Date: Thu, 9 Dec 2010 19:31:28 -0800
From: Wyatt Aamot <wyatt.aamot@gmail.com>
Subject: Straight College Friends 1

This story is 100% true and was my first attempt at putting an experience
in writing.  Let me know your thoughts, feedback etc.


A little background... I'm Wyatt, 24 years old, a senior in college, 5'10,
160lbs, 32 waist, blonde hair, blue eyes. My friend Ryan is 22 years old, a
sophomore in college, 6'1, 170lbs, 32 waist, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes.

Ryan and I work together at a chain restaurant here in Portland when not in
school.  I'm a bartender and Ryan is a cook.  We close the place down
pretty much every Saturday and Sunday night as the weekend warriors.  I'm
straight acting and not out at all and just broke up with my girlfriend,
Ryan is straight as they come, well built, played football in high school
and fucks most of these girls that work at our restaurant.

Anyway, moving on... It all started on Ryan's birthday.  He asked me to
meet up with him and his other friends for his birthday.  I've never really
hung out with him outside of work other than grabbing a couple beers here
and there at work and have always thought he was hot as hell I was excited
to meet up with him and ended up meeting him at some dive bar downtown.

I met his other friends which all seemed cool enough.  We all drank a bit,
played some pool, and everyone kept buying Ryan shots.  He got pretty
fucking hammered and his friends were starting to get annoyed with him so I
told him I'd walk him home (he only lived a couple blocks from the bar).
On the way home he was pretty wasted and started to stumble a bit and then
decided he was going to stop and piss on the side of some building.  I
watched as he tried to spell his name which was hilarious, but what was way
more interesting was the quick glance I snuck at his cock which was huge.

We got back to his place and you can tell he was horny as fuck, he kept
saying how bad he wanted a blowjob from any of those girls for his
birthday, but I think he may have been hinting at the fact that he would
have wanted to maybe watch some porn and mess around (or it could have just
been wishful thinking).  I was to chicken to try anything though and he
ended up passing out and I took a short nap on his couch before heading
home.  Fuck, when I got home I blew a huge load jerking off thinking of him
though..heh..

We did continue to hang out a bit though and while nothing happened for a
few months there was a time he finally came over to my place and we both
got completely hammered.  Shot after shot.

I wanted him BAD.  Somehow cock size came up and he said he had to use
magnum condoms because whenever he used regular ones they broke.  I acted
like I thought he was lying and we kept kind of coming back to the subject.
I kept telling him there was no way he was that big, etc.  He said if he
had some porn he'd prove it.  So we were sitting on the couch and I pulled
out the laptop and started bring up some straight porn.  We were both kind
of rubbing our junk through our pants and then he said he was going to have
to let the monster out.  I acted like it was no big deal and that was his
business.  I took mine out too and we stroked for about five minutes.

He looked over at me looking at him and told me "You can do what you want
man."  I was so fucking nervous.  I took his cock and started stroking it
though.  Fuck it was huge.  Eventually I just went down on him then, and we
even made out a little.  I ended up going down on him and getting on my
knees getting into it a bit.

He then said he wanted to fuck me.  We went upstairs to my room and I
sucked him off a bit more in my room for a bit and he tried fucking me but
he was way too damn big.  We ended up just jerking off together.  It was
fucking amazing.

After we both busted our nuts he jumped in the shower and I could tell he
was weirded out and he said he had to jet.  We didn't talk for a few days
and it was awkward for quite awhile.  We seem to be alright now but don't
hang out nearly as much which sucks because although that night was fun I
think I kind of fucked up the friendship because of it.

We haven't talked about it but I still jerk off thinking of that night.  He
is living with his girlfriend now and we haven't gotten drunk together
since.  I still like to hope that it may happen again someday but don't
really have my fingers crossed.

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