PART 2 of a true story… For those who have been following the story.
Paul, Shaun and I go back to Shaun’s house. This is after they both made me suck their cocks. I’m feeling 1/2 weird about it, 1/2 drunken-and-don’t-care. Booze can do that, right?
The beers and the tequila shots come out. So does the porno. We’re all in his living room, three drunk horny str8 guys, watching a porno of some girl sucking a guy while she gets fucked doggie style from another guy. We’re jacking our dicks, complaining that there’s no pussy. Paul and I are on the couch. Shaun off by himself on the chair.
Paul reaches over and jacks my dick for me, kinda nonchalantly. I spread my legs and give him access. Then he says, “what the hell, you did me…” And he leans over and starts sucking my cock. He just grabs the base and takes me all the way into his mouth, down the throat. Fucking feels great.
“Am i any good at this,” he says when he comes up for air.
“Keep sucking, bro.”
That’s when I glance over to see Shaun. He’s not beating off. He’s sitting there with a remote in his hand. Wait! That’s not the remote. He’s taking pics on his phone of Paul sucking my cock! “What the...”, I say.
“Shhhh, he says. "You’re face isn’t in it.” And he continues to snap pics.
I lift my legs up a bit and Paul takes the cue. He starts tonguing my hole. Eating up my man funk. It feels fucking great. I had a girlfriend eat my ass once. But Paul’s tongue is firmer, more forceful. He’s really going to town down there while he continues to jack my cock.
“I’m gonna blow…”, I say. And Paul wraps his fist around my dick even firmer, then tightens his lips on the head of my cock. So I fill his mouth with my cum. He swallows. All on camera.
Some of my load is dribbling out the corners of Paul’s mouth. Paul leans back and jacks until he cums on his chest. And Shaun blasts his str8 load all over the glass coffee table just inches from Paul’s head. Now the room smells like cum.
That’s when Paul sees that Shaun has a camera phone in his hand...