As Alan sits on his couch waiting for the black bull he found on Grindr, his mind wanders to the first time he felt the intense pleasure of a large black cock. It was 2 years ago when he was 18 and on the high school wrestling team. After a successful meet, most of the team went back to the showers but Alan and his best friend Ben stayed and helped clean up. It takes about an hour so by the time they get back to the locker room it's empty. Without a second thought they both strip naked and walk to the showers but this time Alan notices his friend's cock swinging between his legs and he keeps staring at it when he thinks his friend isn't looking. He manages to make it through his shower without getting an erection and he takes one last look as Ben is drying himself off, the heavy thud his penis made as it hit his thigh fueling his fantasies for a long time to come.
"I'll see you tomorrow Ben," he said as he swung his bag onto his shoulder and turned around to leave.
As he opened the door to the locker room his mind was drawn to his stiff erection. A little confused he does his best to ignore it but by the time he walked the three blocks home his hard-on hadn't gone away. It had gotten almost painful to the point he let his mother know he was home and went right to his room. As soon as the door closes he quickly pulls his pants down and kicks them to the corner of his bedroom before grabbing the lube he keeps on his bedside table. His shirt quickly joins his pants as he lays down with his legs parted. He squirts a decent amount of lube on his hand and coats his still-hard cock. He brings his hand up to his nipple and pinches them hard.
He tries to think of his usual fantasies but all he can think about is his friend's big black cock, the way it looked, and the sound it made as it hit his thigh in the locker room. The more he thought about Ben's cock the faster his hand moved up and down his throbbing erection, his slick hand teasing the dark red head of his cock before sliding back down to caress his aching balls. He does this for a little while, teasing himself as he tries to keep his moans to a minimum so his mom didn't come to check on him. In Alan's mind, Ben pushes him to his knees with a dominant smile on his face. He puts his hand on the back of Alan's head and guides his mouth to the cock in front of him. As his fantasy self wraps his lips around the bulbous head his hips raise off his mattress as he moans loudly and shoots more cum all over himself than he ever had any other time he masturbated.
He lays there breathing hard as his cock leaks a little more as it softens. After a few minutes, he cleans up, thinking about everything that happened that afternoon. He didn't understand why he felt the way he did but put it out of his mind and went about having as normal a night as he could. Luckily for Alan, his mother didn't notice that he was preoccupied with the thoughts and feelings going through his head so he was able to make it to bed without his mother asking him any questions.
The next morning Alan was surprised to find himself still thinking about Benjamin and his large cock. Luckily his mother had already left for work so he didn't have to hide the fact he couldn't get his friend's throbbing erection out of his mind. He walked the few blocks to school earlier than usual to find Benjamin and try to find a way to tell him how he feels. After looking in all their usual spots he starts to give up when his text notification goes off. He looks at his phone and notices it's from Ben.
"I know you were looking yesterday. I decided to stay home so I want you to meet me at my house after school."
Attached to the bottom of the text was a picture of a big, veiny black cock that Alan knew belonged to his best friend. As Alan stared he felt his cock begin to stiffen in his pants. Every chance he got he slipped into a bathroom stall and stared at this picture Ben sent as he teased his cock. The school day seemed to drag on so when he finally heard the school bell to signify the end of the day Alan all but jumped out of his seat and walked quickly to the front of the school. As he went out the door and down the stairs he texted Ben that he would be there in about twenty minutes, all he got in reply was an
OK, just walk right in, my mother isn't home, and a winking emoji.
Alan's mind races as it makes up different scenarios that he could walk in on when he opens his friend's front door but nothing could have prepared him for what happened.
"I'm here Ben," he shouted as the door closed behind him and he took off his shoes. "Where are you at?"
"I'm upstairs," he shouts loud enough to be heard from the second floor.
Alan sets his school bag on the floor next to his shoes and heads upstairs not sure what was going to happen but knowing he needs to find out. He gets to his friend's bedroom door and opens it to the sight of his best friend lying on his bed, his big black cock a stark contrast to the white crotchless jockstrap he had on.
"Are you just going to stand there," Ben asked Alan after a few minutes of him just standing in the doorway. "You can come to lie next to me if you want."
As if in a trance, Alan walks to the edge of the bed and goes to lie down next to Ben but before he can he's stopped as his friend eyes Alan up and down.
"One of us is a little overdressed don't you think," he says with a smirk on his face.
