Trying a Twink

Usually, a straight guy never finds something in another man. For this guy, another man’s own beauty trumped that.


This is one of my prouder pieces. And I don’t even swing in the direction that this story entails, either. One of my audience members wanted to see more happen from this story; and that alone inspired me to see if I can take this on fully, whether I continue from this very story, or as I am doing as of this post, working on a novel, based on this story’s context.


Hiya. The name’s Syd. Syd Drexit. I’m a black horse guy, age twenty-six. I get by where I am, stocking the shelves at this big department store downtown during the first day shift, but after that, I’m always down to party. Nothing like a beer at the bar, or a day to party with the gang at each other’s houses. Everything a normal guy like me does.

But since a little while ago, I haven’t been myself. I’ve come across something I never thought I’d live to feel… You’d figure someone of my character is straight, until this one… Guy… Showed up in my life.

Don’t get me wrong. I’d rather get wet with a woman any day. But the “way” this one man looked… A young fox guy like him, looking like what they call “twinks”… Slender, shapely, good complexion, womanly figure but definitely a dude by personality… It just made my heart mush before it… Well… It got me hard.

The dude’s name? Al Sache (pronounced SAH-shay). I met him the other day at a house party we went to. Tagged along with the rest of us, friend of a friend of a friend. I think he was just younger than me, just from looking at his physique. I’m thinking along the ballpark of like, twenty-two or twenty-three.

I’m lounging by with the beer, and I see Al come along with my other friend Shanna into the party. We greet, and the moment my eyes finished looking at Al, I felt weird. The moment he spoke and said hello, I had the feeling he was probably gay… But something wasn’t right.

Later on into the party, me and Al, we’re talking off to the side to take a break from the loud of everyone else playing games. When he talked to me, it didn’t feel like I was talking to a guy normally.

Like, whatever it was, I felt cozy and warm looking at him. My eyes traced around his body and an impression that I’d normally get for a woman just sprung out at me. I tried to keep a poker face, but he just had to blurt it out.

“You know, you’re kinda hot… You into guys at all?” He asked quietly.

I stuttered, like, “Um, thank you?”

He just gave me a smug look, leaning closer to me and whispered, “I’ll take that as a no, but I totally see it in you.”

I didn’t even know what to say. I’m not the kind to slap this guy for being a fag with me like that, but I would have been a lot more straightforward in my saying no if I hadn’t felt so overwhelmed by his being, his appearance, even his charisma.

He put his arm around my shoulder, as if to talk to me about something. The moment he did that, my heart melted; it just felt so comfortable. Now my thoughts were racing. Maybe I really do have something for men and I don’t know it? Hell, what if it’s just the beer and I’m buzzed?

“Look, I’m sorry about what I said. The truth is though, that deep inside all of us, we’re all attracted to each other in some way. I noticed it coming out of you when you answered me, that’s all.”

“No harm done.” I told him. Then I asked, “So like, are you bi, then?”

“Sure I am.” He said. “Chicks make a great bang. But I just connect with guys so much better. Now I want a nice stud to be my man.”

I think that’s what did it for me, along with his body. He’s a freaking sub. And a good sub is what I want in a woman. I like being the one planting my rod deep in their butt; it makes me feel like I own them, even after I leave my seed in their ass and they go about their day walking around with my claim inside them.

In my head I was thinking what it would be like if I did get intimate with Al. He already had his arm around me. I pictured hugging him like I would a woman, holding him like he was my own. To look into his eyes and then lock our lips together for a deep, passionate kiss.

Even with the rush of feelings from thinking this, I still couldn’t help but acknowledge that I’m straight. But here I am already fantasizing being with another dude, and it just seems much more magical. Unique. Even exotic. It’s a thrilling idea to think about.

My response: I end up putting my arm around his shoulder too. What the hell was I thinking? But it just felt that much better to open up.

“See?” He smiled.

I just stood without words to speak.

He then asked me, “What if we took this away from the crew here? Experiment, see if you like it?”

Again, I was speechless. Now he’s asking me if I want to try doing him and I still couldn’t say no, from the feelings already taking me over.

Then there’s the question of where we would do it, because everyone here would be looking unless we’re out… Just from thinking about a place to try, I think I pretty much faced the music… I just might be into guys after all, especially something like what he is, a twink…

Thinking it over, I don’t know if I could do fat, bearded, muscled, older, whatever. There was just something special about the way Al looked. Very close to a woman, which I’d most rather fuck.

“You know what, Al?” I suggested. “I’ll experiment. Just go easy with me, I haven’t done anything like this.”

“Not a problem… Alright, come with me then. I know the perfect place.” He replied.

