Disclaimer: This story is true and all names and locations have been changed. Comments: motayam46@hotmail.com
Several months before my experience with Bil happened, I had a pretty fun experience (several actually) with a friend called Ramy.
Ramy is the quintessential sweet nice guy, although, very quiet. He joined our group of friends earlier in the year, he's from Syria, and we always teased him for fun since he was such an easy target, and he always took it like a champ. Handsome guy he is, nerdy with glasses, but, a good 5'11 in height and a very sexy naturally bulky build. However, like most quiet guys, he wasn't so great with getting girls. Not that he wasn't the only virgin in the group, but it was often joked that he'd be the last to get some action. I of course was willing to help him change this.
He and I only had a handful of 1 on 1 hang outs prior, with just talking and getting to know each other on that level. He claimed he was homophobic before he met me, which, is what all the Arab guys say. I think they like to say that they're homophobic just because society tells them to, but really when they meet an actual gay person there has typically never, in my experience, been any hostility, just pure curiosity. Like all the rest, he would ask the most generic questions... "so you really don't get turned on by women?" "what is it about guys that you like?" "so are you the one who fucks or...?" And my all time favourite "I'm just wondering, hehe, what do you think of me?" Now, not all of them I've landed into taking their pants off, but Ramy, was in his 20s, a virgin in every sense, and he admitted he was so horny once he thought of getting a druggie hooker to give him his first blowjob.
So after giving me that revelation, I took my queue and told him not to waste his money on such a high risk situation. Naturally, I told him in a very nonchalant way, "You know, if you really just wanna break the seal here, I'll give you epic head. We don't need to kiss or anything like that, if you just wanna know the feeling for the sake of finally feeling it, I'll help you out." Of course at this point he is laughing his ass off but in a very intimidated and nervous way. I told him "you don't have to do shit except lay back and enjoy. You don't have to do this if you don't want to, but I like what I do, and I think you will like it. Offer is on the table."
He then replies "I don't know, like I've heard of guys doing this desperate shit in Saudi etc. the thought crossed my mind a few times, but I don't think I would get hard... you know, from a guy." So I took the opportunity to challenge him and say "well, you could try it if you want, if you don't get hard we don't need to continue, but hey at least you'll finally understand what the sensation of having a warm mouth on your cock feels like." He laughed some more and said he'll think about it, definitely not tonight.
Well, the next day, during the evening he texts me saying "Ok I think I wanna try it, but it will have to be at your place." (one of our other friends was his room mate at the time, and I lived alone.) I texted back "sure boo, class finishes at 8 for me, you wanna pass around 9? He replied back with such a nervous tone "ok kool lol."
So I get home after class, took a shower, did a little "cleansing" for those unexpected moments. He came in around 9:30, the air was a little awkward when he walked in, we just both burst out laughing when we greeted each other at the door. He sat down, we did the usual small talk, topics completely deviating from the fun fuckery we were about to do . He rolled a joint, I barely smoked and he was asking why, and I explained, automatically addressing the elephant in the room, that I don't like having a cotton mouth while giving head (HATE IT!). And again, he starts nervously laughing, he looks shakey, because we have finally acknowledged what's about to go down here. So I ask him very kindly because I don't want pressure on anyone, "you still want to do this? It's ok if you don't, but I'm just reminding you, it's all harmless fun and purely for your enjoyment, don't be nervous, this doesn't hurt. It's all up to you though." He just had a smile on his face while staring at the floor and was silent for a couple of seconds, and then he finally said, after some moments of thick silence, in a very whispery still hesitant tone "yeah... okay... I mean I'm really fucking dying to know what this feels like." So I got off my seat and knelt between his knees, and he started giggling uncontrollably.
