
Originally Posted by
Jake-lc
I have a good friend from my uni days. Mike is really hot guy, the type of guy that gets all the girls and wants more, he is just over 6 foot, jet black hair and a six pack. We uses to go to the gym together and afterwards we'd hit the showers. I had seen mike naked a few times and always enjoyed the view without admitting it to anyone, I would've loves to have a night with him. Mike had a nice cock that was about nine inches hard and cut so when the water hit it would make me think of seeing it covered in his Precum, a few times the thought made me hard and i had to turn round to hide it. He was the subject of a few of my fantasies but they never went further much to my dismay.
We used to talk in the pub, mike knew I was bisexual but it never bothered him. In the final year he met a really nice girl who he ended up dating. The only downside was that she refused to give blowjobs. Mike loved his cock being sucked. He ended up moaning and moaning about how everytime they were together she would do all sorts of sexual things but giving head was always off the menu. One night after a few beers, he told me that they had had an argument about oral, she loved receiving but had no intention of giving, she let him fuck her ass, she loved kinky sex and was almost perfect.
I had heard enough and on the way home, mike had revealed that he was thinking of getting a one night stand to suck him off. I finally snapped and told him I'd heard enough, I didn't mind hearing about his sexual activities but the constant moaning about something trivial was pussing me off. He looked shocked but not as shocked as he did when I told him that if he was that bothered then I'd suck his cock.
Mike and I went straight home in relative silence, until we got to my place. I invited him in and he came in rather hesitantly. Once we had relaxed in the living room, he started to talk and asked if I was serious. I told him I'd do him where he sat. He thought for a minute but I could see that he was getting a hard on, and I was pretty sure he was mine.
I walked over and knealt between his legs, undid his belt and pulled down his jeans and boxers. His cock sprang up ad stood hard in front of me. Mike told me that just because he was doing this it didn't make him gay just horny. I didn't care, things could've gone bad and I'd have lost a friend but as it was I was about to taste a cock I'd dreamt of.
I moved forward and slowly put my tongue on the tip of his dick, licking the slut and tasting his Precum. It was amazing. I licked all round the head of his cock while he closed his eyes and put his head back. Then opening my lips I went down and sucked his dick. He was in no position to object anymore and I was bobbing up and down, wetting his cock with my saliva and his Precum. Eventually he grabbed the sides of my head and started to slowly face fuck me. I moved a hand down and played with his balls. His fuck increased pace and he told me he was cumming. I pushed down to take as much of his cock in my mouth as possible. Then he started to cum, he came a lot and I had to move back up a little to avoid gagging, I knew why the girls lived him at that point. As I moved back I swallowed his cum, taking all of it down. Then I moved off his dick, looked at him and smiled.
I sat back in my chair as he pulled his jeans up. For a few minutes everything was quiet and then he spoke. He told me it was the best blow job he had had and although he wasn't gay if he had been he'd have fucked me over my chair. I told him he could do it anytime he wanted and if he wanted a repeat of tonight he could have it anytime.
Since then mike would call round regularly and shoot his load in my mouth. He's still the only straight guy I ever had. We went our seperate ways after uni but he invited me to his wedding. At the reception we ended up in the honeymoon suite reliving old times and I sucked his cock before his new wife did. Admittedly not my proudest achievment but hot anyway.