A gay adult story: Ty and Charlie: Part 3 by gamer19 ,
All the events are a first for me and this story is unfolding right now so if you like it, rate it up, and I will post more about what happens.
A.N. First off, this will likely be the last one I write for while. I’m back from break and taking classes again and Charlie is going to study abroad this semester, so unless one of us finds a way across the pond, we won’t see each other for a while. And secondly, I want to say thank you for reading what’s been going through my mind and giving me all of those positive comments, you guys are seriously awesome. Last of all, to the person who sent me a PM, yes I did change our names in the story because I’m not out yet and not comfortable using my real name and I also don’t think he would like me to use his real name either.
The second, and even first to be honest, time I was with Charlie was incredible. Every single thing we did played through my mind again and again. When I was working, when I was in class, when I was home, out with friends, watching tv……you get the picture. He occupied a lot of space in my mind everyday. Thinking about him and me and getting dinner or coffee or walking around together or seeing a movie, I couldn’t help but feel happy and notice a grin making it’s way to my face.
A few days later, we are texting and one of us brings up the idea of going farther.
Charlie: doing that in a car would be so awkward though
Ty: I know. The other night was a lot of fun but we’re both kinda tall to do that in a car, i think. what if we stayed over at one of our houses for the night? i could probably get my parents out for a night
Charlie: yeah that might work. let’s do something this weekend and figure out when that might work.
Ty: ok yeah, when’s good for you?
Charlie: probably monday night, maybe sunday also but lets plan for monday.
Ty: ok, it’s a date!
I kept thinking about doing more with Charlie. I mean, he is kind of hot and all, but he’s also a nice guy and I felt like he would go slowly with me since I’ve never done anything before. Then after a couple hours I thought to myself, “he felt pretty big last night and I’ve never……hmmm, I know he’s done stuff before, he must know….” I tentatively took out my phone and shot him a text.
Ty: hey um, does it you know….hurt the first time, or does it fade?
(Yes I know, I don’t know a single thing about having sex with another guy. I’m completely innocent in that respect, no argument.)
Charlie: only if you go too fast or you aren’t relaxed or loosened up before. have you tried fingering yourself or using toys?
Ty: no, i never have. sorry, i sound like i know nothing
Charlie: you should experiment on your own, it feels great when you get used to it 🙂 . it would definetly hurt if you’ve never tried and don’t know what to expect.
Ty: so when i get used to someone’s dick being there, then it feels good?
Charlie: yeah, it’s weird at first but try it tonight and use a ton of lube. i’m surprised you haven’t tried fingering yourself before.
Ty: idk why but it just seemed weird for some reason.
Charlie: well try and tell me how it goes 🙂
Ty: you bet 🙂
Ok so that made me feel a little better, he didn’t seem to mind that I have like zero knowledge of what to do. I let my mind wander on that for a while, like what would it feel like to put my fingers in myself, how do i make myself relax for it, etc. Then I turned over and looked at my clock. Ever have one of those “oh shit” moments? I had like 30 minutes to shower and get to work. I rather reluctantly jumped out of bed and ran to the shower. After talking to Charlie and thinking about fingering myself, I had made my morning wood more like morning steel, if possible. “Damn I wanna fix that but I don’t have time…..fuck it”, I thought to myself as I turned the water to freezing-ass cold and jumped under the water. I’ve never found a better cure for getting rid of a boner than that, but it’s also the most unpleasant. Definitely does the trick though, I shrunk to the size of a press stud in about 2 seconds. “OK THAT’S ENOUGH”, I yelled in my mind turning the temperature back up. I swear I was built to live in the tropics, I cannot manage anything cold for a even a small about of time.
So that night I grabbed some lube and tried to stick my finger in my ass. Got to be completely honest right now, it was not at all pleasant at first. I was immediately glad that Charlie had told me to try on myself before we did anything, I couldn’t imagine the pain I would have felt if he had just tried to put his dick up there without attempting to loosen me up first. I probably spent a good half an hour trying and I barely made it to my knuckle before I gave up and stopped. I wasn’t expecting it to hurt so much honestly. After I told Charlie about it he offered that we didn’t have to try, but I still wanted to so I told him I would just try again the next day and see how far I could get. I figured if I got one finger in, although slowly and painfully, I would be able to get a second in. And I did manage to get a second one in the next night, but I swore to myself there was surely no way I could handle more than that. Fortunately and unfortunately, after I told Charlie I managed two fingers, he let me know that he couldn’t stay out all night. I was relieved at first that I wouldn’t be trying to put his dick up my ass, but then I was sort of disappointed because I wanted to try with him.
We resigned ourselves to just having dinner again that Monday night. This time we ended up going for chinese. I hadn’t been to P.F. Changs in a while because it’s expensive to go, but damn the mongolian beef is so good. That night he was a little stressed since he was leaving at the end of the week, but he relaxed pretty quickly and we enjoyed ourselves. He did throw a twist at me for dinner though. I have tried and failed to use chopsticks many times, I can hold them in my hand easy enough but short of using them to stab the food, I can’t pick up anything with them.
“What?? You don’t know how to use them?”, he said kind of surprised. “Yeah I just end up dropping whatever I try to pick up and it takes so much effort to get so little food. Forks are so easy” “Ok here Ty”, he said, moving closer to me “Hold the lower one tightly, like against your middle finger and the inside of your thumb. Then use your finger and thumb to move the top on and grab food.” I held them in my hand but I still wasn’t doing it right, so he took hold of my hand and put my fingers correctly around the chop sticks. “Ok, I think I’ve got it now”, I said after trying to grab the napkin with them (I really didn’t but I was trying to make him proud that he taught me).”Yeah you’ve got the idea. Try with those first and you can use the fork if it doesn’t work.”
When the food came it was obvious to me that I had no idea what I was doing. I was able to pick up a little food but I wasn’t very good at it and Charlie suggested that I could go back to the fork when he saw that I was having trouble. But I was determined to do it with the chop sticks. Like I said, I wanted to make him proud that he had taught me. I did manage to finish dinner without the fork which made me very proud and I could feel that grin returning to my face. After we headed out of the restuarant for the night, we weren’t ready to call it a night yet so we headed for his car again, me hoping there would be more of the other night at the very least. Sure enough, we headed for the same place as last time and quickly got busy in the back seat of his car again.