Three years ago I had just broken up with my girlfriend, Cathy, and was pretty down in the dumps. We had been broken up for about 3 weeks, when out of the blue one of my best friends from High School, Scott called me. I hadn't heard from him in 5 yrs. The last I had heard, he had announced he was gay, and he moved away. We talked for hours, and he told me he was coming to town that weekend, and wanted to know if I wanted to go partying. I jumped on the opportunity, maybe it would take my mind off my girl troubles, and it would be nice to see an old friend.
It seemed like the weekend would never come, but finally when Friday evening arrived, and I got home, the phone rang. It was Scott. He was staying at the Holiday Inn, and it would be much easier for me to find him, than for him to find me. I excitedly drove to the Holiday Inn, and went to his room. I knocked, and he answered wearing only a towel. "Sorry dude, am kinda running late" he said, smiling. "No problem" I said, and he told me to grab a seat and watch TV. I sat on one of the beds, and watched HBO for a while.
Scott came back out of the bathroom, and removed the towel. I caught a glimpse of his semi erect cock, and it was HUGE!!!! I tried not to stare, but found myself somehow compelled to look. He noticed me staring, and he casually gripped his large thick 6 inches with his hand and began stroking it. It started to stiffen, and grew, and grew, and grew some more. I stared in amazement at the 9 and 1/2 inch cock. It was circumcised, and quite pretty. I had never entertained the thought of being with another guy, until that moment. "I would definitely drop to my knees and suck him this moment, if he asked" I thought to myself.