Masturbation, conversation ends in a sticky situation. I’m sprawled on my bed, candle casting shadows on the walls as I stroke my cock to the rhythm of an online porn video. My favorite, rugged gay model, is going down on another guy’s dick, and I’m transfixed by the raw passion.
The door swings open, and in walks my buddy, Alex. He’s been watching me from his own apartment across the hall for a while now, intrigued by my solo show. I try to conceal my erection under the blanket, but it’s too late – he’s already got a sly grin plastered on his face.
“Mind if I join you?” he asks, his eyes locked onto mine with an unspoken challenge.
I shrug, and he plops down beside me, his hand reaching out to grab my cock. “You’re really into this, aren’t you?”
Before I can respond, his warm mouth engulfs my penis, sucking hard as if trying to vacuum up every last drop of my cum. My mind is a jumble of pleasure and shock – this was not what I had planned.
I thread my fingers through his hair, guiding him deeper onto my cock, the sound of our heavy breathing filling the room like a primal chant. His tongue dances along my shaft, teasing me with its wet caress as he takes me to the brink of orgasm.
With a guttural cry, I erupt into a hot, sticky mess in his mouth, and Alex swallows every last drop, never breaking eye contact or releasing his firm grip on my dick. My cock still throbs in his hand, a testament to the raw power of that blowjob – an impromptu, erotic collision course that left us both breathless and craving more.
