I was very naive when I turned 18 and had many friends who sort of refused to grow up not making arrangements to move out of our respective parent's homes and engaging in activities not worthy of men old enough to attend the local community college where my life was expanding dramatically. My best childhood friend was "Pito", spanish for "whistle" a nickname that I had given him when we were young that has stuck with him until now. Pito's parents had followed mine to Los Angeles where we both graduated from the same high school.
Pito and I are now 19 and have been inseparable. For the last year we have rented a two-bedroom house that is 80 plus years old and has a few nooks and crannies that over the years people have hidden as being unnecessary. Exploring our house one day, we found a way to get to the attic, a space on the other side of the bedroom that connects the garage to it through which we saw daylight and were curious as to where it would lead. I laid on my back to remove the final board that would let us out into the sunlight when the plywood shifted and I was almost pinned to the floor boards. Pito was quick enough to move forward and grab the board; this sudden movement caused him to straddle my head bringing his crotch to my face.
Because we were both wearing shorts and Pito without underwear, his cock slipped out of his shorts' leg and landed near my mouth. We were both surprised but neither I nor he could move or let go of the board without hurting me so we held that position for what seemed like hours until he could figure out how to move the board and slipped it past my head, all the time with his dick almost in my mouth. I tried to talk to him but when I opened my mouth his cock went inside it, I can't say it was unpleasant or I hadn't contemplated sucking him for some time but being that I didn't know how he would react i just held his member in my mouth and tried not to talk. When Pito finally moved the board I was able to expel his dick and we continued forward acting as though nothing unusual had taken place.
When we broke free we found a roof patio that was rather nice and we were sure the owner had not discovered, we found out in short order why a previous occupant had sealed it. From that vantage point we could see a couple of other houses and due to their close proximity, we could clearly look into two bathrooms without being seen ourselves. We observed while a man came, disrobed, took a shower and left without suspecting we were watching him all the time. It was obvious that previously to us moving there, somewhere along the house's 80-year history, someone had complained and the owners decided to close off the patio.