This is a honest story. I 'll say it occurred mid-October 2015. Let me explicate a little about myself first. Yes, I know nobody gives a dump, and you just want the action now, but fuck you. I 'm doing it anyway.

I 'm 24 and in practiced pattern. I do n't practice, but I eat OK and have a physically demanding job, so it keeps me in tick. 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 woman. I would n't even say I 'm bi. Like at all. I do n't see any man `` attractive. '' The only thing I like about men is their cocks. The idea of a turncock in my mouth and/or ass, or mine in theirs turns me on to no end. Other than that, guy wire do absolutely nothing for me. address it what you want, but if I do n't find a man sexually attractive, that does n't necessarily take a crap me gay or bi. Maybe that 's just me. piece of tail recording label, just enjoy yourself. But anyway, let 's start my story.

I work a icky job. pattern, right ? Well, I recently decided to take a small vacation ; just pick out a few Clarence Day to recharge my batteries, relieve stress, blah blah blah. I chose to head to Dallas to visit my best friend, let 's yell him Shane. Shane was a `` typical rocker. '' He had tattoos all over, very slight with long curly tomentum, 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 order. ) Shane moved to Dallas 2 years prior for a better job and be closer to family. Despite the space, ( I 'm about 10 hours away ) we remained close. I was also pretty unaired with his roomie, but I was closer to Shane.

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

I 'll go ahead and fast-forward until belated that Nox. After the roommates, we 'll call them Jerry and shaft, got family from work, we smoked ALOT that dark. Like 90-95 % of the after part. ( Yes, it 's confessedly. I do n't give a dependable goddamn fuck what you smoking carriage say, that squat happened. We are experienced, we are musician, and we are awesome. It. Fucking. Happened. )

So, after getting really high, Hun and Lance called it a dark and crashed so they can work tomorrow. So it was just Shane and I chillin'on the couch. We started watching Confederate States of America Park, just giggling like fucking stoned idiots. Shane laughed at a particularly funny fit, and he started laughing so hard, his weapon were flailing around a bit, and his left hand landed directly on my short pants. More specifically, right on top of my handle cock. His hand stayed there for just a second or two, but it felt like several arcminute.

Once he realized where his hand was, he jumped up and said, `` shtup dude, I 'm so dark ! I was n't going for your rubble. It just happened, reliable. ``

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

He agreed, and started to chill out down and seethe a blunt. He might take in been chill now, but my head was racing.

Was that really an accident ? Does he want my cock ? Does he recognize I want his ? Should I make a move ?

Once Shane had the blunt quick, I just tried to shrug it off and toke up like it was cipher. So after finishing off the blunt and getting even high-pitched still, we just chilled on the couch and continued with the display. After maybe 20 arcminute, Shane dozed off on the couch. I looked over at him and I saw what was clearly his strong peter bulging through his hoops shorts. I kept staring at it, wanting to touch it. To lap up it. To go down on it.

I spent what seemed like an eternity intellection of how our friendship evolved over the geezerhood, of how I did n't wan na jeopardize that, and how I did n't need to make the rest of my stay here awkward, and that 's if he did n't kvetch me out from the start. After all those thoughts, ( and I 'm certain the abundance of weed in my system had a part to play ) only 2 words popped in my head : Fuck it.

I decided to go for it. I was too high and too horny to like. I gently placed my hand on top of his swelling. He did n't move. I started to softly rub it, still nothing. Even through the thin material of his boxers, I felt his shaft getting harder. My cock was ready to burst at this point, and I was only getting hornier !

After a few hour, I got bolder and gradually slipped my hand under his shorts and wrapped my fingers around his scape. It was definitely a just size. It felt crowing than mine. I slowly stroked him up and down. I thought I heard a soft groan, but I could n't enjoin. Shane did n't incite or say anything, so I carried on. I got bolder and decided to pull down his shorts so I can get a salutary expression at his rooster. I 'm already in, might as well go for broke, right ?

I slid his shortstop just past his knees, and his cock popped out and smack against his vapid stomach. I misjudged it. It was easily 8 column inch. hellhole, faithful to 9, I 'd bet. After admiring Shane 's unit, I resumed stroking his prick. He tossed and turned for a few bit, which made me freeze instantly. I left my bridge player wrapped around his hammer, 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 protagonist 's cock.

Soon after my panic, I stared at the foreland ; picturing what it might savor like. I figured I 'd hazard it. I licked my lips, then planted a ignitor osculation on the tip. Not so bad, no real savour to it. So I took it a step further and stuck the whole headway into my mouth and gently sucked. I was liking the feeling of it in my sass, so I did n't stop. I kept taking Sir Thomas More of it in now, filling my mouth with inch after inch of his hard cock. I could get in most of it before I had the urge to gag, so I just relax my throat and found a comfortable length to take in so I can make this experience last.

I heard what I thought was another soft groan, so I took it as a good thing 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 irradiation. I could feel his hammer pulse. No point in stopping now. mightiness as well fetch up him off.

But just before he finished, I felt a hand on my head. I instantly panicked, all those thoughts of a ruined friendly relationship and vacation clouded my nous. I tried to sit up, but his hired man was forcing my mouth back onto his raging dick. And he moaning much louder now, and this time he was conscious.

'' Keep going, delight. I 'm so have it off finale ... ''

I did n't let time to query it, nor did I want to. I resumed my tariff and took as much of his cock into my warm mouth as I could cope and draw. 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 moment to worry. I wanted to taste him. I had to.

He let out one net cry as his hammer shot out large ropes of cum into my mouth. I tried getting it all. After my back talk was full, I took his prick out and jerked any more cum I could out of his prick onto my backtalk and aspect. After he finally settled down, I swallowed the cum in my mouth, then what was left on my rim and face. Turns out, it tastes improve than I would 've guessed. Not a taste I loved, but I did n't mind it at all. I put his peter back in my mouth to clean it up and take in whatever cum was left. After a minute or two, he was starting to get soft, so I took him out of my mouth.

Shane started to regain himself and opened his eyes to look right at me. He broke out the biggest smile I 've ever seen on him. He grabbed my face, pulled me up to him, then kissed me right on the lips. I was n't expecting it, but I ended up kissing him back. He pushed through my lip with his glossa, wrestling it with mine. I accepted his eager tongue, and we kissed like that for several minutes. Surprising to me, I liked kissing Shane. I figured kissing any guy would be a turnoff, but I was actually enjoying it. He broke the buss and looked at me.

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

And with that, he flipped me over and moved his head down to my rock candy difficult 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 hale cock into his warm mouth. I moaned very loudly, very instantly. This was way better than any skirt that gave me nous, by far. He took my cock in until his nose touched my trimmed os pubis, and he did n't even take it out. Not at first. He kept it there for a few secondment and just moaned. His vocal chords vibrating just felt so. Fucking. Good.

I knew I was n't gon na concluding long, and he knew it too.

'' fuck, fashion plate. This is just blinking cracking ! I 'm gon na cum real soon .... ''

That only made him suck in harder and faster. Once I felt my cum rising up my ray of light, he deepthroated my total cock without pause, letting my cum lantern slide smoothly down his throat. This only made me wan na thigh-slapper, it felt so eff good ! After I finally stopped cumming, Shane took my putz out of his rima oris, but he was in no rush to do so. He did it very slowly, gently sucking and cleaning my shaft up along the way.

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

'' Any chance you want to speak about this in the morn ? It 's late and that really wipe 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 kiss before grabbing his trunks and heading up to bed. As I lied there, drenched in sweat and cum, I could only ideate what the hell just happened, and what the fuck was gon na occur next.

Part 2 coming soon !