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Back when I was in my mid-forties I decided to give in to my love of sucking cock despite being married. Before marriage I had one opportunity to suck a guy’s cock when I was picked up at a bus stop late at night. I was at the bus stop after leaving a party too stoned to safely drive my car. An older guy who was cruising stopped and asked if I need a ride.
I naively got in the car and ended up at the guy’s place. He sucked me until I thought I’d go crazy from the intensity of my orgasm. I very timidly asked the guy if I could suck his cock. And the rest is history. I immediately felt the thrill of sucking cock once he let me take his cock’s head past my lips.
Everything about the texture, the taste and feel of a cock in my mouth triggered the pleasure center of my brain.
I had never dreamed about being with a man. My mind was always pussy driven. So, sucking a guy not only thrilled me but at that time scared the hell out me. It was a time of homophobia and real hate toward the gay community. I never took part in the hate but my entire thinking was against men being with men sexually.
That thinking ended the night, when as a twenty year old vet, I accepted that ride. But the fear of discovery kept me from ever immediately doing a man to man sexual encounter again. I married, had kids and was living the life of a straight male. But, the thought of sucking cock never completely left my mind. I didn’t lust after attractive men or even think of sucking them. I just had that pleasurable memory and fantasized about it. Especially when my wife would give me a blow job. I often thought about it being me sucking the cock. I often times had her kiss me right after I came in her mouth. Whenever I’d cum inside her pussy, I’d go down on her to clean the cum out. She came to really like me doing this. Thought I was just adding to the excitement of our sex. She was right but never understood it was as much for me as her.
Finally after many years being married I wanted to seek out a possible meeting with a man. The sex in my marriage had declined and become vanilla stale whenever we did have sex. I totally enjoyed licking her pussy and she came every time with a screaming orgasm. But I knew something was missing. Cock.
The refinement of internet became my entrance into the world of bisexuality. I trolled for hours looking at porn. Most of it straight porn. I really didn’t like looking at the gay porn. I did like watching cocks being sucked, though. But mostly it was women doing the sucking. Sometimes I would drift over to girls with cocks.
In my porn search, I eventually came across personal ad sites. Most wanted credit card info that I was unwilling to give. But there was one site that allowed membership without the personal information and allotted a certain number of ads to be posted or answered each month. Looking at the ads I was amazed how many of them were by married men or bi men. And I was excited as well. Very excited. I looked at many of them until I found a guy that seemed right. For one thing I needed him to host. No way was I going to jeopardize the marriage.
The guy was a bit older than me but he seemed to think a lot like me, he was divorced and had a condo we could meet at and he very much wanted to let me worship his cock. And the photo of his cock made my mouth water. Oh, and he wanted to have an ongoing thing which was something I had mentioned to him from the get go.
After many exchanges we finally set up a meet up date and time. At the time my wife and I were working opposite each other. Her evenings and me days. The kids were grown and on their own. So, I had a lot of free time. I could pursue having the indescribable feel of a cock in my mouth once again.
I arrived at the guy’s condo a little ahead of schedule so I could survey things and determine if it was a safe area, a clean building and all that. Being a combat vet, I always checked for any trip wires along the trail.
The place looked safe and clean. So, I walked up to the door of the condo’s garage where the guy said to meet him. He was standing there when I arrived. He was tall, had deep penetrating blue eyes, thin body that looked athletic but not bulked out weight lifter type. Like me, the guy had streaks of grey in his short cropped brown hair. He was neither handsome or ugly. Just a regular looking guy with a clean shaven face. He was dressed in khaki pants and a short sleeved golfing shirt.
I greeted him and asked if he was Phil. He said he was and invited we in to the condo. We passed through the garage which had a BMW sedan parked in it.
The door led to a small kitchen area that was clean and bright. Beyond the kitchen was a living room with two couches and there was a stairway at the far end that led up to the second floor.
Phil asked me to sit on one of the couches and he sat on the other directly across from me.
“Would you like a drink.” he asked.
I answered I’d Lara Travesti like some water. My mouth had grown very dry from the anxiety I had about finally meeting with another guy for a sexual encounter. I wasn’t quite versed on how things should go. Should I drop on my knees and let him come over and offer me his cock? Should I ask him what he’d like to do? I decided it was his home, his rules and he would lead the way.
