Wait Another Dude Fucked You Bro Part 1
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I was so fucking excited, I started touching myself while we continued our conversation. That was as far as it went though because I didn't want him to hear me full on jerking off. Besides, what if he was joking, it could possibly cost me his friendship. If he was telling me the truth, It was hard to believe it because not only had he messed around with guys in the past, he got fucked by one. Damn!
After that night we never spoke another word about that conversation again. Six months later, I was coming to town for a football game, and was going to stay in his dorm room, which worked out well because you get a room to yourself when you are RA. After a few beers we returned to his place we changed into our sleeping clothes, boxers and t-shirts. If you've ever spent time in a dorm, you know that all the guys in the dorm sleep that way. We decided to watch a movie and it had some hot sex scenes in it. After, we sat in the dark and talked about other sex scenes from movies we liked. I could tell something else was on his mind. But I spoke first.
"Dude, I'm kind of bored, can I use your laptop?"
"Yeah go 'head," he said.
After checking Facebook and a couple other regular sites I visit, and feeling sort of brave since our IM discussion, [I’m sure the beer helped as well] I took a deep breath and logged onto a porn site using a password another friend of mine shared with me and started browsing videos. After a while, he stopped watching TV and turned his attention to me.
"Hey, what the hell is that?” he laughed, after realizing what I was doing.
"Oh, just a porn site I like to visit, they usually have good looking people on it, without the horrible quality content and old porn star crap."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I'm sure they were great in their time, but some of them has continued working well past the point that they should have retired and I like people to be around my age," he said.
I said, "Dude, I've been saying for a long time that someone should make videos using the vintage style of fucking as a template [I don't care what you say, the porn stars of yesterday knew how to fuck, unlike the people that consider themselves porn stars today] and successfully merge it with some updated sexual positions, camera angles and today's technology, they'd be very popular and make a boat load of money too."
"I think I know what you mean, that probably would be great," he said while nodding in the affirmative.
He continued, "Amateurs are the best though. Like when real people put up videos of them fucking with the partners or exes."
"Here, why don't you take over." I said while sliding out of the chair I was sitting in and onto the corner of the bed next to him.
He went through categories of sorority girls, teens, young couples, and first times (his favorite). We talked about what turned us on when we found a good video to watch, and I could tell things were heating up. I kept stealing glances at his boxers, and when he started rubbing himself through them, I knew I could get away with slowly jerking myself off through my shorts. Then Chad threw a curve ball that made my throat dry.
"Sometimes I browse the guy’s section, just to see how big they are."
"Oh go ahead, if you want, It’s cool!” I whispered.
All I heard was my heart pounding in my ears. We surfed the guy section, watching hot college guys and twinks jerk their meat. I saw his cock poke out of the leg of his boxers. He was huge! And that is not just a line for a good story, he is literally packing. He had always joked about having this "family curse" but I never believed him. He was not fully hard yet, and I bet it was more than 8 inches long. I watched him quietly swipe the pre-cum off the tip from the corner of my eye.
We sifted through twinks and jocks, buff guys with monster packages, and smooth swimmer types with round pecks from countless laps. Nothing too hardcore, just enough to get us warmed up. After a while, he had enough of watching. He got up and headed to his bed and got under his blanket.
"Um, I'm about to rub one out and finish myself off.”
"OK" I said, as I took his place.
Knowing this might be my only chance, with fear in my head, and my heart still fucking pounding in my ears, I asked,
"Do you need some help with that?" [Ok, not exactly original, but effective]
In the dark glow of the monitor, with a brief silence in between, he said, "Sure."
I walked over to his bed and slowly knelt beside it. As I reached under the covers my own cock jerked from the anticipation. While my body was shaking from unknown drafts, I continued to reach under the cover and after my fingers brushed past his hips and his “V” shaped muscles, I finally reached and closed my hand around his junk. The smooth skin of his thick cock was warm, and I could feel it stretch even more as I touched it. He sighed and lay back on the bed, propping his head so he could watch my hand move with the strokes. His dick was so big, my middle finger didn't even touch my thumb! I could feel every bump and a thick vein ran up one side. His rounded cock head fattened out as I stroked up to it, its skin smoothing and bulging in my hand. I started slow, twisting my hand a little with each pump.
