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My secret life continued with regular meetings. I satisfied Nicks needs and he rewarded me with long sessions of indulgent fellatio. I had become an expert cock-worshipper. Four months earlier I had only expressed my desire to suck a cock by watching porn and masturbating. I never really believed I would actually experience the warm firmness of the real thing let alone repeat the event. The fixation I had developed over the years was for large and beautiful cocks. I wasn’t interested in small or unattractive penises. I was a cock snob. It was an aesthetic appreciation for beauty and power and as particular as my love for women’s bottoms. To begin with I had little interest in men as such although I did like to see skinny twink types enjoying each others smooth bodies. I naturally assumed I would never be in a situation to explore a beautiful young mans body in that way. So instead I chatted to men who, at least in their profiles, claimed to be hung. Men who might let a novice kneel down and suck their cock to completion.
Completion mattered. Most women who have sucked me have swallowed my cum. It always looked like fun to me and when I saw eager cocksuckers drain beautiful cocks in gay porn I could’t help but want to try myself. However I knew I would lose my desire if I had already cum so I wanted the exchange to be one way. I didn’t really care if I ejaculated when I imagined sucking cock. I instinctively knew I had a submissive side and a large cock would bring it out of me. It was a secret part of me that was not present with women.
However none of this made any difference to me as I simply didn’t have the courage to go through with it. I would chat and admire some guys cock. But my cock-snobbishness and shyness conspired to keep me ‘straight’ and thats how I imagined things staying until I started chatting to Nick.
Nick enjoyed my compliments about his beautiful member and didn’t really give a damn about anything other than getting sucked. He wanted to have his dick worshipped and crucially to have his semen swallowed. He was married but craved a more ‘filthy’ interaction and believed a man would provide it. He liked the fact that it was my first time and that I was so concerned with discretion. We agreed conditions and all that remained was to actually meet. I had no idea what he looked like and I didn’t care. As far as I was concerned he was just a cock and if I really met him I would be obliged to satisfy him. Swallow him.
I described that initial meeting in my story ‘A First Taste’ and since then four months have passed and a remarkable volume of hot semen has been processed by my body.
As I chatted to Nick online he teased out of me the type of slim young man I might desire (the slim young thinks of eager porn videos) and then selected from his other cock loving correspondents a lean redhead to to test my resolve. This led to unexpected feelings in me and the full exploration of his beautiful inexperienced body.
Harrison and I had very playful relationship going on but were both frustrated by the inevitable furtiveness that comes with keeping cocklust private. We grabbed an hour here and there but impatiently waited for his parents forthcoming holiday. They would be thousands of miles away for two whole weeks. I barely thought about anything else as I went about the daily commute. At lunch I visualised Harrison bum and wonderfully stiff cock at I chomped into a sandwich.
Circumstances kept us apart and as a consequence we remained damn horny for each other. He insisted I keep up my role satisfying Nick’s dominant demands and I performed that part of my sexual character with a psychology distinct from anything else I had ever experienced. I was Nick’s to utilise. To quickly fuck so he could ‘get his rocks off’. A message would come and he would summon me. I couldn’t always get there and he was generally humorous in his frustration but a couple of times when he was ramming me against his garage wall he mentioned that a particularly hard thrust was because I let him down before. When he slapped my face with his big dick because he had to jerk off the previous day I confess I loved it. I adored being slapped with that long cock.
One early morning before work he beckoned me to his garage for a suck. I replied that I was on my way, sped off as fast as I could and dutifully knelt waiting to please him. After some time passed I noticed that my text had not been successfully sent and so sent it again and followed it up explaining myself. A few minutes later Nick appeared out of breath and hurried to my anticipating mouth. He quickly undid his zipper, showing he wasn’t wearing any underwear, and flopped out his penis for me to begin. It looked splendid. It looked as if he had just unloaded and I was cleaning him up.
“Quick. Lick it! Suck it nicely.” He insisted.
Naturally I did as instructed. My tongue winkled its way under his foreskin and supped on his rising flesh. He tasted a little different and I wondered if he had been wanking in frustration.
“Ahh…” He sighed. “Can you taste my wife’s pussy?” He added.
