I hadn’t heard from my college buddy Don in over 7 years, so it was a real surprise when he called me out of the blue, and asked if I would meet him at the beach that evening. Don was a handsome blond guy with a substantial cock, with heavy low hanging balls. I would think of him often in my college days when I beat off.

We had never had sex, and I never saw him nude, but had seen the outline of his meat, and just knew it was thick, and uncut. Real man meat. I agreed to meet him in the parking lot. He was short with me on the phone, and as I was driving over to meet him, I had misgivings. But, I decided to take the chance, and am I glad I did!

I had described my car so when I arrived Don got out of his car and came over. We shook hands. He didn’t release my hand but instead placed it on his already hard crotch. I was taken aback, but something inside me said to keep cool, this could be what I’ve always wanted.

As Don walked around the car he must have unbuttoned his jeans because, when he got into the car, he hauled out the biggest cock I had ever seen. Never in my wildest dreams did I realize just how big his tool really was.

Don asked if I’d like a taste of his uncut rod before we went to my place. Man, was I ready for that! The aroma of his magnificent tool was as stimulating as its great size and tough hardness. I love uncut prick, so I pushed my hot wet tongue under the foreskin and nearly lost my mind with the excitement that his taste caused.

He pulled me up by the hair, and said, “The rest waits till we get to your place.”

On the way back to my house, he kept my right hand in his big crotch and said he hoped I was a good cocksucker. He was hot as a firecracker and said he needed a guy who could suck him dry. He’d always thought I was Gay, and knew I could fill his need. He said that he’d been thinking about me a lot over the past few months. He didn’t touch me but did keep up the talk about needing a good cocksucker.

When we got to my house, Don wanted to take a shower. I was a little disappointed because I loved the sweaty cheesy aroma of his crotch, but he insisted.

While he showered, I made him some sandwiches and opened a can of beer. He sat at the kitchen table, naked and with a hard-on. As he was eating, I got busy with my professional mouth and tongue. His body was magnificent - blond hair on his well-developed chest, flat belly with hair down the middle right into lots of reddish-blond pubic hair surrounding his stud meat and unbelievably big balls.

When he said he was ready, I was out of my clothes in a flash and we were on the bed. He knew how to get me hot - or maybe its just always his way. He growled out commands: “Eat my stud dick, boy.” “Choke on that stallion meat.” “Wash those hairy nuts with your hot tongue.” “Open my asshole with your tongue and ram your finger up it.” “Chew on my tits, cocksucker.” “Tell me what a lucky cocksucker you are to have such a good stud.”