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Mans man questions his sexuality after a bet

I know video games are considered childish, but at 30 I still often. I’ve even attended local lan events with my duo partner. He and I mostly play call of duty and that’s where we met. The fact we shared the same city was just a welcomed coincidence due to matchmaking.

We eventually met up to attend those lan events and sometimes food after. While he is an attractive man, I’ve never considered myself gay, but I also don’t have anything against anyone who is. He never let on to be anything but a straight presenting guy.

My wife always thought it was “cute” we would go win tournaments against kids. So when her job required her to travel 1 week out of the month, she thought it would be cool if we did a lan event at the house. Her first week gone we finally had two days off that overlapped and we held our lan event. Some time that night between matches he took a call.

I didn’t intend to eavesdrop, his mic was just keyed. Nothing of note, but it almost seemed like he was reassuring his girl, so I started listening closer. “Stop, it’s not like that. He’s married.” Then I heard the other party clearly for the first time. An effeminate voice, “that don’t mean nothin, and you know that.” They both shared a laugh. My friend must have been walking around the living room while talking because it wouldn’t always key the mic.

I what I did hear out of the next 2 mins of being pressed to the headset volume up, began the gears in my mind. That effeminate voice jokingly said “just don’t let him see that thang or you’ll see another side of the married white boy”. I know dick size varies regardless of skin color, but I was curious just how big he could be. I heard him picking up the mic off the desk and set it down mic muted. I could hear him still, apologizing for the wait. I didn’t respond and waited. “You there rye?” And I heard him get up and start walking down the hall to where my console was set up. “Yo rye, I’m done quit shittin and let’s get back to it”. I peaked out with phone to my ear. I motion one more sec to him and talk to my nonexistent contact. “Love you too baby, ya I’ll tell him you said hey”

After I hung up, I realized the knowledge of, had me scanning his pants. Unfortunately for me, it was most certainly there and I knew it had some heft. He also got my glance. I swear I saw him smirk, but I didn’t give up any more clues. I kept thinking about where it slapped against his sweatpants when it swung, and his call. I wanted to see it at this point, in between games I looked up porn gifs about fat cock, long dick, bbc, black cock. I had myself worked up, but my gameplay suffered.

I wanted more time look, so I suggested some search and destroy. This is where Freudian slip changed my life. With the anonymity of party chat and the 5-2 man advantage, I said it as his only teammate died with the bomb in enemy line of sight.*chuckling* “I’ll suck your dick you clutch this” he without a chuckle but more of a question to it asked “that a bet?” A long pause as I watched him slink around the map. He began getting shot in the back and I laughed and said “you know it”

He never said another word, and did in fact clutch that round and eventually the match. We didn’t bring up the quote unquote bet. We just kept playing and winning. It was going on 11 and we had played since 7pm. I said let’s take another break. We met in the kitchen, made myself a drink, as I was dry as a bone. He smirked and asked “how bout that clutch?” And glanced down with his eyes, as if to point to his cock. I laughed and said said “it was a good clutch, but not so good I’d take his little dick in my mouth”.

“One, you said it was a bet, and two ain’t nothin lil about it”. I swallowed hard, my heart racing in my chest. Part of me was genuinely screaming for me to do it. I was actually craving my friends cock. I decided to finally see if this was all a joke or not, I would call his bluff. “If it’s bigger than I think it is, I’ll suck on it for, 3 seconds”
“30”
If I’m wrong by more than an inch either direction 30 seconds.
“Deal”

So this wasn’t a bluff, so I figure 7.5 is the perfect bet. No shot he’s packing 9-10 inches and no way he’s shorter than 7 and being bragged about. “7.5 now whip it out” while rustling through the junk drawer. He smiled and flopped out a still limp cock. Confidently he said “you can measure it soft first.” I knew I wouldn’t need to, not because I knew how big it was, it was large but I wanted it in my mouth. The head was massive, it was so soft and smooth looking. I dropped down and brought my face to his crotch.

When I grabbed it, it was so thick and hot. I brought it to my lips slowly to the fat head and parted open, gently sucking him into my mouth. I loved how large it felt but remained soft and limp. I began taking more into my mouth, which got him to begin moaning and talking. “Mmmm, don’t you stop.”
With a mouthful, trying to guide myself to having a throatful I responded, “nnnnunghh” I felt his hands on my head and soon he was doing much of the guiding.

Years of tongue brushing had me feeling like a natural, but its sheer massiveness choked me a few times while he face fucked me. He pulled out and moved to the couch. Told me to come over and finish him off. Like an obedient slut I got to my knees before I reached the couch and crawled between his legs. It was standing upright on its own now and far too long to take it all, but I gave it my all and stroked the shaft with both hands while ravenously working the head with my lips and tongue. My mouth was aching and I wanted to stroke myself, but he felt close. He began to buck, and tighten. I wasn’t sure about him cumming in my mouth, but once he began he pushed as much into my mouth as he could and held me there. I could feel it pumping into the back of my mouth and began to swallow so I could breathe better.
What I did taste, had a kinda salty but way sweeter than expected taste. So I greedily sucked at the head as he pulled back to get another taste. “Mmmm” I said and got up and left for my room to finish.

I figured he would be recovering as I need to after cumming and retrieved the lubricant I use with the wife. I wanted to stroke it fast and cum quick , but when I turned around he was there in my doorway. “Here let me help” pushing me back onto my bed. Laying me flat , legs off the bed he consumed my whole cock. I was in bliss. He pulled me between my thighs and rolled me over. Sucking me from behind. I felt I could cum any moment. Then there was the absence of his mouth and the presence of his hand on my upper back. “Be still” he said. I felt his other hand on my ass. His fingers wet, and slippery. The lube! He slid his finger in my ass and continued sucking while probing my hole. He worked another finger in my ass, and with each thrust of his hand I could feel the sensation I wanted to cum. He alternated sucking me to the base and thrusting his two or three fingers into my stretching ass.

I was thinking about how I was going to cum when the thrusting slows to a mild pump of one finger. The sucking gone. I whine about the lack of stimulation, and I feel it. Unmistakable after having just spent the last 20 mins sucking on the head. It’s pressing, no it’s sliding into my ass. He’s stretched me and lubed me to get inside me, not to make me cum. “No no no” I whimper. I feel his weight across my back, he lays down fully on me, preventing me from getting up. His hips arched up, slowly begin falling into me. I involuntarily let out grunts as he inches into me.” Ungh, ungh, oh god, mmm unnfgh” I finally feel his hips against mine and this fullness inside me pressing heavily. He arched back up abruptly pulling all but the end out of me and slowly slides back into me.

Passing by my prostate I let out a moan. Taking note of that stroke depth he begins to massage my prostate with his stroke. I can hear my moans coming across more feminine as I cry out between the strokes. This must have excited him, as his depth and tempo both increased. “Ya take that dick, cum for me bitch” I felt like I would shit the pressure was so immense. He didn’t relent and pounded into me, as I screamed out “don’t stop” He began fucking even faster as my orgasm was reached. I was cumming on the back of my legs and he was still slamming into me. I was spent, and pinned. My asshole his, and being put to the test.

Finally that familiar tightening up. I feel his pace slow and he grunts as I feel it leak into my ass. I’ve let him have me every week she’s been gone. I’m hoping we can all play together one day. His dick is amazing and after I’m done having my fill for the next 5 months, maybe. If she says no, I may just see if he wants to make our thing permanent.

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