After he returned with a glass of water, he asked me what I like to do. I told him I had only sucked one cock but it left a very lasting impression since it was over twenty years ago. We both laughed.
“So do you want to suck my cock today?” he asked.
“Oh yeah, very much so.” I replied.
“Good deal. Why don’t we go upstairs and let you get started.”
Taking my glass of water I followed him up the stairwell and turned into a large bedroom with a king size bed in the middle of the room. Phil started undressing, I asked him if he wanted me undressed as well. He nodded and I began rapidly removing my shirt, shoes, socks and jeans. Then lowered my briefs and stood by the bedside with my cock partially erect. He continued undressing at a slow pace, almost teasing me. Finally he lowered his briefs and turned around to face me. His cock was very long, probably 8 inches at least. It wasn’t thick but had a very large bulbous head. He came over to me and told me to drop to my knees.
I quickly dropped down in front of him. He slapped my face with his semi-erect cock. He continued slapping it on my cheeks, lips and nose. Then he asked if I wanted to suck it. I readily told him I did.
“Then you should beg. You need to let me know exactly what you want to do.” he commanded.
“Please let me suck you beautiful cock.” I begged.
“Wrong. You need to address me as sir until you are told otherwise.” he said in a scolding tone.
“Please, sir, may I suck you beautiful cock?” I begged again.
“That’s better. Open your mouth and make love to my cock. Don’t just suck it. Take my cock and worship it. Use your lips, your tongue, mouth and throat. Lick it, suck it and kiss it. Got it? And don’t let your teeth touch it.” he firmly told me.
And I began sucking the second cock of my life. I put my hands down to my side and began kissing the large head. His cock slightly twitched from the contact of my tongue. I opened my mouth and put my lips around the head and started gently suckling it while my tongue circled around the crown. I probed the piss hole with the tip of my tongue.
His cock dripped precum. It was sweet and slightly salty. The touch of his cock in my mouth made me hard. It was firm but smooth and contrastingly soft and silky. It was a taste like no other taste.
After some time worshipping the head I began licking the underside of his shaft from head down to his tightly grouped testes. My tongue bathed both before I ran the flat of my tongue back up the shaft to the head, where I briefly kissed and sucked before once more tracing down the shaft. Then I took one ball in my mouth and swirled my tongue around its circumference. It was hairy but the slight taste of sweat made it erotic. I switched to the other ball and again used my tongue. I then opened my mouth wide to take both balls inside. Phil was notably groaning and encouraging me to be his fucking bitch.
I once again used the broad part of my tongue to ascend up to the head. I slowly started to take his shaft inside my mouth, inching down with tight seal of my lips around it. Phil took the back of my head in both hands and pulled me forward toward his pubic hair. I marveled at the fullness and texture of this man’s cock. It seemed so natural for me to have it in my mouth. Without realizing it I soon had his entire length inside my throat and my lips were touching his curly pubic hair. Phil held my head at his pubis, his cock impaled in my throat. My mouth had started producing copious amounts of saliva to accommodate the thrilling invader.
At last Phil began pulling my head back and forth along his shaft. He pulled me back to the tip and pushed my throat back down until I once again touched the pubic hair. He slowly fucked my mouth as I tried to keep breathing and maintained a tight grip with my lips. My tongue seemed to naturally move around the firm but silken cock shaft. I was so damn excited to feel this man’s long cock pump back and forth inside my mouth and down into my throat. After only a few minutes of him fucking my face like this, his cock seemed to grow and get much harder. My mouth continued to pump saliva to smooth the way of my lips.
Finally Phil pulled his cock out of my mouth and directed me to get on the bed with my head hanging off the edge. I knew from my time watching porn what he intended for my mouth. I laid myself across the bed, with head hanging down and mouth open. He quickly stood over me and jammed his cock down into my mouth and into the back Manavgat travesti of my throat. I gulped and slightly gagged. His balls rested on my nose and bounced as he thrust his cock back and forth into my open cavity. I was drooling spit all over his shaft. My breathing was coming in gasps. But I was sexually charged by what was happening. Nothing I had experienced with my wife during sex matched this excitement.
