Tom called the former day and invited me to come spend the night at the cabin. He said his wife was out of town and suggested we could do some fishing and drinking. It sounded like fun so I told my wife I was going. ( Actually, I asked if I could go and she said yes ). Tom met me at the cabin with a beer in each script and offered me one as we went inside. We got the boat out and spent the day fishing on the river. We did n't have much luck but had a good fourth dimension, downed quite a few beers and were feeling pretty good by the fourth dimension we got back to the cabin. Tom 's a effective cook and he fixed up a bang-up alimentary paste dinner party. We drank beers, swapped lie and enjoyed each other 's ship's company. We were sitting in the living way watching TV and feeling the personal effects of the beer when Tom suggested we put on some smut. Of course of action, that sounded like a great estimate since I would never go across up a chance to see some foxy lady playing with a big hard cock, especially since I was feeling like partying after all the beer I had been drinking.

We were dressed in tee shirt and shorts and sandals and Tom was on the couch and I sat in a recliner professorship while we began watching the movie. The movie had something to do with an berth guy messing with his secretary and then her with another office girl and the guy with the early girl and so on. Mainly it was about people getting nude and be intimate each other. We watched the show and commented on the girls'copious teat and made jokes about them using dildos and stuff. A few minutes into the photographic film I was getting a nice hardon and I 'm sure as shooting Tom was feeling the same because he kept `` adjusting '' himself when he thought I was n't looking. At one degree I had to pee and I got up and sorting of staggered into the bathroom. It was gruelling to pee with a hardon but somehow I managed to get most of it in the toilet. I started back into the room but forgot to flush the privy and when I stepped into the hallway I could see Tom on the couch stroking his cock as he watched the movie. I could n't help but notice his knockout cock and I immediately wanted it. I slipped back into the john and looked at myself in the mirror. What was I thinking ? My reflection looked back at me and asked, `` Do you need to suck Tom 's turncock ? '' I slipped my deal into my pant and felt my hard cock through my scanty and I knew the answer was yes. Oh yeah, I wear panties. I love the tactile sensation of the diffused nylon and the look of my hard cock inside the blind drunk step-in. I 've been with former bozo and I love to suck a gracious hard cock, especially if both of us are wearing panties and lingerie. I dropped my shorts and watched myself rub my hard rooster through my red bikini panties and thought how much I 'd wish to give Tom a nice blow job. I know Tom would never go for anything like that though. He makes antic and comment about gays that makes it seem he does n't approve of them. I flushed the toilet, pulled up my shorts and walked back into the hallway. Tom had heard the toilet efflorescence and was just finishing hiding his hardon and pretending cipher had been going on.

I got us a duet Thomas More beers and sat back in the chair and we continued to watch the movie. I could n't get the sentiment of sucking on Tom 's hammer out of my head word. I wanted it so bad but I was so afraid to say anything because it may ruin our friendship. I drank more beer and my naughty mentation continued to throw me more and more horny. At one point in the movie one of the girls was giving a not bad blow job to the boyfriend. She played with his balls and slipped his nice, voiceless cock in and out of her mouth. I was wishing I was her. Every once in awhile she would expect up at him with a big smiling on her boldness as she rubbed the tip of his rooster against her lips and cheek. The Tom said something like, `` She sure seems to be enjoying sucking that guy 's cock. '' `` She sure does. '' I said. Then, all of a sudden, probably because of all the beer, I heard myself saying, `` Have you ever done that ? '' `` What ? scram a reversal job ? Of line. '' he said. `` No, '' I answered, `` Sucked a stopcock. '' `` Fuck no ! '' he said, `` Why ? Have you ? '' Here it was, the minute of truth. What would he think ? What would he do ? This could be the end of our friendship but, well, I was drunk and so I said `` Yeah, once ''. Okay, more than once but I did n't want him to know that yet. I told him about one fourth dimension, `` I was with another guy and these two girls and we were partying and the young woman dared us and, well ... '' `` Ewww, '' he said. `` What happened ? '' `` Well, '' I hesitated. Here goes I thought. `` I liked it. I mean I spent virtually of the dark eating snatch but I did do it. '' `` Are you gay ? '' he asked. `` No, well, maybe I 'm bi. I mean I love having sex with women. '' `` Would you ever do it again ? he asked. `` Why ? '' I answered. `` Do you want me to suck yours ? '' `` No ! I mean ... '' he stammered. I was so hornlike and I was so drunk and I wanted his prick so much that I thought what the hell, this will either end up expert or bad. `` I mean, if you want me to I will. '' Tom just sat there looking at me. He took another drink of his beer and then just said `` Fuck '' and he sort of shrugged like a go-ahead signal.

