Hs Wing Man Becomes My First Coc

I was a 3 letter jock in high school, tall and well built. My best bud Chip, my wing man, was several inches shorter and not as big, but was all man. He didn't play sports, but we always chased chick together and would be hunting together every weekend during hunting season. There was a definite closeness between us, but never anything sexual.

After graduation we went to different colleges about four hours apart. We kept in touch and I invited to visit on a weekend that we didn't have a home football game. My frat was having a beer bust and my girl, Connie, could get him a date for that night.

He arrived and we went to the frat house for the beer bust and to watch the game. It was a close game and we won. Having drank too much beer, we were pretty drunk and headed back to my dorm to get ready for our dates. The dorm had shared showers with no dividers. As I was standing under the hot water I looked over at Chip who was leaning on the wall, doing his best not to fall down. I looked at him and laughed, until my eyes wondered down and I saw his cock for the first time. I froze. Having never had any thought about a cock other than my own, I found myself staring at his. It was captivating. It was hanging soft, but had to be six inches long, and was beautiful. I looked away before he caught me staring and finished washing.

Chip was still leaning against the shower wall, so drunk he was unable to wash himself. He asked if I could help him out. I squirted some shampoo on his head and washed his hair. I had to hold him up under the water to rinse it out, and then leaned him back against the wall. I soaped up his washcloth and quickly washed his arms, back, chest and stomach. I moved down to his legs and the back of my hand bumped into that big cock. My body shuddered as I felt it's weight. I was now leaning over washing his lower legs and feet and found my face inches from his cock. As I stood up, I again scrubbed up his legs, and bravely washed balls and cock, grabbing it with the washcloth and giving it a couple of stokes. My mind was racing. What was I doing? What was I thinking? There was no reaction from Chip or his cock, but I noticed I was getting an erection. I held him under the water again and got him rinsed off and turned the showers off.

I grabbed my towel and dried off and wrapped it around my waist. Chip was still leaning on the wall doing his best not to fall down. I grabbed his towel and wrapped it around him and put my arm around him and walked him back to my dorm room. I was relieved that no one had walked in on us in the shower.

As I laid him down on the bed his towel fell to the floor. He appeared to be passed out, and was still wet from the shower. I picked up his towel and started drying him off. I dried his arms, chest and stomach. He was out cold. I moved down and dried his feet and worked my way up his legs and found myself again staring at his magnificent cock. His wet magnificent cock. I gently dried his cock, and had to grab it and move it so I could dry his balls.

I was feeling his cock, skin to skin, no washcloth in between. It was still limp, so soft. I continued to hold it in one hand as I dried his balls and patch of pubic hair. I didn't want to let it go. I looked at Chip and he appeared to be asleep. Watching his eyes, I realized that without thinking I was stroking his cock. Even with the stroking it remained limp. I was curious, just how big would it get when fully erect? I was overcome with the urge to taste it and leaned down and licked it. It smelled fresh from the shower, and there wasn't much taste. I ran my tongue around the head and it twitched. I quickly looked at Chip and his eyes were still closed.

Thoughts were running through my mind faster than I could process them. I wanted to suck his cock badly. To feel it grow to it's full size in my mouth. But part of me was yelling at me "put on the brakes! you aren't gay! And what if he wakes up?

I leaned over and took the head into my mouth, closing my lips tightly around it and sucked. I ran my tongue around it, and started moving slowly down the shaft, and then moving back up in a slow motion. I could feel it growing, getting harder, encouraging me to continue sucking. I wanted to see how big it had grown, but I didn't want to let it out of my mouth. It felt like it belonged there, filling a void that I didn't know I had. I have had chicks give me blowjobs before, but they never seemed to enjoy it like I was. I was beginning to make slurping noises as saliva was covering and running down his cock. I glanced up at Chip again and he still appeared to be asleep. I backed off his cock to see it. It was now at least 8 inches of beautiful, perfectly shaped cock.

The thought hit me, would he wake up when he came? What would I do with his cum? Should I stop now? Looking at that awesome cock, I couldn't resist and lowered my hungry mouth onto it and resumed sucking, trying to get it all into my mouth. I could get all but about 2 inches in before it hit the back of my mouth. I continued to suck, use my tongue and move up and down his thick shaft. I was in heaven, enjoying the firmness, yet softness of it's power and knowing I was bringing it, (Chip, even if he was asleep) pleasure. I felt it stiffen and knew the moment of truth was about to arrive. Would I let him cum in my mouth? Would I be grossed out like most girls that have given me blowjobs?

As I continued to enjoy sucking on Chip, some pre-cum leaked out. It had a different, distinctive, manly taste. I liked it and sucked harder as faster hoping to get some more. I felt his cock jerk as it shot a load into the back off my mouth. I backed off so my lips were firmly around the head and stroked it with my hand as it continued to shoot gobs of cum on my tongue. I swallowed the delicious cum and continued to massage the bottom of the head with my tongue, loving the sensation of having Chip orgasm in my mouth. As I was slowly sucking up and down the shaft again I had the thought that I really enjoyed this experience. But does this make gay? I don't know. Does it make me a cock sucker? Definitely yes. Will I ever do it again? Only time will tell.

I reluctantly took his softening cock out of my mouth and squeezed one last drop of cum out. I did what any good cock sucker would do, I licked it up. I looked up at Chip and he appeared to still be asleep. I thought my new found passion was a secret of mine alone.

to be continued...

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