I met Keith one night after I had been out with a friend. I was at a late night restaurant and started up a conversation with a group of people at another table. They had been at the same club.

Keith asked me if I had a number. He was obviously gay, but i gave it to him any way. I didn't think I'd ever hear from him anyway. Besides, I'm not gay. Never fooled around with dudes.

Surprisingly, he sent me a text just after I left.

"You're hot. " It said."

I laughed. we texted back and forth. I explained that I wasn't gay, but was flattered. He took no offense, but still offered to try to change my mind.

About a month later, he came over to my house. Temptation was winning out.

He offered to suck my dick, no strings attached. He had been texting me with these offers.

We hung out in my room for a couple of hours. I avoided sex talk. I was lying on my bed. Keith sat next to me, watching T.V.

I could tell he was bored.

"So... it's no, then? He asked.

I thought about it. " A mouth is a mouth" I reasoned. a blow job would be nice... Fuck it.

I pulled the drawstring of my sweats loose.

He didn't hesitate. He pulled my sweats down, freeing my cock.

It wasn't even hard.

He eagerly took it into his mouth. My cock responded as he sucked.

Keith fondled and squeezed my balls as he bobbed his head over my cock.

He had told me he was good. Now i believed him.

My hips rocked as I enjoyed his mouth. He worked my cock over good. Sucking and stroking.

He even licked my ass.

My hand came to rest on the back of his head. I was gasping and panting. I bounced my ass, fucking his mouth.

I couldn't believe how good it felt.

'I'm going to come." I gasped.

He proceeded to swallow every drop of come I had.

I lied there in my bed, shaking.

'Well? He grinned.

"Yeah.." was all I could manage to say.

Later, after he was gone I thought to myself, " I let a dude suck my dick."

I was glad I let him. It was the best blow job I'd ever had.

He offered to do it again.

I decided I'd Take him up on it.