*** This story was inspired by true events. Some of it actually happened to me, most of it is what I wish had happened during the experience. ***
How I came to be sitting in my car outside of a strangers house getting up the nerve to go in, is kind of a long story, but I'll be brief. A few hours ago, I'd made a post on the Whisper app announcing my bi-curiosity, and asking if anyone would be willing to help me out. Well, there was one guy around my age that decided he'd take me up on that offer. After a short conversation, establishing a primitive sort of trust, I got in my car and drove to his house.
I just sat there in my car, my heart beating out of my chest and flinched when I felt my phone vibrate. It was him. Tyler was his name. He'd texted me saying that when I got to his house, I should just walk in the door and go straight down the hall to the bedroom. And that was the turning point. The short text saying, "Ok," that I sent him, gave me the courage to get out and do exactly that.
I turned the knob on his bedroom door and pushed it open. When I walked in I saw him laying on the bed in nothing but skin, his six inch penis already hard as a rock. Just that sight got my dick to spring to attention. Before I made another move, I kicked my shoes off next to the bedroom door, then walked towards the bed as he got on his hands and knees and crawled towards me.
I met him at the foot of the bed, looking at anything but his face. I saw the cell phone on his night stand, the dresser that probably had his clothes in it, the desk and computer that rested on it. As I was finally noticing the size of the bed (queen) and extremely soft look of the covers on it, I felt hands fumbling at my pants. I felt the button release and heard the zipper slide down and was instantly relieved as the denim constraining my erection was pulled away. My jeans were then pulled down over my ass and then, with nothing to hold them up, dropped to the floor.
The pace of my breathing was beginning to pick up as Tyler continued to work toward his much awaited prize. As he did so, I continued my nervous observation of the things in his room. Currently my gaze had drifted to a spot on the cover that I could see underneath him, as he was on his knees and holding himself up with one hand in front of me. The spot that I had noticed was darker than the rest of the cover. It looked wet. I could not see his penis, but I could only guess that he was as hard as I was and leaking on his bed. As I took not of this spot, he adjusted his position so that he was kneeling in front of my on the mattress and then he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my boxer briefs.
All of a sudden, my bottom half was instantly cooler than my top half. He had pulled my underwear down so fast that I thought he was falling off the bed. Once they were off I looked down for the first time since I stood in that spot. A long drip of precum was about to fall from the tip of my, now free, penis and onto the floor. Before this could happen, though, I saw Tyler stick out his tongue and catch it then slowly bring it back up to meet the head of my dick. He started licking up and down the length of my shaft and then, out of nowhere, he wrapped his warm and wet mouth around the head.
"Fuck," I breathed. It was the first word that had been said between the two of us since that text I'd sent back in my car. That seemed a thousand years ago but, in reality, probably less than five minutes ago.
When he heard my surprise, he looked up and we made eye contact for the first time. He had nothing but pure lustrous desire in them and I was one hundred percent sure that's what he saw in mine at that point. After a few second he went back to focusing on the pleasure that he was giving to my cock. He brought a hand up to stroke my shaft as he did his best to suck the life out of me. I had never felt anything so good in my life. Sure, I'd had a couple of girlfriends and they had both given me blowjobs before. But they were nothing compared to this. Maybe guys really do give better blowjobs? It would make sense I suppose.
After a few minutes, he stopped stroking my shaft and let his hand move to his own dick. I still couldn't see his, but the wet spot on the cover had gotten bigger since the last time I had looked down there. Then I saw his arm moving and I could tell he was jerking himself off as he sucked me. It was at this point that I realized that our activity had literally started to make the bedroom hot. I was sweating. Looking down at Tyler's nakedness I decided it was time I join him. Without removing myself from his mouth, I kicked off the pants and underwear that lay forgotten around my ankles and pulled my t-shirt over my head, tossing it onto the rest of my clothing. I don't usually wear socks and I wasn't on this day either, so there I stood, naked as the day I was born with another, equally naked, man sucking my dick.
Suddenly Tyler pulled my dick out of his mouth with an audible POP and said, "Man, you taste so good," then wasted no time diving right back in.
"Well, that feels amazing," I said, my voice slightly shaky.
My mouth was aurally telling him how much I was appreciating his work at the moment, but I felt I needed to give him a physical representation of that appreciation. So, I leaned forward and, using one forearm, rested against the small of his back while my other hand reached underneath him searching for his unseen penis. And then I found it; for the first time, a penis that was not mine was resting in my hand. It felt so different from holding my own. It was so warm it felt like it was on fire and it was hard as rock yet just as soft as the blankets on the bed looked. Then I felt the hot ooze of his precum dripping onto my arm.
Once I got over the feeling of having someone else's cock in my hand I started to slowly stroke it up and down in rhythm with his head bobbing forward and back on my cock. I would give his shaft a couple of strokes and then move my palm down to the head, slathering my hand in his precum and then repeat. Eventually his dick was nice and lubricated with his own precum so I started to focus on stroking him. In my twenty-six years on this earth, this was one of the most erotic things I had ever done.
As I started to feel the familiar tingling sensation in my balls, Tyler pulled my dick out of his mouth and said, "If you keep doing that I'm going to cum all over your arm."
So, I stopped stroking and let go then told him, "Move back on the bed and lay on your side facing me. I want to try something."
"Whatever you say. This is your time to experiment," he replied.
As he did what I asked him to, I crawled onto the bed with him and lay down facing him but with my head at the other side of the bed at dick level. I looked over at him and saw a smile come across his face as he realized what I wanted to do. He put my penis back in his mouth as I grabbed his and guided it to my own mouth. I opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out. When his cock met my tongue, the taste of the precum that coated it was simultaneously salty and sweet. I loved it. I licked up and down the length of his five inches until I'd licked up all of his precum and then I wrapped my lips around the head.
As my lips closed around Tyler's penis, I was so turned on that it felt like my own got even harder if that was possible. Tyler could tell to as he immediately started to quicken his pace in his own effort to extract my cum from my body. He was getting pretty sloppy to; my pelvis was soaked in his saliva and I could hear wet slurping sound coming from him. Hearing this drove me crazy and I started moving my head back and forth on his cock. So, there we were, sixty-nining on Tyler's amazingly soft blanket.
