Planned Outings (part 21)
My sexual life has been very private – while many know I am a cocksucker, that part of my life is very separate from my family and business. Many times I have wished that I could be out to some of my closest associates, but could never take the chance. This story series was inspired by that desire. This is dedicated to my late friend Phil, who was out to everyone.
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I was thrilled to finally blow my best friend! I'd fantasized about sucking Dale for a long time, but now my dream finally came true.
The only problem was that I wasn't out to Dale. From his perspective, he just got an anonymous blowjob – perhaps just one of many. He had no way of knowing it was me, so how I had to figure out where to go from here.
I know Dale likes blowjobs (who doesn't?), but I have no idea how he would react to know it was me. We've been best friends since we were kids, and still hang out together a couple times a week. All that could change if he freaked out about me sucking him!
I contacted Marcy and explained it to her. She was sympathetic and encouraging.
"Since you've been such a good customer, let me contact Dale and see how he feels about a friend openly sucking him," she offered.
"That would be great," I agreed, "But please be sure not to even hint that it was me."
Marcy agreed, while I hoped for the best.
Two days later Dale called me, and I invited him over for a couple beers. I hadn't heard back from Marcy, so I didn't know if she had been able to talk with Dale.
We watched a college football game for a while. Finally, after three beers Dale said, "I had a great blowjob the other day."
"Nice!" I replied, "Your girlfriend finally gave in?" I tried my best to just play dumb.
"No such luck," he answered, "In fact this was from a guy!
"A guy?" I responded, "How did you manage that?"
Dale explained that he got a call from a woman named Marcy, who said I had a friend who wanted to blow him, which was a complete surprise.
"So you went through with it?" I replied, trying to seem ignorant of the entire arrangement, "Did you find out who he was?"
"That's the problem," he said, "It was through a glory hole, so I don't know who he was – but I wish I could find him."
Dale went on to explain that Marcy had called him and said the guy who sucked him wanted more, but I have no way to contact him.
"I can't just ask each if my friends if they had sucked my cock!" he said.
If you explained it the way you just did, I doubt they would be offended," I suggested.
Dale was silent for a bit, and then turned to me and asked, "Did you suck my cock?"
"I sure did!" I confessed.
Dale smiled broadly and confessed that he had hoped it was me and in fact jacked off a couple of times thinking about it.
"You won't have to jack-off anymore," I assured him, and offered to blow him then.
In less than a minute I was on my knees with Dale in my mouth – so happy this was finally happening! Dale shot his hot load into my mouth and I swallowed gratefully.
We sat and talked for a while, then Dale left. Our friendship was now at a new level!
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Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
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