Fucked at a sleepover

Seth and I are both 20 in this story. Seth was a dorky guy - tall, but skinny with a little muscle definition. He had bronze coloured hair and I’d always found him pretty cute. He was funny and I loved spending time with him. Seth was desperate to get laid but no girl seemed interested at all. “Dude, I’m so fucking horny,” he complained to me as we sat playing video games on my bed. “You’re so lucky being gay, you at least have a chance.”“I don’t get laid that much,” I told him, “Like three times in my first year of college and once so far in the second.” I actually felt pretty unsuccessful. I’d hoped to have more cock. I looked over and stared dreamily at Seth’s bulge, clear and defined in his jeans. I didn’t have a crush on him, or not that much of a crush - but I still liked to think about what he looked like naked. I’d mentally made a little bet with myself that he was hung. We stayed up until late and then climbed under our separate blankets ready for some before bed chats. We were both in the same bed as we often were when he slept over. “You know,” he whispered, “Maybe we could solve each other’s problem.” “How so?” I asked. “Nah forget it, it’s too much.”“No go on,” I insisted. “Well…maybe I could have sex…with you…”He went silent and I could feel his heartbeat thudding. I felt myself blush and my prick rise immediately. Lust filled me up and I realised I wanted nothing more. “You sure?” I said as I switched on the light. He surprised me by gently pulling me in for a kiss. Our tongues touched and everything felt surreal - as if it couldn’t possibly be happening. I felt his chest and felt his heart hammering. He reached straight for my ass and I could feel his excitement. My hand dropped to his crotch, warm and hard. His cock was big, fuck, it was really big. It rose to meet my hand and pulsed as I began to slip my hand into his boxers. I felt his bush against the back of my hand. I felt how hot and warm his dick was. He had foreskin. I pulled gently on it and massaged the head of his prick - it strained more and he moaned. My hand reached down and felt his sack. His balls hung low. They felt so good in my hand.We took our clothes off and stared lustily at each other. He was focused on my ass and I knew he must have thought about this before. I loved the look of pleasure on his face. It turned me on so much. I couldn’t resist and I sucked his prick. It tasted so strongly of manliness - so hard to describe. Precum squirted a little into my mouth and I stopped - relocating my mouth to his balls which I licked and sucked until he was moaning like crazy. He smelt so good down there. It smelled like sex. We had both begun to shiver with anticipation. He looked nervous and I wondered if he was about to back out. “You got stuff?” He asked. I went to my dresser and pulled out lube. He looked so turned on as I lubed up his prick and we made out a little again.To my surprise, as I laid on my back - he pushed my legs up a little and, after a moment’s hesitation, he pushed his tongue into me. Then he did it again. He let out a lustful whimper and licked and tongue fucked my ass until both of us were desperate to fuck. He pushed his large, uncut cock into me. It hurt for a few moments and then it felt all kinds of wonderful. “Oh man,” he moaned as his stiff cock began to move back and forth into me. He looked delirious with pleasure as he fucked me deeply and hard. He was clearly a beginner, but fuck that enthusiasm made up for it. It didn’t last long. His moans became desperate a few minutes later and his urgent cries began as he sprayed his hot cum into me. His skin was red and blotchy on his face and chest and he looked and sounded like he was having such a strong fucking orgasm. He jerked my cock and fucked me with his spent cock and I came hard. Fuck.After we’d cleaned up we burst out laughing with relief.“Man that was so nice!”We got back into bed and talked until sunrise. (Originally posted last year)