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Caught with my ass in the air and my cock in my mouth

Someone asked "What is the most embarrassing thing you were ever caught doing?" Well that would be at a much earlier point in my life when I was much more flexible and in much better condition than I am now, although I wish I was still this flexible. I was home alone and my parents had a motorhome, it was someplace to be alone often - it was quiet and it was not unusual for me to be in there. While I was in there you could hear a car pull in the drive way a long time in advance so you could finish what ever you were doing long before anyone came close. On this day I was exploring my own sexuality as I had done many times before, masturbating and pleasuring myself. Not that it was that unusual but my bi curiosity caused me many times to lay on my back and practice what many refer to as the "Plough Pose"? in yoga which is to raise your legs in the air and fold them over your head with your legs in the air while lying on your back bringing your crotch as close as possible to your face. Well, if I did this and I hooked my ankles under the edge of the bed I could pull myself down far enough to perform fellatio on myself, All the way down, all the way in I became quite good at being able to completely satisfy myself and learned to enjoy it quite well - no judgement . . . it was mine, it was clean and at that age it was wonderful. Well it is not a very pretty pose to see though to say the least, and I was right in the middle of doing what I loved so much when the door blasted open and my friend from across the road burst in (actually he just opened the door and walked in) the shock of surprise though and the fact that I had my ankles securely hooked under the edge of the bed while I was lying in the aisle, with my pants off and my butt facing the door, cock buried in my mouth, and I couldn't get my ankles unhooked before he was in the motorhome standing there. I finally unhooked my ankles and flopped back down on my back and there I am trying to get up with an embarrassing erection pointing at the roof. I had to stand up and reach to grab my pants off the table and just covered up my exposed erection with my pants, standing there all I could think to say was "Hey, whats up?" ? This was the most awkward moment in my life, he had this stunned look on his face and just said "nothing, what's up" Only thing I could say was "Just hangin out, you?" ? He just kept staring and said "I thought we could hang out, I saw you come in here a while ago so I thought I'd see what's up . . . I'll hang out by the garage"? Then he went outside and sat at the picnic table and waited for me to come out. I went out and sat at the table and sat down with a thousand excuses of what I was going to say to explain this but he never said anything, we just hung out in awkward conversation for about the longest hour of my life. I wanted to crawl inside myself and die after he left and it was about a year or so before the awkward feeling went away.

