I'm very fortunate to have found a buddy who has me to explore my same sex curiosities with. He's an amazing guy in my eyes.
First let me give you a brief background on how we met. At age 50 I got the balls, took the plunge and finally transitioned from a world of wondering, watching and wishing into one where I actually acted on the long pent-up desires. I had posted a Craigslist ad seeing if there was anyone who wanted to engage in an "I'll show you mine if you show me yours type of encounter," to which I had a handful of responses. But only one guy stood out from the rest...a 36 year old light skinned mixed race dude from a near by town. He was married stood slightly over 6 foot tall had broad shoulders and was very muscular. He can be described as ruggedly good looking with both a huge welcoming smile and prominent black beard.
Back to the story. Early this year, fate put us together one afternoon. I had recently been laid off from my job and spent a lot of time, at home alone, between job hunting. My buddy had recently suffered a workplace injury involving his right arm, being in sling, and was off work on worker's comp awaiting surgery.
One early spring day, shortly after his injury, and both of us being bored, we were texting back and forth and the topic eventually took a slightly unexpected turn. After I ask how he was doing, my injured buddy made reference to the worst thing about this injury was that since it was his right arm, he "couldn't even jack off." I didn't miss a beat, and responded back with a, "I'll be happy to help you out with that sir."
"Oh really?" Was his reply seconds later. I shared with him I'd always had a fantasy about helping a friend out who was in his exact situation and invited him over for a beer on the back porch. He accepted my offer and 45 minutes later he pulled up in my driveway. We made small talk over a couple beers for 20-30 minutes before I uttered.... "So...about that problem you are having..." He just looked over at me and smiled. I stood up and he followed my lead. I invited him into the house and told him to make himself comfortable in the recliner, which he did.
Once he was seated I knelt down beside him. He immediately attempted to undo his belt. I pushed his left hand away and told him, "relax, I'll handle this." I repositioned myself to the front of the recliner, knelt down and got both his belt buckle and snap undone. I slowly started the process of pulling his zipper down and in a matter of seconds had pulled both sides of his jeans wide open. As I did, out pops his magnificent fully erect cock, surrounded by a perfect amount of black public hair and two dark skinned balls. Glancing upward to his eyes I asked, "Going commando today are we?" He replied, "Yeah I didn't see any need, they would have just gotten in the way." Smiling at him momentary, I returned my gaze to the fully erect, 7.5", object standing there right before my eyes.
Taking ahold of each side of his jeans I pulled them down to his ankles before taking ahold of his erection and slowly lowered my mouth over the head of his cock. I alternated between licking his shaft and sucking on each of his balls, before continuing with providing the very best blow job I could. I was in total bliss and as I momentarily glanced back up at my injured friend's face I determined, based on the smile on his face and his closed eyes, that he was apparently in an equal state of sexual bliss.
In the four years I'd know him, I had experienced the pleasures of jerking him off and sucking his cock on a few occasions but unbeknownst to my friend this time was going to be different. I had a secret. I was determined that this time around I was going to experience what it was like to have him ejaculate into the warm cavity of my mouth for the first time.
I continued in earnest toward this goal, sucking feverishly on his pulsating fully erect cock. I paid particular attention to the head, licking and sucking on it passionately. I'd occasionally reach down and stroke my own erection through my pants and also reached up under his t-shirt and caressed both of his nipples.
After a few more minutes his breathing quickened, his pelvis shifted from side to side before he started moaning and attempting to verbally warn me, in his deep voice, "I'm about to cum."
I was not deterred, I continued on fervently and seconds later heard a very audible series of moans from him followed seconds later by volley after volley of his thick, warm cum filled my mouth. When his cock finally stopped ejaculating I slowly pulled my mouth away, and glanced down at his still pulsating erect penis. I rolled my tongue around in my mouth for a few moments, experiencing the taste and texture of his semen, before swallowing my first ever load of another dude's cum.
Since there wasn't much of a mess to clean up he returned his pants to their full upright position and we walked back out to the porch. In celebration of my conquest I took a swig of warm beer out of the bottle sitting on the patio before striking up a conversation with him. He reached out and groped me briefly before telling me he sure hadn't expecting me to do what I had done and that it felt real good. I just smiled back at him and took a moment to reflect on the significance I'd just swallowed my buddy's seed.
Questions or comments welcome.
This is a continuation of my first story: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/encounters/fate-brings-me-a-friend