Fulfilment of Desire

I have known my friend Joe, all my life. As long as I can remember, he's been there. We've shared good times and bad, but through it all, we've remained friends. Years ago, when we were younger, he and I were up at my family's cabin with a couple of other friends. One night in particular, we were drinking booze and smoking pot while we played poker. Around 3 a.m. we were all pretty stoned, and the group of us went skinny-dipping in the lake. After a while, the other guys went back to the cabin and left me alone. Or so I thought. I was sitting on a rock, out in the water, just feeling great about life. Then I noticed Joe, sitting on the dock, watching over me.

I asked him, "What are you doing?"

He said "I thought I'd better keep an eye on you".

I thought at the time that it was a little weird , but looking back, I realize that it was very caring gesture. He probably thought I was so blitzed that I might drown or something. Anyway, we ambled up the hill to the cabin to join the other guys. When we got there, it seemed that the cold water was too much for Mike and Bob, they had passed out. So, my buddy and I talked for a while.

We sat in the main room with blankets covering our wet, nude bodies. As we talked, I noticed my friend wasn't looking at me. His gaze was lower. I determined that he was catching a glimpse of my cock, which wasn't totally covered by the blanket. Except, it wasn't a glimpse, he was staring at it with a look of hunger in his eyes! That was a look I hadn't seen before. I felt very comfortable around him, so I wasn't pissed off or anything. Actually, I found myself excited at his interest and I did nothing to hide my prick from his view. If anything, I might have lifted the blanket slightly, to allow a better look. Thinking back, I don't know if I planned it or not, but I suggested that he and I check out the sleeping cabin at the back of the property. So, with blankets on our shoulders and a candle to guide us, we walked back to the cabin and looked around inside. He finally laid down on a couch in the living room and I flopped onto one of the beds. We were both pretty high.

I asked, "How are you feeling?"

His reply was a surprise, " I feel like sucking you off!".

My response? "Go for it"!

He walked through the dark cabin into the bedroom and quickly found my hard cock. He laid down between my legs and after stroking my boner briefly, he licked the length and popped it into his mouth. He sucked on it with ravenous desire. He groaned like an animal devouring a meal! It felt spectacular! It was a first for me, having a guy suck my cock, but I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to do it. He pumped my dick in and out of his hungry mouth for a long time, pausing to rub his 5 o'clock shadow against my thighs and balls. While I was lost in ecstasy, he tried hard to get me off. He'd stop sucking long enough to ask me to think of a young, sexy girl we both knew, and how I'd luck to fuck her, and then he'd go back to pumping my cock with his mouth. To re-assure me, he told me that he could take the head. I didn't understand at the time what he meant. He wanted me to cum in his mouth. He wanted to taste it! But it didn't matter, I was so zonked, I didn't cum. After a while, he tired of sucking me.

I said, "It's my turn. Let me suck you now!"

He laid back and I took his swollen meat into my mouth. I enjoyed the sensation. His prick was warm, smooth and hard. I had always wondered what it would feel like to suck a cock and now I was doing it. I don't totally understand it, but I enjoyed giving the pleasure and having control of this strong symbol of lust. I sucked him until it was obvious that he wasn't going to cum either. We both enjoyed the experience, even though we didn't get off.

Since that night, we haven't repeated our lustful actions, despite offers from me to do so. I have fantasized about giving him another blow job, and tasting his cum in my mouth, and the thought makes me incredibly horny. I'd like to experience his hot cock again, without us both being so drunk.

I've invited him to the cabin again, hoping that he'll finally yield to my advances.