Last August I was invited to a coworker's barbecue/going away party. Since it was out of town, and I don't drive, I hitched a ride with my other coworker "J". J was a couple of years older than me, almost six foot, black, glasses, short hair, a kind of dower expression, goofy mustache and goatee. J and I worked together for about a year, and we've had our ups and downs. His ex-girlfriend was a good friend of mine, but he didn't seem to like me for awhile. He was always really nasty to me at work, and usually made me feel awful. As time progressed, he opened up more and became a lot nicer. I was there for him when he went through his breakup. We kind of became friends around that time, and we chatted a bit more. I knew he had messed around with a few of the girls at work, but I didn't see the attraction for awhile. I didn't understand. When he started to be nicer, that's when the veil was lifted and I saw just how attractive he was. I kept my thoughts to myself, for professional reasons, not to mention the fact he was straight and his ex was a good friend of mine.
J came to pick me up at my house in the early afternoon, and we headed to our friend's place. The entire day was fun. We all laughed, partied, ate, and drank a little too much. Not J though, since he was the designated driver. Around 9 p.m. everyone started to head home. Before we got ready to head on the road, J had to take a piss. He had parked out in an empty parking lot a few blocks away from our coworkers place. It was dark, but he asked me to keep watch. He walked over to the grass and started to piss. I stared the entire time. I wanted to get closer and see. I had heard from my friend that he had a huge cock. Plus I love seeing guys pee. I was pretty drunk, and I didn't want to go home. I asked J if he wanted to hang out anywhere. He wasn't in the mood to go out, but invited me over to watch some TV. I wasn't ready to go, so I was all for it.
We went back to his place across town. He lived in a huge apartment with three other roommates. Perhaps somebody upstairs was looking up for me, because nobody was home. We went up to his room where he turned on the A.C. and pulled out some beers. He was anxious to change out of his stuffy dress clothes. "I'm just gonna go change" he says, holding a worn out ACDC shirt and blue gym shorts. As he goes to leave, I yell "C'mon! You can't change in here?". He turns and glares at me telling me he's not about to give some gay guy a free show. I tell him I'm not just some gay guy, I'm his buddy. I stick my tongue out and call him chicken. He laughs, and shuts the door. He just stares at me. I admit, being drunk gets me so horny. I was just looking him straight in the eye, trying not to jump out of his bed and just rip his clothes to pieces. He turns his head and goes "Are you fucking hard?". I guess I couldn't hide it. He threw his shirt and shorts on the ground and walked towards me. I was sitting on his bed, and as he approached me, I was head level to his crotch. "Did I get you hard?" He asked. I was nervous. The heat in the room seemed to raise, I couldn't even feel the AC. He looked down at me like a tyrant. I was scared as hell, but so excited at the same time. "Did I get you fucking hard?" he said in a more aggressive tone. The boner in my pants was about to rip the fucking zipper open. God, this man was such a turn-on. I hesitated, and replied "You've always made me hard". J looked around the room, walked to the door and locked it. He turned around, and started to undo his belt. He told me he was pretty horned up for awhile, he hadn't had sex since his girlfriend left him. He unzipped his pants and stood right in front of me. I asked if he could show me. I wanted to see it so bad. "Do you want to see it?" he said, looking down at me. "Please". That's the only word that could come out of my mouth at this point. I wanted to see it... no, I wanted it so bad. I knew it was getting him horny too, his breaths were getting deeper and deeper. He reached into his black boxer briefs, and pulled out his huge dark member. He was semi-erect. His cock was a decent length, thick, slightly veiny, and uncut. His large, dark balls were prominently dangling behind. "May I?" I asked, looking up at him with hungry eyes. He didn't say anything, he just looked down at me. But I knew what he wanted. I knew what I wanted. With my sweaty pale hands, I grasped his cock and began to pull his foreskin back and forth. His head was so big and pink, much like my own. However, the contrast between the shaft and the head wasn't as noticeable as my own. Comparing his great pink head to his thick black shaft was well... adorable. It was like a party hat. I gently pulled it back and forth, he started to precum. His cock looked clean, but it was a little bit smelly. I figured this, since the boy has smell feet and usually sweaty. I focused in and placed it in my mouth. He was so big. He tasted so good, so manly. I took it in deeper and deeper in my mouth, the more I did, the more my eyes watered. J started to moan, he liked it. I took a breath and started to give some lovin' to his balls. I played with them, and started to lick on them. He pushed me off, giggling. "It tickles". It was like a dream, holding his wet hard cock in my hand as he looked down at me with the biggest grin. I apologized, and went back to sucking. I loved playing with his dick. His foreskin was so flexible and fun. God, it was heaven. I pulled down his pants and started to grab his cute bubbly cheeks. I sucked harder and deeper. He pulled my hair so tight, I thought he was gonna rip it out. I could feel it, his big black cannon was about to fire. He let out a firm "FUCK" as his milky cum shoot in my mouth. He pressed his hands hard on my hand. He wanted me to swallow. I gladly accepted. It was a bitter but still satisfying taste. Kind of like when you bite into a lime. After I gabbled it up, I licked his head, and his shaft, making sure I got every speck of nut.
We laughed about it, and started to talk about work immediately after. We both laid on the bed, completely distant from eachother. He had taken his shirt off, and was laying with his boxers down to his knees. When I went to go play with his cock again he told me to piss off. I told him I would do it again. He insisted he's not gay, he was just really horny. He needed to get sucked off. I had no problems with that. I'd gladly do it again. He asked me when I was free again to do this. "Was he making this a regular thing" I thought. J said he doesn't mind if we're fwb, as long as it stays a secret at work. He reached his hands over my waist, and grabbed my ass firmly. "You have a pretty fat ass for a white guy. I want to fuck it". I knew this was all the making of a horrible, unhealthy relationship, but I loved it. I wanted him to fuck me. I would let him put his big black snake in me anyday. J laughed and called me a freak. I paid no mind to him, but I asked him for something. Since he was essentially making me a sex toy, I wanted atleast one kiss. "C'mon J, you let me suck your dick, you made me eat your cum, and now you want to fuck me. You atleast owe me something". He argued with me over it, saying it wasn't fair because I wanted all the things he did, and wanted to do. I told him he was completely in the wrong, and ..(continue confession)
