I was 22 years old, slim and very athletic, have always had girlfriends and have always been very dominant with them. I grew up privately schooled and in the church, but still loved taking my girl whenever and wherever like a normal guy... Until I met a guy named G.
I met him while bowling, an athletic looking 34 year old black guy, not sure why he suddenly took interest in being my friend, but I didn't have many other than my girlfriend, so I appreciated the friendship. We watched sports on tv and hung out. It was a great friendship.
One evening, he had come over, and it was late, so he asked if he could just stay the night. I said of course and gave him a pillow for the couch. I went to bed without thought. Not long after, he wanted to be in the bed because the couch was uncomfortable, which I thought was strange but alright. I turned over and tried to sleep, wondering what was up with him. He then shocked me like I had never been before. He started touching me, almost as if caressing me. It freaked me out. I moved, but when I did I brushed over his crotch, and felt how monstrous and hard he was. I immediately tensed up, and realized how fast my heart was beating, and what was going on.
I put my hand back on his cock and felt him through his pants, it was enormous, and I was the reason. Not wanting to disappoint him, I slowly pulled him out of his pants and started exploring him with my hand, my back still to him. At this point I was shaking because I had no idea what I was doing nor have I seen it... yet... I turned over and faced him, and he guided me down to his waist with his hands and stuck it in front of my face. I tasted him very slowly, opening my mouth has best I could to fit him in. He like it and I began feeling proud that I was pleasing him and took more of him in my mouth. He was a good ten inches.