Tying The Knot - Part 2

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I couldn't believe my eyes, and I couldn't believe my ears. Rocko continued to watch me, but all I could do was stare at his impressive tool. We'd seen each other naked over the years of course, but never like this.

"I... I'm straight" were the only words that I could manage.

"Yeah, and?" He scoffed, "I'm straight too, but it doesn't mean I can't get my dick sucked".

"By a guy?" I almost laughed.

"What's the difference when you close your eyes?" He smirked, and wiggled his boner, "come on, just try it".

I rubbed my face in my hands and laughed. "You're serious, aren't you?" I asked him, and he shrugged.

"If you don't like it, we'll forget it ever happened" he told me, and began to slowly stroke his cock.

As straight as I was, I found myself in awe at the sight of Rocko jerking off. It was like I had always wanted it, but I'd never known it until now.

"If I do it" I said, somewhat shocking myself, "then nobody ever finds out, ever"

Rocko nodded and placed both arms on the back of the sofa now, leaving his thick cock to slap against his t-shirt.

I took a deep breath, stared into nothingness and shook my head. Perhaps I'd regret this, or perhaps not.

I walked over to him, and stared down at it.

"It's not big enough to reach up to you" he sniggered, and tensed so his dick jumped, "come on!"

I wondered if this is what Andrea felt like when I'd beg for a blowjob. I got down on one knee for the second time in recent years, only I wasn't putting a ring on anybodies finger this time. I could feel the faint hint of Rocko's junk wisp up my nostrils as I swallowed a lump in my throat and leaned forward.

I reached for it, wrapping my fingers around his warm, hard pole and squeezing slightly. A bulb of pre-cum spilled from the head and slid down his shaft.

Slower again, I brought my head down until I felt his slippery glans against my lips. I could taste him, it was a sharp taste, yet something about it was wonderful. My own cock pushed against my underwear as I took Rocko into my mouth.

He gasped above me. It was a long, satisfied gasp which continued as his cock slid deeper into my mouth. Of course, I had no experience in this department, but I knew what I liked, so I took his heavy, hairy balls into my hand and began to massage them as I slurped on his rod.

"Oh yeah" he mewled, "yeah keep doing that".

It should have felt extremely weird to be sucking off my childhood best friend, and yet there was nothing weird about it at all. Sucking his dick was like sucking my own dick. We'd become so close over the years that even our pleasure could be shared, and there was something very special about that.

I bobbed my my head up and down his cock, tasting each spillage as it drooled into my mouth, and swallowing it down hungrily.

"Dude" he moaned, thrusting slightly, "why the fuck did we only start this tonight?"

I'd been thinking the same thing. The endless fun we could have had over the years, if we'd just tried this sooner. I continued sucking, using my tongue to caress and flick his sensitive, wet head, and Rocko continued to groan and moan into the air.

I felt his balls tense in my hand. They crawled upwards in his wrinkled sack, contracting as they got ready to shoot his special juice into my throat.

I wanted it. I needed it. I sucked harder and faster as Rocko gasped. His hand found the back of my head, pulling me further down his prick as it began to swell in my mouth.

"Oh fuck!" He whimpered, his legs beginning to shake, "oh fucking fuck!"

The first shot was so powerful I was sure that I'd heard it squirt out. I certainly felt it, anyway. His sperm splashed against my throat, and I gulped it down quickly. More began to spill out, flooding my mouth as I swallowed and swallowed.

Rocko orgasmed hard. His hips continued to thrust and cum continued to rocket out of his cock and straight down my throat. When it was done, he sat there breathlessly, and I pulled his wet pole from my mouth.

My eyes watered, and a trail of spit and cum spilled down my chin.

We stared at each other as we both attempted to catch our breath, and we both smiled in unison.

"A wife doesn't have to know everything, does she?" He asked, and my smile widened even further.

"I guess not" I grinned.