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Kevin and I had been friends from about 4 th grade on. We couldn’t have been more different. Where I was shy, insecure, a little overweight and not popular with the girls – Kevin had the physique, the gift of gab, and wasn’t shy. By the time I was 16 and he was 17, he was the most popular guy in high school and the school sports star. We were friends – best friends – and I truly admired him and in some ways lived vicariously through his successes. Late in his 16th year, he’d gone to a party and managed to convince an 18 yr old girl who was angry that her boyfriend had passed out in a bedroom to suck him. He loved reliving “the blowjob” and constantly re-told me the story of the girl fellating him in vivid detail. Sometimes changing clothes after swimming or something, I’d look at Kevin naked and imagine that girl Anadolu Yakası Escort in front of him, on her knees sucking. At first, I’d picture myself in his position, looking down and picturing her working on him with her mouth and tongue thinking how good that must have felt. Occasionally though, I’d find myself thinking about her situation – putting myself in her place – there on her knees in front of him – and thinking “what must that be like? Sometimes I’d imagine what it was like being her doing that. After a while, even though I tried putting thoughts like this out of my head, I started wondering what it would be like if it was ME on my knees in front of him. I’d think these thoughts, try to get them out of my head but they’d come back – especially in changing situations Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan where I’d see Kevin nude. Kevin was both observant and perceptive – he occasionally wink while changing or even shake his cock at me jokingly. I’d roll my eyes like I thought he was nuts but secretly would fantasize about kneeling. I couldn’t get those thoughts out of my head but decided it didn’t matter – it would be my secret fantasy. Besides, I thought – Kevin would never want to be sucked by a guy. How wrong I was.“Can you imagine what that was like for her? Kneeling with her head tilted up, looking up at me as my pants fell that night and I plunged it into her mouth?” , he said to me in his room one day while changing after swimming.“Ha.. you HAVE thought about it, Escort Anadolu Yakası haven’t you?”, he commented after seeing my expression I admitted that I did “wonder” about it… what it was like for her. “Only one way to know for sure”, he said. I laughed and said “yeah right”. Quite honestly, I figured it was guy talk.. bravado.. similar to one guy saying “suck my dick” to another.Kevin sensed something in me though – even before I realized it – as he later told me, once I admitted wondering about it, he started thinking it would be a “neat challenge” to see if he could convince me to go from “wondering” to “trying”. After that, he’d frequently “kid” me about how I should kneel.. eventually the kidding went to talking about “when” (instead of “should”) I finally knelt, saying it with a confidence that he believed it would happen with certainty. The more he talked about it, the more I thought about it. He’d also attempt to tempt me.. changing closer to me.. staying nude longer, chuckling when he’d catch me looking – often “joking” by saying “oh come over here and kneel and get a closer look”. One day after swimming, he kidded me again about kneeling.
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