Epilogue: ?Not long after that awkward feeling went away we reached the age where teens started experimenting with alcohol (remember drinking age was only 18 back then so 16 wasn't really that young) and my friend brought it back up. He told me how great he thought it was that I could do that and that he'd love to watch me do it again some time. I tried to say I didn't know what he meant but he told me it was okay and that he had a clear view of me with my cock buried deep in my mouth and bottomed out. I continued to try and blow it off (No pun intended) but he wouldn't let it go. He told me he tried it a couple of times but no way he could do it. Well we had been drinking and he persisted and continued to talk about it and he put one of his father VHS tapes in the video recorder on their TV. It was porn of course, and his parents were out for the night like they were every Friday and Saturday night so we had the basement alone for hours guaranteed. We were mixing some type of alcohol with soda, not sure what it was because we drank whatever we could take from his parents bottles without lowering the levels too much to notice. After the porn was on for quite a while I think we were both mesmerized by it and we were both excited! Who was going to be the first to do something though? He went back to me in the motorhome again, saying "Since I walked in on you with your cock hard and in your mouth I guess it's okay if you see me with mine out. So he just dropped his pants and he was hard already sitting back down in the chair and started stroking himself. He just looked forward at the TV and stroked his cock, I could see him look out of the corner of his eye a couple of times over at me but I didn't do anything except bounce back and forth from the TV to him. Finally he looked over at me and said, "Oh, I thought you were stroking too?" I said I didn't know what you were doing. He looked confused and said he wanted me to not feel bad about seeing me with my cock in my mouth so he wanted me to see him so I wouldn't be embarrassed but he thought I would do it too? Well, with the porn on for as long as it had been on and me having a couple of drinks I said "so you want me to jerk off too?" He said "yes, I would actually love to watch you suck your own cock again" I told him that I really regretted doing that and that I wish he wouldn't talk about it. He said again that he had tried it a couple of times and didn't understand how I could do that but that he wished he could. So I explained to him that I had to hook my ankles under a bed to do it and that it actually took me a long time to get myself to that position. Again he asked to show him, I told him no a couple of times but he was persistent and I was getting more and more horny by the minute listening to people fuck on the TV and his support and enthusiasm I found myself taking my pants off with a boner. Within a minute or so he was kneeling next to me while I was stroking my very hard cock and trying to get myself in to a position to hook my ankles under the edge of the couch. With him kneeling down next while I was pulling my ass close to my face and my cock closer and closer to my mouth until I was sucking on the head. Well, he appeared to be in heaven at this point, telling me how hot I was, how hot it looked and blah, blah, blah. He was resting his hand on my ass while I was trying to pull my cock in and he just kept trying to help me. Well, this is one of the most erotic things I still have ever done to this day and I wish I still could could do this that's how much I enjoyed doing this. So as I am sucking my cock with my legs hooked over my head my best friend is now pushing his hand down on my ass to the rhythm and I realized I was enjoying opening my eyes and seeing him on his knees behind me, close enough to see my cock in my mouth and seeing him enjoying watching this whole thing. Well as I am sucking myself in and out he is rubbing my ass with his hand talking to me all sexy like telling me how much he loves this and thats when I feel his finger run over my tight little butt hole, I don't say anything but I had the look I guess, because that was his opportunity. He asked "Do you like that" I couldn't say yes or no because I had a mouth full of cock at the moment. I didn't stop him so he took that as a sign. He lubed his finger with some saliva I guess because I didn't see it the next thing I felt was his finger bottom out in my butt. It was a new feeling I wasn't sure about so I was very reluctant about this but it did feel good. So here I am on my back sucking my own cock, feeling as vulnerable as ever with my best friends finger in my ass while he is stroking his cock. He eventually took more charge of the way we were doing things and where, but this night he had intentions and he needed to make a move, he stood up and dropped his pants. He asked "Would you try sucking mine?" at this point he was so close to my face and I was so worked into a frenzy that I had never contemplated doing this so I just flopped my legs down on the floor laying flat on my back with my cock in the air when he slid over on his knees and slid his cock into my mouth. I knew enough to avoid teeth, and I knew how deep I could go no problem. He was next to my head humping my face and loving what I am sure was his first blow job. I really enjoyed how easy it was to do this without having myself all balled up having a hard time breathing, it only took a minute or so before he had both hands on my head and was starting to pump very hard and very fast - I knew what this meant but didn't want him to do it. No choice in this decision though, he had my head in both hands and I could feel his balls sucking up tight and then it happened, 1, 2, 3, 4, pulses filling my mouth and I realized my mouth was filling fast, I was comfortable with coming in my own mouth but this was something all together different, then I accidentally swallowed so the problem solved itself. He still was spasming and holding my head and I was jerking my own meat madly at this point and I was ready to come! I said “I’m going to come” this was all he needed to hear as I was arching my back he grabbed both my ankles and yanked them up in the air and folded me over, he wanted to see me shoot my load in my own mouth but he wasn’t fast enough. While folding me over in half over top of myself I got close to myself and I started to lay out ropes of come all over myself, holding my mouth open trying to shoot, I laid one pearl lace of jiz after another on myself, my chin, my face and on my tongue. Then as fast as it started I was done laying there with come all over my face and my friend standing there telling me how good that was and trying to rub his still semi hard cock through my trails and rub it into my mouth . . . but now all I felt was the after shame of what felt like I had been caught again doing something dirty. Except this time I nt only was caught doing myself I had my own salty taste in my mouth, I had my friends jizz taste in my mouth , on my face, in my hair and on my shirt. He was good friend and for as little as either of us knew about having a relationship or being considerate lovers he was really considerate and tried to make me feel good after he used me like a dirty slut. He kept talking to me and got me a wash cloth and never laughed once, all though it would have been easy to laugh at both of us in this situation. Time moved on and we had a couple other encounters as teens, he even tried sucking me a couple times but he never made me come. In the eighties bi men was not acceptable at all, it was just becoming fashionably cool for women to be bisexual but not guys. A couple of years ago though he reached out to me on facebook and said he would love to get together, that he missed what the two of us had as teens. He is married now and so am I, of course my wife approves 100% of me having fun with other men and would be fine with me sharing some time with my old friend but his wife knows nothing about this apparently and I just could’t be a slut for a guy under the guise of just old friends so we never put that reunion. Maybe someday though.

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