Becoming a Cocksucker To My Best Friend

Let me first say that neither one of us were or are gay in the homo-romantic sense and it does not bother me one iota if you are. Indeed, if I will defend your right to love whoever you want to.

Now, I hope you enjoy this true story.

So I had an older male supervisor at a fast-food restaurant job, that tried to flirt with me, even though he knew I had girlfriends. Yet, one week allowed him to seduce me in the office after closing and all the other employees left. He gave me a mind-exploding blowjob that I may write about next.

His complete enthusiasm while blowing me, eventually led me to think about being the provider instead of the receiver. So a few months later, I cautiously approached my best friend as both of us were partially intoxicated after leaving Happy Hour and had went back to my place.

I explained what had occurred and now how I feeling to him. He never spoke was I finished. So iwas surprised to immediately learn of his willingness to do this for me but he said that he'd never cum when he got head. I asked "Why?" and his response was "I don't really know."

So, that first time, I asked him to stand and sunk to ny kneesin front of him, undid his belt, then his pants and then zipper where his cock was starting to rise at my warm breath, slowly tugging the jeans down while licking and kissing his now fully erect, cut 6.5", slightly upward curved shaft. The musky taste was way more sexy than I had thought, so I pulled down his foreskin back with my hand and ran my tongue all around his cock head and underneath the entire circumference where his sweat created a ring of even muskier taste. I wanted him completely in my mouth so bad. I pulled back and gently forced his cock through my now wet lips past the head and onto his shaft, all the while circling my tongue around his head. I wanted him comfortable, so I sat him down on my sofa and peeled off his jeans and boxers, then gently started running my tongue up and down his shaft, I whispered to him that his precum was sweet tasting and I couldn't wait for him to give me a mouthful of his creamy load. Then I swallowed him whole going down so far as I started to gag a bit but kept going. As reached the top of his cock, I swirled my tongue around the head and hummed "Mmm".

Soon his breathing increased and he said he was about to cum, I replied "Please cum in mouth, please, I'll swallow it all." Just a few seconds later he started coming and saying "Oh, shit!", "Wow" and "Holy fuck"

I wasn't at all disappointed when it happened because he gave me repeated pulses of his wonderfully warm creamy textured goo with a slightly salty taste that coated my mouth and then my esophagus, as I swirled each pulse around my mouth to the back of my throat where I absolutely did swallow every last drop with a tingly sensation after effect and ending it with a slow full tongue cleaning of his now slowly deflating but still really sensitive member.

After regaining his composure, he said that was the most intense orgasm he had ever had. I told him "Thank you, glad you enjoyed it."

It wasn't long, maybe a couple of weeks, before he asked if we could do that again. I said "Absolutely!". As we were in my pickup truck and the sun was setting, I drove us outside of town a few miles to a turn off on a deserted country road, where I gave him head while he was sitting and then laying back on the tailgate. He again had no problem unloading in my mouth after I begged him again to do it.

As time went by, he said he still couldn't cum when women would blow him. Somehow, I think that him knowing that his cum was my reward, gave him all the acceptance he needed to blow in my mouth every time.

Eventually, I was able to have him really empty his balls down my throat with a back to back to back, triple orgasm drain that even shocked him.