1. Best Friend Carl

    Date: 4/15/2018, Categories: Gay, Author: mranonymous7, Source: LushStories

    My first blow job was in the summer before my senior in High School while I was on a camping trip with my best friend Carl. We were camping out in the woods near his house. At eighteen, Carl wasn't tall, only about five-foot eight, nor was he big-shouldered, but he was well proportioned. He had strong shoulders and arms, green eyes, light brown curly hair, and a wide, firm mouth. And I in contrast am five-foot five, small framed, with blackish hair, and not much body hair though. Carl got his uncle to get us a six-pack of Coors. After drinking it, we were buzzed and he suggested we compare our cocks. His was about four inches long soft and with two massive balls pushing it up and out. All around the base of his cut cock grew a ticket clump of black curly pubic hair. Mine on the other hand, was a little nubbin of a thing. It was so small that it caused him to smile. He came over to me and gently forced my head down into his lap. Suddenly I was face to face with his reddish/purple head. I frozen, wondering how I got to this point, when my gaze fell on the slit in the tip of his head. I got all tingly and wanted to see if it was real. I tentatively reached out and wrapped my fingers around his now hard, throbbing cock. It was definitely real. It was warm and soft to touch, yet hard in my grip. It was the first time I ever touched a cock that wasn’t mine. I sat there, staring at the cock in my hand, not really thinking of anything but seeing what it looked like. In a slight daze ... I began gently caressing it, rubbing the shaft and moving down to caress his balls. I can tell Carl enjoyed my touch because he arched his back, pushing himself against me. I could feel his erection growing in my hand. Submissively I kneel in front of him and plant a kiss on the tip of his hard throbbing cock and then run my tongue all over the head. I slowly move down his shaft and gently kiss his balls, licking them, running my face over them, and then sucking one at a time every so softly. I could hear him moan, as he runs his fingers through my hair and as I sucked him into my mouth. I could taste the saltiness of it. Then I took the head out of my mouth and run my tongue under it, circling, licking and then sucking him back into my mouth. Instinctively, I started bobbing my head, rhythmically move my mouth up and down his shaft. I could feel his excitement grow as I gently suck him and my hand caressed his balls. I sucked faster and faster until with a powerful moan I felt him tense up and then he was cumming. The taste wasn't exactly what I expected. I thought maybe it would have a sweet taste I guess. The salty flavor of his cum burned on my tongue as I swallowed it down. I felt his cock pulse in my mouth for a couple of squirts and then he pulled out and squirted all over my face and in my hair. The first shot hit me just below the right eye, but I couldn't pull back because Carl was holding my head. The second shot followed pretty quickly after that and got me right ...