Brad and I met junior year of high school. We quickly became friends and we went on double dates with our girlfriends. We were pretty inseparable. We were both straight as far as we both knew. Our girlfriends would never put out, just the average second base foreplay, at most a handjob on the rare occasion. Needless to say as two eighteen year olds, we constantly had blue balls.
Over the course of our two years hanging out together we may have on occasion watched porn together in our rooms and maybe from time to time we would jerk off while watching some big titty girl get railed by some hot porn star. All in all we were straight, or so we thought.
One particular Saturday night we took our girlfriends out to dinner and a movie. They were not giving us anything in return unfortunately. After dropping them off at their houses we were so fucking horny. Brad and I decided to jerk off before heading to drop me off at home.
After some weed and watching porn on my phone we were so fucking horned up that Brad made a suggestion for up to "help each other out". I was a bit too high to deny the offer. Brad parked in a dark secluded spot.
The first time I sucked cock it was physically uncomfortable. I hunched over to my left, twisted almost ninety degrees in the front seat of his car. I was a first timer for sure, but after getting the hang of it, I actually enjoyed it. I felt like I was in control, I was driving for the first time, if you know what I mean. Brad certainly enjoyed it too, telling me how good it felt, softly stroking my face and hair as he blew his load down my throat.
The taste of his cum wasn't as bad as I had feared it would be. Brad's cum wasn't awful at all, and he talked about how great my mouth felt around his erection right up until the moment I stopped sucking him.
I barely sat up in the seat ready to get mine, just as headlights illuminated the inside of his car. We quickly pulled ourselves together as the other vehicle approached. Our dark lover's location was no longer just ours. Brad quickly started the car as he said "I'll take care of you next time". We drove off as the other car came to a stop, obviously taking our spot on lover's lane.
I could still taste his cum on my tongue fifteen minutes later as he dropped me off at my house. Even later as I lay in my own bed trying to sleep, I was disappointed with just how little cum there was to swallow, nowhere near a mouth full. I recalled the pleasant sensation of how smooth his rock-hard erection was, and the way my lips perfectly wrapped around his mushroom cock-head, and how his shaft moved slowly in and out of my mouth. I used my tongue and lips as pillows to protect his dick from my teeth. I went to sleep happy, not even slightly conflicted of what happened.
To be continued…