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Christy and I have been dating for a few years. We have a great relationship, and our sex life is fantastic! Frankly, she is wonderful in bed. I love my girlfriend and don’t typically find myself wanting others. I’ve been faithful except one time.

One afternoon we went to a friend’s graduation party for their daughter. I didn't know anyone and was honestly dreading it. It was a mixed crowd with all ages. Everyone was pleasant and friendly, but I was bored. Then Clay arrived. I immediately knew he was gay.

Clay was very attractive and about five years younger than me. He was in great shape with an athletic build. He was well maintained with a sexy metro look. Clay was very sweet and friendly. Everyone at party clearly enjoyed his company.

We had some small talk and exchanged some niceties. There were a couple of moments where we locked eyes. I certainly felt an attraction, but he knew I was with Christy. As they day went on, I couldn’t help but fantasize about him. There were several times my cock was rock hard as undressed him in my mind.

Later that night, I learned it was apparent I had a hard on. Christy had quite a bit to drink. Because Clay was gay she figured it was ok to talk "men." I can only image what all they talked about. At one point she told him I have a beautiful cock, and it is perfect. Clay said to her, "O' my god, I saw it moving in his shorts earlier."

As I walked up to there conversation, they were giggling like two little girls. I asked what they were laughing about, and they started giggling more. I just shook my head and smiled. Later that night Christy told me, “Clay saw your cock move in your pants.” I laughed it off thinking, "If they only knew what was making my cock move."

I had no intentions of cheating on Christy. It was only a fantasy. We left the party that night, and I wouldn't see Clay until I hosted a party almost a year later.

The next summer I had a party and Christy invited Clay. Being the host, I didn't have much time to socialize. Clay and I exchanged some glances and light conversation. It was awkward at times with some obvious tension.

It was a family crowd, so the party ended early. It was about 6:30PM and most of the guests started to leave. Clay was pretty drunk. There was no way we were going to let him drive. We got him to the couch, and he passed out. Christy had few drinks herself. We continued to hang out for a while but by 9:00PM she was done. I checked on Clay and he was still out, so Christy and I went to bed.

I was restless. With Clay in the other room, I was not able to sleep. I was rock hard laying next to my girlfriend fantasizing about a man sleeping in next room. I couldn’t stop thinking about sinking my thick cock into his beautiful ass.

After a while, I got up to get a glass of water. I went out to the kitchen, and I noticed Clay was awake. It was a bit awkward because I was in my boxers with no shirt. I played it off like it was no big deal. I brought him a glass of water and sat on the couch with him. I asked him how he was feeling, and he said “much better.” I emphatically said you are not going anywhere, and you must spend the night. “There is a spare bedroom and it’s much more comfortable than the couch.” He smiled and agreed to stay.

We continued chatting and were starting to get more comfortable. Then I asked, “do you remember when I walked up to you and Christy at the party last year and you were both giggling?” He knew exactly what I was talking about and turned bright red. Reluctantly, but with a smile he said yes. Christy told me you saw my cock moving in my shorts. “O’ my god, I’m so embarrassed” Clay said. I said, “I must confess, my cock was raging hard that day and I was thinking about you.” He looked at me in shock. My heart was racing wondering what he was thinking. Then he broke a little smile. “Really," he said with his smile growing bigger.

It wasn’t the only thing growing. It was clear my dick was raging. He reached over and gently rubbed my cock through my underwear. “Very nice,” he whispered.

We both leaned in softly pressing our lips together. We began passionately kissing at a nice slow pace. I gently ran my fingers through his hair while my tongue rolled over his tongue. His lips were warm, soft, and moist. There was no turning back! I stood up, took his hand, and brought him to the spare bedroom.

I stood with him at the side of the bed and began to take his clothes off. He had a nice thin build with a smooth chest. I took his shorts down and his cock was standing erect right in my face. It was beautifully shaped with modest size.

I rubbed it on my face taking in his scent. Moving down to his shaft, I took his balls into my mouth while I gently tugged his cock. After a few minutes, I worked back up his shaft and put my lips around his cock. I took him all the way down. He tasted amazing. His pre-cum graced my tongue and was delicious, but I didn’t want him to cum yet.

I stood up and dropped my boxers. My cock was at attention. I’m quite a bit taller than him, so I’m towering over him. He looked down at my cock and gasped, “Christy was right! It’s beautiful.” I’m not a lot of things but I have a nice cock. It’s a good length, but it’s the girth that pleases most people.

He dropped to his knees with my cock in his face. He delicately massaged my balls with his left hand and with his right hand gently grasped my shaft. It felt so fucking good!

I pulled his mouth to my cock. His moist soft lips slowly slid over the head of my cock. He gently worked my head, and then slid his lips all the way down my shaft. His warm moist mouth engulfed my penis as his lips slid down to the base. The pleasure was running through my cock into my entire body. It wasn’t long before had to stop him. I was about to coat the back of his throat, but I had other plans.

I stood him up then pushed him onto his stomach on the bed. His ass was gorgeous! I like a nice small smooth butt with little shape to it.

I pulled his cheeks apart exposing his beautiful smooth pink hole. I gently grazed it with my tongue. He quietly moaned with pleasure. I began to run my tongue deeper up his ass getting it nice and moist.

There was no way I going to get my thick cock in his tight ass without lube, so I began to prime his hole. I worked his ass with my fingers and lots of lube. It was time. My cock was aching hard. His hole was ready.

He looked so amazing, and I could hardly wait to enter him. He was lying on his stomach, and I put pillows under him to raise his ass for the perfect position. I got behind him, then gently pressed the head of my cock onto his hole. I knew he was going to be tight, and I needed to be gentle.

I rubbed his hole with the head of my cock and gently pressed until it began to enter. He began to moan louder. “Shhh,” we need to be quiet.” “Be gentle,” he said. I pressed a little harder and his hole opened up. I paused, so I didn’t hurt him. I gently sunk my cock into him. The first couple of strokes were only partway. Then I pulled my cock out to the edge and sunk it deep inside of him. We both let out quiet moan of pleasure.

My body was laying on his, and I was thrusting my thick hard cock into tight warm moist hole. My pace was slow at first. My strokes began to become deep and heavy. I gradually began to pick it up. For a brief moment I was concerned we were loud, but it I didn’t want to stop. I continued thrusting into him hot and heavy. After pumping into him for several minutes, my balls were ready to explode. I pushed one last stroke into him and released my load deep inside of him. I stopped my thrust so he could feel my hot juicy cum pulse through my cock into his hole.

I laid on top of him not moving with my balls drained and cock still inside of him. His body began to quiver. With my weight on him and his cock grinding into the pillow he was cumming.

We both laid there not moving catching our breath. We were exhausted from the pleasure. After a while we cleaned up, and I went back to my room with Christy. At least for now, it’s the only time Clay and I have been together. Christy still has not clue.