I didn’t pause. It was a delicious and naughty thing to do. It turned out he had been fucking his wife when my texts had come through and he pretended it was an urgent message from work. He left her to finish herself and disappeared with her scent and moist juices clinging to his member. He loved the danger and we both loved that I was tasting his wife on his cock. I took him deep and held it as my mind pictured where his dick had just been. He blew ropes that morning and I thanked him for his cheeky gift before we parted.
Later, online, I told him how sexy it was to taste his wife on him and what a filthy minded guy he was. He said he wished I could lick his jism from her pussy but I had to be happy with it straight from the pipe. I had been horny all day as I had denied myself an orgasm after sucking him and I cheekily asked to see her bum. Almost immediately he sent me a photo. I loved her curves. I didn’t hide my furious masturbation from him. My tongue poked out as if licking her from behind. Her sent another of her pussy and I had to let go of my stiff cock to avoid erupting.
‘You like what You see?’ He asked. I typed ‘I love what I see.’ in return.
‘She is gorgeous but to be honest I need your services to keep me satisfied. I have to unload.’
‘Into me…’ I responded.
‘Yeah. Into you… fucksake…I need it now! Can you come quick?’
I pondered this suggestion. I had swallowed him before work and now he wanted a quick one after work…
’25 mins.’ I replied and let go of my erection pulled up my jeans and hurried out the door.
Soon I was back in his garage. Kneeling on the carpet. He entered and lowered his jeans. I began sucking and he spoke.
“You got me horny wanking over my Jen. I reckon I need a quick fuck on the couch.”
“Not sure I’m prepared for that…” I said.
“I have a jonny. I should be using rubbers anyway.” I was always surprised when he showed some consideration but then he added. “I can unload in your gob if I fancy it.”
I wasn’t going to object either way. His flesh pipe engorged as I skilfully bobbed my head up and down his delicious member.
“Get your arse out, I need some queer anal.” I enjoyed his crude dirty talk and presented him with my butt.
“I’m not lubed.”I warned as I heard him peel a condom out of it’s packet and onto his thick shaft. He spat and spat again and grabbed at his hard tool. He shoved at my hole and I accepted him with discipline on first entry. He rutted like an a****l with short thrusts of his pelvis.
“Oh, I need a tight arse sometimes!” He exclaimed and rammed deeper into my body. I adjusted myself to take him with greater ease and my cock became almost erect. Precum leaked out onto the old leather sofa. My eyes rolled up as I took his girth. It became a heavenly pounding.
“You are such a queer.” He spoke quietly into my ear as he plunged. He liked to keep some macho pretence up even as his erection fucked my arse. I saw right through his nonsense but I like it anyway. “You fuckin' love cock don’t you?” I didn’t respond to this question, it couldn’t have been more rhetorical in my case.
To my surprise Nick took my oozing cock in his hand and stroked it. His internal massage excited me further.
“Thats a lot for Harry to take.” He remarked, adding “Do you want my load in your mouth?”
“Yes please.” I could barely speak because I was so focused on taking his pounding.
He suddenly withdrew and wrenched off the condom. His stood upright and stroked his glistening angry cock.
“Well?” He asked.
“Please Sir, may I have your cum?” I replied guessing I should beg. “Please, I want to taste it so much and swallow every drop of your semen.”
What a potty-mouthed slut I was. His white man-cum leapt from the eye and splashed a line vertically up my face. The second was caught in my mouth as I clamped myself over the erupting penis. I gluged it all down as he jammed into my mouth. When he was done he held his dick and whacked me with it.
“Yes!” I excitedly exclaimed. He whacked me again. My eyes told him how delighted I was at this post orgasm treatment. His open hand slapped my face. I did not object.
For a while he grabbed my hair and had me clean his cock and balls as they settled down. He let me do this sometimes because he knew it pleased me but he was rougher this time. He still wanted to use me after coming. I stared at him in the dim light as he held onto his cock. I sensed he might be about to piss and he did. He held my hair and pissed on my face. I braced myself and accepted it. He aimed at my mouth which I kept shut.
The piss flowed over me. Jetted powerfully onto my face and down my body soaking my clothes. He proceeded to piss all over me. Nothing was left out. He was doubly empty.
