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By *oady40 OP Man
6 weeks ago
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Please bear with me or let me know if it’s too much, I’m a stickler for detail. This is 95% true
It was a nice Saturday afternoon and here I was feeling sorry for myself after an argument with my girlfriend. It was over something really silly but we were both stubborn and neither of us would back down. We agreed to take a break and here I was. Sat on my single bed in the box room at my parents aged 19. I’d had several mates ask if I wanted to go out with them on the evening, but they all wanted to go to the local social club or down town clubbing. I really couldn’t be arsed because one was boring and the other full of idiots. I logged onto AOL chat (if you know, you know) and into one of the rooms named Midlands 18-30. Within minutes I had several messages popping up from people asking “asl” age, sex and location. Some had partial profile pictures, usually of their torso. Some had just pictures of their legs and feet. All of them were guys. I closed several of the windows ignoring them when one of them had sent a picture of his hard cock. “Wow” I thought, I felt butterflies in my stomach at the size of this guys manhood. What the heck was going on? I just sat starring at the thing mouth slightly open. I was soon snapped out of a daze as my door opened, in a panic I clicked the mouse to close the window, shit it wasn’t closing. Just in time I turned the monitor off, spun my chair as my elder sister entered the room to tell me tea was ready. She looked down at my lap, rolled her eyes and walked off. I felt my face go red as I looked down at my joggers pointing at the ceiling like an erect tent pole. “Why was this happening to me?” I thought. I got up, repositioned my cock and as I pulled my hand out my joggers, a bead of pre-cum clung to my hand. I wonder what it tastes like, I put my hand to my mouth, slightly parted my lips and gently lapped at the palm of my hand. The taste really was not what I expected, it actually tasted quite sweet. MMM, i mumbled to myself. My mom then screamed up the stairs “TEA” !!!!
We always had something simple on a Saturday teatime, today was no exception as I sat eating my cheese sandwich with a packet of plain crisps. I was in a world of my own thinking about that guys solid cock, it was about 9-10 inches easily, smooth shaven uncut with a perfect looking bellend. If you could pick your own cock, this one would be up there with the top 5 most picked cocks, it was that perfect.
“What you doing tonight” my sister asked “I’ve no idea” was my reply “I need to do something different, I’m fed up of doing the same shit every week”
“Come with me to the lion” now the Lion or, it’s proper name was “The Golden Lion” and is a pub/club on the outskirts of town and it was known at the time to be a gay venue. My sister was openly bisexual so it was a place she frequented. “I ain’t going in that place” I snapped at her giving her a funny look. “It’s a million times better than any of the other places you go” she laughed back. “But I ain’t gay” I said. She just laughed out loud again. “ you haven’t got to be, the door staff will just remind you on the way in, that it is indeed a venue for gay/bi folk” (this was before LGBTQIA became a thing) My mind wondered again, back to that guys perfect penis. “You know what, I will” I said with a nervousness in my voice. “I will look after you” she said.
I finished my tea and decided to have a good soak in the bath, a good clean and shave my cock and balls. I also shaved my chest (something I had done since I was a teen) After drying I decided on a facial wet shave. Pulled my boxers up my legs and noticed my cock was leaking pre-cum again. I pushed my finger into my foreskin, over the top of my bellend, scooped up as much pre-cum on my finger tip as possible and put it straight in my mouth. Again I was surprised how nice it tasted. I looked in the mirror as I had my finger in my moth and there I was, boxers just bellow my balls, flaccid 3-4 inch uncut cock. I was in better shape back then with me doing regular sports and biking. If I tensed slightly you could just make out a 6 pack. Anyway I pulled my boxers up, put the towel in the washing basket and walked across the landing to my room. Now, what to wear. I flicked through my shirts in the wardrobe, nah. I decided to just wear my plain white boss t-shirt and my tight fit blue washed jeans added with a pair of loafers no socks, that’ll do, as I checked myself in the mirror. I ran some wet look hair gel through my hair, hung my head upside down and shuck violently! Head back up and all done. I always wonder how I never got a brain injury how hard I used to shake my head to style my hair. I looked at the time, it was nearly 8pm. I shouted to my sister to hurry as the taxi was due. She walked down the stairs and I give out a little wolf whistle, she blushed “fuck off” she stammered. Now my sister was pretty, dark brown hair curled just past her shoulders. She was wearing white knee high platform boots, short white skirt with a see through blouse that showed off her black lace bra struggling to hold her c cup breasts. ( I knew this because I had rummaged through her underwear draw as a horny 17 year old). “Wit woo yourself” she said. “Scrub up well, all the blokes will want you” she giggled. “Piss off” was my reply as I gave her a look of disgust. We heard a horn, the taxi was outside. We both shouted bye to our parents and we both walked out and climbed into the back of the taxi. The journey wasn’t long, maybe 15 minutes. It was uneventful, just general chit chat until we pulled up outside the club. The driver looked in the mirror and said “enjoy your night” with a little grin. I would never have known how much this night would change my life forever.
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xxx Tia 
