Where it happened: my house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
I was a freshman in high school, and all my friends had just started going out drinking on the weekends. My parents had gone away for the evening and my best friend came over. We decided to drink some of the liquor in the basement, and went to it, replacing what we used with water.
We got out my father’s porno mags, and I took one into the bathroom to jack off. I was taking a long time and I came back out again.
My friend had his dick out and was jacking it off. I was much bigger than mine (about 8″). I was embarrassed, but I had to look, I couldn’t take my eyes off of it.
He asked me what I was looking at and decided we go upstairs into my room. He went up and I followed. we sat around beating off for a littl bit, but I couldn’t help sneaking glances at his prick. He suggested that we play a game. We would hold each other’s hard-ons pressing the heads together and see which one bent first. I knew mine would and told him so, but he grabbed mine so I grabbed his.
We pressed the tips together and neither really bent. In fact I was getting super hard holding his dick in my hand.
We started pulling back and forth on each others peckers, and he asked me to kiss his prick, he said if I kissed his then he would kiss mine.
He went over to the bed and sat, as I knelt down before him. My lips getting closer and closer. I could see the little piss slit and how it did look like a helmet. I gave it a quick kiss and sat back on my haunches. He then kissed mine, but all I could think of was how his cock looked.
He then asked me to lick his balls. I had to kneel down low to reach them. I put my tongue out and more slowly this time and licked them. I remember being surprised that they were not as salty tasting as I thought they would be.
“Now put the head in your mouth.” I got down on my knees for this and placed a hand on his thigh. I bent forward and took him in my mouth holding there for a while, not sucking, just staying stil with him in my mouth, when I heard footsteps below.
“Dave,” I heard my father yell, “what are you doing up?”
I pulled off as red as a beet.
“Oh! I just forgot to turn the light off. Good night.”
I turned off the light and lay on the floor where I had a sleeping blanket laid out. The room was quiet for what seemed like forever, when I heard my friend say that he was going to come, and did I want a taste. I didn’t answer still frozen, so he asked again.
“Yes,” I said timidly. and I heard the bed creak as he got off, the floorboards creaking.
He straddled my chest, on his knees above me and told me to open my mouth, which I did. I could him him jacking his root above me the dry skin grating against itself. It was pitch black so I couldn’t really tell where he was until the tip of his cock touched my lower lips. He let out a strained gasp, shooting into my mouth. The smell was pungent and sweet, but the come burned the back of my throat as it his, not for the heat of it, but well I can’t explain.
“Suck me dry,” he said leaning forward over me to get a better angle and pushing the cock down my throat and filling my mouth.
After an eternity he pulled off, going back to the bed. I lay ther mouth full of sperm, and finally swallowed.
I am forever grateful to the man who taught me what is one of my greatest joys in life, sucking cocks.
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