My point was spinning. It was like I was watching myself from outside my body as I got up out of my death chair and said, `` Here, let me show you. '' I got down on my knee joint in front man of him and reached for his rap. He just sat there watching me and since he did n't say anything I figured it was fine. I undid his smash and pulled his zipper down. He was wearing blanched Jockey shorts and his pecker was hard as a rock. The underware had a big wet spot in them. Apparently he had been enjoying the pic. I placed my hand on his bulge and squeezed it. He shuddered as I slowly stroked my hand up and down. I could see the outline of his laborious cock through his legal brief and it looked about seven or eight inch long.

I grabbed his shorts by the waist and pulled on them and Tom raised his hips so I could mistake his trunks and underware down his legs. Now his laborious naked prick was fully exposed and I looked up at him as I leaned forward to take it in my mouth. He just looked down at me with his eyes kind of glazed over and I began to lap the tip of his cock, sticking my clapper into the fiddling cakehole and swirling it around the principal. I slipped my lips over the end and let his peter slide slowly into my mouth. Mmmmmm it felt so good to feel that nice cock rub against the inside of my sassing. I slid it as cryptical into my mouth as I could and wedge my lip tightly around it as I started to slither it back out of my lip, sucking on it as hard as I could, trying to pull some precum out of it. I wrapped one paw around the base and softly fondled his Ball with the early as I slid that beautiful pecker in and out of my mouthpiece. Tom was moving his hips up and down in rythm with my sucking and every once in awhile I heard him groan as I changed speed or sucked harder or something. I let his prick berth from my lips and kissed it up and down the full shaft, rubbing it against my cheeks and then sucking it deeply into my sass again. I relaxed my throat and was able to get his unhurt cock in my sassing, rubbing my nose against his pubic haircloth as I swallowed his impulse shaft. My head was spinning ! I felt so sound and was enjoying myself so much ! My own pecker was hard as a rock and I lowered my script to my whang and undid the buckle and top clitoris and slid my zipper down and dropped my pants to my knees so I could rub my stopcock while I sucked on Tom 's. All of a sudden Tom started to moan and said, `` I 'm going to cum ! '' `` Mmmmmm '' I said and just kept pumping that turncock, waiting anxiously for his hot pick to fritter into my sass. It was too deep to care what he thought and all I wanted was to take back the load of hot, creamy cum shooting out of that big juicy rooster. I felt his ball tighten and felt his cock pulsing and all of a sudden my lip was filled with his cum. Three or four big loads of juicy cum squirted into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could but some leaked out and down his rotating shaft. I eagerly licked it up and continued to withdraw as much as I could. I cleaned Tom 's rooster and pubic hair as in force I could and sat back on my heels rubbing my deal across my fount, cleaning off the cum there and licking my fingers as I looked up at Tom. He lay back on the couch with his heart closed for a moment and then lifted his head.

'' Wow ! '' he said with a smile on his face, `` That was nice. '' Then, all of a sudden, his expression changed to like a questioning flavour and he asked, `` What are you wearing ? '' I looked down and saw my backbreaking cock making a big collapsible shelter in my red bikini step-in. In my excitement to get my shorts off I had not thought about the fact that Tom did n't know that I always wear women 's panties. `` Oh, '' I said, `` I, um, I just like to wear panty. '' `` You wear pantie and give nose candy occupation and do n't reckon you 're gay ? '' he asked. `` Well, maybe. '' I said. `` Do you care to get fucked too ? '' Tom asked. `` Um ... well ... why ? Do you want to lie with me ? ''