Straight Guys Can Fuck Ch. 3

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"Don't light the house on fire, and no wild parties!" My dad told me, standing at the front door with a suit case slung over his shoulder. Next to him, each carrying another bag were my Mom, and Mr. and Mrs. Tamson, Ryan's Mom and Dad. Ryan and I stood in front of them in my living room nodding our heads to their comments.

"All right then, Buh bye, see you Sunday." My dad said, as I returned the good-bye, he was out the door. Next was my Mom, and then both of Ryan's parents, and once all the farewells were given, they were all out the door and shutting it behind them, Ryan and I were alone.

It had been six months since our two families had taken a trip to Virginia Beach, where Ryan had taught me a very valuable lesson. We hadn't seen each other for more than a few minutes at a time since then, as we go to different schools. However, since we were now 18, and finally deemed old enough to stay home alone for an entire weekend, here we were together at my house. Our parents take a winter trip to my cabin up north every year for a weekend. I usually am forced to stay at my grandparents' house during this trip, while my older sisters got to stay at friends' houses. My sisters were once again at their friends' houses, and Ryan's younger sister was at his aunt's house, and his older one also at a friend's house. Unlike other years however, our parents had decided we were finally old enough to stay alone, on the condition that we were together. So, my straight friend, and experimental homosexual partner was sleeping over my house for the entire weekend.

I couldn't be more excited about the weekend. If you don't know from my last two adventures at Virginia Beach, Ryan has been my long-time best friend as a result of the friendship my parents and his parents have shared our entire lives. He's also served as my gay fantasy in my otherwise heterosexual world for as long as I can remember. For years I've dreamed and lusted of his hot defined body, which as a result of the many sports he participated in, was much more muscular then mine, and as you'd know if you've been doing your homework, last summer, my fantasy came true when Ryan taught me that straight guys can fuck.

As we heard our parents pull away and honk twice as they flew up the street beginning their journey to my cabin on the lake, Ryan turned to me.

"So, what the hell is up Cuz?" Ryan asked me in his city slang that I've come to expect from him. Since he lived in the city, and I lived in the suburbs around the city, we had a totally different way of speaking. He called me cuz a lot, because we'd grown up as close as cousins, even though we shared no relation.

"Uhh, not a whole hell of a lot." I replied. Which was the truth, life had been nothing short of completely dull since summer came to an end and my senior year of High School started.

"Oh, what the fuck!" Ryan exclaimed, catching me completely off guard as he stepped closer to me in the living room. He immediately dropped to his knees in front of me and reached to the fly of my jeans unbuttoning them and then unzipping them, causing them to drop to the floor.

In that split second, I realized excitedly that Ryan had the same idea about this weekend as I had. We had an entire house to ourselves and as I had planned, it seemed he as well wanted to further test his theory that straight guys can fuck. Not only that, but that straight guys can fuck in any place.

I found myself standing there in my Adidas T-shirt and blue boxer shorts as Ryan sat on his knees before me. I let out a sigh as he jerked my boxers down to my ankles, letting my semi-hard member flop free.

"There's what I've been waiting for since this summer!" He exclaimed taking my smooth meat in his hands, I felt as if pulses of electricity were shooting from my cock to the rest of my body as he rubbed my stiffening snake with in his hands. He cupped my dangling balls and let them roll in and between his left fingers as he began jerking my cock back and forth and twisting it from side to side. I moaned even louder.

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