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a reply to a short story I read just now....
A short story where a married man is talking cock sucking to another married man on a site such as this, And one of the married men happens to be a car salesman. After some weeks, The married man takes a visit to the car lot to look at a motor-home. Once inside the vehicle the salesman locks the door and spontaneously drops his pants to reveal a modestly large semi hard cock for the sucking. The surprised costumer, can not help himself to such a treat, drops to his knees and starts to suck. The salesmans cock grows to full bore of 7 meaty inches, a very nice size by most measures... When the salesman tells him he is going to cum, the customer releases the salesmans cock from between his lips and lets his cum shoot wild, landing on his hand, still wrapped around his cock and on the carpet of the motor home.
my reply....
hmmmm, I haven't sucked cock in a long time but I don't think I would have the discipline not to have that 7 inches down my throat when he came. I was late to this cock sucking business. I didn't hook up until I was around 37 or so. I never thought I would do it. When I was younger guys would hit on me all the time. I never had any interest. I had fantasies of coarse, who doesn't, but I never wanted to actually do anything with a guy. Well, sexual frustration, horrible divorce and financial crisis' can lead a guy to having too much time on his hands. And that led to some sexual experimentation I didn't think I was interested in. One thing leads to another... wild fires spread, I get to being more selective about the attractiveness of the cock in the straight porn I am watching, I start to get clear on that I am not satisfied with the porn unless the guy cums and the more cum the better. And down the slippery path I go.
I get bored with porn. I find craigslist personals, I enjoy the interaction and the emails. I find men much more responsive than women. I find other "straight guys" who are having the same thoughts. It is all just innocent play until....
I decide I need to try more...
The first cock I sucked happened to be attached to an older guy in the middle of an ugly divorce. We met under the guise of a massage. I was giving him a massage. I do love this fantasy, it makes it all seem spontaneous even if it is pretty clearly planned. And the guy never knows when the party is going to begin. This guy had ideas of revisiting some c***dhood event where he had been fucked in the ass by one of his friends on a camping trip and turned into his sex slave for the week. A traumatic event at the time that had somehow left some frenzied desire to have it happen again to him. He was lusting to repeat his trauma in some way. I don't think he realized that, but from our conversation is was obvious to me. I imagine that event, although he saw it as an incredible sexual fantasy now, had fucked up his sex life with women for his whole life.
I wasn't really into all that, I just wanted to try sucking a cock. I massaged him and stuck a few fingers in his ass. I worked his well oiled ass hole for a while. There was nothing very exciting about it for me. I felt no chemistry with the guy, I just wanted to see what it was like to own a guy sexually. To make him cum. To suck cock. I had him roll over in his back when I started getting bored. I went down on him, he liked it. I sucked it for a while and ended him by stroking him out with my hand. It was pretty lame for me over all but he enjoyed it a lot. He hadn't been serviced in a long time. I was like an unpaid charity hooker.
It wasn't very exciting at all. But that was my crossing of the Rubicon. It really was. At 37 or so years old there was an entirely new avenue I needed to explore. The guilt was pretty intense. The fear of being found out... It had me on a hyper vigilance high that I hadn't experienced since I first started jerking off at 11 or 12. I didn't hit puberty till later than most k**s. One of my older brothers friends was talking about jerking off all the time and so at my first opportunity I went into my mothers room got out a playboy and some lotion and found myself hard. I stroked for a bit and came on the page of my step fathers playboy magazine.
I imagine there is a psychologists field day here!
I closed the magazine, gluing those pages together and put it back in the stack. I was wildly excited and mystified about what had just happened. I hadn't even had a wet dream yet. I had no hair on my balls. My body must have literally just started producing cum because before that I really wasn't aware of myself sexually at all. I don't even remember feeling anything when I came. I didn't know where the cum was going to come out. I had some idea of it seeping out of the pores or something. I was shocked to see it come out of the pee hole.
From that point on I started jerking off at every opportunity, I glued that whole stack of playboys together. In retrospect, I have always been an addict. I think at 10, 11 or 12, whenever that was, I started compulsively masturbating. I was a sex addict from the first time I came. And I found alcohol very soon after that. Yee ha!
Anyway, I digress...
