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It’s been a few years now, but the best blowjob of my life was so sensational that I’ll probably never forget it. This not-so-everyday blowjob sex story actually started quite innocently, and none of us would have thought that a wild evening with my straight friends would end with us sucking each other’s cocks.
But let’s start at the beginning: There isn’t much going on in the small town in North Rhine-Westphalia where I was born and raised. There are a few sports clubs, a couple of bars and clubs, and quite a lot of green space. In terms of leisure activities, my hometown is more of an entertainment desert. People go to work, play soccer in clubs, work out at the gym, or go out partying. For a gay man like me, a town like that is pure horror. But because my parents need my support, I’ve stayed there until now and made the best of the modest situation. But of course, the pressure on my balls was constantly high and I was horny every day.
The only real change was the parties on the weekends. Every Friday after work, I’d rush home, jump in the shower, put on some cool clothes, and head out on the town. I was actually out every weekend with a group of eight guys, all macho and all horny all the time. At least, that’s what their comments suggested. I can’t really say today why a normal summer party night three years ago turned into a blowjob sex story, but it was definitely the best blowjob I’ve ever had.
Our evenings always started at our favorite bar. We would pre-drink there before heading to the only decent club to spend the rest of the evening partying, chatting, and telling dirty jokes. When I think about it now, it was probably those jokes and comments that set the tone for the evening. The later the evening got and the more drinks I had, the more relaxed I became, and every now and then I would throw out a comment or two that at least hinted that I was different from my friends. These were phrases like, “Well, I’m open to a lot of things.” When I said that, my friends looked at each other and said, “You do know that anyone who’s open to everything can’t be right in the head, right?” Then they burst out laughing, high-fived each other, and grinned cheekily at me. One of them put his hand on my thigh, leaned his head close to my ear, and whispered, “It’s okay, just kidding.” It went on like this all evening and we had a lot of fun.
At some point, we were all pretty tipsy. It was quite stuffy in the club and we were all sweating, so we decided to buy a few more drinks at a nearby gas station and continue partying in the city park. We often did that in the summer. So we left the overheated club, ran to the gas station, and bought our drinks. A short time later, we were sitting at our usual spot, a park bench with a stone table a little off to the side, and continued partying. At some point, all that liquid had to come out. “I have to pee, I’ll be right back,” I said and walked a little way to relieve myself behind a bush. I remember humming my favorite song on the way there.
I was just getting settled when one of my friends appeared next to me. So there we stood, pulling out our dicks. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that my friend had a pretty big dick, and I said with a grin, “Wow, that’s a nice pipe.” He looked at my dick and said, “You’re one to talk, you could kill someone with that thing, I don’t want to see it when it’s hard.” I actually had a pretty big dick, but unfortunately I didn’t get to use it very often. “How long is it, my God?” he wanted to know. “When it’s hard, it’s 22.5 cm,” I replied. My buddy looked around and then said, “Can I touch it?” I was totally surprised, but nodded silently. His hand reached out and I felt my dick get hard immediately. I was even more surprised when his hand started jerking me off, making my cock rock hard. “Mmm, hot,” I blurted out, and my buddy grinned. He knelt down without saying a word, and my cock was already in his mouth. What followed was a blowjob until I came, and a huge load of cum landed in his throat. After he had licked my cock clean and licked the rest off his lips, he stood up and said dryly, “Aren’t we all a little bi? But please don’t tell anyone.” Then he turned around without saying a word and went back to the others.
“Where are you? We’re waiting for you,” the now well-lubricated group greeted me and held out a can of beer. The night got really long. At some point, the guy I went to take a piss with said, “Did you guys know he has a huge dick?” and pointed at me. One of them said, already slurring a bit, “Really, let’s compare,” and started unzipping his pants. “Oh, I’m in, my girlfriend always says I have a huge dick.” One by one, they unzipped their pants and everyone took out their junk. “And whoever has the smallest has to suck the others off,” I said jokingly. “Cool idea, who’s in?” asked one, and surprisingly, everyone raised their hands with a grin. We agreed that everyone would jerk off until they were hard, and then we would compare. So we stood in a circle and each of us got busy with our own hands. Then we held our cocks together and measured them roughly. The result was pretty clear. Of all people, the one who had given me a blowjob earlier was now going to be the hero of this erotic story.
The loser had to give everyone a blowjob in turn, so he knelt down in front of the first guy and sucked and licked for all he was worth. The others just watched and jerked off their cocks. One by one, everyone was served, and each time the “blowjobber” swallowed the full load. With each new job, the moans of the guy getting sucked off and the gagging of the guy doing the sucking could be heard as the cock disappeared deep into his throat. I was lucky to be last in line. That way, my cock could recover a little from the first round. When it was my turn, my buddy winked at me secretly and started working on my cock. His tongue circled my swollen glans carefully, then ran along my cock, ending up back at my glans. He put his mouth over my shaft and I felt it disappear deep into his throat. This time he had to “work” a little longer until my cock shot its load. But this time it didn’t land in his mouth, but on his face. The others laughed and wanted to give him a handkerchief. But he wiped his face with his hand and licked my cum off his fingers. Only then did he remove the remains with the cloth. When everyone had put their dicks away again, we agreed that no one should find out about what had happened. So we just picked up where we had left off earlier in the night and drank our drinks as if nothing had happened.
Eventually, most of my friends said goodbye and I was left sitting on the tabletop with the guy who had given us all blowjobs. I felt kind of sorry for him because he was the only one who hadn’t gotten to cum. “You didn’t get to get laid, should I change that?” I said and winked at him. He said nothing and lay down on the table without a word. After looking around and making sure no one was nearby, I opened his pants, grabbed his semi-erect cock, took it out, and started jerking him off. He moaned softly, and I decided to give him a blowjob too. He had a circumcised, beautiful cock that stood straight up. His glans glistened in the moonlight, and you could see that it was wet with precum. I licked it carefully. It tasted slightly sweet. My lips first enclosed his glans, my tongue played around it, and I carefully touched his frenulum. His moans grew louder. His cock disappeared deep into my mouth with every up and down movement, and my hand worked his balls.
“Can you finger me a little while you suck me?” he asked suddenly, and I did as he asked. I moistened my index finger with plenty of saliva and then carefully pushed it into his asshole. I didn’t have to search long to find his prostate. I moved my finger and massaged it a little. It didn’t seem like this was his first time, and I was beginning to doubt whether he was really just bisexual. I felt his cock become rock hard and start to twitch. Shortly afterwards, his cum shot into my mouth and without thinking twice, I swallowed it. When he had got dressed again and finished the rest of his beer, he nodded at me with a smile and made his way home. I stayed for a few more minutes, watching the sun slowly rise, and then half an hour later I fell into bed, feeling pretty satisfied.
What a night, what a hot blowjob story. I had a lot of fun with my buddies, including two hot blowjobs with orgasms, and I got to suck a delicious cock myself. You can’t ask for more in one night. What surprised me most was the realization that even the most die-hard heterosexuals seem to find it hot when you give them a blowjob. It doesn’t seem to matter who gives them a blowjob. Of course, I also liked the fact that I didn’t even have to come out to have some hot fun.
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