Samesex/straised
                                          Straight Seduction
                         I hadn't intended to seduce Justin.....it just sort of
                  happened.  With his long blond hair and green eyes, Justin was a
                  drop-dead gorgeous friend of mine.  We were both studying at the
                 same college with the same major, and I saw him in every one of my
                classes.  I'd spent many nights jerking off thinking about this hot
                   stud!!  He had a trim waist and nice, nice legs.  We'd played
                  volleyball together before and watching him jump around in those
                 shorts very nearly gave me a heart attack -- my heart was pounding
                  every time we jostled for the ball and my cock swelled with lust
                 every time we touched.  He was one of the first people I told when
                    I came to college, and he took it pretty well -- very well,
                 actually, for a straight boy.  He never made a big deal of it, to
                  him I was just another guy, no different from anyone else. Maybe
                  that's what attracted me to him.  Still, though I'd often fanta-
                 sized about doing it with Justin, I never thought I'd be proposi-
                  tioning him -- and I never, ever thought he'd agree!    It was a
                 Friday night, and we were in Justin's car.  He pulled out onto the
                 roadway and into the traffic.  Justin looked unusually preoccupied
                 as he drove on through the night as he ran five stop signs without
                noticing.  I looked at him carefully.  He was driving with only one
                        hand, the other one hanging out the driver's window.
                      "Uh...Justin?"  No response.  "Justin?  You okay?"  Still no
                  response.  "Hey! Justin!"  I touched his thigh lightly as I said
                                it.  He jumped a little and turned.
                                             "Hmmm?  What?"
                     "You've just run five stop signs without even slowing down  --
                                           are you okay?"
                         "Yeah...I'm alright, I guess."  We pulled into an empty
                 parking lot by the railroad tracks beside the river.  It was quiet
                and the moon, hidden by some clouds, provided little light.  He cut
                 the engine and we sat for a while in silence.  Finally, he spoke.
                                         "Nice spot, eh, Chris?"
                           "Yeah...it is kinda nice.  Very romantic, Justin."
                        "Yeah," he laughed.  "I used to bring my girlfriend here
                before we broke up."  The smile faded from his face and it suddenly
                made sense to me why Justin was acting so strangely:  he had broken
                           up with his girlfriend exactly two months ago.
                                    "I'm sorry, Justin -- I forgot."
                      "Hey...it's okay," he said "It's not your fault.  Sometimes,
                                      I wish...aw, forget it."
                        I looked carefully at him, and our eyes locked.  Shit, I
                        wanted him badly.  He looked so helpless.  "Justin?"
                                                "Uh-huh?"
                      "Have you ever..."  I took a deep breath.  "...like, have you
                 ever wanted to, y'know -- well, did you ever think about trying it
                  with a guy?"  There.  I'd said it.  I'd never, ever been so bold
                                        with Justin before.
                            Justin just stared at me.  I looked away quickly.
                       "I'm sorry," I stammered, embarassed.  "I just thought...I
                 could make you feel better, that's all.  I didn't mean...fuck, I'm
                  sorry Justin."  I stared straight ahead, not wanting to look at
                 him.  Had I just soured our friendship?  He's probably pissed off
                   at me -- and he should be.  I was kicking myself for acting so
                             stupidly.  I must have looked like a fool.
                          After a long silence, Justin let out a sigh. "Chris?"
                                                 "Yeah?"
                      "What...like, what did you have in mind?"  I couldn't believe
                 my ears!  I turned to look at him again and he moved back from me
                   slightly, still a little wary.  I smiled weakly and swallowed.
                      "Well...I don't know.  Anything I guess -- I was just, like,
                wondering that's all...I mean, if there's anything I can do for you
                                     I'd like to help you out."
                                           "Nothing serious?"
                       "No, no.  Nothing serious -- just whatever you'd feel okay
                                 with."  He seemed to relax a bit.
                      "I'm sorry, Chris, it's just-" he began, but I cut him off. 
                   "No, Justin -- I'm sorry.  I was out of place."  He smiled and
                                      leaned over towards me.
                      "Hey.  Relax.  I don't hate you."  I felt very relieved when
                 he said that and managed to smile a little.  "What I was going to
                  say is that it's just that you caught me off guard.  I have been
                  kinda considering trying it with you.  I know it sounds kind of
                 lame, but I was just scared, y'know?"  He paused, then continued.
