This is a truthful report. I 'll say it occurred mid-October 2015. Let me explain a trivial about myself first. Yes, I know cypher gives a shit, and you just want the action now, but fuck you. I 'm doing it anyway.

I 'm 24 and in good physical body. I do n't work out, but I eat alright and have a physically demanding job, so it keeps me in check. My pecker is a modest 6.5 inches, 7 on a good day. Just putting it out there now, I 'm not gay. I am very much attracted to adult female. I would n't even say I 'm bi. Like at all. I do n't observe any man `` attractive. '' The only affair I like about men is their turncock. The idea of a cock in my lip and/or ass, or mine in theirs turns me on to no end. other than that, cat do absolutely goose egg for me. Call it what you want, but if I do n't find a man sexually attractive, that does n't necessarily get me gay or bi. Maybe that 's just me. ass labels, just enjoy yourself. But anyway, let 's protrude my story.

I work a shitty job. Normal, right ? Well, I recently decided to take a small vacation ; just take a few 24-hour interval to reload my assault and battery, relieve stress, blah claptrap rant. I chose to guide to Dallas to visit my salutary friend, let 's call him Shane. Shane was a `` typical rocking chair. '' He had tattoos all over, very thin with retentive curly haircloth, and wore nothing but clothing that was related to music somehow. He was n't in any way gay. ( Or at to the lowest degree not that I could order. ) Shane moved to Dallas 2 days prior for a better job and be closer to family. Despite the distance, ( I 'm about 10 60 minutes away ) we remained close. I was also pretty close with his roommate, but I was closer to Shane.

I stayed at their place, naturally. Forgot to bring up, 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 ganja to start my vacation off right. This was already well worth the trip up here.

I 'll go ahead and fast-forward until afterward that night. After the roommates, we 'll call them Jerry and Lance, got home from workplace, we smoked ALOT that nighttime. Like 90-95 % of the one-quarter. ( Yes, it 's dead on target. I do n't reach a good goddamn fuck what you smoking carriage say, that SOB happened. We are have, we are musician, and we are awesome. It. Fucking. Happened. )

So, after getting really high, Hun and lance called it a Nox and crashed so they can work tomorrow. So it was just Shane and I chillin'on the couch. We started watching S Park, just giggling like fucking stoned moron. Shane laughed at a particularly rummy shot, and he started laughing so hard, his arms were flailing around a bit, and his leftfield hand landed directly on my underdrawers. More specifically, right on top of my spread over putz. His script stayed there for just a second gear or two, but it felt like several minute.

Once he realized where his mitt was, he jumped up and said, `` Fuck sheik, I 'm so sorry ! I was n't going for your rubble. It just happened, true. ``

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

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

Was that really an stroke ? Does he want my cock ? Does he make out I need his ? Should I make a move ?

Once Shane had the blunt prepare, I just tried to shrug it off and toke up like it was aught. 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 lounge. I looked over at him and I saw what was clearly his hard cock bulging through his basketball game shorts. I kept staring at it, wanting to disturb it. To work it. To suck it.

I spent what seemed like an timelessness thought process of how our friendship evolved over the twelvemonth, of how I did n't wan na hazard that, and how I did n't require to pass water the rest of my hitch here awkward, and that 's if he did n't kick me out from the start. After all those thought, ( and I 'm sure the abundance of sess in my system had a piece to play ) only 2 Holy Writ popped in my head : screwing it.

I decided to go for it. I was too high and too aroused to care. I gently placed my hand on top of his swelling. He did n't run. I started to softly rub it, still nothing. Even through the cut material of his shorts, I felt his prick getting harder. My cock was set to collapse 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 fingerbreadth around his shaft. It was definitely a secure size of it. It felt swelled 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 pull down his drawers so I can get a better look at his rooster. I 'm already in, might as well go for broke, right ?

