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He was insatiable, and was constantly blowing me. Fred gave me a sensational blowjob, as he always did. We got comfortably in bed, but it was so small that it was impossible not to have contact with him, and his cock was the center of attention, mine anyway. I undressed and I recall having something of an erection, and was a little embarrassed at how relatively small I was.
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I couldn't take my eyes off it, something I know he recognized and loved. God knows how big it was, but it looked enormous, and was rather beautiful and impressive. I was startled to see the size of his cock. This, he told me, was his custom, and I should get naked too. His bedroom has a double bed, it was small but not to worry, it was ok with him, because of course we were friends So all fine As we entered his bedroom, I thought the bed looked small and how could we both fit, but Fred said not to worry, and who was I to complain., Fred undressed and got completely naked. At bedtime, Fred told me we would both sleep in his bedroom, more convenient he said, and we were after all good friends. After dinner on the first night, and after a glass of wine, we talked and I was very comfortable. His apartment was a two bedroom, well furnished and comfortable. After two weeks he said why not make the move in permanent, he said fine with him, we were friends, and he would enjoy the camaraderie. All thought I was very lucky to be invited, and I moved in with Fred and stayed for the summer. Months into our gay sexual activities, and after barely completing first semester, I was invited to spend a few weeks during the holidays at Fred's apartment. This, I am sure, convinced him that i was a willing recipient of his attention, and our visits and sex play were frequent and welcomed. I recall that after a while I would remove my pajama bottoms when I heard him coming to my room. Of course, he was a master at fellatio, and while I was surprised and uncomfortable at first, I grew to really enjoy his visits, his attention, and his ability to make me reach orgasm. I couldn't say no to Fred and my orientation seemed to invite and want it. Then he asked if he could put his mouth on my cock. I recall being surprised, but didn't object because this was Fred and also I was enjoying the attention. This is normal for friends like us, said Fred. He began touching my arms and chest and this seemed normal enough, but his hands roamed downward, first rubbing my stomach, then my upper thighs, and soon he put his hands down my pajama pants and was massaging my growing cock.
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He'd sit on the side of my bed, and our conversations were comforting and pleasant. We were lucky to have him in our lives, and I'm sure all considered him completely trustworthy.Īfter his many visits he would stop my bedroom to chat and say goodnight. He was a well known and respected member of the community. He was trying to console and advise me and I think he may have recognized the potential that similar orientation.
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I was having trouble in community college and was upset by it. He must have felt I was needy, or maybe the most submissive of us all. I have pictures from then, and I am surprised at how handsome I was, a lady friend of my mother called me pretty. He was more attentive to and supportive of me, I wasn't sure why, but I was pleased. He was smart, funny and a confirmed bachelor and was friends with us all. I lived with my mother and siblings, and we had many friends including a neighbor who would stop by the house often, for coffee, dinner and other family events. I was 18 when I had my first gay experience.