It was a dark and stormy night...

by James It's now my senior year of highschool, and i am now 18 (barely :-) ) but that isn't when this story happned. Actually i was fifteen. It was a dark and stormy night. (Actually, i just wanted to say that, it was a clear and warm night) My mother had left town for a week, and i was left with my brother for the week. He had gone out for the evening with his girlfriend, and i invited my (then) best friend Mike over. BTW, as i can see i failed to mention it, my name is James. Anyway, i had always fantasized of fucking/sucking mike for about as long as I had known him. If you haven't figured it out, I am bi, and i have known it since i was about 13 or 14. Lets just hope i dont have any more interruptions in my train of thought. As I was saying, he was nothing spectacular, but he always managed to get me hard, and always unintentionally, im sure... I never thought he was gay/bi, but who knows eh? He was about 5'8, "strawberry blonde," the most fabulous blue eyes, and a rather nice build. I at the time was about 5'11" blonde, and green eyes, with a medium build. That night we stayed up late, surfing the net and playing games etc. Well, finally we broke out a deck of cards, and started playing rummy, because if i recall right, he couldnt play poker. We played a few hands and finally i decided to get slightly brazen, and a plan stewed in my head. "Mike, why don't we make the game a little more interesting, and put a bet on it." "I don't know," said mike, "I'm kind of, umm broke man." "Hmm.. what could we bet then?" At this point, i was still innocently proding him, and nothing sexual was implied... yet... "I dont know..." "How about a blow job?" He stared at me for what seemed forever, with his blue eyes, and finally asked if i was serious. I nonchalantly replied the oh so popular "Why not." He shrugged and said ok. We played this game of rummy and i easily could have one, i had laid out one set, and had the cards for another, and i thought to my self, would i rather him suck mine, or me suck his. I for so long had dreamed of having him that i decided to lose the hand. he beat me, 60 points to 55. [For the rummy ilit, not a whole heck of a lot] Then he kind of stared at me for a little and finally asked now what. I told him to stand up and he said shouldnt we go into your room, so we did, at that point i would have bentover and eaten dirt if he asked me too... We went into my room and he asked how i wanted to do this. I told him he had won the bet he could choose, and he chose to do 69. We both stripped down, and at first, his cock was soft, and i thought it would be nothing. I started having doubts on weather i should follow through, but finally decided, if not for my desires, i had to do it for my honor. (honor is a very twisted thing) I asked him if he wanted to be on bottom or on top, he finally chose top. So i laid back, and i was already hard as a rock. He climbed on top of me and i just barely got my mouth to his cock. He just kept sucking, and i came in no time. I kept sucking and i probably would have. finally, after i came twice he told me he wanted to be on bottom, so we switched. their i got his fat cock into my mouth and he took mine in. Because of the difference in height, he ended up using his teeth a bit, though i never told him. He came three times in that session. After a while he said his neck hurt and we went back to the living room. Neither of us mentioned it again, but my mouth drips everytime i think of his cock. Ironically, about a month later, i made a major screwup with my friends, and so he and two others of my closest friends parted ways. Their rarely is a week that comes and goes that i dont wonder what would have happned if i had been more agressive or talked of it and done it more often... Odds are is that it would have prevented the screwup, as it had to do with a horney teen who hadn't gotten any recently, or jacked off recenly... Anyway, ill probably always dream of him, and his crystal blue eyes. Id give anything to suck his dick again. Ah well, dreams are dreams and all good things must come to an end, eh? James