Straight seduction

Sometimes you’re incredibly thirsty for sperm, but unfortunately straight people walk around refusing to give it to you. Even if they have enough supplies, they’re greedy and for some macho reason they refuse to let you blow. I overcame this obstacle, and all I needed was a few simple things: alcohol, a hotel room, and porn on TV. In Canada they are much less shy to show porn on TV, so I took my buddy there ten years ago when we were both freshmen at college. We bought a lot of booze and sat in the room drinking when we watched the porn on TV, we both got super horny in the process. Luckily, he didn’t go to the bathroom and he took his stuff from him there. That would have been a shame, and he was definitely horny enough to do it. I think the alcohol made him a little too tired to get out of bed.

So eventually the porn ended and he put the TV on an animal show on the discovery channel. We both calmed down a little bit and got less horny. I had tactful my clothes slowly removed all night, and now I was just in my boxers shorts. My heart skipped when I asked the question.

“Dude,” I said. Do you mind if I stick my dick out?

“That’s disgusting. If you do, I’ll cut it off.” Damn it, rejected! I let the number slide for a few minutes and made my friend drink more. Finally, I protested.

“Come on, I feel uncomfortable, I always relax naked in my room at home.”

“Good,” he admitted. I felt he was half curious about his voice about how my dick was. I pulled my boxer shorts down and threw them on the floor. I don’t want to make my friend nervous, but I’ve postponed the plan I had in mind. I just lied there with my dick out, not touching, just watching what nature show we were watching. I kept drinking with him, making sure I drank slower than he did. I had to save my thirst for later.

A bedside table separated our two beds. I couldn’t say for sure, but I thought I kept watching him look at my exposed dick. The attention attracted me and I started to get an erection, which I would try to hide under a blanket under normal circumstances, but I knew I had to make him comfortable with my nudity so he would remove his own boxer shorts, which was all he had. My dick went up slowly and I wasn’t trying to hide it. Eventually he said, “You seem pretty happy.”

“I am, man, this shit tastes so good and this show is great,” I said, playing stupid.

No, I’m talking about your dick. Good luck, he was looking at my dick. That confirmation sent me over the edge and I developed a complete boner. Now I had to develop the situation further. So far I had my hands wide open behind my head and my legs, to show my dick for my size. He was probably very intrigued because I wasn’t circumcised, which seemed to be the majority of the people we knew. Now I started playing with my dick a little bit. Not to look like I was stealing it, but just rearranging the furniture a little bit. I was looking at my buddy and sure enough he did the same, though he was still wearing those damn boxer shorts.

We both lied to our dicks. A lamp blocked my face from his, so I was free to look at him whenever I wanted. Eventually, I saw his dick’s head through the hole in his boxer shorts a few times. I wanted it so badly in my mouth. I had to swallow a shipment of sperm tonight. It wasn’t an option. “I think I’m gonna take my fighters off like you, dude,” he finally said. Good. I got up to use the bathroom to give him privacy to do that. When I returned a minute later, my prey, completely naked in his bed, was bent hard against the ceiling. I had to let him know I was there to take care of his needs, but I had to do this in a subtle way. I started breathing harder when he was playing with his dick for me.

We played with our dicks in our own bed for a while before he finally said, “I’m just jerking off. I have to.” He ruined everything. I couldn’t let him blow up this cargo. I had to take this shipment! But I allowed it, and I jacked off at the same time. Finally I said: We shouldn’t do this." My objection has been expressed, he has finally stopped. But I didn’t want to leave him with blue balls. I finally made my move. Let me suck your dick.

“No no no no no no no no, not dude,” he replied.

“Come on, man, I really want to. And it’s better than subtraction.”

“Maybe later,” he said.

“Good,” I accepted. Later he only meant in 5 minutes, because then he said, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible:

“You can do whatever you want to do now.” I walked to the sink and poured myself a glass of water so I could give him a nice wet, and then the water squipped as I walked to his bed.

“Dude,” I said. “Your dick is so big.” I had to butter him as much as I could. It was a little bigger than average. So I grabbed it and smashed it right down to show him I was better than the girls he had ever had. I wasn’t afraid of it. I’d give him the best head of his life. At first I sucked slowly, sometimes I massaged the head with my tongue, not afraid to slurp, often drinking water to keep it nice and wet.

After a while I started to get a little more aggressive, and on the face of my straights I could see that he had the best time of his life. His breathing got faster and his dick got stiffer, the more I sucked it. I got so aggressive that sometimes the thing slipped out of my smeared mouth. When this happened, I didn’t miss a beat, I put my face to it and licked it from the bottom to the top. I was hungry for his spooge, and I wanted it in my mouth as soon as possible.

But I wanted to have some fun with my friend. I felt his dick knocking really hard and knew he was coming. I paused to not allow this, and continued my attack on the flesh of this heterosexual man. I massaged his inner legs with my hands, sucked my mouth, and circled the flesh with my tongue. He was in heaven and he finally grabbed my head to get into my mouth. I have to admit his sperm didn’t taste as good as I thought, but I swallowed every drop, which undoubtedly impressed him. We both went to the bathroom to wash ourselves, and I was upset to see that when I got out He was wearing jeans now.

I climbed into bed with him and put my hand on his crotch. His dick reacted to this and pulsed, despite the fact that it had just been sponsored.

“You’re like a girl, they always want to hug,” he said.

I massaged his dick over his pants and said, “Stop telling me what I’m like in dicks. The whole point was to practice. Am I good?”

It was the best head ever. Now go back to your bed and get dressed."

Then I knew I could blow him whenever I wanted. And I did. It’s gonna be weird seeing him at a high school reunion with a woman, knowing I gave her husband more fun than she could ever have. Maybe he’s inviting me to a reunion.