Date: Wed, 17 Mar 2010 22:06:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: Glenn Freemen <freemeng2003@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Friendly Friday Suck Buddies

Friendly Friday Suck
Original story by Freemen
freemeng2003@yahoo.ca

This is a story about oral sex between two good buddies from work who take
their friendship to a new level.

Mike started off as a great workmate, but soon, we were to become really
close buddies.

We both worked for a large government agency in different departments, but
because of specific skill requirements, were transferred into a project
office for a two year term along with two other women.  As it turned out,
he and I had to do most of our work together as we balanced each other's
expertise in the development project, and the women were more technically
based.

Mike and I didn't hit it off right away.  While I'm more of an extravert,
he is a very private person, and stuck to specific work related
conversations.  Even when the team went out for drinks on Fridays, he
always went home without a word.  That's how we started anyway.

He was a good looking man, 37 years old, obviously fit, buzzed brown hair,
and noticeably hairy arms and around six feet tall. He always wore jeans of
some sort, and perfectly pressed shirts.  He was married to a nurse, and no
kids.  I was 42, recently divorced, married young, blonde, about 5'10", and
average shape.

After about six weeks of working together, I finally convinced him to come
out for a Friday drink. Although he didn't stay long, I found he had a very
dry sense of humour and he cracked me up a few times, more out of surprise
than as a result of his humour.  As the project moved along, we found
ourselves having to visit other agencies, and private businesses off site,
which allowed us time in the car together, or lunching together, and our
conversations started becoming quietly intimate, sharing lots of
information about our personal lives including sex, always just matter of
fact stuff. He didn't lead in or warm up to any particular sensitive topic,
he just came right out and either asked questions, or spilled out his
thoughts on any topic.  He told me he had a very happy and traditional
marriage. His sex life was fine, except that his wife just didn't like to
perform oral sex. He told me about the women he'd been with prior to his
wife, and that he and his best friend had fooled around a little just to
try it out.  I shared my stories too, and told him I'd been with a couple
of guys before I got married, and was now was a confirmed bi-guy.

He responded as if I just told him I liked my coffee black.  "Oh", was all
he said, and then we continued talking about something else.

As the months went on, we became close, and he ended up telling me --
though it seemed very difficult for him, that he had never had a friend
like me where he could share anything.  I think I'd say I finally know what
a best friend is, something I hadn't had for many years. A month later, at
Christmas he bought me a really expensive bottle of wine which we shared
over a nice steak lunch. As we were standing in the parking lot shaking
hands while wishing each other a Marry Christmas, completely out of
character, he gave me a really quick hug and whispered "Merry Christmas, I
love you man".  He turned quickly and walked away and I didn't have time to
say anything.  But, over the Christmas season, we were emailing back and
forth, and somehow managed to express the importance of our friendship with
each other.

In January, things were about to change.  Mike and his brothers and few
other guys got together once a month to play hockey, but one of their
regulars had gone on vacation. Mike asked if I could help them out. I was a
fair player, but he was a total sports dude, and knew it, but, I agreed to
be the body they needed.  After the game when everyone was changing out of
their gear, bad jokes and insults flying around, Mike and I were suddenly
standing in front of each other naked. For probably only a few seconds,
(which seemed like minutes), we gave each other a complete once over ending
up looking at each other as if this was one part of us we didn't know; both
of us with big smiles on our faces. He had one of those penises that hung
nicely, looked a little plumped up, but realized it's just the way he was
soft; nice ball sack, and a tuft of pubes. We smiled and walked with
everyone else into the showers and continued with our evening.

The next day, when we sat down for coffee, Mike said in his simple and
no-nonsense way, "So, I saw you were circumcised too".  We then spent the
next 20 minutes talking about cut vs. uncut; natural vs. shaved; trimming
and other body hair.  I have to admit, I had a boner, and walking back to
our offices, he noticed the hard extension in my khaki pants joking about
getting rid of it before our presentation. He actually pushed me in the
washroom telling me to "get in their and take care of it".

The next Monday he came in really pissy; a bad Monday morning grump. He
didn't want to talk to anyone including me, until the next day he asked if
we could go out for lunch together. Then he explained that he and his wife
had a big fight over the weekend -- about sex.  She really liked him
doing oral on her, but she never wanted to reciprocate.  I guess it had
been like that for a long time, but this time it was a, "I'll do you if
you'll do me" ultimatum, and in the end, nobody ended up doing anything. It
was lights out.  I guess she never wanted to do it, and he had hoped that
after they'd been married for awhile, she'd be get used to it, but every
time he's tries to get her to suck it, or if he tries to rest it in her
mouth, it never works out.  So, he proceeded with his blowjob lament.

I listened, and I've got to say, the whole time he was talking, I was
thinking, "You know, I've got a mouth right here that would be happy to get
you off every once in awhile". But stupidly, I didn't say anything.  He
said they still fucked, so he shouldn't complain too much, but, just really
missed a good mouth. Now you have to remember that Mike was a pretty
serious guy. No dramatics; just a straight shooter, so if there was an
issue to talk about, he'd put it on the table, discuss it, and leave it.
Which is why his next question to me, totally surprised me.

