Hey everyone, longtime lurker of this sub and first-time poster. Thought I’d share this experience I had a few years ago with a friend of mine. Sorry if this is a little heavy on the backstory, I just wanted to be thorough. This took place around 5 years ago, when we were both around 24/25 years old.

Tyler and I met in college through mutual friends. He knew my roommates so he’d come over and party with us from time to time. He was straight and had kind of a fratty vibe. About 5’11, white, fit/slim build, short brown hair, nice smile. Really cool guy but we were never that close; after we graduated I kinda forgot about him tbh. A couple years later, my job moved me to a new city and I remembered he lived there so I hit him up. He’d gotten married right after graduation, but when we were catching up he told me the marriage had gone sour and she’d recently left him. I was sorry to hear that and over the next several months we ended up spending a lot of time together. It was a new city for me so I didn’t know anyone really, and he hadn’t made many friends there while he’d been married, so at least 2-3x per week he’d come to my place and the two of us would get wasted together, watch movies, talk about life, and just hang out. It was always a chill time.

One night, after Tyler and I had been hanging out like this for about 6 months, we were sitting on my balcony and he was smoking a cigarette. We’d both had a few drinks by this point and he was talking about how lonely he’d been and how much he missed having someone around. This wasn’t uncommon, he took the divorce pretty hard so he talked about it a lot and I was happy to listen because I was just happy to have a friend. This felt a little different though; it kinda seemed like he was beating around the bush, like he had something he wanted to talk about but he wasn’t getting there.

“Tyler, what’s going on?” I asked.

“It’s just... nevermind, it’s too weird,” he said.

“Dude, if you’ve got something you wanna talk about you can just say it. It’s only weird if you make it weird.”

“Alright, fuck it. You’re gay, right? And you know I’m cool with that?"

I started to wonder where this was going. “Uh... yeah,” I laughed nervously.

“And you know things have been kinda hard since Katie left.”

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“Well it’s just... I’ve really missed having some... company. And since you’re gay, I was wondering if you wanted to... help me out with that.”

To be honest, I’d always thought Tyler was cute. Not exactly my type, but definitely an attractive guy. I’d never made a move because he was straight and had been in a relationship the whole time I’d known him until his divorce. So this kinda caught me off guard, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t interested.

“Oh, wow. I mean... what did you have in mind?”

“Honestly man I just need someone to get me off. I’m not gay or anything, it’s just been forever for me and I just know you’re dying to get in on this.”

I knew he was messing with me there. He’d always been playfully arrogant and liked to tease me. He was lonely, horny, and I didn’t have anything going on myself so I thought, why not.

“Yeah, that sounds fun,” I said. “What do you wanna do though? Like do you wanna fuck?”

“Oh, no. Not to sound selfish or anything, but I was kinda hoping you’d just get me off. I’m not gay or looking to explore or anything like that. I just need a good old fashioned blowjob.”

I laughed. He didn’t know it, but he was speaking my language. I’m pretty submissive and I love giving head. “Alright man, let’s go inside.”

“For real?” He asked, sounding almost surprised that it had worked. He took a final drag from his cigarette, flicked the butt over the balcony, and we headed inside.

“How do you wanna do this?” He asked.

I gestured to my couch and said “Have a seat.”

He sat down and I kneeled on the floor in front of him.

“Already on your knees without me even having to tell you,” he joked as he winked at me.

“Shut up asshole, this is a favor I’m doing for you” I laughed as he started to unbutton his jeans.

He slid them and his boxers down around his ankles. His cock wasn’t hard yet but I gotta say, mine was. I never thought we’d be in this position but here we were, and my dick was swelling in my pants because of it. I wanted to pull it out and stroke it, but he’d mentioned he just wanted me to get him off and I didn’t want to scare him away so I just focused on him.

I started to rub and jerk his cock, feeling it get bigger and harder in my hands. It was a decent size, cut and about 6” long.

“Fuck,” he said as he tossed his head back. “I can’t believe you’re actually gonna do this.”

“You can still change your mind if you want.”

“Nah man, I need this. Now suck my dick” he teased, but I obeyed.

I licked up his shaft starting at his balls until I got to the head. I took his tip in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it until I slowly started to go further down.

I moved up and down a few times before I went all the way down to the base, deepthroating his cock.

“Fuck dude, you are really good at this.”

I slid back up, stroking his cock in my hand while I smiled up at him and said “Lucky for you.”

He put one hand on my head and guided my mouth back on his dick. A little pushy for a first time, but I like being pushed around a little bit.

I established a good rhythm, moving up and down his cock, teasing his head with my tongue when I’d come up. My dick was rock hard and leaking through my shorts but I was determined to leave it alone.

I could taste his salty precum in my mouth as I heard him softly moaning.

“This feel good?” I asked, rubbing his balls with one hand while I jerked his dick with the other.

His head was laid back and his eyes were closed. “Just don’t stop,” he commanded.

I wrapped my mouth around him again. I could tell he wanted to cum. I heard him lift his head up. “I’m getting close dude. You’re gonna swallow, right?”

I could tell his question wasn’t really a question, more of an instruction. “Mhmm,” I moaned, my lips never leaving his cock.

“Fuuuuuck,” I heard him almost yelling as he unloaded. I kept my lips wrapped tight around his dick, feeling him shoot his cum in my mouth. He took both his hands and pulled me all the way down so his cock was in my throat. I coughed a little as I choked down his thick load, swallowing it all before letting his cock fall out of my mouth as he released my head from his grip.

He looked totally spent, leaning back on my couch and smiling down at me. “That was... so good. I really needed that.”

“Happy to help” I laughed as I stood, wiping my mouth and getting him something to clean up with.

He put his pants back on and I was kind of afraid things would feel weird between us afterward, but they really didn’t. He stuck around for a while longer before heading home for the night. We continued hanging out like we always did, and this quickly became part of our normal routine with each other. Happy to share our other stories and turn this into a series if there’s interest in that — hope you all enjoyed this one.