After a while, he started making some noises, and I moved the blanket so I could get a good look at his powerful tool.
"Jesus, you're fuckin' huge, man." I huffed when I finally got a look at it. He laughed a little in embarrassment.
"It's not that big. Maybe 10 inches on a good day." He cooed.
"Well shit, if I had 10 inches, I'd never leave the house."
"I had to leave sometime, I ran out of cum." He joked, and we both laughed.
With the ice broken, I turned my attention back to his beautiful, under-valued member. The fat head was a lot wider than his shaft, and his tool was curved a little towards his balls, probably from years of getting huge fucking hard-ons in the middle of class. With deliberate speed, I quickened my pace, and saw he was getting close to shooting his load.
"If you keep going, I'm going to cum." He whispered, his eyes closed in ecstasy.
"Ok, I'll slow down."
I played with his balls for a minute and let him calm down. There was no way he was going to cum this quick! After a bit, I went back to his member, and I squeezed my hand around it like it was my own. Concentrating on the base of his dick, I kept his balls in on the action by rubbing them between my hand and his dick, stretching his sac up his shaft as far as it would go and kneading his balls just enough to caress a couple shivers out of his whole body. He had obviously shaved recently, his smooth dick and balls felt like warm satin in my hands. Slowly, watching his face for his reaction, I leaned in and licked the pre-cum off his thick head.
He moaned, and lifted his head up to watch me work. At the end of a deep breath he whispered, "Shit, it's been a long time since I had a blow job".
This got me even more excited and after a little light swirling around the head, I tried to take as much of his cock in my mouth as I could. Which wasn't very much. I coated his thick smooth rod with spit, and kept my hand moving as I bobbed up and down on his cock. I flicked my tongue all over his fat pink cock head inside my mouth. He moaned and squirmed, grabbed some of my hair and watched me work. Pushing on my head, I deep throated almost to his balls, his cock filling the back of my throat. Though hard to describe, it felt so good to be sucking his dick. I just wanted to lick it for hours. I stared at his flat stomach, his deep V-muscle making me hard at the sight.
"Oh fuck that feels good." He moaned into his pillow. "Come up here."
I slid my body slowly onto the bed, and he pushed my hips around next to him and pulled my boxers down to release my hard, shaved cock. It had been waiting for this and drops of pre-cum were already at the tip. Taking me in his mouth, we 69'ed for what seemed like hours. He was a cock-sucking master, doing things with his tongue and lips that I have never felt a woman do. To be truthful, I don't even know exactly how he does it, but it drove me wild. It feels like his wet tongue and lips are everywhere at the same time, swirling and sucking, licking and stroking all over my cock. It was what I had wanted every blowjob from women to be like. Head, shaft, balls, nothing got overlooked.
I loved the musky scent of him, and he tasted a little soapy and salty. My jaw ached and my tongue was tired, but I kept on, just for the pure pleasure of it. Every time I'd push his fat tool down my throat, there was still a third of it left, I couldn't get it all in before it hit the back of my throat. I turned my head to his hole, lightly licking and flicking my tongue all up and down his quivering asterisk. Each time, pushing a little deeper. I could feel it flex and relax when I hit a good spot. I turned back to his shaft, twisting my hand and sucking hard on his head as I flicked the tip with my tongue.
"Oh god, I'm going to cum soon." He whispered.
I told him to go ahead, as I felt my own orgasm rising from my balls. His cum filled my mouth and just the sensation of it pushed me over the edge. Blessed with a powerful orgasm, I shot 4-5 loads into his mouth so hard he couldn't keep up, and cum slid out from his lips, still stroking and licking my cock. Having never taken someone else's jizz before, I was torn between the two sensations. We collapsed in a heap, but we never let go of each other. After a minute, Chad spoke.
