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

I 'm 24 and in upright build. I do n't do, but I eat fine and have a physically demanding job, so it keeps me in check. My cock is a modest 6.5 inches, 7 on a near day. Just putting it out there now, I 'm not gay. I am very much attracted to char. I would n't even say I 'm bi. Like at all. I do n't feel any man `` attractive. '' The only affair I like about men is their cocks. The idea of a cock in my mouth and/or ass, or mine in theirs turning 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 chance a man sexually attractive, that does n't necessarily cook me gay or bi. Maybe that 's just me. screwing labels, just savour yourself. But anyway, let 's come out my story.

I work a icky job. Normal, right ? Well, I recently decided to take a minuscule vacation ; just take a few Day to reload my barrage fire, relieve tension, bombast bombast fustian. I chose to head to Dallas to visit my unspoilt friend, let 's holler him Shane. Shane was a `` typical rocking chair. '' He had tattoos all over, very thin with farsighted curly hair, and wore nix but habiliment that was related to euphony somehow. He was n't in any way gay. ( Or at least not that I could separate. ) Shane moved to Dallas 2 twelvemonth prior for a better job and be secretive to house. Despite the distance, ( I 'm about 10 hr away ) we remained end. I was also pretty close with his roommates, but I was closer to Shane.

I stayed at their property, naturally. Forgot to mention, we are all HUGE potheads. So, when Shane welcomed me with a warm hug at the aerodrome, he also welcomed me with a stern 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 former that night. After the roommates, we 'll send for them Jerry and lancet, got habitation from work, we smoked ALOT that night. Like 90-95 % of the quarter. ( Yes, it 's unfeigned. I do n't give a skillful goddamn fuck what you smoking carriage say, that shit happened. We are experienced, we are musicians, and we are awing. It. Fucking. Happened. )

So, after getting really luxuriously, Jerry and gig called it a night and crashed so they can work tomorrow. So it was just Shane and I chillin'on the cast. We started watching S Park, just giggling like fucking stoned idiots. Shane laughed at a particularly funny tantrum, 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 cock. His paw stayed there for just a second or two, but it felt like several minutes.

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

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

He agreed, and started to tranquilize down and roll a blunt. He might have been chill now, but my thinker was racing.

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

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

I spent what seemed like an eternity thought process of how our friendly relationship evolved over the days, of how I did n't wan na threaten that, and how I did n't want to make the residual of my arrest here awkward, and that 's if he did n't plain me out from the scratch. After all those thoughts, ( and I 'm sure the abundance of weed in my system had a part to play ) only 2 words popped in my heading : roll in the hay it.

I decided to go for it. I was too high and too steamy to deal. I gently placed my deal on top of his prominence. He did n't travel. I started to softly rub it, still naught. Even through the thin material of his short circuit, I felt his hammer getting harder. My rooster was gear up to burst at this level, and I was only getting steamy !

After a few min, I got bolder and gradually slipped my hired hand under his short and wrapped my fingers around his dick. It was definitely a commodity 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 secernate. Shane did n't move or say anything, so I carried on. I got bolder and decided to commit down his shorts so I can get a wagerer look at his cock. I 'm already in, might as well go for broke, right ?

I slid his drawers just past his articulatio genus, and his cock popped out and thwack against his flat tum. I misjudged it. It was easily 8 in. Hell, skinny to 9, I 'd bet. After admiring Shane 's unit, I resumed stroking his shaft. He tossed and turned for a few mo, which made me freeze instantly. I left my script wrapped around his stopcock, 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 best friend 's cock.

Soon after my panic, I stared at the brain ; picturing what it might try out like. I figured I 'd chance it. I licked my sass, then planted a light kiss on the tip. Not so bad, no real relish to it. So I took it a step further and hold fast the whole head into my mouth and gently sucked. I was liking the feeling of it in my mouth, so I did n't arrest. I kept taking More of it in now, filling my lip with inch after inch of his voiceless cock. I could get in most of it before I had the itch to gag, so I just relaxed my throat and found a comfortable duration to take in so I can reach this experience last.

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

But just before he finished, I felt a hand on my head. I instantly panicked, all those idea of a bankrupt friendship and vacation clouded my mind. I tried to sit up, but his hand was forcing my mouth back onto his raging turncock. And he moaning much louder now, and this metre he was conscious.

'' dungeon going, delight. I 'm so get laid end ... ''

I did n't have fourth dimension to question it, nor did I want to. I resumed my duties and took as much of his cock into my warm mouth as I could contend and sucked. After just a few seconds, 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 import to manage. I wanted to taste him. I had to.

He let out one final examination cry as his shaft shot out heavy ropes 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 lips and face. After he finally settled down, I swallowed the cum in my sassing, then what was left on my mouth and face. Turns out, it tastes improve than I would 've guessed. Not a taste I loved, but I did n't heed it at all. I put his peter back in my mouth to clean it up and suck whatever cum was left. After a mo 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 calculate 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 wing on the rim. 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 eagre tongue, and we kissed like that for respective 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 talk about this, but I can only think of one affair right now. ``

And with that, he flipped me over and moved his head down to my rock 'n' roll hard cock. He wasted no time by grabbing the top of my short pants and slither them all the way off me. And without hesitancy, he took my whole cock into his warm lip. I moaned very loudly, very instantly. This was way better than any dame that gave me head, by far. He took my cock in until his nose touched my trim pubes, and he did n't even claim it out. Not at first. He kept it there for a few bit and just moaned. His vocal chords vibrating just felt so. Fucking. Good.

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

'' Fuck, fop. This is just bally cracking ! I 'm gon na cum real soon .... ''

That only made him take in harder and faster. Once I felt my cum rising up my dick, he deepthroated my entire cock without intermission, letting my cum slide smoothly down his pharynx. This only made me wan na belly laugh, it felt so fucking goodness ! After I finally stopped cumming, Shane took my cock out of his mouth, but he was in no haste to do so. He did it very slowly, gently sucking and cleaning my shaft up along the way.

After we caught our breathing space, he came back up and gave me another passionate, tongue-tied kiss. I did n't hesitate this time, and returned his osculation. But this time, I could taste mine and his cum in the buss. I tasted my own cum before, and was n't nutcase 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 hazard you want to talk about this in the morning ? It 's former 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 Sir Thomas More kiss before grabbing his drawers and heading up to bed. As I lied there, drenched in sweat and cum, I could only imagine what the hell just happened, and what the screw was gon na happen next.

Part 2 coming soon !