I didn’t notice that it was a holiday weekend; it just seemed to pass by. I was sort of putting the blame on myself because I hadn’t planned ahead. Since I didn’t have to go to work the next day, I decided to go to a local watering hole in the early evening. Essentially I generally knew somebody there and wouldn’t be distant from everyone else until the end of the evening. I did in fact hear someone calling my name as I entered the building and headed toward the bar. David, a friend from high school, was the one.
“Why are you here, David? Might it be said that you are visiting a few family members?” I said. ” He responded, “No, I just move back to town.” He described to me each seemingly insignificant detail that happened to him, including how his mom had been sick and it was simply a lot making a trip to and fro to deal with her. When he left, his former boss had assured him that he could always return to his previous position, so he accepted the offer.
Before I really noticed how hot the bar was getting, we sat down and had a few beers. I inquired of the bartender as to whether the proprietor was attempting to reduce electricity use. He giggled and said that the climate control system was simply too old to even think about keeping up on truly warm days and evenings. I inquired of David whether he would like to meet with me at my residence, where the air conditioner actually performs better than in the bar. We decided to go because there was no decent girl in there.
We had another drink when we got home, and I asked him if he wanted to go for a quick swim. After we got outside, I realized I didn’t have a suit that would fit him and he nodded. David, as you can see, is a rather large man. A lot greater than me. Throughout my time with him, he was always interested in weightlifting. What’s more, despite the fact that he had placed on a little weight around the waist he actually has the extraordinary body each young lady and gays around would rave for. He was always a little strong, but he was also clean and neat.
I informed him of my issue and advised that we could always travel in the buff. I said, “We’ve both met in the gym locker room before.” I do it constantly and it’s significantly less binding.” He noticed how private my backyard was as he looked around. To achieve this result, I invested a lot of time and money in a privacy fence and trees. A neighboring house only had one window that was barely visible, and no one seemed to be there. I’ve been naked in the backyard several times with women before, but never with a guy. In the end, he said, “Why not?”
I put our alcohol jugs and blenders alongside an ice can on somewhat table at the pools edge. We both got dressed and jumped in. I adore skinny dipping so much. It just feels so good to have my dick and balls floating along without any obstacles. David told me that skinny dipping was kind of liberating and that he had never done it before. After doing a little swimming, we sat at the edge of the pool and talked some more. Like David, I was sure experiencing a pleasant buzz.
David remained seated on the edge as I returned to the pool. With his legs slightly apart, he was sitting in the corner of the pool’s thin side. I noticed that the pool lights gave me a perfect view of his thick cock as I leaned against the side just a few feet away. It wasn’t much bigger than average, but it was very thick and had big balls. He was likewise an exceptionally fuzzy man. I found that whenever I thought he wasn’t looking, I would sneak a peek at his dick. I had fantasized about and even dreamed about having sex with another man before, but I had never done anything about it. Soon, I couldn’t help but imagine sucking and licking his large cock. My cock was as hard as it could be before I knew it, and I tried to forget about it but couldn’t. It was as solid as a rock, by the way. I was in around four feet of water and trusted that he didn’t see it.
In the hope that it would pass and that I would be able to get out of the pool and change without drawing any attention to my hard-on cock, I tried to just keep talking to him. You almost had to force Jake to speak because he was so reserved. He told me that he just didn’t have a lot of luck with women when I asked him why he never got married. I couldn’t look away from his enormous dick any longer, but he didn’t seem to care. I found that I wanted to get closer to him. He denied having a girlfriend when I inquired about it. He informed me that it had been a few years since the last time he had been with one. You might have pushed me over with a plume. He reclined a bit. He probably felt a little embarrassed when he told me this and looked me in the eye. This gave me a better and safer look at his enormous package.
I inquired as to how he managed after telling him that I couldn’t keep going for that long. “It wasn’t easy!” he declared. To get me hard, all it would require is a good puff of air passing right now.” I am unable to explain my actions at this point. I put my face a few inches from his big dick and blew on it, maybe because of the alcohol or because my cock was still painfully hard. Trying to imitate a “good puff of air.” He leaned back even more and let out a pale whine, as I observed his massive cock jerk. It slowly began to rise as I looked back down. I thought to myself, “Man, he wasn’t kidding.” I just couldn’t help blowing on it once more. His enormous cock grew even larger as he whined a little bit louder.
I remember thinking that I needed to help my old friend because I wasn’t thinking clearly. My mouth began towards his tremendous dick. It appeared that I was unable to stop it. The following thing I realized I had my hot mouth on his enormous dick head with my tongue gradually licking it. I knew he didn’t object because he was groaning so loudly now. With my wet lips folded over his large chicken, I ran my tongue around as though I were French kissing his rooster. After that, I put my mouth on his shaft. I simply adored the vibe of his thick enormous dick in my hot mouth. I realized right then and there that this wouldn’t be my last dick.
I played lightly with his balls and bobbed up and down on his cock. Since David wasn’t going to object, I considered this to be the ideal moment to perform my fantasies and dreams. Because he was such a willing victim, he was unable to tell anyone. I licked all over the underside of his dick. I even licked along the crack in his hairy ass, all the way down to his balls and around his big, spongy dickhead. I tried everything I knew I enjoyed doing alone.
I went down and licked his balls for some time and he truly began crying uproariously. I was determined to avoid doing the same thing because women never seemed to pay enough attention to a guy’s balls. I tongued his bristly sac gently with the tip of my tongue as I felt them contracting up pleasantly for me. Then, like a dog, I lapped them with my entire tongue, covering more of his furry nuts with each lap. He seemed to really enjoy each and every moment of it. Additionally, I adored the fact that I could simultaneously cause him excitement and anxiety. He moaned “Yeah” when I asked him if he liked what I was doing to his balls.
I climbed out and led him by his dick to a soft recliner by the pool’s edge because I felt bad that he was lying down on hard material. He took his place in the soft chair voluntarily and did not fight. The sight of pre-cum emanating from the hard cock’s tip excited me. I licked it off with my lower tongue. I adored its delicious sweetness. When I was younger, it made me think of honeysuckles. As I gently sucked on his nuts, carefully inserting each one one at a time into my warm mouth without causing any harm to the delicate morsels, I gently stroked his cock with my hand. I put my hungry mouth back on his thick, horny cock because I could feel him getting even harder.