This is a unfeigned story. I 'll say it occurred mid-October 2015. Let me explain a little about myself first. Yes, I know nobody gives a tinker's damn, and you just want the activity now, but fuck you. I 'm doing it anyway.

I 'm 24 and in good anatomy. I do n't practise, but I eat alright and have a physically demanding job, so it keeps me in check. My putz is a low 6.5 inches, 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 alone thing I like about men is their rooster. The musical theme of a cock in my sassing and/or ass, or mine in theirs turns me on to no end. early than that, guys do absolutely zero for me. Call it what you want, but if I do n't find 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 start my story.

I work a shitty job. pattern, right ? Well, I recently decided to take a small vacation ; just convey a few sidereal day to recharge my electric battery, relieve focus, claptrap blah blah. I chose to head to Dallas to jaw my effective ally, let 's name him Shane. Shane was a `` distinctive rocker. '' He had tattoos all over, very slenderize with hanker curly hair, and wore nothing but wear that was related to music somehow. He was n't in any way gay. ( Or at to the lowest degree not that I could secernate. ) Shane moved to Dallas 2 eld prior for a adept job and be closer to kinfolk. Despite the distance, ( I 'm about 10 hours away ) we remained confining. I was also pretty close with his roommates, but I was closer to Shane.

I stayed at their spot, naturally. Forgot to name, we are all HUGE potheads. So, when Shane welcomed me with a strong hug at the airport, he also welcomed me with a quarter of medical-grade ganja to start my holiday off right. This was already well worth the stumble up here.

I 'll go ahead and fast-forward until later that night. After the roommates, we 'll call them Jerry and Lance, got dwelling house from study, we smoked ALOT that night. Like 90-95 % of the quarter. ( Yes, it 's true. I do n't give a good goddamn fuck what you smoking carriage say, that shit happened. We are know, we are musicians, and we are awesome. It. Fucking. Happened. )

So, after getting really eminent, Jerry and shaft called it a night and crashed so they can make for tomorrow. So it was just Shane and I chillin'on the redact. We started watching South Park, just giggling like fucking stoned half-wit. Shane laughed at a particularly funny conniption, and he started laughing so hard, his arms were flailing around a bit, and his left manus landed directly on my drawers. More specifically, right on top of my spread over cock. His bridge player 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, `` screw dude, I 'm so drear ! I was n't going for your junk. It just happened, fair. ``

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

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

Was that really an fortuity ? Does he need my cock ? Does he screw I want his ? Should I make a motility ?

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 appearance. After maybe 20 moment, Shane dozed off on the couch. I looked over at him and I saw what was clearly his hard cock bulging through his hoops shorts. I kept staring at it, wanting to touch it. To lick it. To nurse it.

I spent what seemed like an timeless existence thought process of how our friendship evolved over the years, of how I did n't wan na jeopardize that, and how I did n't want to make the rest of my stop here awkward, and that 's if he did n't kick me out from the start. After all those intellection, ( and I 'm surely the copiousness of weed in my system had a parting to wager ) only 2 words popped in my forefront : piece of tail it.

I decided to go for it. I was too luxuriously and too aroused to give care. I gently placed my handwriting on top of his protuberance. He did n't locomote. I started to softly rub it, still aught. Even through the thin material of his short pants, I felt his cock getting harder. My cock was ready to burst at this point, and I was only getting steamy !

After a few minutes, I got bolder and gradually slipped my hand under his shorts and wrapped my fingers around his shaft. It was definitely a good size. It felt bigger than mine. I slowly stroked him up and down. I thought I heard a soft moan, but I could n't distinguish. Shane did n't propel or say anything, so I carried on. I got bolder and decided to commit down his drawers so I can get a better look at his prick. I 'm already in, might as well go for broke, right ?

I slid his trunks just past his knee joint, and his cock popped out and smell against his flat stomach. I misjudged it. It was easily 8 in. nether region, closer to 9, I 'd bet. After admiring Shane 's unit, I resumed stroking his shaft. He tossed and turned for a few seconds, which made me freeze instantly. I left my hand wrapped around his cock, I could n't impress. 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 scare, I stared at the head ; picturing what it might taste like. I figured I 'd luck it. I licked my back talk, then planted a alight buss on the tip. Not so bad, no real flavor to it. So I took it a tone further and stuck the solid headland 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 voiceless cock. I could get in nigh of it before I had the urge to gag, so I just relaxed my throat and found a prosperous length to take in so I can make this experience last.

I heard what I thought was another flaccid groan, so I took it as a beneficial thing and kept going. He did n't seem to be wake up, or he was n't giving any indication that he was. I was sucking even harder now, and stroking his light beam. I could feel his cock pulsing. No point in stopping now. power as well finish him off.

But just before he finished, I felt a script on my head teacher. I instantly panicked, all those thought of a ruined friendship and vacation clouded my nous. I tried to sit up, but his hand was forcing my lip back onto his raging cock. And he moaning much louder now, and this clock time he was conscious.

'' dungeon going, please. I 'm so fucking closing ... ''

I did n't throw fourth dimension to question it, nor did I want to. I resumed my duty and took as a good deal of his turncock into my warm mouth as I could wield and nurse. After just a few seconds, his moans were bordering on screeching now. He was tapping on my straits. 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 care. I wanted to taste him. I had to.

He let out one final cry as his putz shooter out declamatory ropes of cum into my mouth. I tried getting it all. After my back talk was total, I took his pecker out and jerked any more cum I could out of his prick onto my sassing and face. After he finally settled down, I swallowed the cum in my lip, then what was left on my sass and case. Turns out, it tastes better than I would 've guessed. Not a taste I loved, but I did n't beware it at all. I put his cock back in my mouth to strip it up and suck whatever cum was left. After a moment 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 await right at me. He broke out the biggest smile I 've ever seen on him. He grabbed my boldness, pulled me up to him, then kissed me right on the sass. 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 bore 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 kiss and looked at me.

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

And with that, he flipped me over and moved his head down to my rock 'n' roll concentrated cock. He wasted no meter by grabbing the top of my shorts and slew them all the way off me. And without hesitation, he took my whole dick into his tender mouthpiece. I moaned very loudly, very instantly. This was way better than any chick that gave me head, by far. He took my hammer in until his nose touched my trim down pubic bone, and he did n't even remove 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 close tenacious, and he knew it too.

'' shag, gallant. This is just fucking outstanding ! I 'm gon na cum real soon .... ''

That only made him absorb harder and faster. Once I felt my cum rising up my shaft, he deepthroated my entire cock without pause, letting my cum slideway smoothly down his throat. This only made me wan na sidesplitter, it felt so crashing good ! After I finally stopped cumming, Shane took my prick out of his mouth, but he was in no rush to do so. He did it very slowly, gently sucking and cleaning my gibe up along the way.

After we caught our breath, he came back up and gave me another passionate, incoherent kiss. I did n't hesitate this fourth dimension, and returned his kiss. But this meter, I could taste mine and his cum in the kiss. I tasted my own cum before, and was n't gaga 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 chance you want to spill the beans about this in the morning ? It 's tardily 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 Sir Thomas More kiss before grabbing his shorts and heading up to bed. As I lied there, drenched in sweat and cum, I could only think what the hell just happened, and what the shtup was gon na happen next.

Part 2 coming soon !