Straight Male / 44
1998 24 years old doing deliveries all day alone in the truck horny as fuck and fantasizing about the nice looking housewives I was meeting constantly wishing one would pull a porn move and initiate a fuck session. Some guy actually did one time but I chickened out. He and his wife were 40ish and she looked nice. Great body and pretty. He talked about their swinger trips and threesomes and said they like younger guys like I was at the time. I was thinking shit if we do it is he going to watch? She showed me her tits which were beautiful. Implants but so what I didn't care. So the guy is talking about a threesome and asks me if I like sucking dick? I was confused then said ah no and that was it. He tried to talk me into it saying I'd enjoy it a lot but I ended up bailing. Later I wished I'd gone for it. Thinking of her tits and ass and then his dick I was thinking how bad could it be?
I thought about them a lot, fantasizing about fucking her and then about sucking him and as a fantasy it was no big deal I started kicking myself for not going for it. I started getting really horny at the thought of sucking a dick. I didn't think of guys at all. Just girls and dicks. I didn't know what was going on with me but I was lusting to suck a cock.
Months later, maybe even a year, I was doing a delivery to a guy who lived in a gay area who was about thirty, nice guy, nice apartment but there was art of cocks everywhere. He had small statues with hard dicks, paintings of guys with huge dicks and a few pictures of real cocks on the walls as art. I had to go in his bedroom and was down putting his order together and noticed through his pants that he was hard and had a huge dick. I had trouble not looking at it. I finished up and gave him the slip to sign and he had me hold a calendar he used to write on. The calendar was of naked men with big dicks. He apologized and said he hoped I wasn't uncomfortable. I said something and left but all I could think of for days was sucking hard cocks. I started thinking that the guy wanted me to blow him and again I was wishing I'd done something just to see what it was like.
Then I had to go back, very early on moring, to swap out. I was there at about 6 in the morning. He acted happy to see me. He was wearing lose shorts and a t shirt, walked me to his bedroom then stood there as I went through the process. He started asking how I felt about his art and the calendar and again was saying he hoped I was ok with it. I said I was then he asked if I liked guys. I said no. He said oh I got the feeling last time you were turned on by the calendar. I said no I like girls. He said, how about just cocks then, do you like cocks? I said I wasn't sure but they don't bother me.
He stood up and pulled his shorts aside and let his half hard cock dangle about a foot from my face. He asked if I've ever touched one. No was the answer. He said well here's your chance. Touch it, suck it, do what ever you want, satisfy your curiosity.
This time I didn't chicken out. My cock was rock hard and dripping when I reached over to touch him. His skin was soft but his cock was hard and getting harder. I played with it, stroked it, he held it inches from my mouth and I was just about ready to suck it when he put it away and said I should finish up. It was painful swapping out with a raging hard-on but when I was finished and everything was put away, he signed again on the same calendar after which he asked me to tell him which cocks I liked. I pointed out a few that were big and hard. He liked those too. I realized he had his cock out again standing there. Sticking straight out. I was frozen but then he said follow me. He sat down on the edge of the couch and motioned for me to sit between his legs. He said take your cock out, it was a relief to free it from my pants. Then he reached down and stroked me, it felt good but the excitement was more in the situation.
He asked me if I wanted to suck his cock. I said yes. He positioned me saying go ahead. I licked his cock head a few times then started sucking like crazy. He told me to slow down, take my time. So I did. He told me to stroke myself as I sucked. I was lust crazed but I followed his instructions, sucking the head, using my tongue, managing to deep throat him, tough at first but then pretty easy, and then I used the rhythm he wanted and eventually he grabbed my head, pushed himself down my throat and he came, slowly rocking his cock in my throat he shot his load right down. I wasn't trying to make myself cum but I did anyway right after he finished and his dick was still in my mouth I came on his floor. After he pulled out I could taste his cum in the back of my throat actually tasting it there all day. We talked for a few minutes, him asking what I thought and if I'd ever do it again. I said I would like too but I never have. Twenty years later and it's never happened again. I fantasize occasionally about it but I only like women and I'm not going to go looking for it so I guess it's just going to be a one time thing in my life.
I thought about them a lot, fantasizing about fucking her and then about sucking him and as a fantasy it was no big deal I started kicking myself for not going for it. I started getting really horny at the thought of sucking a dick. I didn't think of guys at all. Just girls and dicks. I didn't know what was going on with me but I was lusting to suck a cock.
Months later, maybe even a year, I was doing a delivery to a guy who lived in a gay area who was about thirty, nice guy, nice apartment but there was art of cocks everywhere. He had small statues with hard dicks, paintings of guys with huge dicks and a few pictures of real cocks on the walls as art. I had to go in his bedroom and was down putting his order together and noticed through his pants that he was hard and had a huge dick. I had trouble not looking at it. I finished up and gave him the slip to sign and he had me hold a calendar he used to write on. The calendar was of naked men with big dicks. He apologized and said he hoped I wasn't uncomfortable. I said something and left but all I could think of for days was sucking hard cocks. I started thinking that the guy wanted me to blow him and again I was wishing I'd done something just to see what it was like.
Then I had to go back, very early on moring, to swap out. I was there at about 6 in the morning. He acted happy to see me. He was wearing lose shorts and a t shirt, walked me to his bedroom then stood there as I went through the process. He started asking how I felt about his art and the calendar and again was saying he hoped I was ok with it. I said I was then he asked if I liked guys. I said no. He said oh I got the feeling last time you were turned on by the calendar. I said no I like girls. He said, how about just cocks then, do you like cocks? I said I wasn't sure but they don't bother me.
He stood up and pulled his shorts aside and let his half hard cock dangle about a foot from my face. He asked if I've ever touched one. No was the answer. He said well here's your chance. Touch it, suck it, do what ever you want, satisfy your curiosity.
This time I didn't chicken out. My cock was rock hard and dripping when I reached over to touch him. His skin was soft but his cock was hard and getting harder. I played with it, stroked it, he held it inches from my mouth and I was just about ready to suck it when he put it away and said I should finish up. It was painful swapping out with a raging hard-on but when I was finished and everything was put away, he signed again on the same calendar after which he asked me to tell him which cocks I liked. I pointed out a few that were big and hard. He liked those too. I realized he had his cock out again standing there. Sticking straight out. I was frozen but then he said follow me. He sat down on the edge of the couch and motioned for me to sit between his legs. He said take your cock out, it was a relief to free it from my pants. Then he reached down and stroked me, it felt good but the excitement was more in the situation.
He asked me if I wanted to suck his cock. I said yes. He positioned me saying go ahead. I licked his cock head a few times then started sucking like crazy. He told me to slow down, take my time. So I did. He told me to stroke myself as I sucked. I was lust crazed but I followed his instructions, sucking the head, using my tongue, managing to deep throat him, tough at first but then pretty easy, and then I used the rhythm he wanted and eventually he grabbed my head, pushed himself down my throat and he came, slowly rocking his cock in my throat he shot his load right down. I wasn't trying to make myself cum but I did anyway right after he finished and his dick was still in my mouth I came on his floor. After he pulled out I could taste his cum in the back of my throat actually tasting it there all day. We talked for a few minutes, him asking what I thought and if I'd ever do it again. I said I would like too but I never have. Twenty years later and it's never happened again. I fantasize occasionally about it but I only like women and I'm not going to go looking for it so I guess it's just going to be a one time thing in my life.
