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X and Lee
by Xavier
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IS A TRUE STORY ABOUT ME AND A FRIEND. NAMES WERE OF COURSE CHANGED TO
PROTECT TO GUILTY BUT THIS STORY AND ALL OTHERS I PLAN TO SHARE ARE
ABSOLUTELY 100% REAL. We met the first day of work at a new job. The new hires were gathered in the lunchroom, waiting for orientation to begin. Not really interested in making new friends, I found an empty table in the back, took a seat and placed my head on the table. About 10 minutes later, I heard a chair slide from underneath my table. Curious, I looked up to find a handsome face smirking at me. “Late night?” the stranger asked. “Aren’t they all?” I replied, still not wanting to strike up a conversation, even with this sexy guy. “Name’s Lee,” he said confidently, extending a hand. I slapped his palm in return, proceeding into one of those urban street-type handshakes. “Xavier, but friends call me X,” I replied, caught by this intense gaze he shot. We started talking and from that day on we hung out whenever we could, spending breaks, lunches and weekends together. We talked about all kinds of things from his wife and daughter to my brief career selling “street pharmaceuticals”. One night we were kicking it on the patio of his fourth story condo, smoking some green and trading war stories about all the crazy shit we did as teenagers and laughing ourselves silly. Suddenly, we overheard a comedian on TV doing a bit about black dudes having gigantic dicks. Lee turned to me with a sly grin and asked, “X, you’re black and I ain’t, so I just gotta ask. Is it true?” “What?” I responded, pretending not to know what he was asking. “Do you guys all have big dicks or is it all bullshit?” he asked, still grinning. “Well, since mine is the only one I’ve ever seen, I couldn’t tell you,” I quipped. “Well, I know all that shit about white guys and Asians having little dicks is a big ass lie, cuz I’m both and I’m pushin’ 10 inches, man,” he shared. “Damn, man, I must’ve been late when God gave out the steroids and Viagra, cuz I’m only workin’ with about 8 ½ here,” I answered, “but 10 would be something to check out up close.” Knowing I’d crossed a line, I waited for his reply. I’d been thinking about messing around with a guy ever since my girlfriend rimmed me and showed me how much pleasure something up your ass could be, but never had anyone I would ever consider approaching with the idea. I figured tonight was the perfect opportunity because if things went south, I could always blame the suggestion on being high and laugh it off and if he liked the thought, all the better. “Believe me, man, I fall in love with my dick every time I pull it out. To be honest with you, I’d rather stroke it than fuck my wife, sometimes, especially when I’m smokin’. Only thing is I gotta wait till she goes to sleep cuz she hates when I watch porn flicks,” Lee confessed, his right hand rubbing his hardening dick through his jeans (although, I cant be sure if he even realized he was doing it). “Hey, man, I’ll be right back. Let me just go handle some business real quick and then we’ll talk,” Lee told me as he stepped inside the house and called for his wife. “It’s all good,” I said, “I’ll be right here when you done. Don’t hurt the girl, now,” assuming he was gonna go take out his “frustration” on her. I wrote off the idea of messing with him, guessing he just wasn’t into that kinda thing, especially when I heard his wife moaning, signaling that she’d just reached climax. Moments later, Lee came back in, dressed only in smiley faced boxers, a stack of DVDs in his left hand and his semi hard cock in the other. “Now that she’s gone, the men can have some real fun,” he said as he popped in a movie and set the rest on the TV set. “Make yourself comfortable, dude,” I heard him say, nodding at my jeans and winking one eye while producing a small bottle of lube from the waistband of him shorts. I’d already removed my T-shirt and sneakers, left with just a white tank top and blue jeans, plus I REALLY wanted to check him out so I said what the hell and stripped down to my Lycra boxer-briefs. As the movie started, I caught myself paying more attention to what I could see of him out of the corner of my eye than I was to the hot porn chick on the screen. Lee was very obviously jerking his manhood underneath that thin layer of cotton, but at this angle I could only catch fleeting glimpses of his dickhead when it when it would accidentally pop out of the hole in the front. Me, sitting on his sofa and he on the loveseat, we were far enough to not be doing