At the time of this story, I was 30 years old and living in Eastern Washington State. I'm bisexual 5'10" and a slim build of 170 pounds. It was early February and the snow had been falling down steadily. I stepped outside of my apartment to the more secluded back parking lot to have a smoke. As I stood there enjoying the cool winter night I saw a familiar figure draw closer to me.
"How's it going?" the voice addressed me.
"Good, and you?" I replied recognizing the voice, "Eric right?"
"Yeah man. Good, thanks. What you got going on tonight Seth?" Eric inquired.
"Nothing much. You know, the usual."
Eric didn't waste any time, "You probably know what I'm in the mood for tonight don't you?"
I exhaled after a short drag of my cigarette, "I bet I do. Want a blowjob, huh?"
"You know it", Eric smiled as he slightly grab the crotch of his jeans, "really need a nice release tonight."
One last drag of my smoke and I tossed it down and crushed it beneath my foot. I glanced down at his groin, knowing the magnificent piece of cock that he was blessed with hiding in those pants. "Yeah I do know it. Let's go back behind the dumpsters as usual just in case."
A couple minutes later and I was down on my knees as I watched Eric unzip his jeans and pull out his half erect cock. I leaned forward grabbing the base of his tool with my hand and greeted his swelling dick with a nice warm willing mouth. I wasted no time bobbing my head back and forth on his stiffening rod as he moaned with pleasure.
