Birthday jack-off party for a greedy cum-lover – Part 1

It was a week before my 23rd birthday when I knew that something was up. One of my fuck buddies had been calling to make sure I was free that Saturday night, and although I was more than happy to be hooking up with him I knew this was something more. I agreed to clear the date of course, regardless of it being just a good fuck that night or whether it was something more, but I have to admit that I was hoping for more.

And boy, did I get it!

I’ve been hooking up with Corrigan for more than two years, ever since I met him at a party for a mutual friend. He was just getting into exploring his cock lust at the time, but the moment we met we just clicked. That night we sucked each other off more than a couple of times, and a week later we were hooking up to fuck.

Everyone says we make a perfect couple, saying we look like Abercrombie boys in a photo shoot whenever we’re together. That’s one of the things that I guess keeps us both so horny for each other; we’re pretty similar, love the same music, both work out a few times a week, love hanging out with friends… it’s not all just about cock with us, but although we hang out together all the time we actually fuck maybe once a week when we both have the same night free.

So the weekend came around and Corrigan picked me up, real late too. I hadn’t seen him for a few days (which just got me more suspicious about what was going on). There was loads I needed to tell him. I’d been getting some real looks from a couple of the guys at the gym that week and I was sure they were cruising me. The thing is I knew these guys were straight, so I couldn’t work out what was going on. Had I suddenly gained some strange powers?

I told him about it and he just laughed, then faught me off when I told him how horny I was and reached for the bulge in his shorts. This definitely wasn’t like him, we’ve driven down the freeway before with me sucking the cum out of him and he loved every second of it.

So, I asked where we were going “you’ll find out soon enough” was his only reply.

I tell ya, I would have been pissed if we pulled up to a restaurant and all he had planned was a meal. I wanted cock so bad. He’d told me not to jack off for a week, so I was expecting more than just a romantic meal. We don’t do all that bullshit, we’re buddies who share cock, that’s it.

We pulled up to a parking lot outside a McDonalds and I was starting to really worry. He pulled out a blindfold and put it on me, to much argument I should add. I don’t like surprises at the best of times, but at a fucking McDonalds? No chance of me enjoying that!

He eventually got me to shut up with promises that we had a little drive to go yet, then pulled out of the space and we started moving again. I had no idea where we were going after about three turns, but I knew we were heading out of town.

It must have been another fifteen minutes before he finally said “okay, we’re here, keep the blindfold on!” and stopped the car.

He helped me out of the passenger seat and I felt gravel under my feet. There was a creak and slide as we walked forward and I imagined a heavy wooden sliding door. We stepped up, onto concrete. The loud creek and slide again, and then silence.

I had a feeling it was supposed to be a surprise party, but I couldn’t work out where the fuck we were.

“You stay there Johnny, just a minute” he said. I could hear whispering, someone cleared their throat, then rustling, a buckle hitting the floor. That was a relief, I imagined Corrigan standing there naked in front of me with a bow around his hard cock, in some kind of setting that he’d concocted. Finally I was happy that I was going to get some dick tonight after all.

I felt him move in close, his mouth at my ear…

“You remember when we first met and we spent a night talking about our fantasies?”

I did indeed remember it, we must have watched about five DVD’s that night, jacking off, sucking each other, talking about the things we would love to do “Oh yeah, I remember that!”

There was more than one chuckle echoing around me. My cock twitched in my jeans as I tried to recall all the fantasies I’d shared. I sniffed the air and registered the smell of hay. Nothing I had said that night involved Horses!

Corrigan continued, “you recall one special fantasy of yours, involving some straight guys?”

I gulped, I did remember that very well. It was a fantasy I’d had for so many years, ever since I used to get hard in the showers after wrestling practice in college and seeing all those semi hard cocks flopping around. I’d even tried to make it come true once by posting on Craigslist, “I don’t know if I should say it.” I mumbled. I was suddenly shy, considering that there might be ten pairs of eyes on me right now.

Again there was chuckling around the room, a few feet away from me, echoing. I heard a wet slapping sound, rhythmic and repetitive. Surely he hadn’t managed to do this!?

“Well, prepare for a night you’re not going to forget.” he said, taking the strap of the blindfold from the back of my head and lifting it from my eyes…

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