On the way back from lunch, sitting in his car, there was silence for
awhile, but we had just been eating lunch and talking about sucking
cock. So it was very present on both of our minds when he asked me, "So um,
just how bi are you"?

I knew what he meant immediately, we turned heads looking at each other
-- he had a huge grin on his face and we both burst into laughter.
"Yeah, you just prop yourself up on that desk when you get back there, and
I'll do you at 3 on Fridays. Is that good"?

We laughed again, and then there was an awkward pause, and more silence
after he said, "I think I'm serious.  I mean, I've got a nice cock, I'm
clean, we're good friends and Sheila (his wife) works the 12 hour shift
starting at 7 every second week. So 3:00 at my desk isn't good, but 8:00 on
my couch is great"!

I looked at him in disbelief, `cause he never talked about this at all
before. "Can you pull this car over for a minute, we need to have talk" I
asked.

"Nope" he said, "ask me what you want. I'm okay".

"Okay", I said pensively.  "So, I already told you I'm a bi guy. Most of my
experience was pre-marriage, and most of that was jerking off and sucking.
I'm mostly into sucking anyway....so that is good.....for you and for me.
But umm, hmmm...you've totally taken me off guard here, and I was
speechless, partly because my mind was filled of images of me sucking off
Mike.  I was actually really excited.

"Listen", he interrupted. "I love my wife, but she doesn't like to suck my
cock.  If my best friend enjoys sucking my cock, then maybe we can all be
happy and you and I can just be a little closer than most good buddies, and
I know we can just keep this between you and me."  There was silence again.
I was smiling. He looked at me in my semi-stupor look and smacked me on the
arm.  "What are you thinking about"?

"Like I'm in a bit of a dream" I laughed. "Just talking about this has made
me really horny and I'm hard as a rock".

"Me too.  My boxers are wet with precum just thinking about it.  Hey, you
want a teaser taste for Friday"?  With that he reached into his pants,
scooped up whatever precum was on his dick, and then brought two of his
slimy coated fingers to my mouth.  Here you go buddy; your appetizer.

I opened my mouth, and he quickly stuck in his good sized manly fingers and
rubbed his precum on my tongue, and while he quickly removed them, I kept
sucking on them until they were out.  This all happened in seconds you
know, as we were driving with cars on either side of us. Man, it was hot
hot hot.

"Okay", I said. "Friday at 8 it is".

The rest of the week at work was very strange.  We were working closely
together, continually aware that we'd be having sex on Friday night, but we
didn't even mention it.  Even when we left the office on Friday we both
yelled to each other, "Have a good weekend!" just so others could hear us.

Surprisingly, I wasn't in a panic, or excited or scared; I felt like I was
going to spend the evening with a really close friend....but I was at his
door promptly at 8:00PM.  He was in sweat pants, bare feet and a soccer
jersey, while I was in jeans and a t-shirt. I came in, he showed me around
the house; we had some polite chat, grabbed a couple of beers, and went
towards the couch.  He stopped, set his beer down, and dropped his
sweats. "Bill, lets not play any games with this okay?  I can't tell you
how much I've been looking forward to this.  My cock is yours tonight,
buddy. Suck it, play with it, jerk it....but mostly suck it. (laughing)
Hockey is on, so let's sit down and watch the game, and you can go for it
whenever you're ready. Sound good"?

"Sounds good" I said.  He started to ease himself onto the couch, but
stopped him before he sat down.  Let me just take a closer look at what's
on the menu tonight".  He giggled a bit, took a sip of his beer and lifted
up his jersey.  He did have a really beautiful low hanging penis.  I leaned
in, rested my forehead on his hard abs, took in a deep breath, taking in
the incredible scent from his pubes and then, just stared down at his cock.
"Wow. This will be a good night."

 We both plunked ourselves down on the couch, but I chose to keep my
clothes on, sitting close to Mike who was of course, naked from the waste
down.  He turned up the TV volume a little and we settled into our
respective places.  We looked at each other; he opened his hands looking
down at his cock as if to say it's yours when you want it.  I reached over,
messed around with it for a few seconds, as though I was scratching a dog
behind the ears.  Then I reached up, stretched, slid over a bit, and
hunkered down over his crotch.

"Okay buddy, here we go", and in a second, his penis was in my mouth.  He
spread his legs wider and slouched down a little bit, and I knew, I was in
for a hot relaxing evening.  His cock was soft, which was perfect, allowing
me to take a little time to sniff around, lick his lightly hairy balls,
around his low hanging sack, then back to his cock.  I started a nice slow
suck from base to tip, flicking my tongue a little on his piss slit. I
worked it slow and easy, until it reach its full length, and only then did
I look up at Mike.

He was in ecstasy.  I got off the couch, and went down to my knees on the
floor in front of him.  He watched me move and said in a warm soft voice,
"This is so nice Bill. Man..."

