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I just wanted to sit down and tell someone how I became a cocksucker. Now mind you, I grew up in a world where cocksuckers were despised. I never met a cocksucker that wasn't worth kicking, especially when I was in the Army. In any event, there I was ten years divorced, broke paying a third of my take home pay in alimony and living alone in an apartment in Sacramento working as a truck mechanic. I had taken my car into the Jiffy Lube to get the oil changed and while I was waiting I struck up a conversation with a man who was there waiting on his car. He told me he was a widower and worked as an insurance salesman.

How the issue came up I don't truly recalled, but I asked how his wife died. She committed suicide, she hung herself in the church one Wednesday so she could be closer to God. Made my divorce shit seem like child's play. In any event we kept talking and it was around noon and he said hey why didn't we go across the street to the diner and get a bite and come back for the cars when they were ready. We spent two hours there. He invited me to come to his place and watch the ball game that started at 4:30 and having nothing to do I accepted.

We talked and watched the pregame show and I had a beer and the next thing I know it was lights out and I fell asleep. I woke up an hour later, he laughed and asked if I had a good nap. I went to the bathroom to pee and wash my face and when I got back it was going to be time for the game to start. We sat on the couch and that's when it started. He had a small dog, about the size of a cushion on the sofa, mixed breed and he was on the floor licking his dick. Slow long licks of his dick. His dick was pointed, and red and he was licking it. I heard my new friend speak, he asked wouldn't be nice if you could lick your own dick. Seeing as we didn't have someone to do that for us. The next question was when was the last time I had my dick sucked, when was the last time I had sex. And he leaned over and said let me give you a treat.

He undid my belt and unzipped my pants and took my dick out and started sucking me. It had been so long and his hand on my dick and sucking me and I went into a full erection. Between sucking and jerking me he asked if I liked it because he sure did. All I could do was let him and after a while he stood up and undid his pants and took his dick out and told me it was my turn. He was standing there with his dick straight out, hard, staring at me not more than a foot away and he leaned forward and when his dick touched my lips I opened my mouth. It was instant pleasure, he leaned forward and started to hump my mouth holding my head still with both of his hands. I had to hold his dick with my hand to keep it in my mouth and then he shot his semen in my mouth and on my face. His semen was thick and the bit that got in my mouth swished around and not knowing what to do I swallowed it.

That day I became a cock sucker. My new friend had experience, I didn't. It turned out that I liked sucking his dick and sucked him off whenever we got together. He liked having his chest rubbed and his nipples played with and I sucked his dick and twisted his nipples. He liked having his butt cheeks massaged, and the inside of his legs and his dick got hard and I sucked his dick and massaged him. I liked it when he came, I liked the feeling of his hot semen in my mouth and did the best I could to keep his dick in my mouth. I swished his cum around with my tongue and slipped it between my teeth before swallowing it. And I liked it when he sucked my dick and a lot of times we sucked dick together.

Somewhere along the line we started to feel up our assholes, slowly at first and then got aggressive thrusting a thumb or two fingers in, one day I got the urge and I sucked his asshole. One day he got the urge and he fucked my asshole. It was always like that, I sucked his dick, I reamed him and he fucked me. I loved getting fucked on my back and him on top. That way I could pinch his nipples while he fucked. We used a variety of lubes, we took showers before getting on the bed, we did try some golden shower stuff but really what I liked was sucking the remainder of his pee out of his dick after he peed, suck down the last drops. As the months passed we got more and more confortable, we spend time together after work and on weekends. We got together to have sex. I got to know his dick real well and just how to lick his asshole to make him want to come while I jerked him off. He knew just how to fuck, how much to lube and how to thrust, how to stare me down while he fucked, how to make me come after he had fucked me.

In short, we found ourselves living together and pretending we did it to save money. Except that only one bed is used and it is always a mess, the sheets covered with come and more than once I ate his come right off the sheet.



  • As a study abroad college student I met the woman who lived next door. She took an interest in me and invited me over and took me around. She took me to a party, it was an all 'girl' party, including a game of pairing, you got a number out of a bag, and you got paired with another girl for the night. That was my introduction with girl sex. My partner knew it all, I was a complete novice, but not after that night. She showed me, and I went along.

