An introduction to cock sucking
After my first time with this guy I’d met, who was named Joe, we regularly got together, with him picking me up from college at whatever time I finished. For the first few weeks our encounters were similar to that in my first story; sometimes he would fuck me in the back seat of his car while other times we would just sit and kiss while wanking off each others cocks until we spurted our cum, which would usually end up all over me as he seemed to enjoy seeing me covered in cum. I often wondered if he was really satisfied seeing my chest and face covered with just his and my loads or whether he would prefer to see me really drenched by multiple men. What he really wanted though was for me to suck his cock but for some reason I just seemed to have a hang-up about taking another man’s cock into my mouth. Now and again he sucked me, although not to completion as he preferred to see my cum shoot out of my cock rather than just sense it in his mouth. I think he did genuinely enjoy sucking my s*******n year old cock but I believe his underlying message to me was that I should provide him with the same feelings as I experienced whenever his mouth was sucking hard on my cock.
The following weekend I was wandering around town alone, just passing time and window shopping, quietly missing Joe when I felt the call of nature. As luck would have it the nearest public toilets were just a few minutes walk away, but even though the walk was short, by the time I got there I had made the decision not to pee at one of the urinals but instead lock myself away in a cubicle for a few minutes to relieve myself in more ways than one. My thoughts had continuously been going back to Joe as I was really missing him, and of course what we could be doing together. To be honest, we had seen so much of each other over the previous month or so that I was wondering if I was slowly falling for him, as I really enjoyed being with him and not just when I had access to his cock.
On entering the toilets I noticed that it had a long urinal on my left, suitable for perhaps ten or so guys to pee simultaneously, but to my right I found what I was looking for, which was a row of cubicles at ninety degrees to the urinal. I headed for the last cubicle of eight, which I decided afforded me the greatest privacy for wanking, as it was the one that was the furthest from both the entrance and the urinal. On entering the cubicle I was disappointed to find that the door lock was broken, but as there was no one around I thought that it would be safe just to push it closed, and even then, because the other doors were open I guessed that anyone entering the toilets would go straight to one of the cubicles that were obviously not in use.
Once in the cubicle I answered the call of nature, and once completed I had another call to answer, which this time was my horniness; my balls definitely needed to be emptied as I was so turned on thinking about Joe. I quickly removed my jeans and boxers and set to the business of wanking my cock off unrestricted while thinking of what I could be doing with Joe, which was more than enough inspiration to get me immediately as hard as a rock, and once there I sat back on the toilet, closed my eyes and started to enjoy wanking my hard cock off. Imagine my horror though when on opening my eyes I found myself staring into the eyes of a middle aged man who was standing in the now open cubicle doorway, also wanking off what looked like about a nine inch and quite thick cock! Horror struck me, followed by thoughts of how good looking he was, even though he had to be about twenty years older than me. My horror quickly subsided as it dawned on me that we were just two guys that were engaged in exactly the same act, that of wanking our cocks off, so the fact that another man had just caught me wanking stopped bothering me.
A different type of horror then hit me, though not literally, as he stepped forward, took hold of my head with both his hands and f***efully pushed his rock hard cock into my unwilling mouth. I attempted to push him away but his grip on my head was vice-like, and he started pumping away at my mouth as if he was fucking an ass or pussy, while continuously making comments about what a young slut and whore I was. What he started he was obviously determined to finish as all my efforts to extract his cock from my mouth failed dismally; he happily pumped away for several minutes deep into my mouth, and verging on entering my throat, until with a loud grunt he shot several spurts of warm cum into my unwilling mouth. Not being satisfied with filling my mouth with cum he then left his cock there, pushing it in and out slowly as he encouraged me to swallow it all, which of course I eventually had to do.
Once satisfied that he had used me enough he then left the cubicle, although to my surprise I was still not on my own as another guy had been watching us the whole time, wanking off as well. At that point I had still not cum myself and I was still feeling horny, but equally as surprising was my realization that I had actually liked the taste of the cum that had just filled my mouth. Eager for more I invited the other guy into the cubicle and I got up off the toilet and dropped to my knees in front of him and sucked my second cock of both the day and my life. He admitted to me that he had already cum earlier and as a result it took about 20-30 minutes to coax more cum out of his lovely cock, with me having to think back to various porn films I had watched and employ the techniques that the women in those films used. Eventually after a mixture of wanking, licking around the head of his cock and deep sucking I eventually succeeded into getting him to blow his second load of the day, straight into my willing mouth.
Having overcome my fear of sucking I knew that the next time that I saw Joe he would get what he had been hoping for and encouraging me to do during the last few weeks. As I left the toilets I did feel some guilt as an hour or so earlier I’d been missing Joe and thinking over what I felt for him, and here I was now, a young slut that had just given two men I’d never met before blowjobs and allowed them to fill my mouth with their cum. However, I knew that it was only a bit of fun with Joe and that it would eventually end, so it was well worth gaining experience with whoever I could, as that would lead to other adventures that I can also write about.
October 8, 2011, 11:48 am
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is a copyrighted work of fiction under my pen name Dean Denhomme. The inspiration—my muse if you will—for this vignette is the incomparable Lateshay. She can be found on x hamster under that name.
Now, before we begin my little fuck story, allow me a word or two about Lateshay. If you visit my site on x hamster, it is easy to see that I am a tit man. So, it should come as no surprise that she provides the physical template for my imaginary fuck buddy in the story that follows.
Frankly, if I don’t have access to one of my bed buddies for any given day, I jack of
May 26, 2012, 11:48 am
I knew that he was masturbating again. He thinks that I am sl**ping. Above me, the bed springs rhythmically protest with increasing vigour as he furtively steals towards the conclusion. The tension between us had been building for weeks. He's a young man, bespectacled and a little overweight with a lovely little round paunch and a nice round ass. Late teens I guess, and as such, his libido is sky high. This nightly finger shuffle is beginning to wear a little thin, to be honest.
But, Dear Reader, I get ahead of myself. The more astute will have already determined that I am incarcerated and
April 5, 2012, 1:48 am
Hello, dear Reader.
I am an addict. I'm not looking for sympathy, it really is no big deal, I have come to terms with and totally accepted it. I don't hurt anyone and, in fact, by its very nature, my addiction has brought pleasure to very many men. It's a fact that it's possible for anyone to become addicted to anything. Apart from the very obvious and easy to name addictions, like gambling, alcohol and narcotics, there are other less obvious addictions which are equally as demanding on the addict. Like exercise, shopping, pornography or even regular TV shows.
Still with me? I do hope so
November 19, 2011, 7:48 pm
An October to Remember
The last Friday in September started out as any other workday. My work buddy Bill and I drove to an Eastern New York city to make a delivery, We are team drivers for a local trucking company. Being out so long, we decided to stop for dinner as we would not return to the yard until after 6PM. As I got out of our truck I felt a pop in my belly. Having an umbilicus hernia I was used to strange things happening to my navel. We ate, and headed back to the yard. As we drove back, I started having pain behind my belly button. By the time we returned I couldn’t even stand up
March 11, 2011, 7:48 pm
Well not really an introduction as I am now a fully fledged slut for black cock.
my latest adventure 2 nights ago hada night out with the girls from work they both know about my previous exploits so I didnt have to hide anything,we had afew drinks in the local bars then went clubbing .
At about 1.30 in the morning 2 black guys approached me and asked if I was kelly I replied that I ws but added hat I didnt think we had met.
They had heard of me and seen the video and apparantly the b*****r of one of them was involved in that gang bang party.
Anyawya they bought us all a few drinks by which
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