Phil continued plunging his cock deep into my mouth and pulling back to the head. He was breathing hard and moaning while telling me what a good cocksucker I was. It was an added thrill to hear him call me that.
Phil then told me to open my eyes. I had closed them without realizing it.
“When you suck my cock, I want you looking up at my face. I want to see you worship my cock. I want to see your eyes as you do and see them when I cum in your mouth. When I cum I don’t want to see you swallow it until I tell you. Got it?” he instructed.
I mumbled my assent as his cock continued to piston up and down my throat. I opened my eyes to see his balls on my nose and barely see his bright blue eyes looking intently down at me. Sweat ran across his forehead. He continued with a steady rhythm to fuck my mouth.
My jaw began to ache a little as Phil continued his domination of my mouth and throat. But I didn’t want it to stop. Who would think a cock in the mouth could elicit the pleasure it did for me. It was consuming all my senses. The taste of this firm smooth cock was exotic and the feel of it filling my mouth provided a satisfaction that only me sucking my mom’s tit could match. The smell of my spit and his precum was overtly present. The sound of his moaning and the slurping and squishing coming from my mouth seemed like a musical soundtrack. His balls bouncing on my nose seemed to be the percussion. And now, looking up into Phil’s blue eyes to see the pleasure I was giving him and the domination he exerted over me was a new and thrilling part of me opening up.
Suddenly I felt Phil’s cock seem to pulse along the underside of his shaft. Then the head began to pump a series of hot and sticky fluid along my tongue and down my throat. Phil was yelling out in grunts and moans. The spasms of his cock continued to shoot semen and Phil pulled the shaft back so more filled my mouth and landed on my tongue. It was salty, thick and had a different taste than the cum I licked from my wife’s pussy. It felt good on my tongue. I liked the texture and the taste was like no other taste. Sticky, slimy but delicious to my palate. I guess some people don’t like the taste but I knew I wanted to taste cum over and over for the rest of my life.
Finally Phil’s ejaculation slowed to a final stop. He rested his cock in my mouth full of cum, telling me not to swallow and not to move my head or tongue. At last he pulled his cock from my mouth. The head and shaft were coated in the white thick cum. He instructed me to open my mouth to show him my prize for sucking him. I opened wide to let him view his cum resting on my tongue. The cum seemed to fill my mouth. He instructed me to swirl it around in my mouth to get a good taste. Then swallow. I swished the viscous cum in my mouth coating my gums and teeth and the walls of my throat. It was one more erotic moment for me. Then I gulped and let the cum slide down my throat to enter my gut.
Phil praised me for my skill of sucking for it just being my second time. He told me I needed to finish my work. I looked at him questioningly. He told me his cock needed to be cleaned.
I used my tongue to lick the shaft where cum dripped in streaks. I sucked the cum into my mouth. Once his shaft was cleaned I went up to the head and used my lips to bring a large bubble of cum from the opening.
Phil was pleased with my work. He told me to get up into the bed with my head toward the top. I was to put my head on the pillow. He followed me into the bed and came up to my face with his cock at my lips as he squatted on his knees straddling my head.
“Open your pussy mouth, cocksucker” he demanded.
I was amazed his cock had started to get hard again. And thrilled as well.
I quickly opened my mouth as he plunged into my mouth once again. He furiously fucked my face with long strokes. He pulled the shaft all the way back to the tip and quickly pushed it back deep into my mouth and throat. Spit drooled down my chin and I was groaning in pleasure along with Phil. After a good five minutes of this, Phil pulled his cock out of my mouth. I looked up at him to question what he was going to do next. He told me to put my head back. He then climbed up to cover my mouth and nose with his ass crack. He told me to lick his ass hole like it was my wife’s pussy. He used both hands to open his ass cheeks up to me. Still, I struggled to breathe with my nose jammed up in the crack of his ass. My mouth was covered by the inside walls of the crack. I reached Side travesti up with my tongue and immediately felt the opening of his ass. I began licking first with broad strokes and then attempted to enter the rosebud with the tip of my tongue. I have a big tongue and was able to probe inside his hole to feel the inner walls of the anus. It seemed like a soft hand squeezing the tip of my tongue. I started pushing as deep as I could and then used my tongue like a tiny cock to push back and forth into his hole. He groaned and berated me as an ass licking cocksucker. I thrilled at his words. It was clear I had a very submissive side to me and Phil had picked up on it immediately.