                  "I've...I've never done anything serious with guys -- I mean, me
                 and a few buddies jerked off together a bit when we were younger,
                 but we just did ourselves, never each other.  But I've been out of
                any action for awhile since breaking up and jerking off by yourself
                    gets kind of boring after awhile..."  I moved closer to him.
                                "So...can I do anything for you, Justin?"
                       "I don't know.  Maybe.  Yeah, probably.  I'm so damn horny
                 right now that I could try anything...who knows?  Maybe I can get
                off with another guy.  It's really nice of you to offer yourself to
                          me anyways...the least I can do is try it, eh?"
                      "Well...it's the perfect spot at least!"  I said, and we both
                   laughed.  The tension was gone between us and at last we felt
                                 comfortable with each other again.
                                    "Do you, uh, do oral?" he asked.
                           I smiled.  "You mean you want a blow job, Justin?"
                      "Yeah," he grinned, "I wasn't sure if you called it the same
                                 thing or what -- pretty lame, eh?"
                            I reached over and placed my hand on his crotch.
                      "Oh, I don't know..." I said as I felt the bulge in his jeans
                   swell slowly beneath my touch, "this doesn't feel too lame to
                                               me..."
                      Justin groaned and bit his lower lip as I slowly massaged his
                growing basket.  With my other hand, I began stroking his chest and
                stomach through his shirt.  My own crotch began swelling as my cock
                 grew to rock-hard stiffness.  Justin leaned back against the door,
                stretching his frame out across the bench seat with one leg planted
                   firmly on the floor and the other across the back of the seat,
                    allowing me full access to his groin.  I bent over and began
                unbuttoning his shirt from the bottom up, exposing more and more of
                 his taut young torso.  Soon, Justin's shirt was opened completely
                from his waist to his collar and the material lay to either side of
                  his body.  He had a beautiful body, almost hairless except for a
                   line of dark blonde hair leading from his navel down into his
                   underwear and a fairly dense  of underarm hair. He lay there,
                 open and inviting, barely breathing a word as I massaged his naked
                              flesh, squeezing and stroking his body.
                      "Oh...mmmm...ah,yeah..." he moaned as I bent over and kissed
                   his belly.  An involuntary shudder went through his body and I
                                      looked up into his eyes.
                              "Everything okay so far?" I asked hopefully.
                      "Oh yeah...it feels great.  Shit, I never knew it could feel
                             so-o-o-o-o-o-o-o good with another guy..."
                        "Well, if you want me to stop -- if I, uh, go too far or
                      something, you know, just tell me to stop and I will..."
                              "Sounds good...right now, the word is GO..."
                     I smiled and wordlessly went back to Justin's body.  His warm,
                    soft skin felt delicious against my lips and I licked at his
                 nipples, feeling them harden like bullets into my mouth.  I sucked
                 at first one, then the other, all the while stroking his body with
                my hands.  I could feel Justin's crotch jammed up against mine, our
                hard bulges rubbing together eroticly.  Moving my way slowly up his
                 body, I licked at his neck, tonguing his Adam's apple and kissing
                  the nape of his neck.  He groaned again, and put his arms around
                me, clumsilly but earnestly.  I was in ecstasy as he held me to him
                        closely and I began to work a hickey into his neck.
                     After I had finished leaving my mark on Justin's neck, I moved
                 up and stared into his eyes, our mouths only inches apart. I could
                   hear him breathing, feel his breath on my cheeks.  There was a
                smouldering sensuality in his eyes and we lay there for what seemed
                                  like an eternity, just staring.
                          "Justin..." I whispered at last, "...can I kiss you?"
                      He smiled.  "What the fuck have you been doing to me up 'til
                                               now?"
                       "Yeah, but I mean REALLY kiss you this time.  On the lips.
                                Open-mouthed.  A really deep kiss."
                         He paused and his eyes looked away for a second, as if
                                considering, then refocussed on me.
                              "Sure," he said, "what the hell...go for it!"
                      I grinned and kissed him gently on the lips.  We moved apart
                  again, and then I kissed him again, more firmly.  My lips parted
                  slightly and my tongue ran over his closed lips, seeking entry.
                   Almost instantly, Justin's lips opened themselves to me and we
                 traded tongues, exploring each other deeply.  Thrilled, I felt his
                 tongue reach down into my throat and I returned the favor.

