This is a true story and not to be construed as any type of dream whatsoever. This is a story that is about the first time I ever felt the wonderful joys of having a man suck me to total oblivion.
Shortly after leaving the Navy in the early 70s I obtained a good for nothing job that was about 3-miles from my home. Not having a lot of money as the pay sucked and wanting to save for a car and better place to live I opted to walk to work rather than take a bus.
A month or so after starting my job I elected to try and hitch a ride one day as it was colder than a witches tit and I wasn't really dressed for the weather. After a few cars a guy in a LTD stopped and offered me a ride. Looking in the door I felt the guy was safe and hopped in. This guy was relatively easy to chat with and in the time it took to drive 2-miles in 6-inches of snow I felt I had known the guy forever. We exchanged names and he told me that if he sees me on the street he would just stop and offer me a ride anytime I wanted. Not expecting to ever see him I shook his hand and was off to work at my boring and low paying job.
Low and behold the next day this car pulls up next to me and it is him again. I hop in and we exchange pleasantries as he drives me to work. Being as how it is another raging snow storm he ask me if I would like a ride home at the end of my shift. Not being a fool I quickly say sure but am not able to pay as I wasn't really flush yet. He was quick to point out that friends don't pay friends. Thus a friendship was born in that instance.
At the end of the day he picks my up and heads toward my home while chatting about nothing in particular. On the way he ask if I have any plans for the next day as he was in need of help with installing a ceiling in his kitchen and we decided on a time for me to hoof on over to his home.
The next morning I rise and hoof it across town to his house and we spent the better part of the day installing his ceiling while talking about life, dreams and such. It was also at this time I realize this guy is about 15-years older than myself and am shocked as he looked younger and more my age but I didn't care and he was a friend after all.
A year or so goes by where I visited his home often and we would sit around drinking, watching sports and occasionally rough housing in the living room. Then I met this girl and immediately was madly in love. When I asked her to marry me she said yes and I was better off financially so could afford to do so with pride. I stopped at my buddies house the next afternoon and informed him I would be moving about 100 miles away and that I was getting married. Expecting joy and happiness from him he instead got real quiet and when I asked what was wrong the story of my life really began.
He sat there and his eyes could barely meet mine and then he just let loose with how he had to tell me something and begged me to not be mad at him. I said not a problem as we were friends and he then proceeded to tell me that he was in love with me and new it was a one sided thing but he couldn't help it. Being young and stupid I told him I wasn't real sure what he meant and then he hit me with the words that I shall never forget. He proceeded to tell me that he was gay and had never acted on his feelings but wanted more than anything in the world to fondle and suck my cock.