To Be Continued.....
After that night we never spoke another word about that conversation again. Six months later, I was coming to town for a football game, and was going to stay in his dorm room, which worked out well because you get a room to yourself when you are RA. After a few beers we returned to his place we changed into our sleeping clothes, boxers and t-shirts. If you've ever spent time in a dorm, you know that all the guys in the dorm sleep that way. We decided to watch a movie and it had some hot sex scenes in it. After, we sat in the dark and talked about other sex scenes from movies we liked. I could tell something else was on his mind. But I spoke first.
"Dude, I'm kind of bored, can I use your laptop?"
"Yeah go 'head," he said.
After checking Facebook and a couple other regular sites I visit, and feeling sort of brave since our IM discussion, [I’m sure the beer helped as well] I took a deep breath and logged onto a porn site using a password another friend of mine shared with me and started browsing videos. After a while, he stopped watching TV and turned his attention to me.
"Hey, what the hell is that?” he laughed, after realizing what I was doing.
"Oh, just a porn site I like to visit, they usually have good looking people on it, without the horrible quality content and old porn star crap."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I'm sure they were great in their time, but some of them has continued working well past the point that they should have retired and I like people to be around my age," he said.
I said, "Dude, I've been saying for a long time that someone should make videos using the vintage style of fucking as a template [I don't care what you say, the porn stars of yesterday knew how to fuck, unlike the people that consider themselves porn stars today] and successfully merge it with some updated sexual positions, camera angles and today's technology, they'd be very popular and make a boat load of money too."
"I think I know what you mean, that probably would be great," he said while nodding in the affirmative.
He continued, "Amateurs are the best though. Like when real people put up videos of them fucking with the partners or exes."
"Here, why don't you take over." I said while sliding out of the chair I was sitting in and onto the corner of the bed next to him.
He went through categories of sorority girls, teens, young couples, and first times (his favorite). We talked about what turned us on when we found a good video to watch, and I could tell things were heating up. I kept stealing glances at his boxers, and when he started rubbing himself through them, I knew I could get away with slowly jerking myself off through my shorts. Then Chad threw a curve ball that made my throat dry.
"Sometimes I browse the guy’s section, just to see how big they are."
"Oh go ahead, if you want, It’s cool!” I whispered.
All I heard was my heart pounding in my ears. We surfed the guy section, watching hot college guys and twinks jerk their meat. I saw his cock poke out of the leg of his boxers. He was huge! And that is not just a line for a good story, he is literally packing. He had always joked about having this "family curse" but I never believed him. He was not fully hard yet, and I bet it was more than 8 inches long. I watched him quietly swipe the pre-cum off the tip from the corner of my eye.
We sifted through twinks and jocks, buff guys with monster packages, and smooth swimmer types with round pecks from countless laps. Nothing too hardcore, just enough to get us warmed up. After a while, he had enough of watching. He got up and headed to his bed and got under his blanket.
"Um, I'm about to rub one out and finish myself off.”
"OK" I said, as I took his place.
Knowing this might be my only chance, with fear in my head, and my heart still fucking pounding in my ears, I asked,
"Do you need some help with that?" [Ok, not exactly original, but effective]
In the dark glow of the monitor, with a brief silence in between, he said, "Sure."
I walked over to his bed and slowly knelt beside it. As I reached under the covers my own cock jerked from the anticipation. While my body was shaking from unknown drafts, I continued to reach under the cover and after my fingers brushed past his hips and his “V” shaped muscles, I finally reached and closed my hand around his junk. The smooth skin of his thick cock was warm, and I could feel it stretch even more as I touched it. He sighed and lay back on the bed, propping his head so he could watch my hand move with the strokes. His dick was so big, my middle finger didn't even touch my thumb! I could feel every bump and a thick vein ran up one side. His rounded cock head fattened out as I stroked up to it, its skin smoothing and bulging in my hand. I started slow, twisting my hand a little with each pump.
