You told me you are mostly straight. So when I saw you walking down the sidewalk towards my house I thought, if this is the mostly straight guy, then I am going to paradise, today!
And when you turned onto my walkway, and I stood on the threshold of my door, watching you approach, I felt that familiar twitch in my jeans, the instant reaction of a cock about to be very happy.
You bounded up my stairs, with me watching from behind the hot hardness of your buttocks tightly packed in your blue jeans, the muscles of your legs visible through the denim. Your broad shoulders and the capital letter "V" as your body descended to your waist. You moved with a gracefulness that struck me as odd considering your small tightly compacted and muscled body.
And when I stood before you, towering over you, looking into your narrow face, those deeply dark brown eyes, that perfectly combed dark brown hair, the Romanesque nose line, the full and pink lips, I heard you breathe. A small, tiny breath escaping your lungs as I took you into my arms, wrapping them around you, pulling you close to my older and more calmed chest, you leaned into me, burying your face in the nook of my shoulder between my neck and collar bone. I felt your rapid breath on my neck, and I stroked your back, feeling the tension slowly ease, as my hands moved up and down your spine, caressing you into calm. I felt you tremble when I pulled back from you and took your square jaw into the cup of my hand, raised your face to mine, and slowly bent my head down to kiss you. You trembled so much that I feared you would run away! But you surprised me, and I think you surprised yourself, too, and you stayed, and returned the deep kiss, the passion rising in both of us, as our tongues tentatively touched, then with greater need from both of us, we pressed our lips closer and I sucked on your tongue, pulling it into my mouth. I wanted nothing less than to consume you! I wanted all of you. I wanted to let my tongue roam your body, to savour every inch of you. And at that point, I think you wanted me to do just that, too! You returned my kiss as if demanding that I consume you, begging me to devour the "you" that was mostly straight, and make you mostly mine!
I lifted your t-shirt, running my hands over your torso, feeling the perky nipples, searched your body with my fingertips, and plunged down into the back of your jeans waist line, feeling the round curve of your ass, hard and full in my hands. I felt you pull me closer to you; I felt the hardness of your cock as it stiffened against me. I heard you moan while my hands sought out the buckle of your belt, loosened it, and unzipped your jeans. And I heard your sigh as I took hold of your hard thick cock, while pushing your jeans down with my other hand revealing the mound of your ass.
You bent down before me, undid my pants button, unzipped me, and you kissed the thickness of my cock as it responded to your touch. I felt your mouth quiver as you took me into your mouth, your wet lips warm and parting around my cock, my cockhead teased by the tip of your tongue. My mostly straight friend, you were so hungry for my cock! All seven inches you sucked into your mouth, burying your face in my groin, pressing your delicate nose into the stubble of my pubic hairs. I felt my thick cock swell in your mouth; I felt your tonsils dance as my cockhead teased them.
I reached under your arms and pulled you upright, kissing your mouth again, and deeper this time I sucked on your breath. I did my best to inhale you. I lifted your t-shirt, and hoisted you up over my shoulders so that you were half dangling over my back, and half dangling over my chest. As I walked up the stairs to my bedroom, I tugged at your jeans, pulling them off your legs and flung them away from us. I lowered you down onto my bed, and stood back to look at your naked body. I was enthralled! You wore on your cock a rubbery looking contraption; it encased your cock and seemed to imprison your balls in a mask of impenetrable rubber. Your balls looked painfully bloated, and pre cum oozed from the slit in the cockhead of this odd mask. You looked up at me, your eyes both happy and fearful; I think that I might reject you.
But the beauty of your pale flesh, the creamy look of your trembling flesh as I touched your encased balls told me to bring you closer. I turned you to lengthwise on my bed and descended upon you like an eagle going in for its prey. We kissed some more, deep and passionately, and I kissed your neck and teased your earlobes and my hands wandered the full length of your naked body, feeling all of you that I could as I slowly slid down the length of your slender and muscled body, my tongue wet and warm exploring you as lower and lower I moved along you until I was peering at your balls. I licked every inch of your balls, feeling them get harder and fill with cum. I pushed my tongue into the crease of your inner thigh and hip, lapping at the scent of your musk. You squirmed, you moaned, you rested your hands on the top of my head, trying to direct my tongue, but I shook away your hands, knowing exactly what I was doing, what I was going to do, and knowing that you would definitely approve! And approve you did with volumes of pre-cum leaking and wetting my sheets! The veins in your balls, encased in the unforgiving rubber cage, bulged and strained against their boundaries.
When I lifted your legs above my head and when my tongue darted at your ass, flickering like a wet flame in the opened crevice, you quivered! Your whole body literally was covered in goose bumps! I felt then rise under my hands as I supported your buttocks above the bed, like buttresses supporting a bridge. I lapped at your hole, I played around it, swirling my tongue along the inner sides, only a half inch from your gateway, swirling and twirling my tongue round and down always getting closer but not quite there, I felt you tense up waiting for something you have never felt before. With a final lap between the bottom of your balls, my tongue stroked downward, wetted by my mouth as I slid over your gateway, and back up again, then hovered over your tiny pink rose my breath warm on it, I plied your buttocks further apart with my fingers, and spat into the smallest of apertures and quickly followed it with my tongue, pushing hard at the gateway, feeling you relax and want me to go in, it opened just enough for the tip of my tongue to penetrate you. Hundreds of goose bumps rose all over your body, and I heard you groan and suck in air as your body reacted long before your mind had caught up!
"Ohhhh,' you groaned, "I thought I was here to service you!"
"You will, but for now you need this little bit of attention from me." All the while my cock dripped precious pre-cum, I could felt the ooze against my inner thigh wet and sticky.
When done making you quiver like jello, I stood up and ordered you to change places with me. You looked uncertain, but then I kissed you again, and promised that you would enjoy this, and brought your ass down over my face, and said to you, "Suck my cock, boy!" in such a harsh and uncompromising voice that you immediately went down on it, opening your mouth and taking all of its hard thick 7 inches in you. I heard you gag, I heard you choke, and I was a little bit sympathetic, but had your freshly moistened hole in front of me, begging to be tongue fucked, again!
It was not long after you buried your face in my groin that I shot my thick load of cum in your impaled mouth. You gagged, and lifted your head so fast in shock that the second load shot up and splashed your lips and under your nose!
You, my mostly straight guy, then collapsed into the bed. I turned you on your side, and spooned against your back, caressing your body, and pulled the duvet up and over us. We dozed like that for an hour, and at first you seemed reluctant to be held by a man, but as we fell into a little sleep, I felt you tuck your hand inside of mine and pull my arm closer to your chest. I listened to your breathing, and realized that you were not quite asleep, but that there was something working on your mind.
I asked you in a whisper if you were okay, and you replied, "I have never been kissed by a man in that way."
"Does it upset you?" I asked.
"Surprisingly, no." you whispered back, and you turned your body to me, and nestled your head into my shoulder and chest, and played with my chest hairs, and I wrapped my arm over you, pulling the duvet up closer, and we snuggled and cuddled together for another hour. You told me about your classes, your studies, and your work. I think we both felt an intimacy that neither of us expected to feel. It felt so good to have you there beside me, resting your weary mind and soul. I wanted to make love to you. I wanted you to feel me inside of you, not just my tongue but all of me in you. But you, my dear mostly straight guy, you, need to make that decision. And so, before we parted ways I told you over and over how much you will always be welcomed at my place. I hope if you read this, you will know that I meant every word of it.