I stayed motionless, but my mind was unable to shut down even though the body was telling it to. I listened as Rob's breathing seemed to get shallow. I wished I could find the sleep he evidently had. I was so used to getting off before trying to sleep and the multiple erections I had popped that night had my balls begging for relief before that sleep would come. My hand went to the lump in my boxers, even though I knew I shouldn't give the tool inside any more temptation or incentive. I had just slipped my right hand inside them and was fondling myself when Rob shifted positions and was suddenly on his back. I snapped my eyes shut, but let myself peek thru the slits at his face. His were shut and the shallow breathing continued, so I allowed mine to open fully again and travel up and down his fine body. I propped my head up on my left palm as my right one cupped the now raging bone in my shorts and drank in the ability to completely check out my best friend.
Rob's shoulder length brown hair was spread across the pillow his head rested on and surrounded his chiseled face like a picture frame. His full lips were slightly parted showing the tips of his snow white teeth. His cheeks and the dent in his chin showed a slight shadow of a full day's beard growth. A small but prominent Adam's Apple poked from his long neck. His broad shoulders tapered to the strong guns and forearms on each side of his well toned chest...more the result of many summers of helping put in hay on his family farm than any gym workout program. Two pink nipples sprouted up teasingly from the tanned, hairless chest and I fought the temptation to lean over and lick one. His abs weren't quite what you would call 'washboard' but they were definitely well defined. A small tuft of brown hair circled his belly button and connected his happy trail to what was hidden behind the briefs.
I inhaled deeply as my eyes drifted on down to his crotch. The flickering candle was almost like a black light on his tighty-whities. They not only seemed to glow, but were also showing a rather large hump that I didn't think had been quite as big a few minutes earlier. I leaned up a little more and focused best I could in the shadowy light. There was no mistake about it...Rob had a woody...and it was far bigger than I ever thought it could be!
My eyes zipped back to his face again to be sure he was still asleep. Once reassured, I returned my gaze to the giant lump that snaked all the way across his pubic area and was stretching the material on his right hip as if it was trying to find its way out of the waist band. I gently moved myself lower in the bed to be able to get a closer look at the monster my bedmate was hiding. In all the years we had been best friends; and all the times we had seen each other naked; I had never seen him hard and had no idea the average looking cock he showed between his legs when flaccid, would grow to such proportions. I became completely mesmerized...and braver...the closer my face got to it.
Another quick check of his still closed eyes, and I knew I couldn't stop at this point...I wanted to see it...I needed to see it! I allowed myself the risk of running a finger along its length thru the fabric and paused only shortly as it twitched slightly from the touch...obviously unable to move much due to being constricted inside its cotton prison. Finding even more bravado, I used three fingers to pet its length like a kitten and it jumped when my thumb brushed across the head. I let my hand rest lightly on it as I looked back up to Rob's face one more time before leaning over and planting a kiss on it while inhaling the sweetness of his musky smell. I let my hand slide to the inside of his lightly furry thigh and rest it there as I flicked my tongue across the wet spot that was suddenly appearing at the edge of the elastic. A sweetness like none other I had tasted from a man's liquid crossing my lips settled on my tongue...almost like finding the center of a Tootsie Pop. It was a drug I couldn't stop myself from enjoying more of.
Throwing caution completely to the wind, I poked a finger under the binding waistband and gently pulled up and then down enough to let Rob's giant knob free. Covered in pre, it's one eye looked straight at me and begged for another lick. I closed my eyes and swirled it into my mouth best I could; savoring the unbelievably sugary sweet juice it offered me. A muffled moan and slight movement from Rob caused me to pull back rapidly. I leaned on my left arm as I intently watched his face for a sign he was still in deep slumber. The slight fluttering of his eye lids suggested he was in REM mode, and I turned my head back just in time to see his right hand move to cover the place my face had been seconds earlier. My disappointment was short lived however; as his hand began to move ever so slowly down the length of his bulge and then up to his fuzzy tummy area. My hand was still laying on the inside of his thigh and I stroked the fur he had there as I replanted my face next to the prize I wanted so badly.
