A true story - only the name has been changed. "I need a piss - where is the nearest toilet?" "Fuck knows", replied Tom, my new friend of the night. We'd met hours earlier, through mutual friends in a club, and decided as we lived near each other it'd be a good idea to walk home together. Not that we'd talked about anything sexual all night long, for all I knew, Tom was a regular straight 18 year old who happened to also enjoy F1 and fiddling about on computers. "I'm getting pretty desperate..." "Erm, I dunno, could try behind the garages near mine?" So we trudged on until we got to said garages near his house. It was private, but I was a little scared someone might come round the corner. "I'm gonna piss here....can you keep guard in case anyone comes?" "Nobody is going to, its 3am! But sure, if you like", he said, far too loud. "Keep your voice down!" I yelled, and then realised I had been just as loud as he had been. Yes, alcohol had taken its effect on us both. I faced the wall of the garages, undid my belt and started to piss. I remembered, almost too late, that piss running down a wall has a tendancy to soak your shoes, so moved back away from the wall a bit. I could see Tom sneaking closer and closer to me, so I pretended not to see him by glancing casually in the opposite direction. I kept looking away from him until I just finished pissing and was about to shake and looked him straight in the face. Surprise surprise, he was looking straight down at my cock. As I shook my cock, I could almost feel the inner battle inside him - do I make a move or do I not? I honestly thought he'd been so obvious, he couldn't not take a move. I couldn't deny I fancied him, so gave him just the smallest trace of a sly grin and he took my, by now semi-hard penis in his hand. I stopped him for a second and moved us round, so we were away from the edge of the garages, and let him continue. He slowly wanked me, not very hard, but just enough to get the juices flowing. He got down on his knees and after a few slower wanks, started moving my foreskin further down my cock and exposing my glans. I let out an audible sigh and he continued a little faster. Despite my alcohol intake, I was able to keep it up nicely and he seemed to be enjoying what he was doing, I could see him rub his own boner through his jeans. I then felt his soft lips kissing the bottom of my knob, and could feel him inhaling the smell of my trimmed pubes and I guessed what would happen next. In one fluid motion, he took my exposed cock head into his mouth and swirled his tongue all over it, swallowing down the beads of pre-cum that his slow wanking had created. Backward and forward his hend went, sending waves of pleasure over every square centimetre of my penis. By now, all this was beginning to feel a bit too good to I motioned for him to stand up and undid his belt. His throbbing boner was stretching his boxers, bouncing as I pulled down his waistband and exposed it to the night air. I started to wank him, pulling back his foreskin slowly, in between strokes I'd rub my little finger on the underside of his glans and I could tell from the noises that he was making that he enjoyed this. I pushed him round, back against the wall and went down on my knees, taking his 18 year old cock into my mouth. The smell of his neat pubic bush coupled with pre-cum drove me wild - I just wanted more. I kept his penis in my mouth while rolling his foreskin back and forth, flicking my tongue against his cockhead. I could feel him begin to tense up and he started to moan (a little too loud). He took hold of the sides of my head with his hands and began to thrust his hips forward - I opened my mouth and aimed his cock head for my tongue and sped up the wanking motion until I saw bead after bead of his semen spurting onto my tongue and down my throat. Eventully, he stopped, and his body seemed to relax for a moment. I didn't want him to forget however, that my boxers were still around my kneees and I was waiting to be finished off. He motioned me up and once again took my knob inside his mouth, replicating what I had done to him by circling my glans with his tongue and wanking me at the same time. After what I'd just done to him, it was only 30 seconds or so before I felt a warm sensation starting in my groin and found myself shooting a very fluid load of cum into his mouth and down his throat. He seemed to drink it down eagerly and licked my cock clean. Suffice to say, we become very close. Let me know if I should continue with our other experiences!