It happened quickly, neither of us expecting or planning what happened, but both of us immediately knowing our roles and places. He stood above me and unzipped his pants.  As he pulled them down and exposed his massive slab of meat, I found myself unable to look away.  I exposed my own decent sized cock and started stroking myself, while I sucked off my best friend.  It was much different than I expected.  Like a sleeve of warm flesh surrounding a steel pipe. Hard and soft at the same time. He immediately took charge.  His meaty paw on the back of my head controlling the speed and depth.  I had assumed that he would want to cum in my mouth.  Every time I had received a blowjob from a bitch, the goal was to drain my balls down into a warm mouth.  He had different ideas.

“Your job,” he told me, “Is to get my thick cock
slippery, slick and wet enough that it does not kill you when I ram it up your ass.”