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OK, I'll admit it, it was weird. Well, to start with anyway. We had been
friends of a sort for years. Not like, see you every day best friends,
but the kind of friends that you didn't see often but you always knew had
your back; trustworthy, etc. That really isn't the weird part, the fact
he had my cock in his mouth, well, that was.
Fresh out of another of my patented failed relationships, I went to my
favorite burger joint to grab some lunch. The chick I had been with for
the last several months had decided to move back to Crappytown, Ohio for
a job and I was not going to do that. It didn't hurt that the job was
with her Ex's company. I have been accused of being slow, but never
stupid. I knew what was going on.
As I sat at the bar, brooding and picking at my fries, I felt a hand rub,
ease across my shoulders. I jumped and before, I could turn around, Shawn
began laughing, telling me to sit my ass back down. HA! He certainly got
the best of me, and it instantly took me out of my bad mood. He sat down
next to me and ordered a beer and nachos. Then looked over at me and
asked" How's my favorite, straight guy, doing today?" Shawn was just a
bit gay. We started chit chatting and before long I started in on the
whole girlfriend moved saga. He was an amazing listener and added the
appropriate "bitch", "No-Good", and 'Cunt" in all the right spots. In no
time, a couple of hours went by. When I came back from using the men's
room, Shawn gets up and says he's got to run, he's helping out at charity
drag event, where some of his friends are performing. He get's this goofy
look and grabs my arm and says that I "Just have to go, there will be all
these single women there and drag shows always get them so stupid." I
start to tell him no, when he mentions that a mutual friend of ours,
Heather, will be there. The asshole! He knew I had the hots for her
forever.
I drop my Harley off at Shawns on the way and ride over with him. I make
a note to myself that Shawn's car is really nice, and he drives it like a
New York taxi driver on acid. Maybe I'll live. We get to the event at a
local community college, and have to hunt for a spot to park. It seems
like this event is going to be well attended. We get out of the car, and
Shawn piles tons of stuff in my arms and bitches that " I got to carry
stuff because I made him late and he didn't find a closer spot to park"
I help him drop off this stuff off in the room where the performers are
getting dressed, and note that some of them make for very hot women, and
head out to the crowd. Shawns find me a little bit before the show starts
and immediately asks me why I have a double tall drink and am back to
skulking around? As if scripted, Heather, with her dark eyes, long legs
and fine ass, steps up to the microphone introduces herself and then
introduces the rich ass, good looking man who is putting on the charity
event, her fiance Alex the fucktard! Shawn covers his open mouth, then
starts saying 'I didn't know" about 20 tines.
I stay through the show, because Shawn is my way home. I grab another
mood enhancing drink, and start donating to the performers, probably way
too much, but Mr. Rich & Perfect will be donating triple the tips given
as part of the event, and I pretend he'll feel it, if I give enough. Did
you know that, if you are a big tipper at a drag show, and you look
halfway decent, you become very popular with the performers. As the show
wrapped up, and moved into the silent auction, rich people part of the
event, Shawn grabs me, drags me back to the dressing area, because the
"girls want to say thanks"
We get back to the dressing area, and Shawn introduces me to all the
performers, they all say thanks and hand me a drink. I stand out of the
way as some go from hot chick to normal guy and some others go from hot
chick, to normal hot chick, to head off to other shows they have to do.
It was about this time that I realized that I had enough to drink and was
feeling quite pleasant. I grab a seat out of the way, as Shawn takes off
to talk to some of the performers and collect a bunch of the things he
brought in. I start to get lost in my thoughts, when he pulls me off the
chair and starts piling crap in my arms. "You carried it in here, you get
to carry it out" then laughs as he runs to get more stuff. We had started
putting the clothes and things in his car, when one of the performers
stops and asks Shawn if he can give him a ride to a local club, because
his car is dead and Triple A will not be there for an hour and he needs
to get to his regular gig. I already know what the answer will be, and
start making a spot in the back seat. Shawn looks over and laughs, and
tells Jimmy to get in.
We take off for the club on the other side of town, making at 30 mile
trip in 9 minutes, well it felt like it went that fast, but my eyes were
shut and I was praying we would get there alive. Shawn doesn't drink when
he's driving, but have I mentioned he drives like a blind guy on crack?
Shawn and Jimmy drag me in the club, to buy me a drink and say thanks for
carrying all of his crap. I try to convince them I need to get back home,
but a few minutes later, I'm on a stool at the "show" bar with a drink in
my hand, waiting on Shawn to say hi to damn near everyone in the place.
Since I'm starting to get a good buzz going, I settle in and watch a few
performances, and wait for my ride to get done being a social butterfly.
If I hadn't known Shawn since middle school, I probably would have got a
cab or an Uber. Jimmy comes out on the stage, or rather "Jimi Imani
Jasmine LoveCoxx" struts out onto the stage. Now Jimmy is pretty fem out
of drag, but in drag he is just flat out hot. I watch him (her?) prance
around the stage, then bend over backwards, flipping over, like a slow
motion gymnast. The crowd is impressed, and so am I. When he gets close,
I tip him a 20, he touches his tongue to my ear and says thanks, and
heads off to collect more tips. As I watch Jimi sashay off, someone says,
"You like that ass, I can tell. Jimi always had a great ass, that
bithch." I look back and see Shawn grinning and laughing at me. He grabs
my hand and says it's time to go before I get too drunk and move in with
Jimi.