After a while, he started making some noises, and I moved the blanket so I could get a good look at his powerful tool.
"Jesus, you're fuckin' huge, man." I huffed when I finally got a look at it. He laughed a little in embarrassment.
"It's not that big. Maybe 10 inches on a good day." He cooed.
"Well shit, if I had 10 inches, I'd never leave the house."
"I had to leave sometime, I ran out of cum." He joked, and we both laughed.
With the ice broken, I turned my attention back to his beautiful, under-valued member. The fat head was a lot wider than his shaft, and his tool was curved a little towards his balls, probably from years of getting huge fucking hard-ons in the middle of class. With deliberate speed, I quickened my pace, and saw he was getting close to shooting his load.
"If you keep going, I'm going to cum." He whispered, his eyes closed in ecstasy.
"Ok, I'll slow down."
I played with his balls for a minute and let him calm down. There was no way he was going to cum this quick! After a bit, I went back to his member, and I squeezed my hand around it like it was my own. Concentrating on the base of his dick, I kept his balls in on the action by rubbing them between my hand and his dick, stretching his sac up his shaft as far as it would go and kneading his balls just enough to caress a couple shivers out of his whole body. He had obviously shaved recently, his smooth dick and balls felt like warm satin in my hands. Slowly, watching his face for his reaction, I leaned in and licked the pre-cum off his thick head.
He moaned, and lifted his head up to watch me work. At the end of a deep breath he whispered, "Shit, it's been a long time since I had a blow job".
This got me even more excited and after a little light swirling around the head, I tried to take as much of his cock in my mouth as I could. Which wasn't very much. I coated his thick smooth rod with spit, and kept my hand moving as I bobbed up and down on his cock. I flicked my tongue all over his fat pink cock head inside my mouth. He moaned and squirmed, grabbed some of my hair and watched me work. Pushing on my head, I deep throated almost to his balls, his cock filling the back of my throat. Though hard to describe, it felt so good to be sucking his dick. I just wanted to lick it for hours. I stared at his flat stomach, his deep V-muscle making me hard at the sight.
"Oh fuck that feels good." He moaned into his pillow. "Come up here."
I slid my body slowly onto the bed, and he pushed my hips around next to him and pulled my boxers down to release my hard, shaved cock. It had been waiting for this and drops of pre-cum were already at the tip. Taking me in his mouth, we 69'ed for what seemed like hours. He was a cock-sucking master, doing things with his tongue and lips that I have never felt a woman do. To be truthful, I don't even know exactly how he does it, but it drove me wild. It feels like his wet tongue and lips are everywhere at the same time, swirling and sucking, licking and stroking all over my cock. It was what I had wanted every blowjob from women to be like. Head, shaft, balls, nothing got overlooked.
I loved the musky scent of him, and he tasted a little soapy and salty. My jaw ached and my tongue was tired, but I kept on, just for the pure pleasure of it. Every time I'd push his fat tool down my throat, there was still a third of it left, I couldn't get it all in before it hit the back of my throat. I turned my head to his hole, lightly licking and flicking my tongue all up and down his quivering asterisk. Each time, pushing a little deeper. I could feel it flex and relax when I hit a good spot. I turned back to his shaft, twisting my hand and sucking hard on his head as I flicked the tip with my tongue.
"Oh god, I'm going to cum soon." He whispered.
I told him to go ahead, as I felt my own orgasm rising from my balls. His cum filled my mouth and just the sensation of it pushed me over the edge. Blessed with a powerful orgasm, I shot 4-5 loads into his mouth so hard he couldn't keep up, and cum slid out from his lips, still stroking and licking my cock. Having never taken someone else's jizz before, I was torn between the two sensations. We collapsed in a heap, but we never let go of each other. After a minute, Chad spoke.
To Be Continued.....
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