As I recounted in my last blog posts, I had introduced my friend Billy to his first real-deal blowjobs, and having taken the big leap into the great unknown, decided that since I'd obviously really enjoyed myself doing so, and since he'd really enjoyed being on the receiving end of them, that he'd like to delve deeper. To whit, after shaving his dick for him and sucking him off afterwards, Billy announced that he wanted to give sucking dick a go for himself. To our mutual pleasure he did just that and discovered a whole new world of excitement and gratification was his to explore.
Billy enjoyed a little tipple as did I. Since I lived in a dry county I made a trip to an adjoining county and stocked up.
A couple days after Billy's happy initiation he came back over, whereupon we shed our clothes and had a drink, perused my porn magazine collection and began to play with each other's dick. One thing and one drink soon led us to another thing and another drink and another. Billy was getting over his initial shyness and was asking more and more questions. One that he'd asked in a variety of ways was what had motivated me to initiate feeling him out as to what he might be curious about. I explained that the first motivation was pure impulse. That was after our initial swim when he'd walked in on me in my bedroom after I'd shucked my wet cutoffs and underwear and could sense he was looking at my dick as I took my time getting dry cutoffs out of my dresser, and realized I was getting an erection. And when I told him that I had cutoffs that would fit him, and again took my time getting them out of the dresser and walking over to him with them with my dick rising and swaying. And that when he stood up and shed his wet cutoffs and underwear that I could tell he was getting erect, too. Billy said that he'd never seen a hard dick except his own and that seeing mine was shaved was unexpectedly exciting to him. He blushed like crazy when I watched him and then told him he had a nice dick!
Too, he said he'd gotten crazy turned on when I let him look at my sex magazines and how I'd suggested we drop our pants while looking at them to be more comfortable. Then he told me he'd nearly cum when I began to play with his dick and he began to feel mine. Those things led up later to me sucking him off the first time, (his first real blowjob); shaving his dick for him followed by a second blow job, and other reasons, now had taken his curiosity and horniness to the point where he asked if he could suck my dick! Happily, Billy did and found the experience exciting and erotic beyond his wildest imagination. This is where the last blog concluded and this one commences.

As we drank and went through my magazines we were fondling each other and the precum was flowing as freely as the Scotch. In short order Billy told me he wanted to suck me off, if I was OK with that. As if I was going to decline the offer! He began to shift on the sofa to the positions we'd used before, but I suggest we go another route this time. Before we left our shirts on, but I told him that this time we were going to get naked first. We did, and Billy asked what I had in mind. I asked him to just sit back on the sofa and get comfortable and close his eyes. I stood up on the sofa, astraddle his legs. "Now, I want you to lick your lips" I said. With that I held my dick and brushed the tip of it lightly across his lips. My precum left a glistening coating on them. I continued rubbing my knob across Billy's mouth until it was coated and began to press a bit harder. His mouth began to open slightly. "Now, stick your tongue out a bit." He did and now I began to stroke his tongue with my knob. I asked if he was good with what I was doing so far and he nodded. After a bit of that I asked if he'd like to lick my dick head and for answer he began licking it. He was shaking hard in anticipation. He was responding nicely to the sex talk so I continued with it. "Your tongue feels so good on my dick, Billy. So wet and warm. Do you like licking my dick, Billy? Would you like to feel my balls?" He reached up and fondled them. "I think this is what you've been waiting for, Billy. I want you to open your mouth and stick your tongue out, now." He did and I rubbed my dick all over it. " Would you like me to stick my dick in your mouth, Billy? If you do, tell me." Billy shakily asked me to put my dick in his mouth. I laid the head on his tongue and leaned forward and he hungrily sucked my dick into his mouth and went to town on it. I leaned forward and rested my elbows on the top of the sofa. As he sucked I began to move my hips forward and back slowly. Billy caught onto my rhythm as I began to slow-fuck his mouth. At times I would pull almost completely out of his mouth and he would suck hard as I stroked forward. "After I give you my cum will you do this for me, too? I can hardly wait to suck your dick again and have your warm, creamy cum spurting in my mouth." I began to face-fuck Billy faster and deeper on the in-stroke. Billy's breathing got faster and shallower and he was sucking insistently
. "I've got to cum, Billy. Are you ready for my cum?" He nodded quickly, eyes wide open now as my dick spurted one cum blast after another across his tongue and filled his mouth with my sperm. Billy continued sucking my dick long after my final cum spurt. I eased my dick out of his mouth and after a few moments he swallowed my load. He looked up at me and said "shit, but that was hot!" "What" I said. "My cum?" We laughed drunkenly then he said "yeah, your cum, too!!! No, everything from start to finish. Where did you come up with that idea?" "From the bottom of this shot glass. Care to have another," I asked as I picked his and the bottle of Scotch up. "Hell yes" was his reply. "Next up, I get to suck you off. Sure hope you have a big cum load in store for me!" He sure did!!!

We kicked back on the sofa to catch our breath and recuperate for a bit and Billy began to quiz me about how I had made the first steps toward discovering that I enjoyed giving head. I had briefly talked about my initial experiences with an older fellow (named Lee), who fortuitously had been my next door neighbor (covered in my first few blog posts). No need to rehash it here; check out my first blog. It's pretty self explanatory.
I told him about how Lee and I first bonded over sitting outside our apartments, drinking beer and listening to each other's stories. Usually, by the second or third beer Lee would lament about his sketchy sex life of late and, as men are wont to do we got a little graphic in regaling each other with stories of girls we'd had. He was a bit discouraged by how hard it was at his age to initiate a sexual relation. I noticed that whenever the subject of getting his dick sucked that he would get would get an obvious erection in his pants, even to the point of developing a large precum spot. Realizing that getting head seemed to be a particular and fond recollection for him. I had only infrequently fantasized about sucking dick while masturbating before. But sitting there, listening to his wistful recollections and seeing the bulge straining against his trousers I felt a sudden flushing in my face. Alcohol is sometimes referred to as liquid courage, and thus fortified I asked him how long it had been since he'd been sucked off! I was curious about how he would react, and he looked at me like he was evaluating my question for a hidden meaning. I tried to keep my expression neutral, but after a long moment he began to describe the occasion in detail. Afterwards, we sat quietly for awhile and then I stood up and said I should go to bed. I had a good hard-on and made no attempt at hiding it. I saw he had noticed it and quickly glanced away. He stood and his dick was perfectly outlined. As I found out later he wore silk boxers and they did nothing to hide it.
At this point, if you're still reading this and curious I'll suggest you read my blog titled 'I suck dick for the first time.'
I know I got off track, but bear with me. To get back to answering Billy's question I had him stand up and step in front of me while I remained sitting on the couch. I took his dick in my hand and pulled him closer. I said "I can give you a number of good reasons. Remember when you told me that you're crazy about girls but that they can be unsure about what they want? But I come along and I am sure about what I want and like so I wanted to suck you off, said so, and did. You didn't have to wonder if I had fun doing it, because it was obvious that I was. You were frustrated with girls, but I could see you were excited and curious and a bit hesitant."
While talking to him I was playing with his dick, stroking the silky, smooth shaft and balls and rolling his firm, rubbery cockhead between thumb and forefinger.
"You were hesitant to make a move, but willing to see where it lead and I am glad you did. Because now I have your beautiful, hard, smooth dick in my hand and your precum running down my fingers and you know that I want to suck you off. I love how hard you get, the taste of your precum, the shape and feel and texture of your knob as I'm sucking it. And I love the way you cum. I love how hard you squirt your load, the taste and creaminess of it, and how much you give me. I hope you enjoy me sucking you off as much as I enjoy making you cum."