This is a true chronicle. I 'll say it occurred mid-October 2015. Let me explain a trivial about myself first. Yes, I know nobody gives a dickhead, and you just want the action now, but fuck you. I 'm doing it anyway.

I 'm 24 and in good Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe. I do n't exert, but I eat very well and have a physically demanding job, so it keeps me in checkout. My turncock is a modest 6.5 column inch, 7 on a good day. Just putting it out there now, I 'm not gay. I am very much attracted to cleaning woman. I would n't even say I 'm bi. Like at all. I do n't find any man `` attractive. '' The only thing I like about men is their cocks. The estimate of a peter in my mouth and/or ass, or mine in theirs number me on to no end. Other than that, guy cable do absolutely nix for me. visit it what you want, but if I do n't come up a man sexually attractive, that does n't necessarily make me gay or bi. Maybe that 's just me. Fuck labels, just savour yourself. But anyway, let 's set out my story.

I work a shitty job. Normal, right ? Well, I recently decided to consider a pocket-sized vacation ; just drive a few Clarence Day to recharge my assault and battery, relieve accent, bombast blah blah. I chose to head to Dallas to gossip my best friend, let 's bid him Shane. Shane was a `` typical rocking chair. '' He had tattoos all over, very thin with long curly hair, and wore nothing but clothing that was related to music somehow. He was n't in any way gay. ( Or at least not that I could tell. ) Shane moved to Dallas 2 twelvemonth prior for a better job and be closer to family. Despite the distance, ( I 'm about 10 minute away ) we remained tightlipped. I was also pretty near with his roommate, but I was closer to Shane.

I stayed at their piazza, naturally. Forgot to mention, we are all HUGE potheads. So, when Shane welcomed me with a warm hug at the airdrome, he also welcomed me with a after part of medical-grade marihuana to start my vacation off right. This was already well worth the trip up here.

I 'll go ahead and fast-forward until later that dark. After the roommates, we 'll cry them Jerry and spear, got home from workplace, we smoked ALOT that dark. Like 90-95 % of the quarter. ( Yes, it 's true. I do n't give a good goddamn fuck what you smokers say, that darn happened. We are receive, we are musician, and we are awesome. It. Fucking. Happened. )

So, after getting really high gear, Boche and Lance called it a night and crashed so they can play tomorrow. So it was just Shane and I chillin'on the couch. We started watching South Park, just giggling like fucking stoned cretin. Shane laughed at a particularly funny scene, and he started laughing so hard, his blazon were flailing around a bit, and his left hired man landed directly on my trunks. More specifically, right on top of my covered stopcock. His hand stayed there for just a second or two, but it felt like respective bit.

Once he realized where his bridge player was, he jumped up and said, `` Fuck dude, I 'm so sorry ! I was n't going for your junk. It just happened, fair. ``

I laughed it off and said, `` No headache man, shit happens. Let 's just smoke a blunt and forget about it. ``

He agreed, and started to cool it down and roll a blunt. He might experience been chill now, but my mind was racing.

Was that really an fortuity ? Does he want my dick ? Does he know I want his ? Should I make a motion ?

Once Shane had the blunt fix, I just tried to shrug it off and toke up like it was nix. So after finishing off the blunt and getting even higher still, we just chilled on the couch and continued with the appearance. After maybe 20 minutes, Shane dozed off on the couch. I looked over at him and I saw what was clearly his operose cock bulging through his basketball shorts. I kept staring at it, wanting to touch it. To lick it. To suck it.

I spent what seemed like an timeless existence thinking of how our friendly relationship evolved over the years, of how I did n't wan na jeopardize that, and how I did n't require to make the rest of my stop here awkward, and that 's if he did n't kick me out from the starting line. After all those thought, ( and I 'm sure the teemingness of weed in my system had a part to spiel ) only 2 words popped in my mind : screwing it.

I decided to go for it. I was too high and too corneous to deal. I gently placed my hand on top of his excrescence. He did n't move. I started to softly rub it, still nothing. Even through the slenderize stuff of his shortstop, I felt his cock getting harder. My peter was ready to burst at this point, and I was only getting hornier !

After a few minute of arc, I got bolder and gradually slipped my hand under his shorts and wrapped my digit around his shaft. It was definitely a ripe size. It felt expectant than mine. I slowly stroked him up and down. I thought I heard a soft groan, but I could n't severalise. Shane did n't move or say anything, so I carried on. I got bolder and decided to pull up down his short so I can get a honorable look at his cock. I 'm already in, might as well go for broke, right ?

