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

I 'm 24 and in good form. I do n't exert, but I eat alright and have a physically demanding job, so it keeps me in check. My cock is a modest 6.5 inches, 7 on a skillful 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 witness any man `` attractive. '' The only matter I like about men is their cocks. The idea of a cock in my mouthpiece and/or ass, or mine in theirs bit me on to no end. Other than that, guys do absolutely cipher for me. promise it what you want, but if I do n't obtain a man sexually attractive, that does n't necessarily make water me gay or bi. Maybe that 's just me. Fuck label, just enjoy yourself. But anyway, let 's bulge my story.

I work a lousy job. normal, right ? Well, I recently decided to assume a small vacation ; just take a few days to reload my batteries, relieve tenseness, blah blah blah. I chose to lead to Dallas to visit my well friend, let 's shout him Shane. Shane was a `` distinctive rocker. '' He had tattoos all over, very slight with long curly hair, and wore nothing but clothing that was related to music somehow. He was n't in any way gay. ( Or at least not that I could tell. ) Shane moved to Dallas 2 year prior for a secure job and be closer to menage. Despite the distance, ( I 'm about 10 minute away ) we remained conclusion. I was also pretty airless with his roommates, but I was closer to Shane.

I stayed at their place, naturally. Forgot to remark, we are all HUGE potheads. So, when Shane welcomed me with a warm hug at the airdrome, he also welcomed me with a poop of medical-grade marijuana to begin my vacation off right. This was already well worth the stumble up here.

I 'll go ahead and fast-forward until later that dark. After the roommates, we 'll predict them Boche and Lance, got home from workplace, we smoked ALOT that night. Like 90-95 % of the quartern. ( Yes, it 's rightful. I do n't contribute a safe goddamn fuck what you stag party say, that mother fucker happened. We are experienced, we are player, and we are awesome. It. Fucking. Happened. )

So, after getting really high, Jerry and Lance called it a dark and crashed so they can function tomorrow. So it was just Shane and I chillin'on the sofa. We started watching South parkland, just giggling like fucking stoned cretin. Shane laughed at a particularly fishy scene, and he started laughing so hard, his arms were flailing around a bit, and his give hand landed directly on my trunks. More specifically, right on top of my covered hammer. His hand stayed there for just a second gear or two, but it felt like several minutes.

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

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 sedate down and roll a blunt. He might have been chill now, but my intellect was racing.

Was that really an accident ? Does he desire my cock ? Does he fuck I need his ? Should I reach a move ?

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 display. After maybe 20 bit, Shane dozed off on the lounge. I looked over at him and I saw what was clearly his firmly pecker bulging through his basketball shorts. I kept staring at it, wanting to have-to doe with it. To lick it. To suck it.

I spent what seemed like an timeless existence thinking 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 residual of my stay here awkward, and that 's if he did n't kick me out from the scratch line. After all those thinking, ( and I 'm sure the teemingness of weed in my system had a part to bet ) only 2 words popped in my head : Fuck it.

I decided to go for it. I was too high and too horny to give care. I gently placed my hand on top of his bulge. He did n't locomote. I started to softly rub it, still goose egg. Even through the fragile cloth of his shorts, I felt his cock getting harder. My cock was fix to break at this decimal point, and I was only getting hornlike !

After a few minutes, I got bolder and gradually slipped my paw under his trunks and wrapped my fingers around his beam. It was definitely a honorable size. It felt bigger than mine. I slowly stroked him up and down. I thought I heard a soft groan, but I could n't secernate. Shane did n't move or say anything, so I carried on. I got bolder and decided to draw down his short so I can get a well 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 smack against his plane stomach. I misjudged it. It was easily 8 inches. Hell, closer to 9, I 'd bet. After admiring Shane 's whole, I resumed stroking his shaft. He tossed and turned for a few mo, which made me block instantly. I left my hired hand wrapped around his cock, I could n't move. But, just as soon as it was over, he dozed back off, even lightly snoring. After regaining myself, I continued exploring my outflank admirer 's cock.

Soon after my scare, I stared at the head ; picturing what it might taste like. I figured I 'd chance it. I licked my sassing, then planted a light kiss on the tip. Not so bad, no tangible flavor to it. So I took it a step further and pose the whole head into my mouth and gently sucked. I was liking the look of it in my mouth, so I did n't stop. I kept taking more of it in now, filling my oral fissure with inch after in of his hard cock. I could get in most of it before I had the urge to gag, so I just unlax my throat and found a comfortable length to direct in so I can make this experience last.

I heard what I thought was another flaccid 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 indicant that he was. I was sucking even harder now, and stroking his jibe. I could feel his stopcock pulse. No peak in stopping now. Might as well finish him off.

But just before he finished, I felt a hired hand on my fountainhead. I instantly panicked, all those intellection of a destroy friendly relationship and vacation clouded my mind. I tried to sit up, but his hand was forcing my backtalk back onto his raging cock. And he moaning often louder now, and this time he was conscious.

'' Keep going, please. I 'm so be intimate closing ... ''

I did n't take time to question it, nor did I want to. I resumed my duties and took as much of his cock into my quick mouth as I could manage and sucked. After just a few seconds, his moans were bordering on screams now. He was tapping on my head word. 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 care. I wanted to try out him. I had to.

He let out one final cry as his dick shot out boastfully roach of cum into my mouth. I tried getting it all. After my mouthpiece was fully, I took his cock out and jerked any more cum I could out of his cock onto my brim and grimace. After he finally settled down, I swallowed the cum in my mouth, then what was left on my sass and typeface. Turns out, it tastes intimately than I would 've guessed. Not a gustatory sensation I loved, but I did n't mind it at all. I put his cock back in my mouth to pick it up and suck whatever cum was left. After a minute or two, he was starting to get mild, so I took him out of my mouth.

Shane started to regain himself and opened his eyes to attend right at me. He broke out the bounteous smile I 've ever seen on him. He grabbed my face, 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 back talk with his lingua, wrestling it with mine. I accepted his eager 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 think of one thing right now. ``

And with that, he flipped me over and moved his head down to my rock hard cock. He wasted no time by grabbing the top of my shorts and slid them all the way off me. And without falter, he took my whole cock into his warm mouth. I moaned very loudly, very instantly. This was way better than any wench that gave me mind, by far. He took my peter in until his nose touched my clip pubes, and he did n't even take away 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 last long, and he knew it too.

'' piece of ass, beau. This is just bonk great ! I 'm gon na cum real soon .... ''

That only made him draw harder and faster. Once I felt my cum rising up my shaft, he deepthroated my entire cock without pause, letting my cum slide smoothly down his throat. This only made me wan na scream, it felt so fucking right ! After I finally stopped cumming, Shane took my dick 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 time, and returned his candy kiss. But this sentence, I could try out mine and his cum in the buss. I tasted my own cum before, and was n't weirdo 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 talk about this in the break of the day ? 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 buss before grabbing his short pants and heading up to bed. As I lied there, drenched in lather and cum, I could only imagine what the hell just happened, and what the shtup was gon na happen next.

Part 2 coming soon !