Billy Bob Gets his Dick sucked
Before he could say anything I hopped out of the car and quickly went around to open his door. He was trying to put his cock back in his pants but I was having none of that. I reached in and grabbed him by his cock and lead him the roughly thirty feet to his front door. It’s a good thing it was so late at night...and he didn't protest.
I’d been to his place many times and knew the way so we both made a mad dash for his bedroom. I was unbuttoning, unsnapping, unzipping and pulling his clothes off as fast as I could. In no time I had him nude, lit by the street light shining through curtains. He was rock hard and I could see streaming pre-cum shining on his cockhead before I took it in my hand. Finally able to see his whole cock and giving it a good look.
Weak kneeded, Billy Bob dropped down onto the edge of the bed and looked at me longingly so I smiled and said, “Say it.”
I hadn't finish saying, ‘it’ before he said, “Suck my cock! Suck my cock! Please, suck my cock!”
“That’s better,” I said as I went to my knees and took his cock into my mouth. Uuuuuuuummmm...it was so nice...so hard outside yet the skin so soft on the outside. I could hear him breathing heavily as I worked my mouth and tongue up and down and around his thick shaft.
Billy Bob moaned and then said, “Fuck...if I’d only known about this…about you...before…”
I stopped sucking and asked, “Yeah. What if you had?”
“I think, maybe, we'd have been doing this a long time ago?” he said as he pulled my mouth back on his cock. As my lips closed around his shaft he grunted, “Oh well it doesn't matter now, anyway, I guess? Oh fuck that feels so fucking good.”
I went to work on his cock licking and bobbing my mouth up and down his thick shaft for the next several minutes, backing off when I thought Billy Bob might be getting close to cumming. I wanted his cum in my mouth but not just yet.
“You like this?” I asked my mouth still on his cock, his pre-cum a steady flow into my mouth. “No regrets so far?”
“Fuck, yeah, I like it.” Then a pause and he added, “In all seriousness, you suck better then my girlfriend does. Honestly. Oh fuck that feels good.” I knew his girlfriend and she was known in certain circles for her blowjobs. She'd even blown me years ago. So that was pretty high praise, indeed.
I have no idea how long I sucked Billy Bob’s cock and didn't care. Big, thick, and juicy...it felt and tasted great. But now I wanted his cum and I knew how to get it because I’d felt his reactions to the different things I’d done and what got him close. Clamping my lips tighter, I applied all my focus to getting his hot load of cum. Within a minute I felt his hips were rocking and his balls slapping against my chin as his cock fucked my mouth.
As his breathing got deeper and deeper Billy Bob put his hands on my head and grunted, “I’m gonna cum if you keep that up.”
Without stopping I said, around his cock, “I know. Give it to me.”
I barely heard him grunt, “Really?” I just nodded my head as I kept sucking, licking and stroking his throbbing cock. “Are you sure...I cum a lot and I mean a lot.”
I looked up at him and nodded, I tightened my lips around his shaft and increased the pressure of my mouth on his cock. He leaned back on the bed and started moaning, “Uuuuuuugh,” and pumping his hips at my face, fucking my mouth. “Oh fuck…I’m gonna...I’m…Oh fuck...I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Oh fuck, your mouth feels so fucking good. Oh fuck yeah. Oh my fucking god I’m cumming its here.”
Billy Bob was right, his load was huge and hot and delicious. As it filled my mouth I put the tip of my tongue into his pee-slit so I could feel every drop shoot into my mouth, savoring it, “mmmmmm," before swallowing it down.
When he finally stopped cumming I sat back on my heels and we looked at each other for a couple of seconds. “We still OK?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he said, leaning back on his bed, “I think so. That was…wow!”
“Thanks,” I said proud of my cocksucking abilities. The clock showed I’d been sucking him for over half an hour. It seemed like I’d been sucking him longer, yet time passed far too quickly at the same time. “I have to get home. I’m going to be paying for staying up this late in class tomorrow, when I wake up in, shit, a few short hours,” I said as I got up and left, leaving him to think over what happened.
When I finally saw Billy Bob the next day I wasn't sure how it was going to go. On the quad he walked over to where I was standing and said, “Hi.” and then motioned for me to follow him over to a more private area where we wouldn't be overheard. “About last night...” he stammered. But, he didn't have that look that, “Ugh oh, here comes the bad news,” look on his face. Out of ear shot, he continued, “Last night was fucking hot. I’ve been thinking about it all morning. Hell, I jacked off twice thinking about it since you left last night,” Billy Bob laughed.