Before I could decide how far to go, fingers were entwining themselves in my hair and pushing my head down. I had no idea if Rob was totally faking it and wide awake; or if he was enjoying what he thought was a dream; but I didn't resist and allowed him to guide my face back to his pulsing rod. Nuzzling the hardness with my cheeks and lips, I worked my fingers inside the waistband and gently peeled his tight underwear down a few inches. What had to be at least 8" of pure manhood popped free and smacked me square on the lips. A second hand had joined the first in my hair as my friend continued pushing my head lower. I moved my hand from his thigh to the base of his tool and held it up above me...admiring both its length and thickness for a long 10 seconds...and just before slipping it between my open lips. Rob's hands held tight as his hips moved upward; forcing a good four inches of his giant cock inside me. I wasn't sure if the moan I heard had come from within me, or from Rob, but it made me greedily take another couple inches until I felt the head bump my tonsils. The hands were still holding me tight as I began to bob on his cock...determined I was going to get all eight inches in me one way or the other. Finally, my gag reflex relaxed and the last two inches slid in as my nose was suddenly against his balls and my chin buried in thick brown pubes. The deep moan that came with that motion was definitely from Rob and his hands gripped tighter as I let my throat muscles do the work on what was filling it.
Suddenly the hands pulled me up and off the throbbing cock and to my friend's face. As one wrapped around my neck and pulled me tight to him, I felt the pursed lips part and a tongue force its way between mine. Our arms interwove as I collapsed onto his warm body and traded spit with him...our tongues battling like swordsmen in a pirate movie. After several minutes of making out like two teenagers in the back seat of a car on a deserted road, our eyes both opened and we stared longingly at each other. Without a word, Rob grabbed my shoulders and rolled me to my back while spinning himself to where his furry thighs were wrapped around my head and his face was buried in my boxers.
I inhaled his massive tool once again as I felt his hands yanking my boxers down. A warm hand cupped my balls and squeezed as I felt the telltale moistness of a mouth taking my cock. I moaned as deeply as possible with an oversized rod humping my mouth. Rob had a lip lock on me and was sucking like he was trying to get a golf ball thru a garden hose. I began humping my hips up into his pistoning jaws...trying to match the furor of the face fucking he was giving me as we sixty-nined. Even with all the times I had whacked off in high school...usually to a very similar scene in my mind...this was still far hotter than anything my back-then-virgin-mind had come up with.
Just as I felt my balls tighten, Rob began pumping into me even faster and harder making it impossible to tell him how close I was to cumming. I hoped my own hips pushing upward gave him a clue and my lips latched tightly to him as he continued to bury his rod in my throat with every thrust. I quickly used the slobber that was covering my lips and chin to soak a middle finger and rubbed it against his boy flower. I gently pushed the tip inside and heard a muffled moan come from him as he roughly rubbed my loaded balls and refused to let my dick from between his lips...sucking with even more passion than before.
Just as I felt a full day's buildup of boy juice start up my shaft, I pushed my finger all the way inside my friend. He cried out but still managed to keep a vise-like grip on my tool while driving his flesh stick deeper in me than it had been yet. My whole body tightened as I felt the first giant wad soak my throat and my own cock exploding inside Rob's mouth. He took my first shot fully and then pulled back; replacing his lips with his hand and pumping me quickly as his next one splattered my tonsils. I exploded at least four more times in his hand as he dumped what seemed like a quart of his sweet milk across my tongue in three quick bursts. I felt him pull one more time on me...coaxing that last bit out, as his final rope dribbled across my face.
In one rapid motion, Rob spun around again and plastered himself on top of me...my cum covering his stomach and chest and now squishing between us. I looked up at him, not at all sure of exactly how he may take what just happened. He stared back deep into my questioning eyes and ran his cum dripping hand into my hair before pasting his lips to mine and kissing me more passionately than any other man ever had. We stayed like that for several minutes...trading our own juices with each other yet again...before he rolled to his side and smiled.
I smiled back and quietly asked while stroking his chest "How long have you been holding that back, Rob?"
