So here's the long-awaited story of the second time Chuck and I got together.

It was very close to a year later and we were both back in our small hometown for a friend's wedding. My parents didn't live there anymore so I was staying with Chuck. The night of the bachelor party we were out really late. I mean we were trashed and we were out to probably 3 or 4 am.

When we got back we went straight for the bed, which we were sharing. I got out of my clothes, down to my undies and he just plopped onto the bed. He was just going to crash in his clothes. I kneeled over him and started undoing his shirt. He was wearing sort of a western style shirt with snaps instead of buttons. I unsnapped all the snaps, exposing his torso, smooth and taut.

It actually hadn't occurred to me that there was going to be a repeat of a year ago until this moment. Looking back on it, it was always going to happen but at the time I thought our previous encounter was a one-off.

I kept going. He wasn't wearing a belt so I undid the button on his jeans. I unzipped them and peeled back the fly to reveal a sight I'll remember forever. I was greeted by his beautifully curved penis that was already fully erect. He wasn't wearing underwear. Up to that point he hadn't moved so I wasn't even sure he was awake. His erection told me that he was indeed conscious and enjoying what I was doing.

Which was stoking his hard shaft, feeling the veins, the soft skin with the hardness underneath, the rim of his glans as my fingers rippled past. After a few minutes of soft stroking, he was squirming.

It was time for his pants to come off and I raised up and pulled them off, cuff first. I still had my briefs on. I got between his spread legs, leaned back down and took him in my mouth. His penis was rock hard in my mouth. I couldn't take all of him but I went down as far as I could, paused for a bit working the underside with my tongue and then slowly back up.

He told me to spin my body around feet-first and lay on my side. He got on his side too and we were able to 69 that way. We both sucked each other for a long time. That's the first time I ever 69'd anybody. Sucking each other at the same time was great but what really was fun was alternating. He'd suck me for a while and I would lightly stroke him to keep him hard. Then I'd suck him, back and forth, neither of us cumming.

Which was actually kind of a problem. We were so drunk, we both had trouble cumming. Finally he gave up. I spun back around and laid along side him right side up this time. I was determined to get a load out of him. I began to suck him in earnest. Not soft leisurely strokes this time but rather with some tempo.

Chuck responded. His cock inflated and I knew the end was near. He was so hard that I had to hold him at the base of his shaft to get my mouth on him. He started pumping his cock into my mouth in time with my strokes. I gripped him tightly and I felt the load as it made its way up his shaft. I took him as deep as I could and his ejaculation went straight down my throat. After we both caught our breath a bit, I released his swollen, but no longer erect, cock. It glistened in the dim light.

He was spent, I knew. He was going to crash. So I slid up even with him and started stroking my cock. It was thick but not hard yet but got that way pretty quick. I rolled Chuck onto his back and climbed between his legs again. I replayed all the hot things we had just done like a private porno in my head. My erection was unstoppable. I kneeled over him and stroked myself until I shot cum across his dick and belly.

And then...zzzzzzz

That ended up being the last time we did anything together. I don't know why, it just never happened again. It was also the last time I was with a guy until several years ago.

Funny how things change.