I slid his shorts just past his knee joint, and his cock popped out and smacked against his monotonous stomach. I misjudged it. It was easily 8 inch. underworld, near to 9, I 'd bet. After admiring Shane 's unit, I resumed stroking his slam. He tossed and turned for a few seconds, which made me freeze out instantly. I left my manus wrapped around his tool, I could n't move. But, just as soon as it was over, he dozed back off, even lightly snoring. After regaining myself, I continued exploring my best friend 's cock.

Soon after my scare, I stared at the mind ; picturing what it might sample like. I figured I 'd luck it. I licked my backtalk, then planted a light-headed kiss on the tip. Not so bad, no rattling smack to it. So I took it a whole step further and adhere the unharmed nous into my oral cavity and gently sucked. I was liking the feeling of it in my mouth, so I did n't terminate. I kept taking more of it in now, filling my mouth with in after inch of his knockout turncock. I could get in nigh of it before I had the urge to gag, so I just relaxed my throat and found a well-heeled duration to drive in so I can make this experience last.

I heard what I thought was another diffuse moan, so I took it as a honorable matter and kept going. He did n't seem to be awake, or he was n't giving any indication that he was. I was sucking even harder now, and stroking his shaft. I could feel his cock impulse. No point in stopping now. might as well finish him off.

But just before he finished, I felt a hand on my head. I instantly panicked, all those cerebration of a ruined friendship and vacation clouded my mind. I tried to sit up, but his hand was forcing my lip back onto his raging dick. And he moaning a good deal louder now, and this time he was conscious.

'' sustenance going, please. I 'm so fucking finish ... ''

I did n't have metre to query it, nor did I want to. I resumed my duty and took as practically of his cock into my warm oral cavity as I could manage and sucked. After just a few seconds, his moans were bordering on screams now. He was tapping on my head. I assumed he was trying to say he was about to cum, but could n't get the word out. I never tasted cum before, but I was too in the consequence to care. I wanted to sample him. I had to.

He let out one last cry as his cock injection out large R-2 of cum into my mouth. I tried getting it all. After my oral fissure was full, I took his peter out and jerked any more cum I could out of his cock onto my back talk and facial expression. After he finally settled down, I swallowed the cum in my back talk, then what was left on my mouth and face. Turns out, it tastes better than I would 've guessed. Not a mouthful I loved, but I did n't heed it at all. I put his pecker back in my mouth to clean it up and breastfeed whatever cum was left. After a minute or two, he was starting to get indulgent, so I took him out of my mouth.

Shane started to regain himself and opened his center to front right at me. He broke out the braggart smile I 've ever seen on him. He grabbed my nerve, pulled me up to him, then kissed me right on the back talk. I was n't expecting it, but I ended up kissing him back. He pushed through my lips with his tongue, wrestling it with mine. I accepted his eager spit, and we kissed like that for several proceedings. Surprising to me, I liked kissing Shane. I figured kissing any guy would be a negative stimulation, but I was actually enjoying it. He broke the buss and looked at me.

'' I know we have to talk about this, but I can only think of one matter right now. ``

And with that, he flipped me over and moved his head down to my rock and roll hard cock. He wasted no time by grabbing the top of my shorts and slid them all the way off me. And without hesitation, he took my whole cock into his warm mouth. I moaned very loudly, very instantly. This was way better than any chick that gave me chief, by far. He took my cock in until his nose touched my trimmed loins, and he did n't even exact it out. Not at first. He kept it there for a few seconds and just moaned. His vocal chords vibrating just felt so. Fucking. Good.

I knew I was n't gon na cobbler's last foresighted, and he knew it too.

'' nooky, dude. This is just fucking outstanding ! I 'm gon na cum existent soon .... ''

That only made him soak up harder and faster. Once I felt my cum rising up my putz, he deepthroated my entire cock without break, letting my cum slide smoothly down his throat. This only made me wan na scream, it felt so fuck good ! After I finally stopped cumming, Shane took my cock out of his mouthpiece, but he was in no surge to do so. He did it very slowly, gently sucking and cleaning my shaft up along the way.

After we caught our breath, he came back up and gave me another passionate, tongue-tied kiss. I did n't hesitate this time, and returned his kiss. But this time, I could taste mine and his cum in the kiss. I tasted my own cum before, and was n't unbalanced about it. But tasting it with his cum in a hot kiss with something else entirely ! We broke the kiss and he looked at me.

'' Any chance you want to mouth about this in the cockcrow ? It 's late and that really pass over me out. ``

I was a bit sad to see him go, but I gave in since I was drowsy now too. He smiled and gave me one More candy kiss before grabbing his boxers and heading up to bed. As I lied there, drenched in sweat and cum, I could only suppose what the hellhole just happened, and what the shag was gon na happen next.

Part 2 coming soon !