He got out of the car, walked around to the driver's side and opened my door. I got out and leaned onto my car and he ate my ass for a long time. This was on a suburban cul-de-sac (he loves puns so maybe that was part of his plan). I kinda came again but there wasn't much and he said, 'You don't have any more for me?' And I thought that was so hot that someone wanted my cum that much. 'I finished driving him home and stayed up all night kind of grossed out, but not? Also I'm embarrassed to admit I worried about AIDS. But he claimed not to remember anything ’cause he was drunk. 'We're still friends he'll be a groomsman in my wedding next year.

I've met a few of his boyfriends and wonder if my dick is bigger than theirs. This all makes me sound pretty gay but I'm really not.'ġ3.

'We were friends that had known each other since first grade. About the time we were 10 or 11, we changed in front of each other and started to compare body parts. The two of us comparing body parts continued to grow, and as we grew into our adolescent years we began feeling each other, experimented with hand jobs, blow jobs, and we ended up going all the way. We were each other's firsts for everything sexually speaking, and it started out as just being curious and figuring out what felt good sexually.