Sex stories

I was 18, my friend Oussem was 19. We ended up at the police station.

We had to undress for a search, but we kept our underwear on. Oussem was tall, solid, hairy… and had a huge bulge between his legs.

So big that the cop pointed at it and said:
“what’s that, you hiding something?”

“nah bro… that’s just my dick.”

He turned red, embarrassed.

The cop joked about his record matching the size of it. We argued back — over two stolen sandwiches.

Eventually they let us go. Clean records. Nothing.

We left and sat at a bus stop near a forest. Nobody around. August heat. Silence.

We’d known each other for years. Close. Real close.

I joked:
“for real, stop hiding that bazooka.”

He laughed:
“yeah, I’ve got a big one.”

We talked. About girls. About sex.

Then he said it:
“sometimes I just want to get sucked… I wouldn’t even care if it’s a guy.”

I froze.

We kept talking. He started pushing. He knew.

Finally I admitted it:
“yeah… maybe I’m a little into guys.”

Silence.

Then he said:
“what if we go in the woods… and you suck me?”

It hit me like a shock.

But I trusted him. He wasn’t the type to betray me.

He stood up. Hard already.

Showed it to me.

Massive. Thick.

Then he said:
“come.”

We walked into the woods. Deeper. Hidden.

He took it out again. Fully hard.

I grabbed it.

He said:
“go ahead.”

I dropped to my knees and slowly took him in my mouth.

It was huge.

I started going deeper, faster. He was loving it.

Then suddenly he grabbed himself and said:
“I’m about to cum… you want it in your mouth?”

“yeah.”

He finished in my mouth.

We got up. Walked back like nothing happened.

After that, we stayed best friends.

He didn’t care about me being into guys.

Sometimes he’d just say:
“you free?”
“yeah.”

And I knew what he wanted.

Oussem… was a real one.