Phil let me eat his ass for at least five minutes . Then he told me to get in back of him and jack off into his ass crack. He knelt down on all fours and put his ass in the air for me. I took my thick cock, now very hard, and started masturbating. It took only ten strokes along my cock’s shaft and head before I started to shoot cum into the crease of his ass. My cum hung along the inner walls of his crack, clinging to the dark hair growing all along it. I came more than I normally would. At least six pulses of cum splattered his ass crack.
Once I finished shooting, Phil told me to clean it up. I went to work using my tongue and lips to collect all of my cum I’d just sprayed all up and down his ass crack. My nose got covered in the cum as I traveled up and down the crease.
It was humiliating but it really turned me on. Phil told me once again not to swallow until I was told to do so. I continued to collect and clean, wetting down his ass hair, to get my cum. Finally I had it all in my mouth awaiting Phil’s command.
“Swallow it, you fucking cunt. You like cum don’t you? You are a cum addict and want as much cum as you can get, aren’t you?” he taunted.
“Yes sir, I do love cum. I want all the cum I can get.” I quickly answered after I swallowed my cum I had jacked off on his ass.
“Well, I have some more for you. Get on your back. I’m going to paint your pussy face.” he ordered.
I went to the head of the bed, then laid on my back as instructed. Phil crawled up to straddle my head, putting his cock directly in my face. I opened my mouth to take him but he told me I wasn’t to suck him but to keep my eyes opened. He started to stroke his long cock and after only a few strokes it erupted with spurts of cum hitting my nose, my forehead, my cheeks and lips. He demanded I open my mouth and shot the last of his ejaculate directly on my tongue. Cum dripped down my forehead down the length of my nose, joining the cum already there. It dribbled down to my top lip. The cum on my cheeks slowly ran down to my neck.
Phil told me to swallow the cum in my mouth. I did as he commanded. The he put his cock in my face and told me to clean it up again. I took it into my mouth and using my lips tightly around the shaft pulled the cock down into my throat. Pulling back up to the tip, my tongue collected the cum on the shaft and tip. I swallowed another good taste of his cum. He pulled out and using his finger began to collect all the cum form my facial and fed it to me. I was like a baby bird feeding on his cum.
Phil finally laid down next to me and we talked. I was no longer his sub cocksucker. Just a guy who had just had an exciting and thrilling sexual experience. Phil asked me what I thought about maybe bringing two friends of his to our next meet up. He said they would enjoy letting me suck their cocks. Both had nice cocks he said. One was around six and one-half but very thick and the other was seven inches with a big, big head. They also liked to suck cock, he said. He also told me he knew a woman from his church that liked to fuck and suck multiple guys at a time. She was a little pudgy but had great tits and her pussy was nice and tight.
I was a little intimidated that Phil wanted to escalate our sexual meetings to such an extent but having a woman watch me suck a guy and then fucking her or letting her suck me while I sucked a guy was a fantasy come true. I also wondered if it was real. I told Phil about my concerns and asked if he could really get all of us together. He assured me he could if I was into doing a group thing like he was talking about.
I told him I would very definitely like to do it. Even though it didn’t seem real. We started dressing and he told me he’d drop an email to let me know when he had date and time put together. I reminded him of my time availability. We finished dressing and went down to the first floor. Phil offered me a beer, which I accepted even if it was a local brand that tasted like piss-water. Some folks are fanatic about the brewery but I never much cared for it. We drank and talked about our wives. Mine still with me. His divorced from him. Then kids. He had a son in the military that was currently in a combat zone. He asked me about my experience in war. I told him some of my history.
It was a good conversation. Like two friends shooting the shit. It just happened after one friend was a submissive cocksucker for the other friend. It definitely had a different context. And I definitely looked forward to continuing my love affair with cock.
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