Enjoying Rob
An accidental meeting turns into a very special friendship between two bi adult males. (There are no females in this story)
I was married at the time, and our wives had brought the four of us together through a school connection; we were all in our thirties. Both of them were ardent feminists, and we were modern males, both of us with families. Rob and I were casual friends, who would never see each other outside of the foursome. We had different interests and hobbies, but were interested enough to talk about them with each other. For two years we would meet, mostly for home dinners and parties or card evenings and always had fun.
Rob did very well working for a software business, and while they enjoyed their money they didn't flaunt it. He travelled mostly across the country for at least two weeks every month. I asked him one night how he spent his nights away from home, and he said he read a lot of books, played pool, poker and if he was in a city that hosted pro-hockey, he'd see the games. I think I always wondered if he had close out-of-town friends, or fooled around a little on the side but he never shared any information about himself unless he was specifically asked. He was quite a striking looking man; raven-black hair; about six feet and thin but sturdy frame and had just celebrated his 38th (mine would be celebrated in a few months) He had very defined facial features, dark facial stubble and one killer smile.
Socially, he was an excellent host, always able to talk a little about any subject with anyone before moving onto the next person, but he never hung on long enough for a deep conversation.
So, a little about me; I knew I had a bisexual side to me. In my senior high school year, I had fooled around wrestling with my best buddy. The wrestling turned to grinding our dicks together through our jeans, and then over the course of a few months ended up jerking and then sucking each other regularly over the course of the school year. I've never been really serious with another man, but realized how much I like sucking on a dick. I've sucked 4 cocks, and they've all belonged to good friends just as a "secret" and special part of the friendship. One was actually the best man at my wedding and happened a few years after my wedding. It was an impromptu one-night event when his wife and kids were gone for the weekend that went on maybe once every couple of months for a year, before I got transferred. Early in my college years, I was lucky with a roomie I had while working on a summer job. We hung out naked a lot while at home, and on Fridays we always jerked each other for a couple of hours while we watch a movie; sometimes sucking was involved, but not often. I am a blonde guy with a medium strong build, considered good-looking and unlike Rob, like to get into good deep conversations -- I'm not much for small talk.
Well, in our third year as friends during the winter, it ended up that both of us were going to be travelling to Vancouver the following week. I gave him the name of my hotel, and suggested we look each other up and have dinner some night, but he quickly declined as he said work kept him busy out of town.
On the Thursday night of the following week I had this desire to suck a dick for awhile. But not into awareness of how I could make that happen, I decided to go out for a walk undecided as to what I wanted to do with a free night visiting this city. I picked up the local entertainment paper and brought it back to the hotel, and ended up glancing through the adult classifieds at the back of the paper. There was an ad to join this all-male chat line with an hour of free chat, so -- a little hesitant at first, I picked up the phone and promptly hung up about three times, and then decided to give it a whirl.
I got my password, and made up a fake name and recorded a message that I wanted to talk about sucking cock. On line for about 15 minutes, no one responded, so I decided to change it to `wanting to meet someone to suck'. Interestingly, I started getting some responses. As this was my first time, I got really nervous, not knowing these people, and I'd never done that before...so...I hung up. But, I was really horny, and I knew I wanted to suck a dick rather than watching some guy get sucked on a porn site.
I waited for about 10 minutes, and decided to try again. My message said I was looking for a guy with some hair on his body; wanted him to come over to my hotel to give him a nice long blow job. The first guy that responded had a great, friendly voice and was looking for a BJ only. I decided to give it a whirl, after all, I could look through the peep hole before I opened the door and choose not to answer the door. So, I gave a fake name (Mike), my hotel and room number and waited.
That 40 minutes was one of the longest of my life. I was suddenly petrified and equally excited -- and hadn't taken a phone number, nor given him one. Maybe he wouldn't show up. Maybe I shouldn't answer the door and then, the knock.
I went to the peep hole, and was shocked to see my friend Rob standing there in his cool leather jacket, not thinking for a minute it was the guy from the chat-line. I had told him the hotel I was staying at; maybe he just decided to pop up and see me. What rotten timing. Fuck. I'd have to lie and tell him that I was just heading out.
I slowly opened the door, doing the same fun schtick I did at home; stand behind the door as if it's opening by itself. (I know, not that funny, but sometimes it freaks people out) As he walked in, he uttered one word, "Mike?"