The second cock I sucked, he came in my mouth but I didnt swallow. The third cock was one of my top 3 cock-sucking experiences ever....
WAIT!
Actually, number 2 was one of my top 3 also but I had regretted not swallowing and fucking his ass so it left me wanting. He was a married guy and we had talked for weeks before we met up. We were meeting online every night after his wife went to bed, jerking off together talking about how I would fuck him. After we would cum he would go into guilty explanations about how he really couldn't do that. He was riddled with guilt about wanting to get fucked. When we met and he started sucking me off, I slipped my hand down his ass crack and found him to be fully lubed up and ready to fuck.
Anyway, I wrote a story about him. In my story I went down the fantasy path of, if I had actually fucked him.
It is a pretty hot story if you like to read. Anyway. He was fucking hot!
The 3rd guy... I had decided I wanted to get a cock big enough to get down my throat. I had practiced with bananas for years before I ever really considered even being with a guy for real. I was happy with it just being a secret fantasy. I have a story about him also. His cock was so fucking gorgeous. An 18 year old k** with a perfectly proportioned 10 inch pornstar cock. And he was a total submissive. He walked into my house and right there in the foyer, I unzipped his pants, never saying a word, and I took his big fat cock in my hand and squeezed it. I am getting an adrenaline rush writing this.
It felt so heavy and full. It was still soft and my fingers didn't go all the way around it.
His cock was a dreamy amazement. My head is spinning thinking about it... I walked him by the dick to the living room and told him to lay down on the floor.
I licked and sucked him hard as a rock which wasn't difficult, he was 18... I sucked him for a bit, going a little deeper with every stroke of my mouth until he was as far into my mouth as he could go. Six inches deep, as much cock as my mouth could hold, I paused, then pushed through, as he passed down my throat it there was pressure and almost a pop as my face fell into his balls. He was literally balls deep in my throat.
Nobody had ever done it to him before, I don't imagine many people would try. His legs lifted as his whole body convulsed and a deep moan came out of him. It was really great. That is a great memory. I went down on him like that for a few minutes until he was close to cumming, that was my goal. I had completed my task of performing a deep throat on a big cock. A cock much bigger than I had hoped. I had no doubt I could do it. I didn't choke, I didn't gag
I satisfied my curiosity and he was so slippery with my eye watering spit I just stroked him a few times and he shot a big load on his stomach and chest.
He is one of the few people I really wish i had kept up with. His body was fantastic. I fucking dream God body. And I wished I had swallowed his load. I wish I could have him now. I would have him cum while my face was planted hard in his lap. Injecting himself directly into me.
sigh....
The next cock I met... I knew it was time to swallow its load. That was my next task to perform. I knew I could throat about anything that came down the pike. But I hadn't been complete. I felt like I should have been swollowing and leaving no sign, no evidence, no clean up, no mess.
This guy was a massage also. There is a story about him too. I really worked him over. I finally completed my cock sucker education. I ate him up.
There have been a couple of times since then that I didn't eat it. Only ever because something turned me off about the guy. There haven't been all that many guys to be honest. And those first 10 or so guys I was with, it all happened in a an 18 month period or so. I got into a relationship and I mostly put it all behind me. Every now and then I would have to fulfill a painful obsession like a vampire needing a blood fix, but for the most part it was behind me.
Most of those painful obsessions are left unmet
Since that first time I swallowed I find it very hard not to want to eat it all. I love swallowing the little prize. It is one of the few glories of life. The feeling of power of taking a man who is unsatisfied with the boring sex life of his reasonably nice and thoroughly mundane marriage. A guy who hasn't really been fully attended to and who is filled with all the guilt of cheating on his family and the shame of being with another guy. To have the power of seduction in having him worked up to a place where he would chance it all for the release. Making him convulse and explode in ecstasy and then to collapse in to exhaustion leaving all of his pent up energy, all his life's work, all of what he loves in the world risked in my mouth to relish. The taste of it is the taste of power. I have to swallow it all. I need to consume the power of the man.
I think I have the potential to be a very seductive little slut. I love the idea of taking money for sex. Not for the money. I want to take the money because it sets up a whole different dynamic of power. It is always about the power. The seduction.
It has been a very long time now it seems. I think it has been 3 years since my last meal. The vampire lurks...