    After that party I was part of the crowd, obviously only interested in my partner from that first party. She accepted me and we became inseparable. I fell for her, hard. She tried to stay unaffected but cried and cried the night before I had to return home.

    My folks thought it crazy for me to spend my Christmas break, and then Spring break with her. I had to 'come out'. I was cautioned about an older girl, in Paris, watch myself. But love is blind. In the end distance looked like it would kill our thing, I hurt for a year, she thought silence would work. She cried too. Then out of the blue my mother took me to Paris, to either move on or hang on. I hung on, asked her to come to live with us, my Dad would help us until we got married and she could work here.

    Anyway, Springtime in Paris is Springtime in Paris, and love was in the air. We are married now, we got married at sunrise at our beach house and even my Grandparents came. We have all the papers now, my 'wife' works for my Dad as his receptionist for his Dental practice, one step at a time. Oh, she is older, a whole three years older. We need a few years for her citizenship, that's our goal.

    i am a 60 year old man that likes to watch guys jerking off.... not sure what this makes me, but i think about it a lot ..... i love to dreaa in panties too

  • Hello I am a 30 yr old divorced white male who was seduced by a 60 yr old chunky gay man almost 2 months ago.Since them I have let myself go and let Howard fuck me good every weekend.I go over to his place snort some poppers and am soon lubed up and penetrated by his 6 inch cut fat cut cock.I love it inside me and always seem to cum inside myself like a woman now when he shoots his load in me.I find myself realizing more and more that I am discovering I am gay and love being bred by my man.He is my first man but I know it feels right.

    I also lovingly suck his cock to completion and greedily take every drop down my throat.Lately I have been watching gay porn with him and find looking at all the cocks makes mew horny as hell.I get so uninhibited watching the porn that when Howard's 70 yr old mostly bald gay neighbor comes over I spread my legs for him too and take his 7 inch uncut man meat in me as well.The last 2 weekends Fred has been fucking me as well and I also enjoy kissing with him and sucking his cock.As I sit here smoking a cigarette I realize I am meant for cock and to be bred like a whore.Sucking on my cigarette greedily makes me wish I now had a cock in my mouth right now.Soon I will be going over there tonight for another weekend of pleasing older Daddy dick.

    Creepy is what it is. I moved into a new house with my lady and we got married in our back yard with all our friends. We didn't know anyone in the neighborhood and had not met our neighbor. I stood beside her, and I could not help but keep looking up at the window next door where he stood looking at us waving his finger at me and saying no to me. All through the ceremony and the reception which was outside on the deck he stood there and when I looked up at him he waved his finger at me telling me no. That night, my wedding night I was not able to get in the mood. We had a little sex and then just slept tight.

    My neighbor spots me and goes out the mailboxes when he sees me and tells me that I am a sinner. He tells me that for a 'pretty girl' I am wasting God's blessings. I also get mail from him about being a 'good wife' and God's will. He offers to introduce me to eligible bachelors who want a wife and children. He dislikes my wife intently, he says she is an aberration, what can I say I like dykes. He has offered to introduce me to his pastor so that I can be helped.

    I won't lie, I go to his house and talk. My wife works as a harbor pilot and she is out at odd hours and when I am alone I go over there to be lectured. The stupid thing is that I feel like my father is talking to me and it is comforting in the most bizarre way. I know that I am 'wasted' from their point of view, I should be bearing children now. If only, but I am what I am. I wasn't born that way, to be a suburban wife to a man and have children. I am 'off' and although he has gotten me to feel 'pangs' in my 'insides' about children I just can't work up a desire and my wife is definitely not one who wants little kids messing up her life.

    But I do sit by the window in my house around dinner time and watch the kids on the street playing ball and riding their bikes and the moms standing together talking. I can't go out there, I am not one of 'them' so I go next door to be where I know that I am liked and sit and have coffee and talk about why I am distorted and how it is that my life is the way it is and how my calling is to be a mother, he swears that is my calling, but for one stupid gene that got out of whack.

  • i'm bi and found about it recently. i haven't told my hubby about it and probably never will. i have slept with 4 womens till now and all of them were lesbians. Despite all this i still enjoy sex with husband.