Learning To Suck 1

As a young adult in college I played baseball. I was a second baseman and my best friend, Logan, was our pitcher. One night after a terrible loss of a game the team was in the steam room recuperating. While a few teammates got up and left together, my buddy and I were sitting next to one another as we usually did.

I was babbling on how good everyone played even though we came out on the losing side. I had leaned back with my eyes closed relaxing and didn't even realize we were alone.

I opened my eyes and when I looked toward Logan, I saw he was staring directly at my crotch.

He instantly averted his gaze but I had already realized and looked down to see my towel wasn't covering everything.

I laughed, readjusted my towel and asked "Did you like the view?"

He laughed in return and gave a typical "my bad" like it was an accident.

I just laughed a little under my breath and attempted to go back to relaxing but I couldn't stop thinking about it. Things like this had been happening for some time and as I sat there I was starting to add all the times up in my head. I was starting to think my friend was gay. I had a few other friends outside of sports that were gay though and they were nothing like Logan at all.

I continued to ponder while sitting next to Logan. Thinking about the subject was making my cock hard. Not a full on erection, but it was growing enough that I started to feel the towel I was under. I peeked my eyes open slightly and saw that he was staring at my crotch again; even more intensely than before.

I opened my eyes fully and looked right at him and half blurted "are you gay dude? cause it's ok if you are!"

He eventually cuts my stuttering off with a calm "nah dude, you know I'm dating Viki now right?"

While I knew that was true I also knew my catching him checking me out wasn't in my head.

I pretended I didn't know and congratulated him but then immediately asked him "Are you bi?"

He laughed and made a joke, "you wish".

At this point, we had both sat up and engaged fully in the conversation and I realized he's gotten a hard-on and while looking down at his crotch replied, "heh, I think maybe you're the one doing the wishing".

He sees I'm looking at his crotch and he looks down completely surprised that he has a near full tent pitched under his towel.

He slightly stood up and adjusted himself and laughed "you got me thinking of how hot Viki is, that hot body of hers got me all horny".

I continued to mess with him more and started bringing up other past awkward moments that we'd never spoken of. This went on for a while of us joking around with one another. Initially, it was typical "straight guys talk" about being gay with one another.

At some point we got so silly with it I was hovering my hand over his towel saying "I'm not touching it. I'm not touching it" until suddenly after a quick back and forth of my "I'm not touching it"; he replies "You're gay if you do" as he stood up causing my hand to stroke right across his shaft and even bumped his balls too.

I jerked back and shouted, "Shit, my bad dude".

He just grinned for a second "it's all good" and sat back down after rewrapping himself in the towel.

It was quiet for a few before he said laughingly, as to break up the harsh silence, "You know, I know you're thinking about it, so I can just touch yours once and then we'll be even and it'll be over".

I laughed like it was a joke, but was still suspicious as I leaned back saying, "go for it buddy".

Nearly before I was finished speaking I suddenly discovered Logan had reached his hand under my towel and grabbed hold of my shaft. I didn't even realize I was still semi-hard. My cock began to feel a rush of blood engorging it further and I was frozen. I wanted to tell him to stop, but it felt so amazing having my cock in someone else's hand. It had been a while and was never by a guy.

When Logan saw my dick getting bigger he said, "See you're the gay one. Look how hard you're getting!"

I replied, "you're the one that has a cock in your hand though".

He let go and we both laughed, until eventually the moment passed and it was time to head home.

We continued this form of play for months while escalating the naughtiness of our actions. We convinced one another that we weren't gay because at the time we both had girlfriends. It wasn't immediate either, but as it progressed it became more frequent.

It finally escalated to something else one night when Logan came over to my house to study for a test.

We were in my room half-studying and half-bullshitting about college drama when Logan got a text. He opened the text, made a strange face and locked his phone as he tossed it back onto the bed.

"What's up Logan?" I asked.

"Viki just broke up with me! Well looks like we'll be hanging around some more!"

"So long as you don't want to fuck me like you did her I guess it's fine", I replied.

"So groping each other is where we're gonna draw the line?", he sarcastically asked as he leaned back on the bed and casually put his hand on my crotch through my pants.

We had continued grabbing/groping each other's cocks on occasion as mostly a joke, but each time got a little more real. This time my dick started to get hard as soon as I saw his hand moving toward me.

"Your cock certainly enjoys this," he said, making note of the visual proof of arousal while stroking the underside of the shaft in a specific way he'd quickly learned I like.

"I mean, my cock likes a lot of things", I laughed.

"Maybe I should learn more about what your cock likes then," Logan said matter-of-factly.

At this point, we probably both knew we were bi, but we never said it and even convinced ourselves we're not since we had no romantic attraction to one another; we had girlfriends after all, right?

"So? What do you say? Is just touching one another the line? Or you wanna let me find out what else your cock enjoys?" he asked.

I was too nervous to speak and just leaned back on the headboard of the bed, looked down at his hand on my already hard member and uncrossed my legs while giving a nod of approval.

