Larry was a guy I shared an apartment with back when I was in my early 20's. He was a beautiful man, the kind that girls, and I guess some boys wrote home to mama about. He was about 6' tall with, with a muscular, lanky build. He had a sculpted flat stomach, and one of the most perfect asses I've ever seen. He had shaggy golden hair, and piercing blue eyes, reflecting what must have been Nordic genes.
I know he was also a true blonde, because I'd seen him come naked from the shower a few times, and the thick mass of soft curly hair above his cock was as golden as that on his head. Once, while he and I and some other friends were riding around in a pickup truck, He'd dropped his swim trunks and mooned us through the back sliding glass. Even the soft hair around his tight little anus was blonde!
I knew his cock was pretty good sized too, though I'd never get to see it hard, but I often dreamed about it, and had some wonderful stroke sessions thinking about his tight, pink, and definitely virgin hole!
He was a lot of fun, but straight, often having 2 or 3 different girls over in a week. I went to great lengths to hide the fact that I was gay from him, though I often snuck guys in after he was asleep, or when he was away for the weekend. Sometimes I even brought girls home to keep up that straight illusion, but I knew I preferred men.
One day I came home from work, and apparently Larry hadn't heard me come in, because when I walked back to where our bedrooms were, he was lying on the bed with his shirt off, talking on the phone to some chick. His jeans were undone, and he had his wonderful piece of meat out stroking it! I'd been right about it being huge! It had to be at least 9" long, and it was thick, and perfectly shaped.
He was a vision lying there, with his dick in his hand, and his oh so succulent nipples exposed to me! My own big cock swelled in my jeans, as I watched him jerk his self! The shaft of his wonderful piece of meat was slick from the pre cum that was oozing from his piss slit. All I could think about was how good it would taste, and my hand dropped to my crotch, and I began stroking myself through my jeans.
He noticed me standing there staring at him, but surprisingly didn't stop! Instead, he winked at me, and motioned with his head for me to come in! My God, this was too good to be true, and I thought I must be dreaming! I wasted no time gong in his room, and crawling into his king sized waterbed next to him. He told his girlfriend someone had come in, and he'd have to call her back. As he hung up the phone, I replaced his hand with mine, and began gently stroking his long, thick cock.
He lay back with his arms behind his head, and moaned sweetly, as I bent and took his throbbing cock in my mouth. The clear fluid flowing from his slit filled my mouth as I sucked him. It tasted so good, salty and sweet, and I knew he would soon shoot his load in my mouth! He arched his back, and let out a cry of delight, as what felt like a pint of hot cum exploded into my mouth! It tasted like nectar spewing form the cock of a golden god! I squeezed him, and sucked out every drop. When I was done, I collapsed beside him, and we lay in silence for several minutes.
Finally, he spoke, and told me it was the best blowjob he'd ever had, and the first from another guy. He told me he'd known for a while that I was gay, but had said nothing so I wouldn't feel uncomfortable, and that he was perfectly cool with it. I couldn't believe it when he told me he'd always wondered what it would feel like to fuck another guy! I told him he could find out right then.