O M G! That didn't sound like him on the phone. Now what? I let the door shut by itself, and stood there with a big grin on my face. He stood there staring at me with no grin, face turning whiter by the second. We were frozen in our tracks.
"Awkward" I said.
"Ummm, yeah" he said. And then we were silent, looking mostly at the floor.
"Awe hell, just come in for a drink while you're here". Finally, I thought, we had one thing in common.
Hesitantly, he walked in, but kept his coat on; I could tell this would be a short visit. We said nothing, I gave him a beer, and he took a few sips while leaning against the table.
"So have you been doing this for awhile"? he asked in a deadpan voice.
"Do you mean um, sucking or meeting guys online"?
"Either....fuck...this is awkward" he gulped.
"Well, first time on a chat line, and I've sucked a few friends in my life. I just had a yearning to suck tonight, so wanted to give that chat-line a try" I said matter-of-factly.
Then, there was absolute silence while we sipped our beer.
"Do you ... um....get guys to suck you often"? I asked quietly to see if he wanted to talk.
"Well, just a couple of times....and....I think I better go" he said starting to walk down the hall.
"Wait a minute man. You came all the way over here expecting a BJ, so um, I dunno, I think I'm okay with it if you want to". Uggh, I sounded like an idiot.
His back was towards me, and he stopped half way down the hallway, sighed for a minute, and turned slowly around. He started walking towards me while taking in a very deep breath.
And then slowly, this sort of fakish grin appeared on his face, and he tried to talk like he was in a porn flick. "So Mike, you want to suck on my big fat hairy cock"?
I clenched my lips trying not to laugh as he walked right up to me. I then knew he was also holding back a laugh, but it was still really awkward. Keeping from giggling, he told me if I wanted it I knew where to get it.
I stood there for a minute and we stared at each other. It was truly the closest we've ever been --physically- outside of a handshake. Almost jokingly, I started the motions to kneel down in front of him and he didn't stop me.
He put his hands on his hips and after a minute I put my hand on his belt and started to unbuckle it. He still didn't stop and I have to admit, I was getting a little tuned on. We stared at each other, as I slowly continued to unbuckle and unzip. He was not wearing any underwear as a little bit of his black bush was sticking out of his partially opened zipper. In a quick motion, he clenched my wrist and took another deep breath.
"Hey man, this is a little awkward. If you really want to, I'll give you a 1 minute preview, and then....maybe.....maybe ...another time. Is that okay for you"?
"Well, I'm already down here, may as well start the timer". I didn't even know if I wanted to go through with it, but had to admit, I always wondered what his cock looked like. So, I unzipped his pants and with excitement started to pull them down. Almost at the same time that he took a step forward to press himself into my face he got scared and quickly zipped up and rebuttoned his jeans.
"Oh man, I can't do this. Maybe some other time, but this just feels weird -- I mean we're friends mostly because of our wives and now we share ...this, but I don't want to take it further right now. Sorry man". He gave me a light punch on the shoulder and started to head out when he stopped again and came back to give me a hug -- something he'd never done before. While we were in our manly embrace he said, "If this ever comes up, let's just say we grabbed a quick drink together".
I laughed a little and agreed with him. When the door closed, I locked it and leaned against it wondering about what could have happened, or if I even wanted it to. I'd really never thought about doing anything intimate with him, but with my face in front of his crotch, I have to admit I was intrigued.
Feeling both relieved and disappointed, I strolled over to the couch, turned on the TV, and started to flick through the channels watching crap some crap show for about half an hour when the phone rang. It was Rob apologizing for walking out on me. He said if I was up for it, I could come over there for a drink and we could hang out.
"Why not" I thought. Maybe I'd get to know him a little better. So I grabbed my coat, slipped on my shoes and off I went to his hotel, not realizing what was in store for me.
I went up to the 16th floor of the hotel, and knocked on his door. This time, he played the joke, and opened the door slowly from behind. I chuckled, and strolled in front while he shut the door. Hello "Mike" he said sarcastically, "come on in. Glad you decided to come over". I laughed and strolled in.