“Suck it!” He instructed. I did as I was told. Part of me was furious but it was kept in check by my submissive side.
“Get rid of the condom.” He said and pulled up his jeans. I sat in a heap, humiliated and steaming in the cool night air. He left without saying another word. I would have to get back to my car and home drenched in Nick’s piss. I looked down at my semi hard on. I breathed deeply and began to masturbate.
Completion mattered. Most women who have sucked me have swallowed my cum. It always looked like fun to me and when I saw eager cocksuckers drain beautiful cocks in gay porn I could’t help but want to try myself. However I knew I would lose my desire if I had already cum so I wanted the exchange to be one way. I didn’t really care if I ejaculated when I imagined sucking cock. I instinctively knew I had a submissive side and a large cock would bring it out of me. It was a secret part of me that was not present with women.
However none of this made any difference to me as I simply didn’t have the courage to go through with it. I would chat and admire some guys cock. But my cock-snobbishness and shyness conspired to keep me ‘straight’ and thats how I imagined things staying until I started chatting to Nick.
Nick enjoyed my compliments about his beautiful member and didn’t really give a damn about anything other than getting sucked. He wanted to have his dick worshipped and crucially to have his semen swallowed. He was married but craved a more ‘filthy’ interaction and believed a man would provide it. He liked the fact that it was my first time and that I was so concerned with discretion. We agreed conditions and all that remained was to actually meet. I had no idea what he looked like and I didn’t care. As far as I was concerned he was just a cock and if I really met him I would be obliged to satisfy him. Swallow him.
I described that initial meeting in my story ‘A First Taste’ and since then four months have passed and a remarkable volume of hot semen has been processed by my body.
As I chatted to Nick online he teased out of me the type of slim young man I might desire (the slim young thinks of eager porn videos) and then selected from his other cock loving correspondents a lean redhead to to test my resolve. This led to unexpected feelings in me and the full exploration of his beautiful inexperienced body.
Harrison and I had very playful relationship going on but were both frustrated by the inevitable furtiveness that comes with keeping cocklust private. We grabbed an hour here and there but impatiently waited for his parents forthcoming holiday. They would be thousands of miles away for two whole weeks. I barely thought about anything else as I went about the daily commute. At lunch I visualised Harrison bum and wonderfully stiff cock at I chomped into a sandwich.
Circumstances kept us apart and as a consequence we remained damn horny for each other. He insisted I keep up my role satisfying Nick’s dominant demands and I performed that part of my sexual character with a psychology distinct from anything else I had ever experienced. I was Nick’s to utilise. To quickly fuck so he could ‘get his rocks off’. A message would come and he would summon me. I couldn’t always get there and he was generally humorous in his frustration but a couple of times when he was ramming me against his garage wall he mentioned that a particularly hard thrust was because I let him down before. When he slapped my face with his big dick because he had to jerk off the previous day I confess I loved it. I adored being slapped with that long cock.
One early morning before work he beckoned me to his garage for a suck. I replied that I was on my way, sped off as fast as I could and dutifully knelt waiting to please him. After some time passed I noticed that my text had not been successfully sent and so sent it again and followed it up explaining myself. A few minutes later Nick appeared out of breath and hurried to my anticipating mouth. He quickly undid his zipper, showing he wasn’t wearing any underwear, and flopped out his penis for me to begin. It looked splendid. It looked as if he had just unloaded and I was cleaning him up.
“Quick. Lick it! Suck it nicely.” He insisted.
Naturally I did as instructed. My tongue winkled its way under his foreskin and supped on his rising flesh. He tasted a little different and I wondered if he had been wanking in frustration.
“Ahh…” He sighed. “Can you taste my wife’s pussy?” He added.
I didn’t pause. It was a delicious and naughty thing to do. It turned out he had been fucking his wife when my texts had come through and he pretended it was an urgent message from work. He left her to finish herself and disappeared with her scent and moist juices clinging to his member. He loved the danger and we both loved that I was tasting his wife on his cock. I took him deep and held it as my mind pictured where his dick had just been. He blew ropes that morning and I thanked him for his cheeky gift before we parted.
