(My first attempt at writing a story. May or may not be based on a true story. Who knows? Feedback would be great. 😉)
I walked to the left as I got out of my car.
I walked the opposite way.
2300. It’s this one. What did he say to buzz in the email? 105 I’m sure.
It is 20 degrees out. The buzzer system is frozen. It’s really not that cold out considering it’s the middle of December in Minnesota. I quickly took out my phone and sent an email to the man I was supposed to hook up with tonight as I walked back to my car to wait inside.
I started my car so I wouldn’t be too cold.
Ding. It was a message from Peter.
I looked up to see the guy who was smoking outside earlier drive off and noticed the door to 2300 was slightly closing with someone on the inside. I turned off the engine to my Corolla and quickly got out as to not slip on the ice on the sidewalk and walked towards the door. Five step away from the door and it opened; there stood Peter – all 6’ 2”and 180lbs of him – holding the door open and smiling with bright white teeth.
“Hey man. Sorry about that. I didn’t realize the box was frozen.”
“It’s not your fault. No worries.”
“Was that you in the car over there?”
“Ah, alright. Glad I didn’t miss you. I’m actually on the third floor.”
I followed Peter as he went up the stairs. He mumbled that it was down the hall when we got on the third floor.
“This is it. Come inside.”
I followed Peter inside. The apartment had a cozy, nice homey feel to it as I entered. I looked to the right – a small hall that led to what it seemed like was the bedroom and bathroom.
“So you like to suck cock?”
“What do you mean, in general?”
“I started when I was 19.”
“I used to have a buddy in high school that would suck me off. And then I would suck him too. What do you want to do?”
“I want to suck your cock.”
I reached over with my right hand and started fondling with Peter’s cock through his jeans. He made a comment about how it’s small and flaccid due to the cold weather right now. I kept running my hand against it. His cock start to swell up inside his jeans as he reached over. He was now rubbing my cock as it became rock hard too. I start to unbutton his jeans and unzip his zipper. Peter quickly yanked his underwear down right with his jeans. His cock stood straight forward staring at me.
I got on my knees and wrapped my lips tight but gently on the head of his cock. I start to go down on him. Peter let out a sigh.
“Damn, you’re right. You are good.”
Peter let out another sigh as I slowly work the shaft of his thick cock. I have an urge to work him fast but decided to let him savor the work of my warm, wet mouth. I swallow his cock right to the base as he let out a louder sigh.
“Fuck that’s good! I don’t want to cum yet. Can I suck you?”
He didn’t have to ask. I was on my feet in two seconds as Peter went onto his knees and slowly unwrapped my uncut cock with his mouth. He used his tongue to lick the head.
“Mind if I sit while you suck me off?”
I was a mere 5’ 7" compared to his 6’ 2". I could tell it was a bit uncomfortable the position he was in. He ushered me to sit on the couch so he could continue sucking my cock. I let out a few sighs as signs of pleasure. I watched Peter as he continue sucking and licking my cock. He would look up at me while sucking once in awhile to see if I approved of his cock sucking skills.
I sat up as Peter got onto his feet again and I sucked his thick cock while sitting on his couch. He grabbed my head and fucked my wet mouth. Fuck, I wanted his cum so bad. I worked on his cock some more. Peter let out more grunts and sighs as signs of approval.
I hesitated a little and chuckled.
“Sometimes. Do you smoke?”
“No, I don’t smoke. Do you smoke?”
Peter went back down on my cock. He was working my cock over. He kept getting me close and then stopped for a second. He was essentially edging me without trying. He kept telling me he wanted my cum. I grabbed my cock and started stroking it.
“You got me close. You want my cum in your mouth?”
“Yeah, I want to eat your cum up.”
I stroked faster but as to not mess up my rhythm. I looked at Peter as he hovered over my cock.
“I’m about to fucking cum.”
Peter opened his mouth right as my first white glob of cum shot into it. Several more shots of jizz flew into his mouth as he began sucking me off slowly. He knew my uncut cock was sensitive. He kept sucking. He really wanted my cum - every last drop of it. I let out a sigh of relief and complimented him on his cock sucking skills. It was not by chance that Peter knew how to handle an uncut cock as sensitive as mine.
“Here, it’s your turn to eat my cum. Open your mouth.”
I opened my mouth as I looked forward at his cock. The head of his thick cock was engorged and glistened with my spit. I could tell he was about to blow a load by how tight his ballsack were.
I wrapped my lips tight around his thick shaft and began sucking. I felt his cock pulsating as his thick, creamy white cum shot into my mouth. Wow. His cum tasted sweet and had a tang to it. He let out a “damn” as he finished cumming.
“That was fucking hot man. Wow. You’re fucking great.”
“Yeah, that was. I said as I smiled.”
“I got off the couch and started to put my clothes on.”
“Hey, you want to stay over and cuddle? Peter said nervously. I’m sure he was afraid I’d say no.”
“Uh, you sure about that? I thought you’re straight.”
“Well, yeah I am. But I’d love to cuddle with you if that’s alright.”
“I mean if you’re cool with it, I guess I can.”
“Keep the clothes off. Come,” Peter said as I followed him down the tiny hall into his bedroom. “You be small spoon first.”
“Ok, that’s cool with me,” I said as we both got into his king-sized bed and under the covers.
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