Date: Tue, 29 Nov 2016 02:38:22 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Slave to Best Friend Part 2 Slave to Best Friend (part 2) We were best of friends, when a series of events over many years transformed our friendship to something even more special! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction. –––––––––––––––––––– "I really appreciate your taking care of me, and you seem to like it too – even my cumming in your mouth – I was wondering if you would suck my cock." "What?" I said in disbelief, "You want me to be a cocksucker?" I knew that was definitely off limits, though it had occupied a lot of my thoughts lately. "Dave," said Mark, "We are very close and you know I would never tell anyone else – it would be just between us – and I hear it is so incredible!" "No fuckin' way!" I shot back, "I'm no faggot!" "Of course not!" agreed Mark, "just stoke me off." I took my place and really wished I could suck his cock, but I had to pretend otherwise. As I stroked Mark I got closer and he whispered, "Go ahead, just kiss the tip of it." It seemed innocent enough so I leaned over and kissed the tip, and got a drop of his salty pre-cum on my lips. "Nice!" said Mark, "You're doing great – now kiss it a few more times." I kissed his cock head two more times and he continued, "Now run your tongue under the head." Mark moaned as I licked the underside of his cock head, once, and then a second time. "Now just open your mouth and give it a quick suck – just for a moment." In a flash his cock was in my mouth and Mark was crying out as he came. I felt his hot cum squirt right from his cock to my tongue – it was an amazing experience indeed! While I loved sucking Mark I felt really embarrassed and hoped it wouldn't ruin our friendship. I got up and said I had to go. That night Mark called me. "Are you doing okay?" he asked. "Yeah," I said, "But I have a lot on my mind." "I'll bet," said Mark, "me too." "How about if tomorrow we just talk and don't go into the woods?" he asked. I agreed, though I really wanted to suck him again, but didn't want to seem too eager. The next day I met Mark and we went for a walk. "What you did for me yesterday was incredible!" he said. "We've been best friends for a long time," I replied, "And I'm afraid this changes everything!" "We are still best friends," said Mark, "Maybe this just takes our friendship to a whole new level." "I'm not sure what you mean," I said. "Well, best friends do nice things for each other," he said, "and what you did for me was VERY NICE." "Yes, but what about me?" I asked. "Well Dave," Mark replied, "Be honest with me – you kind of liked it, didn't you?" "Perhaps a little," I admitted. "Perhaps a lot!" Mark shot back, "As best friends we can both enjoy something we really like." "And this is just between us?" I asked. "Of course!" promised Mark, "This is too special to talk about!" "Let's go into the woods," I said, and we found a nice private spot. Normally Mark would sit on a log or tree stump, but there were none nearby, so he just stood and unzipped his pants while I got on my knees and sucked him. He ran his fingers through my hair as I sucked him. It felt good to have my best friend appreciate my work. After that I blew Mark nearly every time we were together and I really loved it. He knew I was a cocksucker but it was just something I shared with him out of friendship. He never treated like anything but his very best friend. So it was true that my blowing him actually strengthened our friendship. It was a very convenient arrangement – I loved blowing Mark, and sometimes he would let me hold his cock in my mouth after he came and I would jack off that way. I always came quickly with his cock in my mouth. Neither of us dated girls – there was no need for them complicating our lives. This continued until we were about sixteen, and Mark broadened my horizons even more. One day Mark asked me if I ever wanted to blow other guys. I was surprised at that, and said I had thought about it from time to time, but had no interest in acting on it for now. Mark said nothing more about it for a few months, and then mentioned that his cousin, who went to a different school, had talked about how he would like to find a guy to blow him, because guys gave better blowjobs than girls. I had heard that, and it made sense, since guys who sucked cock really wanted to, while girls were often pressured by their boyfriends to do it and really didn't want to. Mark said that if I wanted to blow other guys that he could arrange it with his cousin and nobody nearby would know. I told him I would think about it. The more I thought about it the more exciting it seemed. I had certainly enjoyed blowjob Mark, and would never tire of it, but the idea of some variety sounded interesting. The more I thought about it the idea of blowing guys I didn't know became very attractive. I told Mark I might be interested, but it would have to be discrete and I absolutely didn't want it to ruin our friendship. Mark agreed and said he would talk with his cousin Louis. The next day Mark said he had talked to Louis and he wanted me to blow him before he decided. "What's going on?" I asked, "Is he unsure he wants to proceed?" Mark explained, "Louis wants to be sure you are good at it – I told him you were fantastic but he wants to confirm it himself, so will you blow him?" I agreed, and Mark said that this weekend Louis would drive out and meet me. When the weekend came Mark told me we had to meet Louis at a local roadside park because he didn't want it known that he was here. His parents didn't know where he was and he didn't want to have to explain. Mark and I went to the roadside park and waited for Louis. There were a couple of people eating lunch at one of the picnic tables, but they left in 20 minutes. –––––––––––––––––––– To be continued ... Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com) Please support this website by donating to nifty.org