His arms were crossed behind his head, and I have to admit, he was a sexy
looking guy.  "You taste really good" I said. "Everything okay"?

He looked down at me and his eyes were actually a little teary.  "Bill, I
have missed this so much. You're doing great...I mean really great".

I moved in between his legs, holding onto and stroking his strong hairy
thighs, letting my nose brush lightly back and forth across his balls, then
licked my way up to the top of his cock. I opened my mouth and brought my
lips close to the base as I just couldn't make it all the way down.  That's
when he started slowly thrusting into my mouth, but then he started getting
faster and faster and within a couple of minutes, he started to gasp...
"Bill, sorry, sorry, oh man...I have to cum".  I knew all along I wanted to
swallow his load, but of course he didn't.  "Do you want it in or out" he
managed to squeeze out too late, as he started to shoot on my
tongue....with this really loud moan and an "ahhhhhh"...that was like a
sound from dark ages.  He held onto my head and kept his penis deep in my
mouth.  Man, that velvety cock and all that cum tasted so good, and the sex
smell coming from his crotch and pubes were a little more pungent now.
Round #1 was over.

I kept him in my mouth, slowly massaging his softening cock with my lips
and my tongue; the whole time looking up at him.  His head was resting on
the back of the couch, looking at the ceiling, obviously in heaven.  After
a couple of minutes, he looked down at me, with the biggest smile. He
removed his penis from my mouth, and started gently rubbing it on my lips,
my cheeks, my eyes and back in my mouth.  Finally he spoke. "That is what
I've been missing all these years. You were great and um...sorry it didn't
last longer but it just felt so good.  You okay? Cum taste okay?"

"Mike", I said, "Your whole crotch is like a feast for me, and your cum was
great.  This is only round one for tonight, isn't it"?

"Are you kidding? Man you can suck me all night long...well, at least for a
few hours!"

I kissed his cock, and got back up on the couch beside him.  We sat quietly
watching the hockey game, and drinking our beer, very content.  "Mike", I
said, "This was a really good idea; sports, beer, cock, cum, friendship and
total satisfaction".

Mike reached over, rustled my hair, and brought me back down to his crotch.
"Meet your second best friend" he laughed.  I wrapped my hand around his
cock and shook it like I was shaking someone's hand, giving it some kind of
friendly greeting and laughed as I got up.  As I was standing up, he was
standing up to go use the can to clean out his tube steak, and I joined
him.  We stood there at the toilet, my dick out of my pants, his just
hanging there, and our arms warmly resting on each other's shoulders.

We strutted back towards the couch when he stood in front of me with this
wonderful warm smile on his face. "It's really good and nice of you to be
doing this for me."  I raised my glass and toasted him and his cock!  "So,
when you're ready for round two, just let me know".  He started to turn
away, but I grabbed his ass cheeks, dropped to my knees and brought him to
my mouth.

He just moved a little bit, back and forth, brushing his penis across my
face, but got hard pretty fast.  He grabbed the back of my head pushing his
erect cock hard against my face and held it there.  He stepped back, then
back towards me as I opened my mouth and let him in. This time, it was nice
and slow -- deep thrusts which were getting me really turned on.  I took
him out of my mouth, stood up and dropped my pants. I was hard too and
dripping precum like crazy.

He pushed me on the couch, and kind of choreographed a position for us so
we would both be pleased. Mike sat down, with one leg propped up; I lay
across his belly and put his beautiful hard cock in my mouth, while he
reached around and jerked my cock.  And away we went for the next hour.  I
savoured every inch of his fat cock; and he gave me a nice slow handjob.
We were both happy, watching the game and enjoying each other's bodies.  It
was so nice.

He was moaning and laughing as I licked, sucked, tickled, and tongued
him. He was in ecstasy and I've got to say, so was I.  Every once in awhile
he would start fucking my face, to give me a break, and it was great. When
he did that, I slipped my finger in his hole for a bit and finger fucked
him while he fucked my face. He was so totally into getting sucked, and I
was totally into having him in my mouth.

And then, it was time for load #2.  I started jerking him hot and hard
while keeping his knob in my mouth. In 30 seconds he blasted, this time
with a few grunts and groans, but a quieter sigh of relief. I kept my lips
tight around his dick while he spurted away, and he kept jerking me hard
when I shot all over my shirt. Fuck it was great. His cock twitched a
little in my mouth, but all I cared about was having that thing in my
mouth.

Mike had no rush to move on, or get his pants on, nor did I. This time, we
just lay there when it was over, and closed our eyes.  I kept his penis in
my mouth, while he rested his arm on my shoulder.  Now the room really
smelled like semen -- a great manly scent.  We just sat like that for a
long time.

Within an hour, we knew our friendship was sealed, and only then did we
start getting our pants s back on.  I now knew that if I needed a cock to
suck....he'd be there for me, and if he wanted a blowjob, I was his guy.
We agreed that every other Friday when his wife was working, we'd get
together.  That was only the beginning of stage two of our friendship.

Freemen
freemeng2003@yahoo.ca