Date: Sat, 28 Mar 2020 20:50:22 +0000 (UTC)
From: Chubby Boy <chubbyboyinbama@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pete's Big Surprise Part 4

Pete's Big Surprise Part 4

Usual disclaimers apply.  I don't know these people or have any knowledge
of their sexual preferences or practices.  This is a total work of fiction.
I welcome your comments.  chubbyboyinbama@yahoo.com

Pete Davidson had to travel to LA for a few weeks for a shoot and he
honestly wasn't loving it.  In general, Pete preferred his home in NYC, but
the once silver lining of traveling to LA was that he would get to see his
buddy Griffin Gluck again.  It had been months since they had seen each
other in person.  Pete genuinely liked Gluck and had found he was someone
he could hang with and talk to with an ease that Pete didn't often find in
a friend.  When Gluck offered for Pete to skip a hotel and stay with him
and Gluck's house in LA, Pete had jumped at the change.

But then, Pete got worried.  As Pete's arrival in LA had grown closer,
Gluck had seemed almost too excited and Pete had gotten the impression that
Gluck had maybe fallen in love with him.  Pete wasn't sure if Gluck was gay
or bi or something else, but Pete had realized at age fourteen that while
sex with guys was a lot of fun, he was only into relationships with girls.
But Pete really liked Gluck and didn't liked hanging out and fooling
around, but also didn't want to give Gluck the wrong impression.  It was a
dilemma, but Pete liked and respected Gluck too much to bail or ghost him.
So when he arrived in LA, Pete was all smiles (and genuinely happy to see
Gluck), he had resigned himself to one thing: Don't fuck Gluck.  And it
wasn't going to be easy.

Honestly, Gluck was eager to suck Pete off before he even sat down his
suitcase, but he was playing it cool.  Much to his chagrin, the first night
of Pete's visit came and went with a lot of laughing and weed and drinking,
but nothing sexual.  And while Gluck thought this was weird, he didn't say
anything.  At first Gluck thought maybe Pete was seeing some new girl and
was just doing the monogamy thing, but Pete casually mentioned on day two
that he was newly single.  Gluck started to wonder if he had done something
wrong, but was still too sheepish to just ask.  They hadn't fucked around
for six months.  Maybe it was just a passing thing?  Gluck decided not to
worry about it.  Then the world ended.

Well, the world didn't end, but a global pandemic shut down society in a
matter of days and between shelter-in-place orders and the perceived deadly
nature of air travel, Pete and Gluck suddenly found themselves quarantined
together with an elephant in the room.  At first, it was almost fun.  Sure,
the world outside was terrifying and they were glued to news sites and
twitter more than they should, but in between that it was all getting high
and ordering door dash and playing dominos.  But Gluck's mind kept
dwelling.  He couldn't get his mind off of Pete's dick.  It didn't help
that Pete now only wore sweat pants and routinely got erections that he was
helpless to hide (usually while playing his Nintendo Switch for some
reason).  Finally, after a week and a few too many drinks, a slightly drunk
Gluck almost slurred, "Why won't you fuck me anymore?"

Pete, who had only been half paying attending while playing his game,
looked at Gluck like he had been caught.  He smiled and paused his game.
Pete, who was normally cool and easy at all times, got serious all of a
sudden.  "So," Pete stammered, suddenly at a loss for words, "I wasn't
gonna say anything, but before I got here....I kind of got the impression
that you were....into me.  And while I really enjoy fucking around with
you, I'm not up for anything serious with a dude.  I really value you as a
friend and didn't want to fuck that up...."

Gluck looked at Pete with an inscrutable look on his face for a few seconds
that seemed like hours to Pete before bursting out laughing.  Pete couldn't
help but laugh too, but was simultaneously confused.  "What's so fucking
funny?  I'm pouring my soul out here!" Pete choked out while laughing.
Pete's big smile, his big mouth full of teeth, turned Gluck on so much.
Gluck shifted in his seat as his dick began to harden.

"Pete," Gluck said with a smile.  "You are awesome.  Fun to be around, a
great friend, and a GREAT fuck, but I'm not really....I don't date guys.  I
just fuck them."  Gluck said with a shit-eating grin.

Pete looked confused for a long pause.  Then he looked at Gluck with a
dead-pan stare, "Then get over here and suck my dick you little shit!" Pete
smiled at the end of this sentence.  Gluck rose out of his chair and made
his way to the sofa where Pete was sitting.  Pete smiled as he grabbed
Gluck by the neck, kissing him quickly on the lips, "I haven't cum in like
ten days!"

Gluck smiled at the kiss, but quickly felt Pete pulling him by the neck,
down to his crotch.  Gluck eagerly fumbled with the drawstring of Pete's
sweat pants before finally unleashing is large soft cock.  Gluck had been
eager to taste Pete since the moment he had arrived.  Pete's cock was
semi-erect already and rested like a snake on Pete's big nuts.  Gluck
caught a whiff of Pete's body chemistry, mixed with his body wash.  It was
intoxicating.  Gluck eagerly took Pete into his mouth, feeling Pete harden
inside him.  In less than half a minute, Pete had become fully engorged.
Gluck thought that Pete's dick was even bigger than he remembered.  Had it
gotten larger?  Surely not.

Gluck had never measured Pete's big dick, but while it sometimes seemed
nine inches, today it seemed more like ten.  Gluck had missed this.  Pete
gently guided Gluck's head up and down with his hand on Gluck's neck.  It
felt so good.  Pete wanted to roll his head back, but he was so turned on
by the look of Gluck's eyes, staring directly into his, all while his head
moved up and down Pete's shaft.

Pete was so engrossed in the eye contact that he didn't realize how close
he already was.  He wasn't lying when he said he hadn't cum in ten days.
And this meant he had a short fuse.  By the time Pete realized he was
close, he was past the point of no return.  Pete, without thinking, pulled
Gluck's head down hard, burying his entire giant thickness down Gluck's
throat.  Gluck, caught off guard, would have gagged except that Pete's cock
was so far down his throat that his gag reflex was suppressed.  Gluck felt
Pete's cock momentarily get a little thicker as Pete's load began to shoot
down his throat.  Gluck never broke eye contact.  Neither did Pete.  Tears
welled in the corners of Gluck's eye as he was forced to go without air and
Pete's load filled him.  Pete's cock was way past Gluck's tongue, so he
couldn't taste Pete's load, but he could faintly feel as shot after shot
went down his throat.  Pete grunted and rutted as he climaxed, his huge
load filled Gluck's throat.  After five or six shots, Pete finally released
Gluck's head and he immediately pulled off of Pete's dick and gasped for
air for a few seconds as he quickly licked the last remains of Pete's cum
off his dick.  As Pete was finally done, he relaxed back into the sofa and
grabbed Gluck's neck once again to kiss him.  This time, it was a longer
kiss, and Pete's tongue probed Gluck's mouth for several seconds, tasting
his own jizz on Gluck's mouth.

Finally they broke the kiss and collapsed into each other's arms, laughing
lightly and smiling.  Gluck's face got serious and he whispered, "I fucking
love you, man" as he nestled in Pete's bicep.  Pete looked panicked for a
moment and Gluck raised his head looking serious.  Then, after several
seconds, Gluck busted out laughing, "I'm just fucking with you Pete!....how
long do you need before you can fuck me?"