“You liked it that much, huh?” I asked, grinning like a possum eating shit (don’t ask...it’s a southern thing).
“Oh shit man...you have no fucking idea.” Then he got really quiet, like it was all catching up to him. But he didn't have the bad news vibe to him, so that was good. At least I hoped it was. I motioned for him to start walking with me, so we didn't attract attention and to get away from any ears that might overhear us.
“Now tell me,” I said.
“I was wondering if you…If we… can we do it again and soon?” he asked almost shyly.
“Do what again?” I teased.
“I want you to suck my cock again. See...I learned from last night: Just say it...right?” he beamed proud that he’d learned.
“Yep,” I laughed. “I like a guy that’s direct about wanting me to suck his cock.”
“Buddy...shut up.” Then he looked at me, afraid he’d offended me. “I just mean if you say that I’m gonna get a erection again, and there’s people around.” Then he let out a little laugh as he realized we had walked well away from the main campus, to the far edge of a parking lot where students parked their.
“I want you to suck my cock again. Oh shit fuck...I’m getting an erection on again,” Billy Bob said while trying to shift it around in his pants to find some relief. "Oh well...fuck it. Anyway, can you come over tonight?” I nodded as we continued walking down a well worn path that went from the parking lot about 100 yards through some woods to the back side of a convenience store. Then he started talking again. “I don’t really want to do anything to you, OK? But that blowjob was incredible.” Smiling, I nodded again. “So, if you’re Ok with that?”
I cut him off gently, “All you have to do is let me know and be cool about it all and we’re still friends. Okay?” He nodded. “Now,” I continued “What time would you like me over?”
Billy Bob thought a minute then said, “Oh, maybe about the time we usually head out, around ten or eleven?”
“Pick a time...ten or eleven.”
He thought. “Ten. The more time we have the better.”
“Good,” I said. “Then leave your door open and be naked on your bed and waiting for me.”
He looked sceptical as he said, “Are you serious? Yeah. I can do that. Ten, right?” I nodded.
By this time we’d walked a good ways way from anyone. Far enough away that I reached over and lightly rubbed his cock through his pants.
“What the? Oh fuck,” he stammered as he glanced around nervously for anyone that might see, but I’m not that indiscreet or stupid enough to let that happen. I didn’t keep rubbing, either just enough to let him know I wanted it and to make him want my mouth more. “You’re going to get me so worked up I’ll have to jack off again!”
“Don’t you dare,” I said. “I want as much cum as I can get when I come over tonight.”
Billy Bob looked at me for a couple moments, “You’re serious, aren't you?” I nodded and made a motion for him to look down. Once I saw that he was looking at my crotch I pulled my shorts up enough that he could see my hard cock once again sliding out the leg hole. “I guess so. Jesus, buddy ten’s not going to get here soon enough you better make it eight.”
Then I told him, “Eight...OK. Door unlocked and you on the bed naked.” Then, just to tease him, I told him that if I didn't have to get somewhere in a few minutes I'd suck his cock right there in the woods if he was up for it.
"Shit, man! You're killing me here," he said, trying to make his hard cock more comfortable in his jeans once more. "I'm going to tell my girlfriend I can't make it out to her place tonight."
When I got there Billy Bob was naked but he wasn’t lying on the bed, he was sitting on the edge playing with himself. He didn't notice me enter the room so I just watched him for a couple of minutes while he played with himself. Then I crawled in closer and took him in my mouth all of a sudden. He kinda jumped until he saw it was me and then he just laid back and let my mouth work its magic.
Excited, Billy Bob stood up but I followed him and continued my sucking. With a grunt, he said, “I’m gonna cum faggot, where do you want it?”
Surprised but liking his aggressive talk, I just continued sucking and stroking until I felt the first spurt of cum hit in my mouth. Then he backed off and he started jacking off. He shot a huge amount of cum on my face and in my hair. It was a feeling I won't ever forget. He just stood there rubbing his cock on my face smearing his cum all over. I was still feeling horny as hell so I cleaned it all off of his cock with my mouth.
Actually, it never felt awkward beyond that talk the next day, and that was over in a matter of minutes. We managed to compartmentalize the friend part from the sex part and nothing changed. Out of the bedroom Billy Bob never once overstepped his bounds, or made demands, nor anything negative.
We already saw each other as friends virtually every day at college and hung out as friend in general anyway. The sex part was just an added bonus. I didn't suck Billy Bob’s cock every day but some days I did suck his cock at least twice and I think a few times I sucked him off 3 or 4 times in one day.