A short story where a married man is talking cock sucking to another married man on a site such as this, And one of the married men happens to be a car salesman. After some weeks, The married man takes a visit to the car lot to look at a motor-home. Once inside the vehicle the salesman locks the door and spontaneously drops his pants to reveal a modestly large semi hard cock for the sucking. The surprised costumer, can not help himself to such a treat, drops to his knees and starts to suck. The salesmans cock grows to full bore of 7 meaty inches, a very nice size by most measures... When the salesman tells him he is going to cum, the customer releases the salesmans cock from between his lips and lets his cum shoot wild, landing on his hand, still wrapped around his cock and on the carpet of the motor home.
my reply....
hmmmm, I haven't sucked cock in a long time but I don't think I would have the discipline not to have that 7 inches down my throat when he came. I was late to this cock sucking business. I didn't hook up until I was around 37 or so. I never thought I would do it. When I was younger guys would hit on me all the time. I never had any interest. I had fantasies of coarse, who doesn't, but I never wanted to actually do anything with a guy. Well, sexual frustration, horrible divorce and financial crisis' can lead a guy to having too much time on his hands. And that led to some sexual experimentation I didn't think I was interested in. One thing leads to another... wild fires spread, I get to being more selective about the attractiveness of the cock in the straight porn I am watching, I start to get clear on that I am not satisfied with the porn unless the guy cums and the more cum the better. And down the slippery path I go.
I get bored with porn. I find craigslist personals, I enjoy the interaction and the emails. I find men much more responsive than women. I find other "straight guys" who are having the same thoughts. It is all just innocent play until....
I decide I need to try more...
The first cock I sucked happened to be attached to an older guy in the middle of an ugly divorce. We met under the guise of a massage. I was giving him a massage. I do love this fantasy, it makes it all seem spontaneous even if it is pretty clearly planned. And the guy never knows when the party is going to begin. This guy had ideas of revisiting some c***dhood event where he had been fucked in the ass by one of his friends on a camping trip and turned into his sex slave for the week. A traumatic event at the time that had somehow left some frenzied desire to have it happen again to him. He was lusting to repeat his trauma in some way. I don't think he realized that, but from our conversation is was obvious to me. I imagine that event, although he saw it as an incredible sexual fantasy now, had fucked up his sex life with women for his whole life.
I wasn't really into all that, I just wanted to try sucking a cock. I massaged him and stuck a few fingers in his ass. I worked his well oiled ass hole for a while. There was nothing very exciting about it for me. I felt no chemistry with the guy, I just wanted to see what it was like to own a guy sexually. To make him cum. To suck cock. I had him roll over in his back when I started getting bored. I went down on him, he liked it. I sucked it for a while and ended him by stroking him out with my hand. It was pretty lame for me over all but he enjoyed it a lot. He hadn't been serviced in a long time. I was like an unpaid charity hooker.
It wasn't very exciting at all. But that was my crossing of the Rubicon. It really was. At 37 or so years old there was an entirely new avenue I needed to explore. The guilt was pretty intense. The fear of being found out... It had me on a hyper vigilance high that I hadn't experienced since I first started jerking off at 11 or 12. I didn't hit puberty till later than most k**s. One of my older brothers friends was talking about jerking off all the time and so at my first opportunity I went into my mothers room got out a playboy and some lotion and found myself hard. I stroked for a bit and came on the page of my step fathers playboy magazine.
I imagine there is a psychologists field day here!
I closed the magazine, gluing those pages together and put it back in the stack. I was wildly excited and mystified about what had just happened. I hadn't even had a wet dream yet. I had no hair on my balls. My body must have literally just started producing cum because before that I really wasn't aware of myself sexually at all. I don't even remember feeling anything when I came. I didn't know where the cum was going to come out. I had some idea of it seeping out of the pores or something. I was shocked to see it come out of the pee hole.
From that point on I started jerking off at every opportunity, I glued that whole stack of playboys together. In retrospect, I have always been an addict. I think at 10, 11 or 12, whenever that was, I started compulsively masturbating. I was a sex addict from the first time I came. And I found alcohol very soon after that. Yee ha!
Anyway, I digress...
