his mouth, it was my turn. I absolutely loved my experience, but still consider myself straight.


