BUTCH AND STRAIGHT, PABLO MADE A PASS AT ME

Doubts, not everything is black or white

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By Kevin McClean

He wasn’t all that cute…well he was kind of cute, in a very masculine way. His voice was deep and his actions were all macho. There was no way in the world anybody could say this guy was queer. I mean, when you looked at him, you thought this is one first class pussy eater. Yes he was on the thin side and because he wasn’t super pretty you knew he wasn’t vane either. Most gay dudes can’t pass up the opportunity to look at themselves in a mirror when they walk in front of one.

Yet, Pablo had a very special animalistic attraction. You saw him and he was very self-assured, his masculinity not being in question he was comfortable around gay people and he was comfortable in his own skin. Never mind that gays didn’t make a pass at him, because if they had he would just have taken it as a compliment and ran with it, no harm done. He was never offended if you made a remark or an off color joke.

Once two of my friends walked in and they were holding hands, very lovey-dovey and they even kissed in front of him. Pablo didn’t even wink. It was none of his business and that was obvious to him that he had no say in the matter.

Then one day Pablo and I were alone and he asked me the question: “Tell me Kevin, what does it feel like to have a dick up your ass?” I just didn’t want to answer, it was out of the blue and totally out of the ball park; so I explained it to him in more or less anatomical and scientific terms so he could get the idea that it was not unpleasant.

Then he said: “Tell me Kevin, in your opinion, if you are doing the fucking, would it feel better to fuck a woman or a man?” There I was left speechless. Where was he going with this? So I cracked a joke: “Pablo, do you know the only difference between a straight and a gay man? …..A six pack of beer” I thought Pablo was going to fall on the floor laughing.

Then the unthinkable was said by Pablo: “You know Kevin, I have known you for a long time and I admire you and also because you have always respected me and never made a pass at me, I am very grateful for that, well sort of. There have been times I wanted you to make a pass at me. You know last summer when you came back from the pool wearing those skimpy Speedos? You were parading your ass in front of me and I actually had the urge to bite your ass. Don’t ask me why, but it was one of those urges. Then another time I got real drunk and slept on the couch because I didn’t want to drive drunk, I thought for sure you would come over in the middle of the night and try something with me. Actually, I wanted you to come and try something because I was super horny. This brings me to the question: Do you think that I have gay tendencies? Could I be gay and not know it? Or is it because I am too stupid that I don’t realize it?

What do you say to a guy like Pablo in a case like this? I think that what he was most hurt by was the fact that I never made a pass at him and he thought it was because he was not attractive enough. So I explained it to him the best way I knew how.

“You see Pablo, most heterosexual people tend to look at the gay issue as a black and white situation and there is no such thing…there are many tonalities of gray. I think that there are different scales of homosexuality and heterosexuality. Most people fall somewhere in the middle. In my case, I have more of the gay tonality than you or most people for that matter as I am not at all attracted to females and would not enjoy sex with a woman at all. On the other hand, from all indications it seems to me that you do enjoy sex with women and you are more attracted to them than to say…me…That is all in a nutshell. Stop trying to put labels and realize that making love can be a beautiful thing either way”

“But that is my problem Kevin, I am attracted to you and I wish that something would happen”

Now, that was a mind blowing statement. I just didn’t know what to say, but something else said it for me…I started to get an erection. Pablo noticed it and I noticed that Pablo was getting one too.

“Now Pablo, you and I are good friends, I think that if I were to make a pass at you that might ruin our friendship and I value you more as a friend than as a sex partner, you know what I mean?” Actually, I have thought about it before…don’t think that the thought didn’t cross my mind…no, I never made a pass at you not because you are not attractive enough, that you are, you are super masculine and very desirable, I just didn’t want to lose you as a friend”

Kevin: “we will always be friends, even if you made a pass at me, not knowing what you know now, but before, I still would have you as a friend. I don’t know that I would have responded, possibly I would have let you blow me or something like that, but I would not have ended our friendship”

“So, Pablo, what do you want me to do about it?” I put my hand on his thigh and he opened up his legs to give me more access, to invite me further.

We were outside by the pool and even though I knew the neighbors on both sides were gone to work I wasn’t feeling comfortable doing anything there. But Pablo didn’t seem to care as he took off his swimsuit and started to play with himself. I did the same and was just watching him because I wanted him to give me clues, to let me know what it was he wanted me to do to him.

“You know Kevin, when I was in high school, I broke an ankle and had to sit out gym class. One of the coaches, this guy must have been 27 or so, at least ten years older than I; well…he gave me a blow job. That is the best blow job I ever had. I have never had a woman go down on me that felt as good as what that guy did”

“so, what are you trying to say Pablo? You want me to give you a blow job?”

That is when he reached over and pulled me towards him and kissed me in the mouth. A more passionate kiss I couldn’t have asked for. Then he pressed his body to mine and sort of grinded his cock into my body, in between my legs and started to kiss my neck and shoulders. I was full of goose bumps all over at that point and now I was letting him take the lead.

“Come on Pablo, let’s go inside, I feel a lot more comfortable in the bed”. So I grabbed his hand and we went inside. However, when we reached the bedroom door, Pablo grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards him, pressing his cock against my ass. I responded by wiggling it and that just drove him absolutely insane.

“You want me to fuck you don’t you? You want my cock up your ass?” I didn’t answer, instead, I bent over a little, took both hands and spread my ass cheeks and with one hand guided his cock towards my asshole. He didn’t know what to think, instead, he pressed a little and my asshole gave. It accepted at least the head of his cock, made easier by the fact that he was uncut and the foreskin facilitated the penetration along with his extensive pre-cum lubrication…

In he went. Pablo was totally inside of me and it felt good. I know he liked it because he started to moan almost immediately after his dick was all inside my boy pussy. “Oh, Kevin, that is so fantastic, oh, shit, if I had known it was going to feel so good, I would have done it a long time ago. Kevin, your ass is better than any pussy I have ever fucked” (I thought: “I think he has converted now”)

And with those words Pablo started to pump away. In and out his cock went, fast and furious, very rough and very spirited. I knew he wouldn’t last long that way. Neither would I, so I started to play with myself and he took my hand away and instead began to jerk me off. I couldn’t help it, he did this and I was getting close and told him so he increased the pace and now I was shooting my load which in turn made me contract my ass as I was unloading my jizz.

That was the extra stimulation that made him go over the top also. He just shot a load that I could feel was like an enema, filling me completely and making it so right, now he kept pumping and the cum was spilling out but the whole experience of having an ass full of cum for him was enough to make him go even faster and more furious. He increased the pace and was going so fast I thought he was going to have a heart attack, breathing heavily and just voicing his pleasure: “Oh, Oh, fuck, oh, oh, Kevin, you have the best ass, it just feels so good, oh, oh, I think I’m gonna cum again, oh, shit, oh, oh, fuck, I’m gonna shoot my load one more time, aaaaaaaaahhhh, shit”

And Pablo came again, not more than three or four minutes after his first orgasm. We remained close friends to this day. Pablo would come over once in a while and he would be the one making a pass at me. He would sneak behind me, grab me by the waist and press his hard cock against my ass. He would pull down my pants or shorts and he would penetrate me right then and there. It was as if I was his own personal fuck bag and I loved it.

Pablo got married a couple of years later and our friendship never decreased. He and I had a thing going but we both knew that he was more on the other side of the gray scale and now was expecting his first child. But while he and his wife couldn’t have sex, for over two months Pablo would stop on his way home from work and we would fuck. I was his mistress, his source of pleasure outside of his marriage. I think he was happy being married but I can’t help to think that he would have been happier with me.