I threw my coat on the chair and sat at the end of the couch, wondering where this evening was going to take me. Rob walked over to me and standing directly in front of me asked what I'd like to drink. I didn't know how far this little game was going to go, so I thought I'd take a chance. "Um, I'm looking for a few shots of something creamy. Have you got anything like that here?" I looked at him with an obvious deadpan face wondering how he'd respond.
Slowly, this huge grin came over his face acknowledging that something was going to happen. "You know, I think I'm going to have to check in the kitchen. He walked out of the room and in a couple of minutes, came back in naked from the waist down. I had to keep playing the game, but sort of let out this one loud syllable laugh. His arms were crossed, he had this sexy grin on his face, and I couldn't help staring at his penis. He had an average size cut cock, but good size balls, and a dark bush. His legs were hairy too; I knew that from seeing him in shorts, but it was nice to see all of him from the waist down. "Nice" I said. He just shook his head as if he didn't know what I was referring to.
"So, there doesn't seem to be any creamy liquor in the fridge or cabinet, but I have a feeling you might know where to find some, but um, you might have to work for it". He took a couple of steps forward so he was standing in between my spread legs. "Do you want to get it"?
I sat forward in the chair, and looked up at him. "You sure"?
"I don't want to let my buddy down" he said smiling. "You and I both wanted this tonight, so let's just do it".
I leaned forward on the couch and placed my hands on the side of his thighs and leaned into his body breathing in the manly scent of his crotch. It didn't take long before I realized how much I wanted to be there. At the beginning, I just took a few minutes to rub my nose and mouth over and through his pubes, lightly tasting and kissing his dick, and balls, and inner thighs. He placed his hands at the back of my head and pushed his crotch hard into my face with his semi-hard cut dick against my face and nose. I let his cock slip into my mouth.
"There you go" he said gently.
"And there you go" I replied while resting his penis on my lips. For a minute, I just sat back staring at his beautiful penis and enjoying his smile as he looked at me. He leaned forward and gently brought my head to his crotch.
With that, he started a slow face fuck with his slowly growing cock. "Oh my god, I can't believe you and I are really doing this!"
And so it began. Rob's cock was mine for the next 20 minutes or so. He rested his hands on my shoulders and continued to feed it to me. I kissed it, sucked it, and licked it from base to tip and back again. When he was fully hard, he actually had a pretty thick cock that was a typical length. I wasn't in any rush to get him off, and was enjoying the smell and flavour of his crotch. He asked how soon I wanted that cream drink and I told him I could wait if he could. He lifted my face, holding it with both hands with his penis still in my mouth. He said he was sure there'd be enough for a couple of drinks if I wasn't in a rush to get home; said he wouldn't mind letting one go. The whole time he was talking to me, I was massaging his cock with my lips.
"Okay let's go" I said. I grabbed the base of his cock and started stroking hard while flicking the tip of my tongue over his pre-cum oozing cock. After a few minutes of hard stroking and sucking he started that guttural "I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum" and then he gushed pushing his cock further into my mouth. He stopped fucking, but I didn't stop sucking. While I could taste the texture of his semen, there was only a slight bitter taste. Just knowing it was shooting then oozing out of him and into my mouth, I was happy. I continued to suck for at least another five minutes, until he was completely soft. Oh man it was nice.
"Okay okay" he said as he turned away from me and plopped down on the couch beside me. "Holy fuck Al, that was great. What is it -- over two years since I've known you? Here we are; who knew"?
He actually leaned over and put his head on my shoulder. "You okay"? he asked. "Taste as good as you expected"?
"Oh yeah, everything was good. I don't know about you, but I was a little nervous with you. I think it might um, take a couple more times to get used to it -- with you I mean."
He chuckled and then started to get up asking if I wanted a real drink this time to which I happily accepted. He went to the kitchen, and came back with a couple of beers, still naked from the waist down, his penis jiggling away -- which of course, I had no problem with. I rinsed down whatever semen was left in my mouth which in itself was kind of neat.
"Get it all down?" he asked punching me in the shoulder again. He sprawled out at the other end of the small comfy couch with one leg tucked into his crotch, and the other extended, actually touching my thigh. So now I had a little time to take in the strength of his legs, and his crotch. It was really great to sit next to him like this. I rested my right hand on his foot gently massaging it.
