This is a fantasy, inspired by a post I read.
I was looking through the profiles on Fabguys and came across a new member's info.
"Bicurious professional guy seeks understanding experienced guy for first time fun."
"Sounds good to me." I thought so I sent him a wink and a message.
Anyway to shorten the story and get to the good stuff quicker, we arraigned to meet at his.
He sent his post code and house number. As I pulled into his street I thought "Blimey, Nick lives here." Then it clicked, the house number was his.
Do I stand him up or go and meet him?
"What the hell? I might as well." I'd secretly quite fancied him for ages though thought nothing more of it. I knocked on the door.
Nick answered the door wearing a pair of joggers and a t-shirt.
"Oh, hi Rick, how're you? What're you after?" He looked uncomfortable as he was expecting another person to turn up and didn't want me being a gooseberry. I couldn't resist winding him a little. "Oh, I was just passing and thought I'd call in and say hi." pause "Aren't you going to invite me in?"
"Er, yeah, er okay but, okay, come in.
"So, what are your plans this fine evening?" I asked as he put the kettle on.
He hesitated, shuffled about as he filled the vessel "Oh, nothing really, just an early night, I was just about to go to bed when you knocked."
"Not going to get a blowjob then?"
"What?! No! What makes you think that?"
"Well, it's what you said you wanted to try. 'I'd love to have my cock sucked and maybe try sucking one too.' is what you said in our online chat." The look on his face was a picture. A little confused and a little worried. He turned to face me, "I, I, I, er..."
"Well, would you like your cock sucking?"
"Yes."
Nick and I had been friends a while, the same age. He stood around five feet eleven, slim, medium build, with short, fair hair, blue/grey eyes, nice teeth and a warm smile.
I got on my knees in front of him, reached up to the bow in the front of his joggers and undid it.
"I'm really nervous!" He said.
"Relax and enjoy it. If you want to stop just say and I'll stop." I pulled his joggers down to his ankles where he stepped out of them. He was wearing black cotton briefs. He was very nervous, I ran a finger up the inside of his thigh to just below his crotch. His feet instinctively parted a little. He looked down as I hooked my thumbs under the waistband and lowered his briefs.
His penis was still soft, nerves, it was uncut, freshly shaved as were his balls hanging low behind.
"Are you sure you want this?" I asked, he nodded, "Say it!"
"Suck my cock, please!"
I leant forward and without using my hand, took his penis in my mouth
I sucked on it gently and was rewarded with it stirring into life.
I'll continue later.
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