Accidental First Time at a Gay Party - Part 1

Everyone is 18. This is fiction.

For full disclosure, this is based on a true story, except I was the guy who pulled him in to make out. You'll see who I mean down in the story. We became friends after this and he told me his perspective.

Didn’t realize it was a gay party. There were so many girls there! But as I was hanging around past 2am still partying, I looked up from a deep conversation with this random girl to find that there were dudes who were mostly shirtless and making out all around me. I had never even seen gay guys make out before in person. I was shocked and wondering if it was more appropriate if I left. I turned to the girl to ask if she wanted to get out of there, but she had literally disappeared while I was turned around. I never even got her name. The lights were dim and blue, college party style, and the smell of stale beer and girly perfume was slowly being replaced by the aroma of sweat and horny college testosterone. I stepped back to sit down on the couch behind me but was surprised again when my ass didn't find a seat, but rather it touched a guy in the face. One of the football guys had taken my seat in the ten seconds since I stood up, and he was getting a blowjob. His rather large, pink, veiny cock was being held and services by some freshman girly boy whose own pants were quickly loosening and falling to the floor. The dude had his hand on the boy's head and was guiding it up and down while he watched him with a thirst in his eyes. In a matter of minutes I had found myself in the middle of a veritable gay orgy, and my only problem was that my cock was rock hard in my pants.

It took me a minute to realize I was not just surprised by the situation, but rather thrilled. It was like I had taken ecstasy or something. Was there something in my drink? I thought to myself.

I stood back against a wall, sipping from my cup, trying not to let on how shocked I was. I recognized a few guys in the room, not knowing previously that all of them were gay. I watched as the debauchery turned to sexual chaos. Dudes were making out, whipping out their dicks, and doing oral all over the main room. Two athletic dudes were making out right next to me, and I couldn’t help but stare. They were built jocks with big pecs and arms, about nineteen years old, and both over six feet tall. They made out hard until the one against the wall slid down and sat on his heels. He started to take out the other guy’s cock, and soon both their pants were around their ankles, and their dicks were impressive. Thickness and length combined with pink heads drooling precum. My mouth dropped a bit, and I was overwhelmed. 

The guy getting blown was in my philosophy class. It was surreal seeing him in this situation, but I was not complaining. He had a thin waist and a big, muscular, hairless ass that bounced as he started to thrust into the mouth of his buddy. 

“Join in or fuck off,” I heard from above me. I raised my head to see that the guy from philosophy class was talking to me.

“Oh, um, I’m not, sorry bro” I stuttered, but my body wouldn’t let me leave. 

After looking at each other for a couple seconds, the dude reached out and put a hand around the back of my head, and pulled me in to kiss me. I had never done this before, but somehow my body did not even hesitate. I closed my eyes and let this lean, muscled, teen hunk shove his tongue in my mouth. After a few passive seconds, I started to tongue him back, and lick around his teeth, and feel his soft tongue against mine, and his soft lips and slight five o’clock shadow. I felt like I was in a dream. My hands started to wander around his torso and his ass. He flexed his glutes while he was getting blown by the other jock. 

I reached around his front to feel that big horse cock I was checking out before. I couldn’t put my hand all the way around the base of it. It was slimy with spit, and that just made this dirtier and even hotter somehow. My cock started to strain in my pants. It was literally hurting, but even that felt good to me.

Soon the dude on his knees pulled off of my makeout partner’s cock, and I started to jerk him off while I continued to make out with him. It was just like jerking off my own cock, except bigger, and there was a man’s face scratching against mine. My stomach continued to do backflips, and he started pinching my nipples through my shirt, before removing it over my head. Just when I thought this could not get any more deviant, the dude on his knees reached for my belt. 

I thought for sure my body would start to reject this situation. I had never had a gay thought in my life before tonight, at least I thought I hadn’t. I had been naked around dudes before infinity times, showering after PE, water polo, dicking around at sleepovers, literally endless times to experiment if I wanted to, but had never had the impetus to do so. I guess it wasn’t until I saw it with my own eyes and smelled the horny pheromones in the room that I had the desire to be pleasured by a dude.

He took me out quickly and immediately shoved my cock in his mouth, he bobbed a couple times to slicken me up, and I shuttered from the pleasure. I reeled forward involuntarily and looked down at him. The memory of him looking up at me with my cock in his mouth is indelibly etched into my brain. He was like a hungry maniac who was starving and needed to pleasure me. The rapidly rising tingle in my taint told me I would not last long with this treatment. I tapped him on the head a couple times, even tried yelling that I was going to cum, but he either couldn’t hear me over the music or else he just really wanted it in his mouth. He reached up and shoved a wet finger into my ass while pressing his thumb against my taint, and I came immediately into his mouth. It was the most surreal sexual gratification I’d ever had, like I had been having an orgasm since he first put me in his mouth, but then it reached a new pinnacle. I pulsed inside his throat. He didn’t flinch at all, just held me down and sucked until he got every drop. Normally the head of my cock is so sensitive after I cum that I make them stop, but tonight it just felt like icing on the cake, like I could keep going.

When he was done with my cock, he went back to the dude next to me, and started throating his monster again. My cock didn’t go down at all, so I stayed next to them, my bare ass pressing against the wall, half naked now, with a big boner just pointing aimlessly into the room at all the other dudes, many of whom had moved on to anal activities. I was intrigued and couldn’t look away, until my philosophy friend turned my head to him by the chin, looked me in the eyes and said “Your ass is next babe,” and pulled me in to make out so more.