Quickies are short, erotic fiction meant to be read in 5-7 minutes.
Content Notes: M/M, Bisexual, First Time, Blow Job
“Want another beer?” I called out to Dave, who sat on one of the couches in my living room. His attention was fixed on the basketball game on TV.
“Sure,” he called back.
I opened the fridge, pulled out two bottles, and then closed the French doors. On one side was a picture of me and my wife, Amy, who was currently away for work overseas for six months. I missed her, but the picture made me smile.
Heading toward the living room, Dave was perched on the edge of the couch, intently watching a dude shoot free throws. I handed him a bottle.
I sat down on the other end of the couch and took a big swallow.
Amy had been gone for a month, and I had the house all to myself. There was something nice about that, but it got lonely sometimes too. Not to mention that I hadn’t gotten laid since she’d been gone. We’d had an absolutely amazing night the night before she left. And we had also come up with a little arrangement for ourselves.
Since she would be gone so long and both of us would be longing for some companionship during that time, we decided it would be okay for either of us to seek out other people for company and sex, as long as we were discreet and didn’t tell the other person. We also wouldn’t ask any questions.
I had been hesitant to get onto dating apps for a variety of reasons, but my need to play naked with someone was really getting strong, and something was going to have to give soon. I just wasn’t sure what.
“Fuucckk,” Dave said, clenching his fists. “I can’t believe he missed that.”
“He’s been doing that a lot recently, though,” I said, trying to get my mind off Amy and sex. Dave must have noticed I was a little distant.
“Daydreaming about Amy over there?” he asked with a smirk.
“Something like that,” I said.
“Maybe just dreaming of getting your dick sucked in general?”
“Yeah, maybe more like that,” I said, grinning. Dave didn’t know about my and Amy’s arrangement, but he probably understood I hadn’t had sex in a month.
We sat quietly for a few minutes, sipping our beers and watching the game. And then he said something I’ll never forget.
“You know, I could do it for you if you want.”
For a few seconds, I had no idea what he meant. And then I knew exactly what he meant.
“Whaaa… uhh…” My brain wasn’t working, but my dick was getting hard.
“If you’re not interested, forget I ever said anything. But if you are… why not? No one else is here.”
“Umm…” I was getting harder and harder the fewer words I could form, and it was showing.
“Looks like you’re interested,” Dave said, nodding at my crotch.
There was no hiding my bulge, but I could not form the word “yes.” Instead, I unfastened my pants and pulled my cock out, stroking it a few times.
Dave’s eyes widened as he moved off the couch and onto his knees in front of me. Wrapping his fist around my cock, he moved it up and down a few times before sliding it into his mouth.
A jolt of pleasure shot through my body.
I had been the only person to touch my dick in the past thirty days, and the feeling of being in someone’s mouth was a little overwhelming. That Dave was doing it was a little beyond me at that point.
Dave slid my cock in and out of his warm, wet mouth while grasping the base. His pale, shaved head bobbed up and down as he sucked me off, and I reached out and placed my hand on top of it.
I groaned while putting a little pressure on his head, guiding him to the speed and depth I wanted. He took it all.
Gagging just a little as my cock went all the way in, Dave never let up, his hand beginning to work my shaft as well.
It had been so long that I was coming along quickly, and Dave was hitting the right spots at just the right time.
Closing my eyes, whistles and sneakers squeaking played in the background as Dave sucked me off while I used his mouth like my own personal cum hole. Which it would be very shortly.
“Fuuuucck,” I groaned, and it seemed to make Dave go a little faster.
I was truly on my way now. Grunting, groaning, pressing on his head, my explosion was imminent.
“Fuck… Here it is… Here it is, man… Oh, fuck…”
I busted into Dave’s mouth, cum shooting in ropes from my cock. Thrusting into him, I released everything I had, and Dave took it all.
It was almost like he had done it before.
When I was done, he let my cock fall from his mouth and wiped his lips with his hand. I lay my head back on the couch, breathing heavily, and closed my eyes, letting the pleasure flow throughout my body.
When I opened my eyes next, Dave was again seated on the other end of the couch, his arms resting along the back and a tent in his crotch.
I hesitated a few moments, not sure what to do. But then I decided it was only right of me to return the favor. I got onto my knees between Dave’s legs.
Unbuckling his belt, I couldn’t look him in the eyes, but I continued to unfasten his pants until the moment of truth. I reached in and pulled out his hard cock.
He was short and thick, with a big, mushroomy head. Grasping it at the base, I slid it into my mouth, and Dave groaned.
His skin was soft and smooth against my tongue, and the smell of soap and musk mingled together as I bobbed my head up and down on his shaft.
Pulling it out of my mouth, I slid my hand up and down his slick length, then slid it back into my mouth. In many ways, I knew what I was doing since it had been done so many times to me. It felt strangely natural to have a dick in my mouth.
Dave grunted softly and breathed heavily while I serviced him with my head in his lap. I began to move my hand as well, and Dave got louder.
I worked him faster, listening to his sounds to get the rhythm right. I knew I had him when he began groaning regularly and put a hand on my head.
“Yeah… suck that fucking cock…”
I took him all the way in, sliding my mouth down to his base and letting his fat dick fill my mouth entirely. He groaned loudly.
“I’m getting fucking close,” he said, and I really went to work on him, alternating between fast movements of my hand and mouth and taking him all the way in, waiting for his cum.
Dave was outright moaning now, both hands on my head as he pulled me down onto his cock getting closer and closer to the finish line.
“Oh, fuck, here it is… I’m gonna come… I’m gonna come…”
A second later, he shot a burst of cum into my mouth. Surprised by the sensation, I pulled back and got hit right on the lips. And then on the chin. And then on the chin again. I closed my eyes and let Dave empty himself onto my face and neck. When he was done, he slumped back onto the couch.
My first reaction was to get cleaned up immediately. I jumped up and went into the bathroom, and when I saw myself in the mirror, it struck me that I had my buddy’s cum all over my face.
I grabbed a towel, wiped it all off, then splashed some water on my face and dried it off. It was starting to hit me what we had just done as I walked back into the living room.
When I sat back down on the couch, Dave’s pants were fastened, and he was watching the game again. We sat there quietly for a few minutes.
“We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” he said, never taking his eyes off the TV.
I paused for a couple beats. “Maybe later,” I said and also turned my attention back to the game.
It was going to be a really interesting five months until Amy returned.
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Ambyr Leigh is an erotic fiction author who likes to write cheating and older woman/younger man, among other things. Check out her, available at many ebook retailers.
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