We drove a short distance until we got to a hillside a slight ways out of town. Thankfully it was night-time; a nice dark blue hue across the star-strewn skies, lush grass, clean cool air, quiet and away from people… Overall, it was quite romantic. I’d totally mack it with a chick here… But tonight was going to be different.

We both walked to a lone tree near the hillside. Underneath it, we faced each other, and he started by first coming close to me before hugging me by the love-handles.

He told me with a sweet whisper, “If you feel uncomfortable at all, just let me know. But be open to what you feel and see if you like it.”

My response? I hugged him back the same way. I was a bit taller so I reached a bit lower to hold him. Lost in his embrace, already. I was glowing on the inside, feeling his body close to my own.

“Mmm…” He hummed as he rubbed his head cutely upward just above my chest. We both looked at each other for a moment, and right there, we brought our lips together.

Not much sooner, and already I felt his soft small tongue rolling through the sides of my own, slowly and passionately. I’m already sucked into this now. All my problems and judgments about everything disappeared. All that mattered was this glowing feeling I had as I made love to Al, and I wanted more of it.

As if that wasn’t enough, I already got erect. I let my arms explore all over his back, and he did the same, clutching to gently pull me closer. He motioned my arm to reach for his leg and hold it up by the thigh, just like I would a woman. Now both our penises were rubbing against each other through our pants.

He giggled slyly and said to me as he groped me, “I see you’re liking it. Do you want some more?”

“Mhm.” I answered yes as I left him one more kiss.

He let go of me to begin his next move. He smiled and brought himself lower to the ground kneeling, facing my hard-on. He undid my fly, unbuttoned my jeans, and slowly pulled it down, leaving me in my underwear, and my dick just pushing my underwear outward.

“Looks like it needs a little help.” He chuckled.

He pulled down my underwear to my ankles, with the rest of my pants. My cock was sticking out, facing straight at him and already itching for pleasure. He grabbed it by the base, fingers all around, and stroked it slowly and smoothly.

I was overwhelmed. This guy knew how to jerk me off better than I do. A new set of fingers like his all around my dick did the trick. He went up and down my shaft for a little bit before giving me the wink. He kissed the tip of my head, licked just underneath it and kissing it again, and then he opened up to start with half of my penis in his mouth. Gently, he sucked. He lapped his tongue underneath my cock, massaging my length easily.

Without a doubt, this felt so good. Looking down at his darling face looking back at me, and my length in his mouth when he hummed in delight was a sensation to be had. It was such a beautiful picture. I felt like I owned him now. Now I wanted to finish this, and finish it right.

He brought his mouth back up my dick, and went back down, doing so again and again. I brought my hand to the top of his head to guide him.

“Ohh yeah…” I uttered under my breath, urging for more. Right then and there when I said that, there was no turning back. I let the whole experience consume me.

He stopped bobbing for a second, took a deep breath, and then slowly brought my entire shaft down into his throat. A slight gag, but he made it. His lips made it to the base of my penis, and he stood there, lapping his tongue around and sucking what he could with all of my length inside his head now. I pressed his head close and savored every second of it, before he made a loud gag and pulled back.

My penis was so wet of his spit all around it. He masturbated me, and the slick of his saliva between his hand and my dick rubbed things up higher, the cringing urge to come just had me groaning for more. He perked up, smiled, and opened his mouth just in front of me.

This was going to be so strange. I’m about ready to come on another guy, let alone into his mouth. But my orgasm kept building up with each faster stroke, his hand fapping rigorously against my body as he went downward.

I couldn’t take it anymore. My load built up and I was trembling all over my insides. My penis was pulsing and tightening, I was clenching my teeth and gasping through the rush, and Al was staring up at me jerking me off like nothing was happening; only eagerly awaiting for my jizz to spill. Then, it happened…

I blew my load. I grunted very loud as I spurted it. One glop shot hard across his face leaving a nice thick stream down from his forehead, down past his eyes and muzzle, to his mouth. Then some more dribbled out of me, down onto his tongue, and I had at least another two hard shots into his mouth, before he swallowed me up again and I let it all come out of me, into his mouth in thick loaded dribbles, shooting one more. He stood still, drinking up all the semen still spewing from me.

I sighed relieved. I stopped jizzing of course, but the tingles in my body pushed to keep it going, until I relaxed entirely. I let my hand rest on his head and savored that special moment of ending this little endeavor.

After he drank up, he licked my dick clean, then used my dick to wipe off the string from his face and lick it clean again. Then he swallowed loudly.

I just had sex with a guy for the first time, and I enjoyed it. I still think I’m straight by nature, but after what I just went through, that’s one kind of guy I can’t resist.

After that, we laid down on the grass beside the tree, cuddling each other, slowly making out and holding ourselves together as the emotions swelled through both of us. It totally felt like having a woman lover in my arms, but something a little… Different.

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