Later, online, I told him how sexy it was to taste his wife on him and what a filthy minded guy he was. He said he wished I could lick his jism from her pussy but I had to be happy with it straight from the pipe. I had been horny all day as I had denied myself an orgasm after sucking him and I cheekily asked to see her bum. Almost immediately he sent me a photo. I loved her curves. I didn’t hide my furious masturbation from him. My tongue poked out as if licking her from behind. Her sent another of her pussy and I had to let go of my stiff cock to avoid erupting.
‘You like what You see?’ He asked. I typed ‘I love what I see.’ in return.
‘She is gorgeous but to be honest I need your services to keep me satisfied. I have to unload.’
‘Into me…’ I responded.
‘Yeah. Into you… fucksake…I need it now! Can you come quick?’
I pondered this suggestion. I had swallowed him before work and now he wanted a quick one after work…
’25 mins.’ I replied and let go of my erection pulled up my jeans and hurried out the door.
Soon I was back in his garage. Kneeling on the carpet. He entered and lowered his jeans. I began sucking and he spoke.
“You got me horny wanking over my Jen. I reckon I need a quick fuck on the couch.”
“Not sure I’m prepared for that…” I said.
“I have a jonny. I should be using rubbers anyway.” I was always surprised when he showed some consideration but then he added. “I can unload in your gob if I fancy it.”
I wasn’t going to object either way. His flesh pipe engorged as I skilfully bobbed my head up and down his delicious member.
“Get your arse out, I need some queer anal.” I enjoyed his crude dirty talk and presented him with my butt.
“I’m not lubed.”I warned as I heard him peel a condom out of it’s packet and onto his thick shaft. He spat and spat again and grabbed at his hard tool. He shoved at my hole and I accepted him with discipline on first entry. He rutted like an a****l with short thrusts of his pelvis.
“Oh, I need a tight arse sometimes!” He exclaimed and rammed deeper into my body. I adjusted myself to take him with greater ease and my cock became almost erect. Precum leaked out onto the old leather sofa. My eyes rolled up as I took his girth. It became a heavenly pounding.
“You are such a queer.” He spoke quietly into my ear as he plunged. He liked to keep some macho pretence up even as his erection fucked my arse. I saw right through his nonsense but I like it anyway. “You fuckin' love cock don’t you?” I didn’t respond to this question, it couldn’t have been more rhetorical in my case.
To my surprise Nick took my oozing cock in his hand and stroked it. His internal massage excited me further.
“Thats a lot for Harry to take.” He remarked, adding “Do you want my load in your mouth?”
“Yes please.” I could barely speak because I was so focused on taking his pounding.
He suddenly withdrew and wrenched off the condom. His stood upright and stroked his glistening angry cock.
“Well?” He asked.
“Please Sir, may I have your cum?” I replied guessing I should beg. “Please, I want to taste it so much and swallow every drop of your semen.”
What a potty-mouthed slut I was. His white man-cum leapt from the eye and splashed a line vertically up my face. The second was caught in my mouth as I clamped myself over the erupting penis. I gluged it all down as he jammed into my mouth. When he was done he held his dick and whacked me with it.
“Yes!” I excitedly exclaimed. He whacked me again. My eyes told him how delighted I was at this post orgasm treatment. His open hand slapped my face. I did not object.
For a while he grabbed my hair and had me clean his cock and balls as they settled down. He let me do this sometimes because he knew it pleased me but he was rougher this time. He still wanted to use me after coming. I stared at him in the dim light as he held onto his cock. I sensed he might be about to piss and he did. He held my hair and pissed on my face. I braced myself and accepted it. He aimed at my mouth which I kept shut.
The piss flowed over me. Jetted powerfully onto my face and down my body soaking my clothes. He proceeded to piss all over me. Nothing was left out. He was doubly empty.
“Suck it!” He instructed. I did as I was told. Part of me was furious but it was kept in check by my submissive side.
“Get rid of the condom.” He said and pulled up his jeans. I sat in a heap, humiliated and steaming in the cool night air. He left without saying another word. I would have to get back to my car and home drenched in Nick’s piss. I looked down at my semi hard on. I breathed deeply and began to masturbate.
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