The first time one of my friends slept over was a strange time indeed, strange, but absolutely unforgettable, i was lying in bed while down on an inflatable bed on the floor was my best friend Elliot, we weren't necessarily young, over the age of 18 i assure you, but, we were a little naïve and a whole lotta horny, this kind of combination resulted in a lot of willingness for... exploration.
"Dammit when does your mom go to bed?" Elliot asked me in a hushed voice.
"Dunno, sounds like she's on the phone though."
I heard someone, presumably my mother, coming up the stairs, as if on cue, the door handle rattled and into the room came my mother.
"Guys, i hate to be the bearer of bad news but we're not gonna get out today."
"Aww, how come?" I asked.
"I've gotta go to the hospital to check on your grandma, she'll be fine but I won't be back until tomorrow."
"Damn, be seeing you then."
"Goodnight you two" She said with a grin, if only she knew exactly what we'd get up to.
Mom headed downstairs and soon enough we heard her pull out and drive away, this was what we had been waiting for, an empty house and free access to TV pornography, well, it wasn't exactly porn, but it showed enough nudity and sex to do the job.
"Quick, put the show on, i've been looking forward to this" I told Elliot, desperately trying to liberate myself from my trousers.
As the tv show 'sexcetera' came on, we both grabbed our cocks and began wanking as hard as we could to, of all things, a woman's tits being covered in cake.
"Fuck man that shit is HOT" Elliot exclaimed.
We carried on wanking until the segment ended and frustratingly, neither of us had cum, this resulted in the room having a pungent odour of pent up sex, which became somewhat of an ad-hoc aphrodisiac, the show began its second segment, a feature on mutual masturbation and it's history, we carried on watching the show, both wanting to say something but afraid of the reply... until Elliot took the initiative.
"You know if we tried that, no one else would know," he said stoically.
We both stared at each other, mentally daring the other one to make the first move, I had to do it, i wanted it, i moved and sat on the edge of my bed, exposing my body to him as I became aware that to enjoy this i would have to see him as a sexual entity, when he stood up and came over I checked him out, muscles and a nice sized cock.
"Damn, he's hot" I thought to myself, curious at my own arousal.
Elliot sat next to me and got as close as possible, while we both stared at each other's cocks, now erect in anticipation of another persons touch.
"So how do you wanna do this?" Elliot asked.
Without answering, I reached over, grabbed his dick and began rubbing it the same way I'd rub my own, I felt Elliot's hand begin to do the same to me, but he was too lost in his own pleasure to match my enthusiasm, as I pumped his scalding soft shaft in my hand, I felt a raw primal instinct grow within me, he was all man, muscular, popular and his penis, ugh, that juicy cock, I wanted to please him, I wanted to feel him, I wanted to... taste him.
In a frenzy, I lept off the bed and crawled onto my knees in front of him, by the time he realised what was going on it was too late, I began furiously bobbing my head up and down on his cock, desperately trying to suppress my gag reflex and making all sorts of sounds to turn us both on.
"Oooh fuck yeah, that's hot, suck that dick baby" Elliot grunted in pleasure.
