I have sucked the cocks of two guys named Brad. This is the other one. I worked with Brad. He is a good looking, friendly, outgoing man's man. The girls liked him. You would never think that Brad would ever have anything sexual to do with another guy. Maybe he just couldn't resist me....... We had worked together for about a year and had been out for beers many times. We were friends. That's all, nothing else. One night we were at a pub near my place and we had many beers. I lived nearby and he lived far away and it was late. We went back to my place where there was more beer that both of us wanted and neither one of us needed. We were just sittig around chatting when the topic turned to sex. Not sex between us but just sex with girls. He got on to blow jobs and was telling me about a girl he knew that could give the best bj's he had ever had. Remember that we were very drunk at this time. I liked cock and Brad didn't know about that. I laughed and "jokingly" said that I could give a better bj than her. Without missing a beat he imediately stood up, unzipped and had his beautiful eight inch cock about three inches from my face. What could I do? I just grabbed it and started sucking. It was delicious. It got very hard very fast. I just kept sucking and sucking it. I was loving it. Brad asked to see mine and I was glad to release it from my jeans. It was rock hard and needed out. On his knees he went. sucking my cock. Both of us had pants and boxers down to our knees. That's as far as they got. He sucked me for a few minutes and I was loving it. We needed to be in bed. "Let's go to my bedroom". We did. Clothes flying everywhere. At one point I had a bit of a sober thought and looked at him and said "you know we are sucking eachother's cocks, right"? "Oh yeah, and you are good". OK then, all naked, lights out and lying on our sides sucking eachother off. We did that until we were tired and we both came at almost the same time and we both swallowed. After a smoke we went to s l e e p together in my bed. When we woke up in the morning I could tell Brad had regrets. He had to work in an hour, which was about a five minute walk from my place. He didn't have time to go home, shower and change so he showered at my place, borrowed clean sox, underwear and a shirt and went to work. He started at 9am and I started at 1pm. Just as I was getting in I heard one of our coworkers asking him if that was the same tie he wore yesterday. I could see his face turning red. I started laughing and told the coworker that she had a keen eye and should be a cop then I quickly changed the subject and asked something about work........To be continued. Part two... /blogs/15720.html