My best gay male experience came slowly, over time. I had a **** buddy in California. I saw him frequently when I was in his town, about 75 miles from where I lived. The first time was just a plain hot ****, fast and sweaty. By the 3rd time we had learned how to please each other, and by the 5th time we were really into the mutuality of it all. From then on we were really in the groove (literally) and knew just how to please each other and enjoyed each other's company in many ways. It was about more than getting off. We must have been together two dozen times. He was in the military and had to leave, which was the only reason it ended. I still miss him. Oddly, this wasn't romantic. It was something else, purely sexual and wonderful.

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