Gabe: "Hello"
Sean: "What are you doing?"
Gabe: "Not much, just got up and was planning on calling you."
Sean: "Why don't you come up so we can hang out?"
Gabe: "Are you going to pass out and leave me sitting at the gate or will I actually see you?"
Sean: "Don't be a bitch. See you in an hour."
Sean hung up.
Typical. Even when I felt like I had the upper hand he took back control. Its like he knew that I planned to call and wanted to let me know that it wasn't happening.
I got in my car and headed up to his place. Took about an hour and I pulled up to the gate. I called him from the callbox and held my breath. Would he answer? Almost immediately. He didn't say anything but buzzed me in. I drove and parked outside his apartment, getting out quickly and walking up the stairs to the second floor. Before I could knock he opened the door. There he was. A shit eating grin on his face wearing a t-shirt and basketball shorts. The grin turned to a smile and he opened his arms for a hug. I guess we're doing that. I gave him a quick hug and then pushed him out of the way to head to the couch. He closed the door behind me and sat down on the opposite side of the couch. Both of us staring at the tv but I could feel him glancing over at me. He was trying to read me. What felt like minutes was probably only seconds. He looked over and started talking. He didn't say much but apologized for passing out. He was a dick and he was sorry. It would never happen again and he would make it up to me.
I stared back at him wanting to be angry but I couldn't. I had such a crush it didn't matter what he said. It didn't matter how he treated me. I looked back at him trying to keep a straight face but I smiled. The whole conversation I prepared in my head was gone. At that moment I wanted his dick, not a conversation about feelings. I was hungry.
We sat in silence as he waited for a response. No response mattered. I figured the next best thing was to show him how much I cared. For the first time in my life, I got up off the couch and crawled between his legs. Both of us never saying anything. I was boss. Years and years of him leading and controlling, it was my turn. I realized in all the years I never saw him soft. He always initiated with me and by the time I asked to suck him off, he was hard as a rock leaking precum. I got between his legs and split them apart. I reached out and put my hand on his waist. He wasn't wearing boxers, clearly prepared for what was going to happen. He just kind of sat there. I needed him to lift his ass up so I could pull down his shorts but he just sat there staring at me. Finally I spoke. "I have never seen you soft. Every single time we hook up you start with me and you're hard by the time I get to you. Its my turn to see you soft." So much in that 1 sentence. We never categorized what we did as hooking up. We never talked about dick. We never spoke about what we did. I was in control.
Without saying anything, and giving a little smirk, he lifted his ass and let me pull down his shorts. I took them off him and looked at the prize. I realized in that moment how badly I wanted to see him soft. He didn't trim for the occasion. I generally had more of a bush than he did but the way he was sitting it looked thick. His legs were together and his nuts were squeezed up. His dick laying sideways over his nuts into his bush. He's not very big but the way he was sitting he looked super small. I don't think he looked more than 1-1.5" soft. Was that why he never wanted me to see him soft? Didn't matter, I like small dick and I was in control.
I grabbed hold of his dick and lifted it up, staring at the pee slit. I inspected his dick like I'd never seen it before. As I played with it in my hand I went down and inhaled. His smell was intoxicating. It was clear he showered before I got there but it wasn't enough to cover just the right amount to get me immediately hard. I adjusted my dick in my boxers and he sternly told me no. He thought I was going to start jacking off and he wanted me to wait. Apparently it was ok that he would regularly jack off while sucking my dick, but I wasn't allowed to touch mine. I was in control or at least I kept telling myself that, but it didn't matter. I didn't want to touch my dick, that was for him. I wanted his dick.