Until now our groping one another was always quick and unfocused, but this was different!.

He laid down on the bed on his stomach with my cock right in front of his face. Being able to observe one another's acts upon each other allowed things to become more guided. We were learning more and more about what aroused the other.

It wasn't long before I suggested "sit up next to me, I want to feel your cock too!"

Stroking and caressing eventually became tickling/teasing and then we were focusing on more specific locations; from the obvious head of the cock to the perineum. This would go on until Logan would cum and then I'd stop stroking him and he'd continue till I came, which was almost always moments after him.

That became the routine. Any time we knew we were going to be alone for some time we'd explore each other's sexual arousals. Extended periods of teasing with sporadic slapping seemed to be our most fun. The consistent long periods of silky smooth rubbing and caressing of all the right spots to then be surprised by a quick slap of the cock head turned out to be a kink we both really enjoyed.

We didn't understand how we could jerk each other off but it was the next step. We were both nervous about it though and agreed to do it simultaneously instead of taking turns thinking it would be better.

We were ignorantly and somewhat painfully yanking each other and after about three minutes he pulled on me too hard. As I winced he quickly let go.

After a few minutes of him apologizing he started again.

"Is it just me or does it not feel good to you either?" I asked.

"Yeah, I much prefer the teasing and slapping play. Does it still hurt?" he replied while releasing my member.

"The base of the shaft is actually a little sore."

"Maybe I should kiss it and make it better?" he laughed.

I half smirkingly said ok and he quickly shuffled down the bed in front of me and quickly kissed the head almost as if by accident, but we both knew it wasn't.

After a short pause he slowly kissed the base of the shaft a few times with a more open mouth and his tongue partially out in order to fully moisten the area.

I quickly encouraged, "You can kiss the head again like that too."

With a huge grin and hardly any hesitation he continued to slowly kiss the head a few times as my cock twitched with each touch of his lips and tongue. Kissing became licking, but he never put it in his mouth to suck it.

After a few minutes, I shifted into a sixty-nine position on our sides in order to reciprocate the oral pleasure with his cock. Our game had just escalated.

We both knew we already really liked having our cock and balls caressed, tickled and teased for long periods of time. Taking turns kissing and licking each other's cock and balls became the normal back and forth for a bit, but it wasn't long before we were putting our shafts in each other's mouths and learning even more than before. Slowly licking the head became licking and then taking the whole shaft deep in your mouth. Then we wanted to see how long we could just leave our cock in the other's mouth. We didn't know it then, but we were learning to suck cock. Once oral was introduced it was like we relearned all the things we did before with our hands.

We continued licking and sucking each other for months. One night my friend said he heard someone refer to sucking cock as a hummer and said he was gonna hum a song the next time he had my cock in his mouth.

He began by teasing my cock for a while and even did a thing he knows I really enjoy where he grabs the base of my shaft with one hand and cups my balls with his other and slowly sloppily sucks on just the head while swirling his tongue around the tip of my cock in his mouth. Only this time he did it for about twenty seconds straight. I could tell in that moment that we were having just as much fun sucking as we were being sucked.

After slowly pulling my cock out he stared at my now throbbing shaft and engorged mushroom head pulsating in front of him. He opened his mouth wide and stuck his tongue completely out and rapidly flicked my shaft down, slapping the head onto his tongue three times and shoves it back into his mouth and starts humming a song we both know.

I started to laugh but quickly discovered a new feeling in my loins and could barely speak. At that time all I knew is that I did not want him to stop what he was doing. I wanted to say keep going, or that feels nice, or anything really, but instead my whole body seemed to be spasming. My hips convulsed once and my cock came out of his mouth a moment and just as eagerly as he grabbed it and put it back in, my hips instinctively thrusted forward and I bumped my cock into the back of his throat. He cleared his throat quickly and began humming even more aggressively as I orgasm in his mouth for nearly twenty seconds straight.

I thought he would certainly pull back when I started to shoot, but after the first load came into his mouth he seemed to love it even more.

After my body stopped twitching, he took his mouth off my cock and swirled his tongue around in his mouth and swallowed any remaining cum in his mouth, smiled and said, "The way girls talk, I thought cum was gonna taste horrible, but that actually tasted great. I don't even know why but it was so hot when you busted in my mouth."

After a couple of minutes, I was able to clearly speak again, "You've gotta let me do that hummer thing to your cock now. You're gonna lose it," as I was shifting to kneel in front of Logan now.

As Logan grinned and leaned back I naughtily stated, "Yeah I'm about to suck every drop out of you like you just did me."

This became fondly referred to between one another as the summer of the hummer, when we learned to suck cock and came for the first time ever in each other's mouths.

We've been married with families for over twenty years. We're still best friends and continue to suck each other off on a weekly basis after our 'guys night out' better than our wives ever could ever do it.

Edit & Co-write Credit: https://www.literotica.com/authors/Gunter99