He unzipped his pants, and pulled out his dick with difficulty. It was difficult take it out, cause that damn thing was so hard and long. Finally he took it out. It was really long and straight and beautiful. The thing was so damn straight and smooth. There were no veins on it. Just like I liked them. It looked like it was sculpted out of marble or another smooth material. That’s how bomb it looked. Oh yeah, and it was thick and cut. Fuck, I was horny as fuck. I wished I hadn’t seen it ‘cause now I was so horny and bothered. I had to have his dick.
I said, “Maybe it’s time for you to get head again.”
He said, “I don’t know. Not from a guy. I'm not into arab gaysex he said.
I jacked him off for another five minutes, then I asked him straight out if he wanted me to suck him off. He kept saying, “I don’t know.”
I know that when a straight guy says “I don’t know” that means yes but he is too shy to say it. So I said, “Let’s do this. Let me suck it, and if you don’t like it, I’ll stop.”
“Ok,” he said. I pulled his balls down, pointed his dick towards my lips and opened my mouth. I sucked him nice and slow, concentrating on his pleasure. I opened my mouth real wide, trying to take as much of his cock as possible. That fucking thing tasted so good. It was kinda flavorless, real clean, like he just showered and smelled of baby shampoo, real clean. But the dick also had a little after taste, real sweet, like cotton candy. It was so weird and difficult to describe. But the little after taste made me even hungrier and hornier.
