Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2018 07:45:11 -0500
From: Gmail <txkdude71854@gmail.com>
Subject: A friend in need is a friend indeed

I'm very fortunate to have found a buddy who has me to explore my same sex
curiosities with. He's an amazing guy in my eyes.

First let me give you a brief background on how we met. At age 50 I got the
balls, took the plunge and finally transitioned from a world of wondering,
watching and wishing into one where I actually acted on the long pent-up
desires. I had posted a Craigslist ad seeing if there was anyone who wanted
to engage in an "I'll show you mine if you show me yours type of
encounter," to which I had a handful of responses. But only one guy stood
out from the rest...a 36 year old light skinned mixed race dude from a near
by town. He was married stood slightly over 6 foot tall had broad shoulders
and was very muscular. He can be described as ruggedly good looking with
both a huge welcoming smile and prominent black beard.

Back to the story. Early this year, fate put us together one afternoon. I
had recently been laid off from my job and spent a lot of time, at home
alone, between job hunting. My buddy had recently suffered a workplace
injury involving his right arm, being in sling, and was off work on
worker's comp awaiting surgery.

One early spring day, shortly after his injury, and both of us being bored,
we were texting back and forth and the topic eventually took a slightly
unexpected turn.  After I ask how he was doing, my injured buddy made
reference to the worst thing about this injury was that since it was his
right arm, he "couldn't even jack off." I didn't miss a beat, and responded
back with a, "I'll be happy to help you out with that sir."

"Oh really?" Was his reply seconds later. I shared with him I'd always had
a fantasy about helping a friend out who was in his exact situation and
invited him over for a beer on the back porch. He accepted my offer and 45
minutes later he pulled up in my driveway. We made small talk over a couple
beers for 20-30 minutes before I uttered.... "So...about that problem you
are having..." He just looked over at me and smiled. I stood up and he
followed my lead. I invited him into the house and told him to make himself
comfortable in the recliner, which he did.

Once he was seated I knelt down beside him. He immediately attempted to
undo his belt.  I pushed his left hand away and told him, "relax, I'll
handle this." I repositioned myself to the front of the recliner, knelt
down and got both his belt buckle and snap undone. I slowly started the
process of pulling his zipper down and in a matter of seconds had pulled
both sides of his jeans wide open.  As I did, out pops his magnificent
fully erect cock, surrounded by a perfect amount of black public hair and
two dark skinned balls. Glancing upward to his eyes I asked, "Going
commando today are we?" He replied, "Yeah I didn't see any need, they would
have just gotten in the way." Smiling at him momentary, I returned my gaze
to the fully erect, 7.5", object standing there right before my eyes.

Taking ahold of each side of his jeans I pulled them down to his ankles
before taking ahold of his erection and slowly lowered my mouth over the
head of his cock. I alternated between licking his shaft and sucking on
each of his balls, before continuing with providing the very best blow job
I could. I was in total bliss and as I momentarily glanced back up at my
injured friend's face I determined, based on the smile on his face and his
closed eyes, that he was apparently in an equal state of sexual bliss.

In the four years I'd know him, I had experienced the pleasures of jerking
him off and sucking his cock on a few occasions but unbeknownst to my
friend this time was going to be different. I had a secret. I was
determined that this time around I was going to experience what it was like
to have him ejaculate into the warm cavity of my mouth for the first time.

I continued in earnest toward this goal, sucking feverishly on his
pulsating fully erect cock. I paid particular attention to the head,
licking and sucking on it passionately. I'd occasionally reach down and
stroke my own erection through my pants and also reached up under his
t-shirt and caressed both of his nipples.

After a few more minutes his breathing quickened, his pelvis shifted from
side to side before he started moaning and attempting to verbally warn me,
in his deep voice, "I'm about to cum."

I was not deterred, I continued on fervently and seconds later heard a very
audible series of moans from him followed seconds later by volley after
volley of his thick, warm cum filled my mouth.  When his cock finally
stopped ejaculating I slowly pulled my mouth away, and glanced down at his
still pulsating erect penis. I rolled my tongue around in my mouth for a
few moments, experiencing the taste and texture of his semen, before
swallowing my first ever load of another dude's cum.

Since there wasn't much of a mess to clean up he returned his pants to
their full upright position and we walked back out to the porch. In
celebration of my conquest I took a swig of warm beer out of the bottle
sitting on the patio before striking up a conversation with him. He reached
out and groped me briefly before telling me he sure hadn't expecting me to
do what I had done and that it felt real good. I just smiled back at him
and took a moment to reflect on the significance I'd just swallowed my
buddy's seed.

Questions or comments welcome.

This is a continuation of my first story:
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/encounters/fate-brings-me-a-friend