This is a true fib. I 'll say it occurred mid-October 2015. Let me excuse a minuscule about myself first. Yes, I know nobody gives a doodly-squat, and you just want the natural process now, but fuck you. I 'm doing it anyway.

I 'm 24 and in good form. I do n't exercise, but I eat very well and have a physically demanding job, so it keeps me in check. My shaft is a meek 6.5 in, 7 on a good day. Just putting it out there now, I 'm not gay. I am very much attracted to cleaning lady. I would n't even say I 'm bi. Like at all. I do n't find any man `` attractive. '' The just thing I like about men is their cocks. The musical theme of a cock in my oral fissure and/or ass, or mine in theirs turns 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 receive a man sexually attractive, that does n't necessarily constitute me gay or bi. Maybe that 's just me. piece of tail labels, just enjoy yourself. But anyway, let 's start my story.

I work a shitty job. Normal, right ? Well, I recently decided to contract a minor vacation ; just require a few days to recharge my shelling, relieve tension, blah blah bombast. I chose to head to Dallas to confabulate my in force friend, let 's ring him Shane. Shane was a `` typical rocker. '' He had tattoos all over, very slenderize with long curly hair, and wore nothing but clothing that was related to medicine somehow. He was n't in any way gay. ( Or at least not that I could recount. ) Shane moved to Dallas 2 old age prior for a better job and be skinny to syndicate. Despite the distance, ( I 'm about 10 hours away ) we remained close. I was also pretty close with his roommates, but I was closer to Shane.

I stayed at their seat, naturally. Forgot to remark, we are all HUGE potheads. So, when Shane welcomed me with a ardent hug at the airdrome, 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 here.

I 'll go ahead and fast-forward until belated that nighttime. After the roomie, we 'll call them Jerry and fishgig, got habitation from work, we smoked ALOT that night. Like 90-95 % of the quarter. ( Yes, it 's true. I do n't give a expert goddamn fuck what you tobacco user say, that shit happened. We are receive, we are musicians, and we are awe-inspiring. It. Fucking. Happened. )

So, after getting really highschool, Jerry and lance called it a dark and crashed so they can make for tomorrow. So it was just Shane and I chillin'on the couch. We started watching Dixie Park, just giggling like fucking stoned idiots. Shane laughed at a particularly shady panorama, and he started laughing so hard, his arms were flailing around a bit, and his remaining hand landed directly on my shorts. More specifically, right on top of my covered cock. His deal stayed there for just a irregular or two, but it felt like several proceedings.

Once he realized where his hand was, he jumped up and said, `` nookie dude, I 'm so good-for-naught ! I was n't going for your junk. It just happened, true. ``

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

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

Was that really an accident ? Does he want my turncock ? Does he make out I require his ? Should I reach a move ?

Once Shane had the blunt gear up, I just tried to shrug it off and toke up like it was nothing. So after finishing off the blunt and getting even high still, we just chilled on the couch and continued with the show. After maybe 20 instant, Shane dozed off on the couch. I looked over at him and I saw what was clearly his firmly cock bulging through his basketball drawers. I kept staring at it, wanting to touch it. To lick it. To suckle it.

I spent what seemed like an timelessness thinking of how our friendship evolved over the age, of how I did n't wan na jeopardize that, and how I did n't require to make the rest of my stay here awkward, and that 's if he did n't kick me out from the head start. After all those opinion, ( and I 'm sure the abundance of locoweed in my system had a parting to play ) only 2 words popped in my head : nookie it.

I decided to go for it. I was too richly and too aroused to care. I gently placed my bridge player on top of his bulge. He did n't move. I started to softly rub it, still naught. Even through the thin material of his shorts, I felt his cock getting harder. My cock was set to burst at this spot, and I was only getting ruttish !

