Suddenly Sucking Steven

If you had said I'd be on my knees unbuckling my best friend's pants, I would have laughed in your face. If you said that I would be sucking his cock, I would have punched you. But I sucked a guy and I liked it.

Long story short, Steve and I have been friends for years. We grew up together and now were room mates in college. He and I knew each other extremely well, every like and dislike, every girl we dated and fucked, every secret. 

I loved Steve like a brother. We were always there for one another. So when He came in to the apartment close to tears over his break up with long time girlfriend Tanya, I was there for him.

Fast forward two or more hours of tears, curses, beer and a joint, I had got him close to laughing. So when he came back from taking a piss, I jumped up and fell to my knees in front of him and pretended I was a old girl friend of his. He told me once that she gave the worst head. So I played up on that a bit. I started fumbling with his belt, which got him laughing. I unbuttoned his pants. He laughed harder. So, I unzipped his pants, and started to lower them, when he said. 

"Hey man, don't," Wouldn't any straight guy.

But for some reason I didn't want to stop because, hidden behind the fabric of his underwear and only inches from my face was my best friends cock. The outline showed he was cut, hung and he was growing. Steven was turned on by what I was doing and the stirring of my cock made me realize that I too was turned on. I continued to push his pants down to his ankles.

"Alright, I get the point. There are other girls out there that'll be interested in me. You can stop now,"

I had seen Steve's dick once when we were younger. We had showed our cocks to each other just to compare. His was a bit bigger than mine. I had no interest in it other than that until now. With his pants down, and in just underwear I wanted to see it again.

"Let's compare like we used to," what was I saying?

"We're not kids anymore, Daren."

"Come on," I said as rubbed the inside of his thigh. "It'll be fun". Where I wanted to go with this I had know idea. It was all harmless fun and I didn't want to stop.

"Stop that,"  

"Do you really want me to stop?", I asked, as I moved my hand over his bulge. "You're getting hard. You've got a big dick."

"Stop. No Don't," He tired to move away up his pants were around his ankles. 

I  grabbed his hand to stop him from falling.

"Just let me rub it a little. You'll get bigger and win for sure," I said as rubbed his cock through his underwear. 

What the fuck was I doing? I didn't know what I wanted to do, too many thoughts were swimming in my brain. But again, at that moment, I knew I didn't want to stop.

"We shouldn't do this. We're not gay."

"I don't want to kiss you," I said, as he and I were getting harder. "I'm just curious about what this feels like. Think of it like I'm just making a friend feel better," 

I didn't know what the fuck I was taking about. I didn't know what I was going to do next. But again, I didn't want to stop. "Step out of your jeans," 

"What do you want to do?"

"Can I take your..." I was about to say, take off your underwear, but I decided to just to do it so he couldn't say no. His cock sprang forth nearly hitting me in the face. It was cut, about seven inches, had good girth and not too many veins. There was a thick patch of pubic hair covering a nice set hanging balls. It was still bigger than mine, but not by much. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked.

I wasn't sure. "I think so. Do you?"

"I don't know. No, I mean it feels good. But I'm not gay." 

"Neither am I," I said as I wrapped my hand around his cock. It felt heavy in my hand and was warm to the touch. I stroked it a bit. I wasn't going to do any more and was about to call it off when Steven's cock twitched in my hand. 

"That was cool," I said. I was causing his hardening cock to throb. I was giving my best friend pleasure, he was responding to my touch. He was growing because of me.

"What,"

"Your cock twitched in my hand,"

"I feels good, oh course it's going to twitch,"

I was fascinated, Steve's cock was fully erect and I was holding it. Stroking it. Squeezing it. I noticed his musk in the air. I inched my face ever-so-closer to smell his crotch with more depth. It wasn't pussy, but it wasn't unpleasant. 

"Shit man, really. What are you doing?"

You smell goo," I said. Then I licked a small portion of his shaft. Just a inch or so. It tasted salty and warm. 

"Ah, come on. we have to stop," he said but he didn't move away from me. 

There was no going back now. I licked him more. Up and down his shaft my tongue trailed over his cock from the base to the lip under it's head. I even licked his balls but didn't like the hairiness. I held his cock in my palm and feverishly licked it like I would a pussy. 

"That feels really good, man," he said with a little moan.

I had not yet licked his cock head so I began flicking my tongue over it and up the slit. There was a tiny drop of precum but the taste was lost from the salt of his sweat. He pushed himself forward into my mouth. I clamped my lips around his shaft and began giving Steve, my best friend ever the best blow job I could. 

My head bobbed up and down on his cock as I jerked him with my thumb and three fingers. Steve was loving it, his moans had increased and put his hands on the back of my head not wanting me to stop. I was loving it too. It was a truly weird and wonderful feeling to have Steve's cock in my mouth. To be on my knees giving him a blow job. It was all I cared about at the moment. I didn't think of it as gay. I thought of it as two guys having a bit of fun. 

"I'm close," he warned.

I was going to pull away and finish him with my hand. But then, I thought, hell if girls can do it then so can I. Besides, I could now taste his precum and I liked it. 

"Daren, I'm cumin.....," was all he could get out when his cock filled my mouth. He grunted with pleasure and shot three or four wads of jizz, coating my mouth. Then pulled away, his cock slowly deflating and dripping onto the floor. 

I licked my lips and swallowed. His cum was like mine but different. Steven was panting, sweating holding his dick. Looking up at him with a smile on my face I reached out with my finger and retrieved a drip of cum from the tip of his dick and quickly placed it on my tongue. He looked at me and quickly turned away, grabbing his clothes and ran into his room. 

"You swallowed my cum!"

I didn't see him for the rest of the night, or the next day. I though I had lost my best friend, then late the next night there was a knock at the door. 

"Daren?"

"Yes."

"Can I come in?'

"Yes."

He came in naked and sporting an erection.