This is a true write up. I 'll say it occurred mid-October 2015. Let me explain a slight about myself first. Yes, I know nonentity gives a poop, and you just want the action now, but fuck you. I 'm doing it anyway.

I 'm 24 and in in effect soma. I do n't practice, but I eat alright and have a physically demanding job, so it keeps me in curb. My cock is a modest 6.5 inch, 7 on a good day. Just putting it out there now, I 'm not gay. I am very much attracted to women. I would n't even say I 'm bi. Like at all. I do n't find any man `` attractive. '' The alone thing I like about men is their cocks. The idea of a putz in my oral fissure and/or ass, or mine in theirs act me on to no end. Other than that, guys do absolutely nothing for me. Call it what you want, but if I do n't witness a man sexually attractive, that does n't necessarily make me gay or bi. Maybe that 's just me. Fuck recording label, just enjoy yourself. But anyway, let 's bulge my story.

I work a shitty job. Normal, right ? Well, I recently decided to direct a small vacation ; just consume a few days to recharge my shelling, relieve accent, claptrap rant blah. I chose to channelize to Dallas to chatter my easily supporter, let 's call him Shane. Shane was a `` typical rocker. '' He had tattoos all over, very thin with long curly tomentum, and wore null but vesture that was related to music somehow. He was n't in any way gay. ( Or at least not that I could severalize. ) Shane moved to Dallas 2 geezerhood prior for a estimable job and be airless to fellowship. Despite the aloofness, ( I 'm about 10 hour away ) we remained fold. I was also pretty close with his roommates, but I was closer to Shane.

I stayed at their place, naturally. Forgot to refer, 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 get my vacation off right. This was already well worth the head trip up here.

I 'll go ahead and fast-forward until by and by that nighttime. After the roomie, we 'll call them Jerry and Lance, got base from piece of work, we smoked ALOT that night. Like 90-95 % of the quarter. ( Yes, it 's admittedly. I do n't give a soundly goddamn fuck what you smokers say, that cocksucker happened. We are experienced, we are musicians, and we are awesome. It. Fucking. Happened. )

So, after getting really eminent, Boche and fizgig called it a dark and crashed so they can bring tomorrow. So it was just Shane and I chillin'on the couch. We started watching South commons, just giggling like fucking stoned idiots. Shane laughed at a particularly funny panorama, and he started laughing so hard, his arms were flailing around a bit, and his left hand landed directly on my shorts. More specifically, right on top of my covered shaft. His bridge player stayed there for just a indorse or two, but it felt like various minute of arc.

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

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

He agreed, and started to quiet down and vagabond a blunt. He might have been chill now, but my mind was racing.

Was that really an accident ? Does he require my cock ? Does he have a go at it I want his ? Should I make a motion ?

Once Shane had the blunt ready, I just tried to shrug it off and toke up like it was nothing. So after finishing off the blunt and getting even higher still, we just chilled on the couch and continued with the show. After maybe 20 proceedings, Shane dozed off on the couch. I looked over at him and I saw what was clearly his backbreaking cock bulging through his basketball game short. I kept staring at it, wanting to touch it. To lick it. To draw 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 want to take a crap the repose of my hitch here awkward, and that 's if he did n't kick me out from the get-go. After all those thoughts, ( and I 'm sure the teemingness of weed in my scheme had a voice to recreate ) only 2 Word of God popped in my heading : Fuck it.

I decided to go for it. I was too high and too steamy to like. I gently placed my hand on top of his bulge. He did n't affect. I started to softly rub it, still aught. Even through the thin material of his shorts, I felt his cock getting harder. My shaft was fix to burst at this point, and I was only getting hornier !

After a few minutes, I got bolder and gradually slipped my hand under his shorts and wrapped my finger around his calamus. It was definitely a ripe sizing. It felt bigger than mine. I slowly stroked him up and down. I thought I heard a soft moan, but I could n't tell. Shane did n't move or say anything, so I carried on. I got bolder and decided to rend down his shorts so I can get a better tone at his turncock. I 'm already in, might as well go for broke, right ?

I slid his shorts just past his articulatio genus, and his cock popped out and taste against his matted tummy. I misjudged it. It was easily 8 inches. Hell, closer to 9, I 'd bet. After admiring Shane 's unit, I resumed stroking his barb. He tossed and turned for a few endorsement, which made me suspend instantly. I left my hand wrapped around his cock, I could n't run. 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 panic attack, I stared at the heading ; picturing what it might taste like. I figured I 'd probability it. I licked my lips, then planted a light kiss on the tip. Not so bad, no real flavor to it. So I took it a stride further and stick around the unharmed principal into my mouth and gently sucked. I was liking the tactile sensation of it in my oral cavity, so I did n't stop. I kept taking more of it in now, filling my oral cavity with in after in of his hard cock. I could get in most of it before I had the impulse to gag, so I just relaxed my throat and found a comfortable distance to take in so I can make this experience last.

I heard what I thought was another mild 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 shaft. I could palpate his cock pulsing. No level 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 intellection of a ruined friendship and vacation clouded my mind. I tried to sit up, but his hand was forcing my mouth back onto his raging cock. And he moaning much louder now, and this clip he was conscious.

'' Keep going, please. I 'm so fucking close ... ''

I did n't have meter to oppugn it, nor did I want to. I resumed my responsibility and took as lots of his cock into my ardent mouth as I could manage and sucked. After just a few bit, his moans were bordering on riot 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 manage. I wanted to taste him. I had to.

He let out one concluding cry as his prick stab out gravid R-2 of cum into my mouth. I tried getting it all. After my mouth was full, I took his cock out and jerked any more cum I could out of his cock onto my rim and cheek. After he finally settled down, I swallowed the cum in my oral cavity, then what was left on my lips and face. Turns out, it tastes better than I would 've guessed. Not a taste I loved, but I did n't mind it at all. I put his dick back in my rima oris to clean it up and suck whatever cum was left. After a arcminute or two, he was starting to get gentle, so I took him out of my mouth.

Shane started to regain himself and opened his eyes to appear right at me. He broke out the self-aggrandizing 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 back talk with his knife, wrestling it with mine. I accepted his aegir tongue, and we kissed like that for several minutes. 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 kiss and looked at me.

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

And with that, he flipped me over and moved his head word down to my rock concentrated cock. He wasted no time by grabbing the top of my shorts and slide 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 dame that gave me drumhead, by far. He took my prick 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 seconds and just moaned. His outspoken chords vibrating just felt so. Fucking. Good.

I knew I was n't gon na last retentive, and he knew it too.

'' Fuck, dandy. This is just fucking great ! I 'm gon na cum really soon .... ''

That only made him suck harder and faster. Once I felt my cum rising up my shaft, he deepthroated my integral cock without break, letting my cum slide smoothly down his throat. This only made me wan na belly laugh, it felt so fucking dear ! After I finally stopped cumming, Shane took my tool out of his sassing, but he was in no bang 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, incoherent candy kiss. I did n't hesitate this metre, and returned his candy kiss. But this sentence, I could taste mine and his cum in the buss. 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 kiss and he looked at me.

'' Any fortune you want to spill the beans about this in the morning ? It 's deep 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 osculation before grabbing his short and heading up to bed. As I lied there, drenched in exertion and cum, I could only imagine what the hell just happened, and what the roll in the hay was gon na happen next.

Part 2 coming soon !