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Me and Lewis had been friends for over ten years before this kicked off. He was never single for very long and was what you might call 'adorkable.' Not traditionally handsome but cute in a geeky way. Even though we were in our mid-twenties, he still always used to wear hoodies with game logos on them.He was engaged for years but he and his fiancee, Jane, broke up not long before they were to marry. He moved back to near where I currently live, and that's when this all started. I knew it wouldn't be long before he started dating again. A month or two after he moved home I sent him a text. I told him I thought he was cute. And reminded him of the time he'd gotten drunk and admitted to me that he had fancied guys! After a while, I got a reply.*quot;I think you're attractive too. I've wanted to experiment with guys for ages. I guess now I'm single again I could! But I wouldn't want it to be with someone I don't know... please don't tell anyone this, I've never told anyone else before.*quot;Wow! I wasn't expecting that. I thought he would just reject me outright.*quot;Well, you know me pretty well. And I'd want to fool around together if you were up for it.*quot;*quot;Could we meet up and just hang out a few times first? I could kick your ass at pool and get a few drinks. I'm super nervous about this tbh.*quot;*quot;Don't be nervous! I won't make you isvecbahis do anything you don't want to. X.*quot;In reality what followed was several months of occasionally meeting up. He would avoid the subject of sex, dismissing it when I tried to bring it up. More and more he emotionally withdrew from me and I got irritated and confronted him about it. He said that he'd changed his mind and that he'd never liked guys anyway.I asked him if he was he lying before or was he lying now? He called me crazy. That was over a year ago and we haven't spoken since. I've removed his number from my phone.The saga left me feeling a mix of angry and horny. So the following fantasy is what I'd do to the lying little dork if he came crawling back...~~~It's late on Saturday night and I'm woken up as my phone is blowing up with messages, one right after another! What the fuck is going on? It better be important as I was having an interesting dream about Tom Holland in a leather corset. All the messages are from the same, unknown number. And they're picture messages.I open them up and the first one is a body shot of a guy in Marvel superhero boxers that are covering up a stiff boner. Hello! As I keep scrolling it becomes obvious it's Lewis in his bathroom. And judging by the bottle of vodka on the sink, he's pretty drunk.I type out, isveçbahis giriş *quot;Hey Lew,* nice pants.*quot; I send the message and then another one, saying, *quot;Not heard from you in ages. Why have you been blanking me?*quot;Another picture pops up on the screen. Lewis is stood there in front of the mirror. I can see his cheeky face, his glasses on the counter and the tip of his dick poking out of his boxer's waistband. I'm already naked in bed and my hand is now rubbing precum over the tip of my own cock as I receive a voice message from him.*quot;Too pissed to type!*quot; He's whispering and I can hear the sound of him wanking in the background. *quot;You're... We... I... I want to know what sucking a cock feels like.*quot; He gasps with pleasure as he plays with himself. *quot;And you should suck mine. Sorry for being a dick and ignoring you. Hope you forgive me?*quot;I don't forgive him. But I want that cock. I decide to reply with, *quot;You'd better not be thinking about cumming tonight! Stop touching yourself. Right now. And come meet me at this hotel tomorrow evening.*quot; I send him the address for a place not far away.*quot;Hot!*quot; he says, and giggles a little, *quot;I kinda love being told what to do. I'll put it away for now and get it out for you tomorrow.*quot;*quot;Good boy. Now go to bed and get some rest. You've got a big day coming up tomorrow.*quot;*quot;Okay... sir!*quot; isveçbahis yeni giriş He sounds excited. He then sends me another pick of his hard dick in those superhero boxers, now stained with precum.I grab my lube and jerk off, looking at his pictures and thinking about what I'll do to him tomorrow.When we get to the hotel I lock the door behind us and put down my bag.*quot;Get naked,*quot; I demand. I go sit on the bed as I wait or for him to do as I've asked.*quot;Yep!*quot; He exclaims as he pulls off his hoodie and shirt in one go. His nipples look even darker in person and the olive skin on his chest is covered in short curly hairs.*quot;Did I tell you to stop there?*quot; This prompts him to step out of his trainers, undo his belt and let his baggy jeans drop to the floor. Today he's got on some Harry Potter themed boxer-briefs that have 'Mighty Griffindor!' on them. He looks at me, expectantly and nervously. *quot;And those too, take 'em off!*quot;He turns away from me and pulls his boxers down. He has a smooth round ass. He turns around and throws his boxers at me with a grin on his face. They're warm. When he turns to face me I see that there's nothing especially 'mighty' about what he was hiding in those geeky undies. Perfect, that'd work out better for what I had planned for this evening.I reach over and grab Lew by the dick and pull him towards me and onto the bed. I lay back and get him to straddle over my face. He has massive balls and I fill my mouth with them and stroke them with my tongue. He moans out, *quot;Oh! Fuck!*quot; And I sit up enough to get his cock into my mouth.