anything “gay”, but close enough I could hear the gentle slurping sound his hand and the lubrication made as he pleasured himself. I was rock hard but hadn’t reached down to touch my own flesh, instead sliding up and down my pole over my underwear, the Lycra fabric gliding smoother than any lube could. I could sense Lee had some reservations about exposing his hard member in front of another guy so I decided to coax him along a bit. I began making up stories about how my older brother and his friends circle-jerking in high school, hoping to make it sound like something guys just did. Then, I started shifting around on the sofa like I couldn’t get comfortable and said, “Damn. Usually I am naked when I beat off and these drawls are making me uncomfortable. Dude, would you mind if I just took them off?” “Naw, dude. Go ahead. Whatever keeps your cock hard,” he answered, eyes glued to the screen and prick hard in hand. “Cool. And don’t think that just cuz I’m here that you cant get comfy. I mean this is your place. Whatever you do stay between us, guy,” I offered, hoping he took the bait. “Alright, then, good to know,” he accepted, pulling his cock and balls out over the elastic band of his shorts. “Had to be sure before I cut loose,” he joked. Finally he pulled his attention from the gang bang scene on display and turned it in my direction, at the same time slowing the pace of his strokes until he was holding that steel stiff meat stick at its base pointing it straight up to the ceiling. “So is it as hot up close as it was thinkin’ about it?” he asked, wagging that python slowly, back and forth, grinning that same grin. I just stared at it, speechless, in awe at the fact I was two feet from another man’s huge, hard piece. I noticed it wasn’t quite 10”, as I had about a ¼” more length and even at it’s hardest (RIGHT THAT MOMENT!!!), my dick was 9 inches at best, but it was about twice as thick as my dick and had more veins along the shaft. “Shit…,” was all I could manage to whisper back. That’s when he stood up, letting his boxers fall to the floor and walked over to the sofa and lay down, legs open and back against the arm of the couch, facing me. “Better view,” he said with a look in his eye that said ‘yeah, right’. I decided to counter this move by positioning myself the same way, facing him. “Courtside seats,” I added, shifting my seat just enough so that our knees touched and looked him dead in the eyes. “Then we can turn off the pre-game show and start the game,” Lee half-whispered, grin replaced by a lustful half-smile, as he pointed to the remote and pressed the power button, never breaking eye contact. We sat there, eyeing one another’s body head to toe, jerking our meat in synch with each other. “I can’t take this anymore. I’ve gotta blow this load,” Lee told me. “I know, same here,” I agreed. Lee threw his head back and let everything else vanish and he surrendered to ecstasy. His left hand caressed his nuts while his right stroked, faster and faster. I just watched, fixated on seeing his orgasm. I began pinching my left nipple and running my hand over my washboard abdomen as I felt the heat grow inside me. I could see Lee body start to quiver as moans of pure pleasure escaped my own throat. “OH GOD!” Lee yelled and his muscles locked just as my own satisfaction came. “Shit, oh shit, FUCK,” he exclaimed as he shot 5 or 6 steams of cum directly at me. His hot man milk splattered all over my face, chest and stomach just as I busted my nutt, letting out a long low groan of delight and spraying even more jizz into the air and onto my face and chest. Covered in boy juice, I opened my eyes to see Lee laying flat on his back and stroking his still hard dick with a big silly ass smile on his sweat covered face. “Intense, X. I mean that was amazing. Definitely the best nutt I ever had. Can’t believe I never even thought about something like this before tonight. And man, sorry about the mess I made. I was just caught up in the moment, dude,” Lee told me, still trying to catch his breath. I looked him in the eye and smiled. I ran my tongue over my lips, licking off every drop of our mingled essences I could reach. I wanted more and I wasn’t about to let this chance get away from me. “Ding, ding. Time for round two,” I said and leaned forward, surprising both my buddy and myself by moving his hand and swallowing his dick all the way down to his pubic hair. But that’s a story for later… check back to hear about our first time giving head to each other and a couple more sessions Lee and I have had over the past year or so.
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