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"Alright, if I lose," Manny says, a pool cue on both shoulders behind him, as though he's hung himself on a laundry line, "I suck your dick."
He looks at the table. "And if you lose, you suck my dick."
The joke here is we're both pretending we don't want to suck a dick. Like we're not currently finding the flimsiest excuse to do so.
I sought Manny out, a senior to my sophomore, because I'd heard he'd made this same proposition to someone else. I was here to suck a dick, make no mistake, and so was he.
"Sure," I say, pretending to be a serious pool player. Just here for the game.
"Cool," Manny says, chalking up his cue, as though any of it mattered.
He had dark hair and a goatee, or at least a high school senior's idea of a goatee. He seemed dumb, a pile of bricks. But there was something about him.
He wasn't in shape. He was almost in shape. He had a belly. He wasn't an athlete, by any means. But I had a suspicion his dick was nice.
We both proceed to play the worst game of pool in our lives. He's much more demonstrative than me in his faux disappointment at how things are going.
"Damn," he says, missing a shot. He's almost theatrical about it.
"Oh shit," I say, missing one.
We get down to him having just the 8-ball left. He sinks it. "Well," he says. "I guess you lose,"
"Oh fuck," I say, pretending to be horrified. I guess I do."
We both just stand there for a moment, unsure of what to do next. I start wondering if his previous attempt was unsuccessful, given his lack of direction.
"So I guess I'll just whip it out," he says.
"Yeah I guess," I say, still feigning disappointment.
He unzips his pants and pulls them down. I can see his boner poking through his underwear and a second later he pulls those down too and there's his dick, pointing straight out in the air.
"Sorry man," he says, shrugging.
I shrug back. "It's okay."
I walk around the pool table and kneel in front of him. Manny has a beautiful dick. Eight inches maybe. I'm finally going to suck a dick!
I make an oh well face to Manny and wrap my lips around the head of his cock. I've seen enough porn to feel like I know what I'm doing. Manny starts moaning almost immediately and this gets my own dick rock hard.
As I'm sucking his dick Manny rubs his hands through my hair, which I also love. The taste of his skin and the smell of his pubes are amazing and I keep going down on it as far as I can so I can bury my nose in the hair.
I wish I could get a commemorative photo of this occasion. "First dick sucked." I'd maybe not want Manny's face in it. The guy was a known idiot around town.
But his dick...wow. I could suck it all day.
"You like that, baby?" he says. Ugh. I'm definitely not his baby. I just keep sucking. "You like sucking that dick, baby?"
I pull it out of my mouth and say breathlessly, "Yeah man," then put it right back in.
"You like having that fat cock in your mouth," he says. I guess he's a talker.
I do like having this fat cock in my mouth, though.
"You want me to cum in your mouth, baby?"
I mutter an mm-hmm around his dick as best I can and he grabs both sides of my head and basically starts pounding my throat, no sucking necessary because he's controlling the movement. I don't love the roughness of it but at the same time I'm still super turned on.
"Here it comes," he says, "here it comes."
He grunts loudly and I feel his jizz hit the back of my throat, three squirts of it. I swallow immediately.
He stands there for a moment longer, his dick still in my mouth, then pulls it out and quickly pulls up his pants. He doesn't look at me.
"Tell anyone at school about this and I kick your ass," he says.
Ah, there it is. Classic Manny, the oaf.
I stand up and mutter, "Sure," still tasting the saltiness of his cum in my mouth. Mmm.
We're in his garage, where the pool table is, and Manny wordlessly turns and goes through the door to his house, shutting it behind him.
I awkwardly leave through the side entrance to the garage. So it wasn't romantic. It was incredibly hot, though.