We get to the car and head to Shawn's place, managing to avoid causing 20
accidents and a national emergency. Shawn piles me full of his shit out
of the car and we manage to carry all of it back in his place. As I put
the stuff down in his extra room, I notice that there's a bunch of
clothes and a wig or two in the boxes. I ask him why does he have all of
this stuff? He laughs and tells me that he did drag shows for a while
when he got out of high school at some clubs a few hours away. He knows
most of the performers out tonight because of that and helps out to
remember why he doesn't do shows anymore. We sit down in his great room
and he grabs a couple of drinks and hands me a beer, as he downs a shot
of something. "What the heck was that for? I ask, Shawn replies that, "I
had all the drinks tonight and he is just catching up a little."
He gets to asking me about the night and some about me and Heather,
realizes that isn't a good idea and switches back to talking about what I
thought about the performers, tying to get my mind off Heather.
After a few minutes of discussing the performances, I mention that a
couple of them were really good. Shawn gets up and make another drink and
says " that ain't nothing, you should have seen me do my thing." I have
known Shawn a long time, and I know that he's extremely smart, so I had
no doubt he put on quite a show, So I said, "Yeah right, that's just
liquor and memories talking." If you can't give your friends a hard time,
then who can you? He laughs and grabs an iPad and plops down next to me
on his small ass, but fashionable couch.
A few taps, some swipes and a few cuss words and he starts showing me
videos of his old shows. As I already new, he was good. What I didn't
expect was that he looked so damn hot in drag. I made a comment about him
not losing his hair, doing some of the show, with the flips he did on
stage, he laughs and starts showing me some old pictures of him. We went
our separate ways after high school for a few years, so these photos were
all new to me. He had grown out his hair and was quite fem. He kept
showing me shots of him and various boyfriends at Disney, New York,
Vegas, etc. he went through a bunch of boyfriends apparently. As he
swiped through, a pic pops up of him with a mouth full of cock. He tries
to go past it fast, but I stop him and ask why the hell was he taking
pictures of his sex life.
Shawn gets all embarrassed for a second, and then starts telling me about
this hot, 'straight" neighbor that developed into some fine booty calls.
The guy liked filming them and then watching it while they had sex again.
He then swipes like three times and a video starts playing of Shawn
dressed in drag sucking the guy's cock. I tried to push the iPad away,
but Shawn laughs again and said it's what I get for asking. I really
didn't care about the video, just the fact that I was getting hard was
unsettling. I hoped Shawn wouldn't notice my bulge, but his cock sensor
was on full blast by now and he was sitting damn near on top of me. I
know he sees it, he hits a button on the ipad and the video pops up on
his TV. He looks at me and says, "It's obvious you like something you are
seeing. Don't be an idiot, it's a hot girl suckng a guy and you like
that." My brain is locked up, I don't know what to say and my dick just
keeps getting harder. Shawn slowly moves my hand away from my pants and
starts undoing them. I go to stop, but he just moves my arm away again,
and pulls my pants and underwear down, freeing my hard cock.
He moans"mmm I knew you had a good cock:" and eases it into his mouth. I
am slightly drunk, horny, confused and enjoying everything immensely. I
can't make a decision to save my life at that moment. He eases his mouth
off my cock, and pulls my pants completely off, sliding his hands up my
shirt, and begins kissing my thighs. It's at this time I realize that I
am getting a world class blow job from a friend of mine, and I like it. I
lean back and Shawn takes me deep into his throat. He moves up and down
my cock and I do my one trick and manage not to cum. I want this to last
a while. This goes on for several minutes, my dick throbbing and shaking
when Shawn stops and say' fuck me, fuck me now!" he drops his pants and
straddles the couch, I get up and move behind him. He wets his finger and
slides it in his ass and moans, then grabs my cock and helps me ease it
into his ass.
I press my cock into him a little more each time. We start finding that
right rhythm, where each thrust makes him moan more and more and make me
want to fuck him even harder. I couldn't stop even if I wanted too, and I
don't want too. I want his fine ass and amazing mouth. I bend forward and
grab his shoulders,pulling us into each other harder and deeper. He moans
louder. "Make me your bitch." I can feel my mind going blank, my eyes
start to gloss over, I know my cock is going to explode. I ramp up our
rhythm, harder and faster, I can hear Shawn making guttural noises as he
cums again and again. I try to hold off longer but there is no
possibility of that anymore. I slam into his ass and cum explodes into
him. I cum and cum, shaking as I keep him pulled to me. It's all I can do
to stand, I feel him go weak, almost limp. He eases himself off of me and
turns around taking my cock in his mouth gently, licking up every bit of
cum. Then we take each other as we sit down on the floor by the couch and
look at each other in amazement. Shawn smiles, and says " give me a
minute to clean up and dress, then you can tie me up and fuck me like a
slut!".....
to be continued....
Tamera
- 10.05.2022
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