I slid his underdrawers just past his knees, and his cock popped out and smacked against his flat tum. I misjudged it. It was easily 8 inch. hellhole, closer to 9, I 'd bet. After admiring Shane 's building block, I resumed stroking his shaft. He tossed and turned for a few seconds, which made me immobilise instantly. I left my handwriting wrapped around his cock, I could n't affect. But, just as soon as it was over, he dozed back off, even lightly snoring. After regaining myself, I continued exploring my best booster 's cock.

Soon after my scare, I stared at the head ; picturing what it might try out like. I figured I 'd prospect it. I licked my lips, then planted a light osculation on the tip. Not so bad, no actual flavor to it. So I took it a measure further and stuck the whole head into my oral fissure and gently sucked. I was liking the tone of it in my backtalk, so I did n't stop. I kept taking more of it in now, filling my oral cavity with inch after column inch of his operose cock. I could get in most of it before I had the urge to gag, so I just make relaxed my throat and found a comfortable length to postulate in so I can make this experience last.

I heard what I thought was another indulgent moan, so I took it as a right thing and kept going. He did n't seem to be alive, or he was n't giving any indication that he was. I was sucking even harder now, and stroking his shaft of light. I could feel his cock pulsation. No period in stopping now. Might as well finish him off.

But just before he finished, I felt a hand on my headspring. I instantly panicked, all those mentation of a done for friendly relationship 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 metre he was conscious.

'' donjon going, please. I 'm so blooming ending ... ''

I did n't get time to question it, nor did I want to. I resumed my obligation and took as a lot of his cock into my warm mouth as I could manage and sucked. After just a few bit, his moan were bordering on screams now. He was tapping on my brain. I assumed he was trying to say he was about to cum, but could n't get the Christian Bible out. I never tasted cum before, but I was too in the moment to care. I wanted to try out him. I had to.

He let out one final cry as his dick shot out turgid Mexican valium of cum into my rima oris. I tried getting it all. After my backtalk was full, I took his putz out and jerked any more cum I could out of his cock onto my backtalk and fount. After he finally settled down, I swallowed the cum in my mouthpiece, then what was left on my lips and face. Turns out, it tastes estimable than I would 've guessed. Not a taste sensation I loved, but I did n't heed it at all. I put his cock back in my oral fissure to clean it up and suck whatever cum was left. After a min or two, he was starting to get diffused, so I took him out of my mouth.

Shane started to recover himself and opened his optic to reckon right at me. He broke out the biggest smiling I 've ever seen on him. He grabbed my cheek, pulled me up to him, then kissed me right on the lip. I was n't expecting it, but I ended up kissing him back. He pushed through my rim with his clapper, wrestling it with mine. I accepted his eager tongue, and we kissed like that for various 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 kiss and looked at me.

'' I know we have to mouth 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 hard stopcock. He wasted no time by grabbing the top of my boxers and slid them all the way off me. And without hesitancy, he took my all dick into his warm lip. I moaned very loudly, very instantly. This was way better than any dame that gave me forefront, by far. He took my cock in until his nose touched my trim back loins, and he did n't even require it out. Not at first. He kept it there for a few seconds and just moaned. His song chords vibrating just felt so. Fucking. Good.

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

'' ass, fashion plate. This is just fucking nifty ! I 'm gon na cum substantial soon .... ''

That only made him lactate harder and faster. Once I felt my cum rising up my quill, he deepthroated my entire cock without suspension, letting my cum slide smoothly down his throat. This only made me wan na riot, it felt so nooky upright ! After I finally stopped cumming, Shane took my cock out of his mouth, 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 breath, he came back up and gave me another passionate, tongue-tie kiss. I did n't hesitate this meter, and returned his kiss. But this fourth dimension, I could taste mine and his cum in the candy kiss. I tasted my own cum before, and was n't crazy about it. But tasting it with his cum in a hot osculation with something else entirely ! We broke the osculation and he looked at me.

'' Any chance you want to talk about this in the break of the day ? It 's latterly and that really wiped 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 shorts and heading up to bed. As I lied there, drenched in fret and cum, I could only think what the hell just happened, and what the fuck was gon na bump next.

region 2 coming soon !