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  I felt
                  Justin's hands pull my shirt out of my jeans; his touch upon my
                   naked back, urging me on.  He stripped my shirt off and began
                 stroking my shoulders, taking my tongue into his mouth again.  We
                 moaned in unison, enjoying each other's oral attentions.  When we
                finally broke the kiss, we were both out of breath and hornier than
                                               ever.
                       "Not bad," I said as I pinched his nipples, "not too bad at
                  all...for a straight boy."  He laughed and grabbed my shoulders
                                playfully, pushing me down his body.
                               "On your knees, cocksucker -- do me good!"
                       I kneeled on the floor of the car, my face in front of his
                 crotch.  Using only my teeth, I undid his belt buckle and unbutt-
                 oned his tight, faded Levis.  In the fantastic silence of the warm
                  night air, the sound of Justin's zipper coming undone filled the
                 car with a rude metallic echo that hinted at the carnal plea-sures
                                           yet to come...
                       Justin peeled off his jeans, exposing his crotch to me.  I
                   mouthed his erect cock through the thin material of his cotton
                  briefs.  The sweet and salty taste of his well-worn Calvin Klein
                  underwear was at once strange and familiar.  It filled my senses
                with perverse and lewd thoughts, thoughts that never failed to turn
                   me on more and more.  I licked at the sticky cotton pouch that
                  stood as the last barrier between me and Justin's hard throbbing
                 fuckpole, enjoying the well-seasoned fabric, tasting the delicious
                  essence of a hot young stud in heat.  Crotch sweat and cum laced
                   with cologne was soaked into Justin's underwear, and I tongue-
                 bathed his hot nuts through the now wet cotton.  As I continued my
                    oral exploits on him, Justin ran his hands through my hair,
                 encouraging me on and on, telling me how much he liked it.  After
                 a few more minutes with his tasty cotton briefs, I removed them by
                    taking the waistband in my teeth and pulling the spit-soaked
                                   garment off of Justin's body.
                         There, in all of its circumcised glory, stood Justin's
                  beautiful cock, achingly erect while still soft to the touch --
                like velvet over steel.  I extended my tongue out slowly, moving my
                 lips closer and closer to his quivering fuckpole.  My mouth began
                             to close over his walnut sized dickhead...
                       "Stop, Chris."  Shit.  I froze instantly.  Oh well.  It was
                  good while it lasted.  I closed my mouth...before getting to his
                  dick.  I looked up at Justin and he put his hands on my head and
                                              grinned.
                       "Just testing."  Fuck.  I could've killed him.  He began to
                         giggle uncontrollably and I couldn't help smiling.
                        "Do you realize," I said, trying not to laugh, "that I've
                                       killed men for less?"
                      "Aw, c'mon, Chris," Justin said as he took my hand, "how can
                 you hate a guy who's giving you this?" he purred as he wrapped my
                             fist around his stiff, throbbing cockmeat.
                      Wordlessly, I knelt in front of him again and licked his cock
                   thoroughly, coating his dick in my spit until it glowed in the
                 moonlight streaming in through the front windshield.  The moon was
                brighter now, obscured no longer by the hazy clouds that dimmed the
                   landscape earlier in the evening.  It was a good sign.  Justin
                gasped and shuddered again.  I bent my head down and took his heavy
                   nuts in my mouth, sucking on them gently.  I then rolled them
                around in my mouth, feeling their weight.  I could just imagine the
                 huge load of spermsauce that Justin's balls were churning out, and
                 how incredibly good it was going to taste when Justin finally shot
                his pent-up load into me.  I released his balls and returned to his
                shaft, licking his hot wet ramrod up and down, over and over again. 
                  I twirled my tongue around his hot, hard dickhead, chewing on it
                gently.  Then, I took his entire throbbing cockshaft into my mouth,
                 swallowing his huge spermserver and deep-throating him all the way
                in, even tucking both his balls into my well-stuffed mouth.  I held
                   him there for about five seconds, letting my throat do magical
                  things to his huge rod.  Then, I pulled almost all of his prick
                   back out of my mouth, retaining only the walnut-sized dickhead
                 behind my lips. It was then that Justin began thrusting his hips,
                 grinding his cock into my eager, hungry mouth.  Justin was fucking
                 my mouth!  In and out, in and out, Justin humped my face, forcing
                   his long hard shaft right down into my throat.  I loved it!  I
                  could hardly believe I had managed to turn a supposedly straight
                 boy on so much!  He started telling me again how much he loved it
                 and how fascinated he was that he could get so much pleasure from
                                            another guy.