After a few minutes, I got bolder and gradually slipped my hand under his short circuit and wrapped my finger's breadth around his shaft. It was definitely a good size. It felt prominent than mine. I slowly stroked him up and down. I thought I heard a soft groan, but I could n't tell. Shane did n't motivate or say anything, so I carried on. I got bolder and decided to pull down his underdrawers so I can get a better look at his cock. I 'm already in, might as well go for broke, right ?

I slid his shorts just past his knees, and his cock popped out and smell against his flat tum. I misjudged it. It was easily 8 inches. hell, 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 immobilize instantly. I left my handwriting wrapped around his cock, I could n't incite. But, just as soon as it was over, he dozed back off, even lightly snoring. After regaining myself, I continued exploring my honest friend 's cock.

Soon after my panic attack, I stared at the head ; picturing what it might taste like. I figured I 'd chance it. I licked my sass, then planted a light kiss on the tip. Not so bad, no very flavour to it. So I took it a step further and stuck the whole capitulum into my oral fissure and gently sucked. I was liking the look of it in my mouth, so I did n't stop. I kept taking more than of it in now, filling my mouth with inch after inch of his hard cock. I could get in to the highest degree of it before I had the urge to gag, so I just make relaxed my throat and found a well-heeled length to take in so I can make this experience last.

I heard what I thought was another soft moan, 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 feel his cock pulsing. No detail in stopping now. Might as well finish him off.

But just before he finished, I felt a hand on my principal. I instantly panicked, all those thoughts of a ruined friendship and holiday clouded my intellect. I tried to sit up, but his script was forcing my back talk back onto his raging tool. And he moaning much louder now, and this metre he was conscious.

'' sustenance going, please. I 'm so lie with close ... ''

I did n't suffer time to call into question it, nor did I want to. I resumed my duties and took as a good deal of his cock into my warm mouth as I could manage and sucked. After just a few secondment, his moans 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 word out. I never tasted cum before, but I was too in the bit to care. I wanted to taste him. I had to.

He let out one final examination cry as his cock blastoff out large R-2 of cum into my lip. I tried getting it all. After my mouth was wide, I took his peter out and jerked any more cum I could out of his cock onto my lips and fount. After he finally settled down, I swallowed the cum in my rima oris, 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 take care it at all. I put his cock back in my mouth to clean it up and give suck whatever cum was left. After a minute or two, he was starting to get piano, so I took him out of my mouth.

Shane started to recover himself and opened his eye to search right at me. He broke out the biggest grin I 've ever seen on him. He grabbed my human face, pulled me up to him, then kissed me right hand on the lips. I was n't expecting it, but I ended up kissing him back. He pushed through my lips with his natural language, wrestling it with mine. I accepted his eager tongue, and we kissed like that for several moment. 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 spill the beans about this, but I can only cerebrate of one thing right now. ``

And with that, he flipped me over and moved his straits down to my rock hard turncock. He wasted no meter by grabbing the top of my shorts and slid them all the way off me. And without indisposition, he took my entirely tool into his warmly mouth. I moaned very loudly, very instantly. This was way better than any chick that gave me capitulum, by far. He took my dick in until his nose touched my trim back loins, and he did n't even take it out. Not at first. He kept it there for a few endorsement and just moaned. His song chords vibrating just felt so. Fucking. Good.

I knew I was n't gon na finale prospicient, and he knew it too.

'' screw, buster. This is just nooky great ! I 'm gon na cum real soon .... ''

That only made him suck harder and faster. Once I felt my cum rising up my shaft, he deepthroated my full cock without pause, letting my cum slide smoothly down his throat. This only made me wan na screeching, it felt so eff goodness ! After I finally stopped cumming, Shane took my prick out of his mouth, but he was in no Benjamin Rush to do so. He did it very slowly, gently sucking and cleaning my shaft of light up along the way.

After we caught our breathing time, he came back up and gave me another passionate, tongue-tied candy kiss. I did n't waffle this clock 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 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 prospect you want to babble out about this in the morning ? It 's late 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 kiss before grabbing his shorts 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 screwing was gon na come about next.

Part 2 coming soon !