I have this friend, let’s call him Tim. He was one of the first people I met when I started university, and before long we were both part of a close group of friends. Right from the beginning, there was always a bit of an attraction between the two of us. In fact, at a Halloween party in our first year, we got drunk, made out a bit, and ended up back in his room. At the time, however, I was young and inexperienced and had recently broken up with my high school boyfriend, so when his hands started drifting below the waist, I panicked and made an excuse to leave.
We never really discussed what happened that night, and before long we both started dating other people. Tim and I remained close friends, though, and were always very flirtatious. There was a lot of cuddling, special nicknames, suggestive eyebrow-raising, that sort of thing. It probably didn’t help that our friend group was prone to making a lot of sexual jokes and innuendos. Not to mention that most of the guys, and some of the girls, tended to take their clothes off when they were drunk. There were several parties where it seemed like everyone was just couple drinks short of starting an orgy.
At one such party, I spent part of the night grinding with Tim, who was stripped down to his boxers, and when I was leaving the party, he begged me to stay and spend the night with him. I had to remind him that he had a girlfriend, at which point he just changed to begging me for a threesome.
So that was the kind of friendship we had, but nothing had ever happened between us.
About five years after we first met, there was one summer where I didn’t end up finding a summer job right away. I always thought there were so many things I would do if I had that kind of free time, but instead I just found myself bored out of my mind all the time.
Most of my friends were either working or away for the summer, except Tim, who also hadn’t found a job yet. So the two of us ended up hanging out alone a lot more than usual.
One night I was over at his place to watch a movie. His roommates were hanging out in the living room, so we set up in his room, which meant we watched the movie lying on his bed. We talked and laughed our way through the movie, and then carried on talking after it was over. I was lying on my back while Tim was on his side next to me, propped up on his elbow. Eventually, the conversation died down, and I was starting to think about calling it a night. Before I did, Tim leaned in and kissed me.
Instinctively, I kissed back, and Tim rolled over a bit until he was partially on top of me and brought his hand to my hip. At that point, I came to my senses and broke off the kiss. I was nervous about what this would do to our friendship. Tim didn’t think it would be a problem, but I didn’t want to rush into anything, and he didn’t press the issue. I went home not long after that.
A few weeks later, we got together for another movie, this time at my place. We settled in on the couch. Once again, after the movie, we were sitting around talking. Tim had his arm around me, and I was leaning against him. And once again, after a while, he went in for the kiss. This time I’d had a little more time to come to terms with things, and an extra two weeks of boredom driving me to look for distractions, so I went with it.
I sat up into a better position to kiss him back, and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I moaned a bit and deepened the kiss, reaching up to wrap an arm around him. He ran his hands up and down my sides, sending shivers through me every time he brushed the sides of my boobs.
After a few minutes of this, I moved so that I was straddling him and we carried on kissing. He felt up my ass for a while, then worked his hands under my shirt and up to my boobs. He palmed them both, gently massaging them with his hands for a minute, before starting to pinch my nipples and roll them between his fingers. I broke away from our kiss, gasping, and began to grind my hips against his, feeling his growing bulge underneath me.
Since we’d stopped kissing, Tim decided to put his mouth to good use elsewhere. He lifted my shirt and bra enough to suck on one nipple while he continued to play with the other one. The feel of his tongue swirling around me just made me grind even harder against his cock.
After a few minutes, Tim removed his mouth from my nipple and went back to kissing instead. He let my shirt drop back down but kept playing with my tits.
It was pretty late, and all my roommates were upstairs in their rooms, but we weren’t sure if they were asleep or not, so we didn’t want to take any clothes off in case they came downstairs. The living room was right next to the stairs and had a huge arched doorway, so if they did come down they would definitely see us. I was nervous knowing that someone could walk in on us any time, but it also made the whole thing a little more exciting.
After a little more kissing, I decided it was time to move things along. I climbed off Tim’s lap and slid to the floor between his legs. I unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans, and he shifted them down just enough to pull his cock out of his boxers. I was surprised to see that it was massive. No longer than any others I’ve seen, but thick, easily three inches or more in diameter. I stared at it in appreciation as I lifted my hands to his knees, running them up and down his thighs while I worshipped his dick with my eyes.
I finally stopped teasing and made my way to his crotch. I placed a few playful kisses around the base of his cock, then licked all the way up it in one long stroke from the base to the tip. I swirled my tongue around his head a few times before pushing my lips down over it.
I focused on the head for a few minutes, licking and sucking up his precum, before starting to take more and more of it into my mouth. It was so big there was no way I could take the whole thing, but I pushed it as far as I could, then wrapped my hand around the rest, starting to slowly pump the bottom while I settled into a rhythm of bobbing my head up and down. I reached up with my other hand to adjust his pants and boxers until I had access to his balls, and cupped them in my hand, lightly massaging them.
By this time, Tim was groaning a bit and thrusting his hips up to meet me, forcing more of his cock into my mouth. It was incredibly hot, and I moaned with him in my mouth, which just drove him even crazier. He started running his hands through my hair, then held his hands to the back of my head to keep me in position.
I kept on bobbing and sucking on his massive cock, swirling my tongue around his head on the upstroke. After a while longer, I heard his voice, softly: “I’m going to come.” I hummed my acknowledgement, and that drove him over the edge. My mouth filled with a huge load of cum. I swallowed it down and continued to stroke him and play with his balls until he stopped spurting. When he finished, I finally took his cock from my mouth, and licked it to get the last of the cum that had dribbled out before I could swallow.
We were both pretty tired at that point, so he cleaned himself up a bit and went home. That was our only sexual encounter that summer, but the next winter he had a chance to repay the favour…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4j8i7j/the_time_i_sucked_my_friends_dick_out_of_sheer
Well written, would appreciate more :)