                       "Ah, yeah...suck that dick, Chris...mmmm, yeah...fuck, man,
                this feels so fuckin' good...oh, yes, yes, lick that stick...I want
                to cum in your mouth, cocksucker....oh, ohhhh, shit, you're so much
                 better than that stupid bitch...yes, do it to me, ah, I want it so
                 bad..." he was moaning to himself, pinching his own nipples as he
                thrusted his hips up.  "OH FUCK, FUCK, YEAH...I'M GONNA CUM, CHRIS,
                                OH YEAH, TAKE IT, TAKE IT!!!!!!!!!"
                     Justin's thrusts became more and more urgent, and his cries of
                  ecstasy echoed in my ears as his already-gigantic sex organ grew
                   more and more swollen until it was at its biggest, hardest and
                   sexiest.  His throbbing manmeat was a fantastic turn on and I
                 gently raked my teeth across his superhard shaft -- not enough to
                   hurt him, but enough to add a delicious sensation to what was
                 likely the best blow job he had ever gotten.  Sure enough, Justin
                 began cumming in my throat.  I pulled back enough of his cock and
                  jerked on his balls with my hand until I could taste some of his
                    divine spermsauce as he filled my mouth with the boiling hot
                 boyjuice that I craved so much.  Wave after wave of thick, creamy
                 cumcream came spewing out of his throbbing fuckpole, so much that
                   I couldn't swallow all of it; I was drowning in a sea of white
                 sticky molten manjuice and loving every minute of it.  I loved the
                taste of Justin's fuckjuices, sweet and rich like fine cream, I let
                 some of it dribble down my chin, and rubbed it into my neck.  Some
                  of it leaked out around the corners of my mouth and went sliding
                 down Justin's spit-slicked sexstick and matted Justin's wiry blond
                                             cock hair.
                      Just when I thought that I'd surely choke on the sheer volume
                  of Justin's cum, the flow abruptly stopped.  Justin's body went
                  limp and he lay gasping for air, his chest drenched with sweat,
                 completely spent from his violent and passionate orgasm.  Pulling
                  his rapidly softening prick from my mouth, I moved on top of him
                 again and we shared a sensuous open-mouthed tongue-kiss.  I passed
                  some of Justin's cum back to him, letting it drip slowly from my
                  mouth into his.  He savored the unique thrill of tasting his own
                    well-heated juices, and let them slide down his throat as we
                                     tongued each other hotly.
                       "Fuck....I never knew how amazing another guy could make me
                            feel!" Justin sighed as he stroked my chest.
                             "So...it was, ah, good for you too, I take it?"
                                                "Chris?"
                                                 "Yes?"
                                        "I think I'm in love..."
                       "Yeah, right.  And tomorrow we won't say a word about what
                  happened tonight, we'll never have sex again, you'll meet a nice
                  girl, get married, invite me to the wedding and you'll name your
                                       first child after me."
                                         "Even if it's a girl?"
                                      "Especially if it's a girl."
                       Justin laughed and planted a wet kiss on my neck, his hands
                                   roaming my still flushed body.
                       "And what," he said between wet swipes of his tongue, "if I
                  wake up tomorrow and think `Yeah, that was good.  I could go for
                                            this, too'?"
                              "Then I'd say you probably swing both ways."
                       "Isn't that good?  Doesn't that mean I double my chances?"
                         "You know something?" I asked, "You're a slut, Justin."
                                      "Thanks, Chris.  I love you."
                       We lay there for a while, enjoying each other's bodies.  It
                  seemed like a long time as we lay touching, exploring, feeling,
                  stroking.  I had dreamed about doing it with Justin for so long,
                 and I had always thought it would be like this, yet now that I had
                  tasted his cum, there was none of the driving passionate urges I
                normally had to fuck his ass raw or wrap my own lovehole around his
                 steely rod.  Rather, there was the far more satisfying feeling of
                contentment:  I felt content to leave Justin's ass for another day,
                   confident that I would in fact one day fuck Justin's hot tight
                  virgin ass; content and confident in knowing that, chances were,
                  he'd want to suck me off and drink my cum or maybe even fuck me
                                        with his big prick.
                        And sure enough, there came a time when we did fuck each
                 other, and suck each other.  But right then, I was just happy that
                I'd made him happy.  I'd seduced a straight boy, and I was proud of
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