He got harder and harder and his head and pee slit were staring back at me. It almost looked like it was telling me "lick me, suck me". So as any good friend, I did what it asked. I took him in my mouth. I started by licking his head. First the underside from the base to the slit. He tasted so good. After licking up the shaft I put just his head between my lips, closing them tight and sucking in. His body jerked and I looked up and he had a smile. He told me to do it again. So I did it again. And then again. Each time using my lips to suck down tight while using my tongue to massage his pee slit. I could taste the precum oozing out of his slit. I took him out of my mouth, wiped away some of the precum and then put him fully in my mouth. I could feel him in the back of my throat as I got used to his dick in my mouth. I felt his hand on the back of my head. He wasn't forcing but guiding. When he wanted it slow he would put a little weight and hold me down. When he wanted it fast he would almost remove his hand from my head. After a few minutes of sucking on his dick he pulled out. I looked up at him and he shook his head. That meant he was about to nut and he didn't want this session to end. It always drove me crazy how quickly he would finish when I had him in my mouth. It regularly took me 15-20 minutes before I would get close but he would go in minutes. Was it me or was he just a horny perv? He stood up with his t-shirt still on and his dick pointing up and grabbed my hand. He put me on the sofa and tore off my shorts. I had boxers on under and when he pulled them both off my dick slapped back. My body kind of jerked. It hurt. I was so hard. He wrapped his hand around my throbbing dick and started jacking me off. Within seconds he was jacking off himself. I swatted his hand away from his own dick and before long saw he went back to it. He was jacking both of us. I told him to stop, I wasn't done with him. He listened. He got onto the floor and spread open my legs. I then felt the warmth of his mouth. He started sucking, taking me all the way. I am bigger and thicker and he started gagging. He took me out of his mouth to catch his breath and when I looked down, I saw a tear in his eye. Before long I was back in his mouth and he was sucking me long and hard. He never seemed to come up for air. As time went on I wanted to get back on his dick and tried to pull out. He wouldn't let go. His tongue wrapping around my dick with my head hitting the back of his throat. It felt so good. My entire body was tingling and felt like it was on fire. This was the most intense it had ever been. Obviously he wasn't going to let me get back on his dick but I needed a turn. I pushed him back hard and pulled out of his mouth. He looked up at me and was about to get pissed but I stood up, grabbed his hand and took him to the middle of the room. Away from the coffee table.
I laid down on the floor and patted next to me. He knew what that meant. He got on the carpet and laid in the opposite direction. His dick in my face and my dick in his face. We both went to work. I put him in my mouth and never took him out, mastering breathing through my nose. He did the same. I put his balls in my mouth hoping he would put mine in his but no such luck. I'd suck on his balls and then put his dick back in my mouth, rotating back and forth. I grabbed onto his ass, squeezing it, inching my fingers closer to his hole but never getting close. He never stopped me but I knew not to go any further. He never grabbed my ass or went for my hole. We got into our routine and lasted a long time. Both of us stopping at points to take a breath and edge a little longer. We didn't want this to end. After about 30 minutes it was time, we both couldn't take it any longer. I got close first and let him know I was going to finish. He took me out of his mouth and jacked me off. I don't know if I ever came that much in my life. It was the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. Sweating, hot and breathing heavily, I just laid there for a minute. Sean still had my dick and cum in his hand. While I was calming down, he got up and went to the kitchen, out of eye sight. Here we go, I still don't get to see him nut. I heard some grunts and then watched as he grabbed a paper towel. He cleaned up and walked over to grab his basketball shorts, then disappeared into his bedroom. I stayed on the floor, naked, my dick softening. I just wasn't ready to get up. Sean came back into the room and saw me naked on the floor and walked past me. I wouldn't describe it as a look of anger but it was certainly not a smile. Mood changed. How could he flip from animalistic instincts to disgust within seconds of getting off. Its like he wanted me so badly but then was angry with himself for giving in. Unhappy with who he was versus who he wanted or thought he should be. I got up and grabbed my boxers and shorts and put them on. Sean staring at the tv. I sat down on the couch and looked straight ahead. Now was the time to talk. We needed to address the elephant in the room but how would he take it? Clearly he was no longer in the mood. I needed to say what needed to be said and should've said it before I had his dick in my mouth but the urge got the best of me.
Gabe: "Sean"
Sean: "Ya"
Gabe: "Can we talk for a second?"
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