
Originally Posted by
ezwriter
Kind of...he's straight, and I used to suck him off regularly for a while, but he wasn't really a friend. Well, he was, but the only reason I became friends with him was so I could suck his dick, so he wasn't a "real" friend.
He was a maintenance worker at my apartment complex. Handsome Latino, early 30's, nice smooth brown skin, naturally athletic build. For some reason I was fixated on his calves. He would wear these long shorts that exposed only his calves. They were nice, naturally muscled and brown, mostly smooth with just the right amount of hair. As for him, he was not very friendly, not very smart, and not much personality, so befriending him was kind of a chore. I used to put in my maintenance requests one at a time so I would get more visits from him. Eventually he started dropping by after work for some beers, and after a few of those drinking sessions, during which he was always complaining about his girlfriend, I finally let him know I was available if he ever wanted a good blowjob. He turned me down at first, and stayed away for a couple of weeks. Then one night, actually morning as it was about 2AM, he comes knocking on my front door, staggering drunk. I invite him in, and have him lying on my bed with his pants off with his dick in my mouth in a matter of minutes. Nice dick, a little bigger than I'd expected, uncut, not thick or thin, just right for sucking. Unfortunately, he smelled like booze and cigarettes and was really shitfaced and the whole thing started to be a turnoff after awhile. I actually had to mentally psyche myself out and remind myself that I'd been wanting this for months and I'd better fucking enjoy it. After I gave myself that little attitude adjustment I actually did enjoy it, and I guess he did too, because he kept coming back...but he was always drunk, sometimes really sloppy drunk, and always waking me up at some godawful hour to blow him. He was a pretty dead lay too, he'd just lay there silently. No moaning, no grunting, no dirty talk, no fucking my mouth, just laying there passively while I did all the work. Sometimes I was really horny and really into it and really enjoyed it, and sometimes I just went ahead and sucked him off to get rid of him. Eventually he stopped coming by, and I learned that he no longer worked at the complex. That was about a year and a half ago. I never saw him again until this past New Years Eve, I was driving into the parking lot and I saw a familiar figure getting out of a car with a couple of small kids and an obese woman. I guess he was spending New Years Eve with one of his friends from the apartments. He did a double take when he saw me. The attraction is pretty much gone now, and I'm glad I don't have to deal with all that anymore just to suck some dick.