I let him do it. I let him touch my cock. I suppose I gave in for my cravings to want to cum no matter what the cost even though I had no desire for him any person of my sex whatsoever. I laid on my back and let him have his way with me. It’s not like he was a stranger.
He began gently stroking me. Long, soft strokes with the tip of his finger up and down my shaft. It seemed very surreal that my best friend was stroking my cock. He noticed that there was pre-cum easing from its tip. He leaned his head down and took it away with his tongue gently then slid it all the way to the bottom and back up to the top before taking it all the way in his mouth.
It was a warm and wet. This was the first time anyone other than myself was handling my cock. He worked it so well, it felt so good even though it was awkward that my best guy friend was going down on me. I’d be lying if I told you I wasn’t enjoying it. My virgin cock was so sensitive which made the juices from his mouth feel almost unbearable. The twisting of his tongue around and underneath the head made me feel ecstatic.
Even though he must have felt it stiffen up even harder right before I was about to explode and even though I told him I was going to shoot my load, he just kept slurping on my cock faster and faster.