This happened many years ago but is something that has really stuck with me. Back when I was at college I had a group of friends that enjoyed playing computer games together. We would from time to time hang out at each others houses, have some beers, play some games and then just crash on the bedroom floor or living room sofa for the night.

I was really friendly with a guy named Steve and quite often I would just stay over at his as I lived a few miles from his house. My other friends played games with him but they were never really that close with him. They would describe him as a little odd or awkward. This surprised me because I had always gotten along with him just fine and we would honestly have some right laughs together. 

However this one night things changed between us. I remember it clearly, it was in the middle of summer, the UK was going through a really bad heatwave at the time. His parents were giving us plenty of stick for being inside playing video games when we could be out enjoying ourselves. We were used to these kind of comments but didn't really care. We finished playing in the early hours of the morning and had drank quite a few cans when we decided to call it a night. I stripped off to my boxers and tried to get comfy on the floor. Thankfully I had been given a duvet to lie on and a pillow so it wasn't so bad, however it was brutally hot that I just decided to sleep on top.

I must have drifted off to sleep because I felt myself suddenly start to stir. I woke to something touching me. I could feel that I had an erection, a pretty big one I might add. This wasn't uncommon, for years I would find myself waking up in the night or morning with a hard on. It was just being a young lad I thought, totally normal. However this night I could feel something touching my hard cock... it wasn't me... I slowly opening my eyes and was absolutely stunned to see Steve looking down at me from his bed, his arm hanging down lazily and in his hands was my hard, erect penis. How long has he been touching me I thought? I was about to shout what the hell do you think you're doing but I quickly realised that my cock had grown stiffer... was I enjoying this? I had never had sexual urges like this before. I considered myself 100% straight... but there was something about having Steve's hand wrapped around my shaft that excited me. I just looked up and carried on watching him.

He hadn't realised that I had stirred. Steve was too busy looking at my cock, he looked transfixed by it. Had he pulled my pants down? They had moved down a little, but not much... had I done this? I couldn't remember. A million thoughts were racing through my brain when finally we made eye contact. Wow! He didn't even flinch. He just stared straight at me and continued to play with my rock hard cock. This was so weird I thought, but also a fucking huge turn on. 

Steve continued stroking me, occasionally he would glance at me, to see my reaction but most of the time his gaze was firmly on my cock. This must have lasted a good 10 minutes, but it honestly could have been hours. We were in this weird bubble, both fully locked in to what was happening. By now Steve had grown in confidence because he climbed down off his bed and was knelt beside me. Still stroking he leant forward for a closer inspection, it honestly looked like he was fascinated with what he was doing. My breathing was getting louder now as I became more excited and I couldn't help but let out a small groan. I knew I had to be quiet as his parents were in the next room and the prospect of them walking in on us frightened me, however clearly not enough to tell Steve to stop.

I could feel myself getting close and whispered this so that Steve would know. These were the first words I had spoken and was shocked at how hoarse my voice sounded. I thought he was going to stop stroking me and come to his senses but he just looked at me and smiled. It was so odd! I didn't really understand what he was thinking but quickly realised. He repositioned himself so that he was at my legs and then without hesitation he took me in his mouth.

Fuck! I thought as I felt his hot, breathy mouth clamp down on my thick, hard shaft. The sensation was something I has never experienced before. It felt so good and I started panting with excitement and began squirming from side to side as Steve increased his suction and the pleasure washed over me. It felt like he was literally trying to suck the cum right out of my balls. I covered my mouth and desperately tried to stifle a moan. I was in absolute ecstasy but at the same time felt so confused about what was happening. Did this mean I liked guys now? Was I bi? I must be I thought, I was enjoying this after all. Was Steve gay? Does he do this often? Had he done this to the other guys? All of these thoughts swirling around in my head as I allowed him to pleasure me with his mouth.

Steve would look up and watch me. Clearly he was enjoying this too and every time our eyes met my cock would stiffen further (as if that was even possible).  I could see his own boxers damp with pre-cum and he had a raging hard on himself. Was it odd I wanted to see it in this moment? I wanted to touch it and feel it... what the fuck was going on I thought.

Steve released my cock from his mouth, giving my a small amount of rest bite. He kissed the head and licked it slowly. It was like he was enjoying some sort of ice lolly I thought. Then he ran his tongue up and down the underside of my shaft. Fuck that felt good I thought. He felt my balls in his free hand, squeezing them softly, then a little harder. I let out a little cry of discomfort and he stopped. He was literally playing with me, experimenting with his touch. He moved his head a little further down and I could hear him inhale. Was he smelling me? I then felt this strange sensation as he started to suck on my balls. He would take it in turns sucking on one of them before moving onto the next. I remember really enjoying this however sadly this didn't last too long, once my breathing had calmed down enough he quickly returned to my cock and took it once again in his mouth.

I gave up trying to watch him at this point, the entire thing was getting too intense so I let my head rest back on the pillow and closed my eyes, deciding to enjoy this moment. I could feel him sucking harder and harder, occasionally stopping to control his own breathing. Every time he did that I would feel his hot breath on the head of my cock. It was an odd sensation which made my cock twitch with excitement.

I really was getting close now, I could feel it building deep inside me. We were reaching the point of no return when I suddenly thought "Do I tell him I'm about to cum?" however I didn't get a chance to get the words out. The sensation happened so quickly that I fell back into the floor and cried out in sheer pleasure. I began pumping my thick, creamy load into his mouth. Fuck I thought it would never end. Each convulsion pumped another load into his greedy hot mouth. I looked up to see his reaction and was amazed to see his eyes closed as he kept swallowing and swallowing it. 

He continued to suck and lick me after I had finished. It was like he didn't want to let go of what he had in his mouth. He was cleaning all the cum off it, all the pre cum, all of my sex. When he was done I was left with a cock covered in my mates saliva but absolutely clean and spotless. Steve had taken something from me and now it was inside him. I don't know why but this thought really struck me and i just lay there in total amazement of what he had done. The chance he had taken. 

Steve got up and went to the bathroom in his room. I don't know for definite what he was doing in there because the loo didn't flush. To be honest I'm convinced he went in there to masturbate because when he came back his erection had gone. Without saying a word he climbed into his bed and turned on his side, facing away from me. Still totally gobsmacked I did the same and started reliving the moment in my head....I then inevitably drifted off to sleep.

We never spoke about that night. The next morning was so fucking weird, he just woke up and acted like nothing had happened. I wanted to say something but just couldn't. The whole incident sparked something deep inside me and I found myself exploring these new and exciting urges. Within 12 months I was having sex with men and if you had told me that before that night I would have laughed.

Thank you for reading x