Finally, we spent some time talking about what just happened, and if he'd been doing this for awhile -- with all his travels. He said that actually, he had only done it a few times when he was really horny; had never had an affair with a woman, and chose to take the "passive" role of getting his cock sucked rather than sucking himself. He really did play poker or pool a lot and read. His wife rarely sucked him, something he really loved, but otherwise, their sex life was okay. They were apart more than together because of the travelling they both did with their jobs. I told him I'd only given BJs to good friends, and not that often, but really liked it `cause it's the closest one guy could share with another. (In my humble opinion)
And then came the time of truth. What now? He turned on the TV and we were quiet for a bit. He scooched down on the couch a little, and his feet were now crossed and resting on my lap. I have to say I liked the closeness and I liked the hair on his legs and told him so. He told me he was never into showing physical affection with guys in public and not to take it personally, but this was different. So, we knew where we were.
"So, how long has it been since you've sucked a guy", he asked.
"Oh man, probably a year and a half....long time...maybe even two years. How about you -- when was the last time you got sucked by a guy?
" A year ago for sure, and it was actually so quick it was hardly worth it. The guy jerked me more than sucked and then took off. Yeah, there's nothing like a good long suck". We clinked our beer bottles together in agreement.
We watched TV again, and by now it was close to midnight. There was no indication that either of us wanted to move as we were enjoying our closeness. But, I realized I wanted to take him up on his "two-drink" offer.
"Okay Rob, I'm just going to throw this out there. I haven't sucked a cock in a long time, and who knows when the next time will be. How do you feel about me sleeping over and sucking your dick all night."
"Oh my god -- really? I'd love you sucking me again but I don't know about staying over all night, but um, yeah...I could go for another round at least. Sometimes I get last minute invites to breakfast and they meet me in the lobby....but, you know...happy to go for awhile.
We finished our beers, and the end of the news program, and then looked at each other with these sheepish grins and made our way to the bedroom. I stripped to my boxers, and he just kept wearing his tshirt. He leaned up against the headboard, spread his legs and invited me in.
I shimmied up on the bed between his hairy legs, until my face was in his crotch, and for the next 2 hours, we talked about dicks, told some jokes, and I sucked him, and licked him, and made him feel good. This was way better than I ever could imagine. Being able to just take my time and enjoy him also made me feel good about him too, and he sure let me know it. I feasted on his balls, his dick, his pubes and even spent a little time on his hole which was the first time for him. He did cum after about an hour, but I just kept on savouring his crotch until, unfortunately - he fell asleep. His penis was never fully hard again, but nice and plump regardless. I was so high on his cock, and the sexy smell of his crotch, I could have kept going all night, but out of respect for Rob, I decided it was time to go. Man it was hard to leave. I got my coat, and went back in to see if he was awake, but no such luck. I leaned down and sucked him again for about a minute, then kissed the head of his cock, and then his forehead. I threw the covers over him and let myself out, my mouth filled with the taste of my buddy.
I wandered around downtown a little for about an hour just trying to settle down from what had just happened and crawled into my bed around 4AM. Did I go to sleep? No, of course not `cause I jerked off thinking about Rob's cock on my face and in my mouth. Then I fell asleep.
Around 7AM, my phone rang yanking me out of a deep sleep. It was Rob. "Hey buddy, sorry to wake you if I did? I just wanted to thank you and your very talented mouth for THE best oral I've ever had in my life! I think I may have just found my new best friend"!
"I think I might have to agree with you on that" I replied. "I've got to tell you I could definitely have fallen asleep with my face in your crotch. You know I stayed down there for about an hour after you zonked out. I have to admit it was pretty hot. So bud, we're going to have to figure out what's next and how we're going to work this out."
"You know, I've got some time later this afternoon if you want to come by for another drink -- right out of the tap".
"Ah Rob, I would really love to, but my day is packed; the team is getting together for dinner and then I'm flying home tonight. We'll have to work something out when we get back". I kind of wanted to make sure that our friendship wasn't just about me sucking his cock, but on the other hand, it is kind of cool to have a buddy who doesn't mind you playing with his cock from time to time.
And so, our first adventure together ended and I had no idea what was next. The four of us were getting together at his place in a week and I'm sure we'd have a chance to talk about stuff while we were barbecuing -- the other kind of great meat!
Stay tuned for part 2.
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