The second cock I sucked, he came in my mouth but I didnt swallow. The third cock was one of my top 3 cock-sucking experiences ever....
WAIT!
Actually, number 2 was one of my top 3 also but I had regretted not swallowing and fucking his ass so it left me wanting. He was a married guy and we had talked for weeks before we met up. We were meeting online every night after his wife went to bed, jerking off together talking about how I would fuck him. After we would cum he would go into guilty explanations about how he really couldn't do that. He was riddled with guilt about wanting to get fucked. When we met and he started sucking me off, I slipped my hand down his ass crack and found him to be fully lubed up and ready to fuck.
Anyway, I wrote a story about him. In my story I went down the fantasy path of, if I had actually fucked him.
It is a pretty hot story if you like to read. Anyway. He was fucking hot!
The 3rd guy... I had decided I wanted to get a cock big enough to get down my throat. I had practiced with bananas for years before I ever really considered even being with a guy for real. I was happy with it just being a secret fantasy. I have a story about him also. His cock was so fucking gorgeous. An 18 year old k** with a perfectly proportioned 10 inch pornstar cock. And he was a total submissive. He walked into my house and right there in the foyer, I unzipped his pants, never saying a word, and I took his big fat cock in my hand and squeezed it. I am getting an adrenaline rush writing this.
It felt so heavy and full. It was still soft and my fingers didn't go all the way around it.
His cock was a dreamy amazement. My head is spinning thinking about it... I walked him by the dick to the living room and told him to lay down on the floor.
I licked and sucked him hard as a rock which wasn't difficult, he was 18... I sucked him for a bit, going a little deeper with every stroke of my mouth until he was as far into my mouth as he could go. Six inches deep, as much cock as my mouth could hold, I paused, then pushed through, as he passed down my throat it there was pressure and almost a pop as my face fell into his balls. He was literally balls deep in my throat.
Nobody had ever done it to him before, I don't imagine many people would try. His legs lifted as his whole body convulsed and a deep moan came out of him. It was really great. That is a great memory. I went down on him like that for a few minutes until he was close to cumming, that was my goal. I had completed my task of performing a deep throat on a big cock. A cock much bigger than I had hoped. I had no doubt I could do it. I didn't choke, I didn't gag
I satisfied my curiosity and he was so slippery with my eye watering spit I just stroked him a few times and he shot a big load on his stomach and chest.
He is one of the few people I really wish i had kept up with. His body was fantastic. I fucking dream God body. And I wished I had swallowed his load. I wish I could have him now. I would have him cum while my face was planted hard in his lap. Injecting himself directly into me.
sigh....
The next cock I met... I knew it was time to swallow its load. That was my next task to perform. I knew I could throat about anything that came down the pike. But I hadn't been complete. I felt like I should have been swollowing and leaving no sign, no evidence, no clean up, no mess.
This guy was a massage also. There is a story about him too. I really worked him over. I finally completed my cock sucker education. I ate him up.
There have been a couple of times since then that I didn't eat it. Only ever because something turned me off about the guy. There haven't been all that many guys to be honest. And those first 10 or so guys I was with, it all happened in a an 18 month period or so. I got into a relationship and I mostly put it all behind me. Every now and then I would have to fulfill a painful obsession like a vampire needing a blood fix, but for the most part it was behind me.
Most of those painful obsessions are left unmet
Since that first time I swallowed I find it very hard not to want to eat it all. I love swallowing the little prize. It is one of the few glories of life. The feeling of power of taking a man who is unsatisfied with the boring sex life of his reasonably nice and thoroughly mundane marriage. A guy who hasn't really been fully attended to and who is filled with all the guilt of cheating on his family and the shame of being with another guy. To have the power of seduction in having him worked up to a place where he would chance it all for the release. Making him convulse and explode in ecstasy and then to collapse in to exhaustion leaving all of his pent up energy, all his life's work, all of what he loves in the world risked in my mouth to relish. The taste of it is the taste of power. I have to swallow it all. I need to consume the power of the man.
I think I have the potential to be a very seductive little slut. I love the idea of taking money for sex. Not for the money. I want to take the money because it sets up a whole different dynamic of power. It is always about the power. The seduction.
It has been a very long time now it seems. I think it has been 3 years since my last meal. The vampire lurks...
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