Before I even touched him he said "I don't know like it's soft right now, I kinda don't want you to see it soft." Poor thing, he really was insecure about himself. I told him "Well I'm gonna help you get hard before I pull it out... can I take your shirt off?" Again nervously laughing, I help him take his shirt off. I'd only seen him shirtless in a few pictures, they weren't so flattering those pictures, but seeing his body in the flesh I was impressed and excited. His chest and arms and shoulders and stomach was so delicious looking, the right amount of muscle with a small layer of fatty flesh over it, and hairy in all of the right places.
I knew he had a sense of humour, and I knew he would get a kick out of it if I started sucking his nipples. So I leaned into his left nipple and started licking around it, he was giggling until I latched on and started sucking it. All he could muster at this point was a "whoa... Oh that's nice." No more giggling or tension, I took my tongue on a tour from the sides of his neck, all over his sexy chest, those nipples, his stomach, navel, I was happy to see that he was in heaven with his head resting against the couch with his eyes closed and mouth only slightly open, his breathing was relaxed but I can feel his heart beating in anticipation. I was teasing him, I deliberately kept my hands away from his crotch, instead, I was caressing his thighs over his jeans, on top and in the middle close to his crotch, going in circles with my hands, while licking him all over his body. I was in heaven, and so was he.
While still tonguing his navel, I began unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning, and then unzipping, his energy was telling me he felt ready for it, and I was going for it. I pulled his jeans down, leaving his boxers in place. His face looked partially nervous yet partially giving off the message "fuck yeah, it's about time." I put my mouth on his dick over the boxers, feeling with my mouth that he was semi-hard, which was about to change for the harder. He started breathing heavily, probably high fiving angels in his mind that there is actually a mouth on his dick right now, even if there was fabric separating us. His dick I realized, was not really a dick, he was being modest, he has a fucking COCK! I couldn't spare my patience anymore, so I pulled his cock out, looked at it, all I could think was "GORGEOUS!" Perfect girth, perfect length, perfect texture, perfect head. I looked him in the face and said "this is BEAUTIFUL! Do you realize that?" I could see a shimmer of his ego being stroked in his eyes, it's like he waited his whole life to hear this, and he said "you think so? Yeah, I mean, I never knew if it was good enough, but I always thought it doesn't look that bad." I chuckled then said "you ready?" He shook his head with a smirk. And I did my usual. I didn't go straight for the cock, I pulled those boxers off and went for the balls, tease him a little more so that cock can go a full 100% hard. As my mouth went there he let out the hottest moan, he has a very deep bass voice, I felt it radiate throughout the room. My man was enjoying it. I licked him all the way up his shaft and began swirling my tongue around the head. He was hard as fuck. I finally, after a lifetime of waiting for him, slid it all the way down my mouth into my throat. He was moaning more and more as I started bobbing up and down, I was getting carried away and started slobbering on that cock, it was delicious, definitely my top 3 cocks of my life. Within 3 minutes after starting to suck it, he was already warning me "oh fuck, I think... yeah... I'm gonna cum... I'm getting... Oh wait... aaah... I'm gonna cum." I don't know if he was expecting me to move my mouth off... because there was no fucking way I was gonna do that. I hear him choke up for a second, and there we go, the first rope was in my mouth, then the second, as the third was cumming he stopped choking and let it out, pure moaning so hard like he was about to die, pressing his clenched fists into his face, his veins popping in his neck, and I am swallowing every bit of it. He kept moaning and moaning putting his hands on my head because the feeling was so intense, like a part of him wanted to force me off but also wanted to feel it all, he was restraining himself. I wasn't moving my head if my life depended on it, I was gonna receive it all until it was clean and soft again. I just kept sucking and sucking and cleaning it, and he started giggling again in joy, speechless, all he can articulate at this point was a "whoa... whoa..." I didn't move until it was going back to it's original state.
I looked up at him and was like "I mean come on... you loved it didn't you? Haha." He could barely look at me, he was just laughing so loud and said "I mean, I don't have anything to compare it to, but that was sooooooo fucking good. A cigarette... please!"
I wasn't done with Ramy, and neither was he.
To be continued.