Years Between BlowJobs
submitted September 11, 2017
Categories: Discreet Encounters, Gay Erotic Stories, Sexual Encounters, Straight Men, Gay Sex
Lately I have been thinking about it a lot. It has been years but I keep fantasizing about sucking cock again. I don't remember the first time I thought about it. It's just kind of been there, lurking in the back of my mind, wondering what it would be like. This thought had been happening more and more lately. I'm not sure if it was my desire to try it that was growing, or just the influence of the internet on my mind.
I can remember having gay/curious thoughts as far back as my teens. Once after my High School girlfriend went down on me, I found myself thinking about what she was experiencing. My curiosity grew when I discovered internet porn. I was immediately attracted to blowjob and cumshot pictures and movies. Eventually my curiosity led me to watching bisexual threesome movies with two guys. Recently I had found that it had gotten to the point where most of what I was watching was gay, guy on guy porn.
One night, being particularly horny, I went to craigslist and posted an ad. It was a simple post, I just said I wanted to suck a cock. Within half an hour I had received several responses. Most of which were worthless. There was one message though, that was friendly and included a picture of a very nice cock. I responded, and after a few messages back and forth we agreed to meet in a parking lot that was about a ten minute walk from my apartment.
I couldn't believe what I had just agreed to. There was a man on his way to meet me with the sole purpose being for me to provide oral pleasure. The thought to not follow through crossed my mind numerous times in the few minutes it took for me to gather my things and head out to meet him. As I walked toward our rendezvous point I kept thinking to myself, I'm finally about to do this, I'm going to suck a cock. The butterflies in my stomach were fluttering like they never had before. I was so nervous my legs were literally shaking as I walked. As I approached the parking lot, I could see he had already parked and was waiting for me. I paused for a moment, took a deep breath and thought to myself, last chance to get out of here. Instead, my feet carried me toward the car. As I approached the passenger door I heard the automatic locks click as he unlocked the door. Oh boy, I thought "I'm about to suck a cock again."
I opened the door. I got in and looked at the man with whom I was about to have this homosexual encounter. He was good looking, in his late thirties with five o'clock shadow. He was wearing a t-shirt and rather short gym shorts. We looked at each other for a moment. I'm pretty sure I wasn't breathing I was so nervous. Then without saying a word, he slid he shorts down revealing his already hard cock. It appeared just like it had in his picture, about six inches long, cut, cleanly shaved and rather thick.
Without thinking about it, and probably still without breathing and a significant lump in my throat, I reached out and wrapped my hand around his cock. I felt the warmth and hardness of his cock, and yet the silky spongy feel of the skin. I stroked his cock a few times and let out a sigh. With that exhalation went all my nerves, all I was focused on was how wonderful his cock felt in my hand.
I got on my knees on the floor, leaned over and took the head of his cock into my mouth. My tongue circling around the head, my lips wrapped around his cock. I remember thinking how good his cock felt in my mouth. The smoothness of the head and the way my tongue glided over it. Feeling the weight and girth of his cock in my mouth. Straining a little to open wide enough to get more of him inside my mouth. Feeling it slide between my lips.
I felt his hands on the back of my head, running his finger through my hair and guiding me on his cock.
At that point he pulled me up and kissed me. His tongue darting into mouth. This action caught me off guard as I had never actually thought about kissing the guy. My thoughts had always simply been about sucking cock. Kissing a guy was strange at first, feeling his stubble, the roughness of it, and the strength behind his motions. But the oddness of the difference faded quickly as lust and desire overcame it. I kissed him back while stroking his cock.
We continued to make out, me stroking his cock, him reaching down to release my cock from my jeans. As soon as he got my cock free he broke our kiss and bent down and took my cock in his mouth. I was so horny and excited, it wasn't long before I came in his mouth. Dammm, it felt marvellous.
Then, I eagerly returned to sucking his cock. Trying to take him deeper every time I bobbed my head up and down. Sucking harder with each motion. Occasionally coming up for air and then feeling his hands push me back down.
I remember the sweet taste of his precum leaking from the head. I also remember how he smelled slightly musty. I remember those hands holding me in place, lips wrapped around his cock. He was about to cum. I wanted to taste him. I wanted to feel him shoot his load in my mouth. I was stroking his balls while sucking him and I could feel them tighten. I felt him seemingly get harder in my mouth, and then I felt him twitch. That was when I got my first taste of his cum. Salty and bitter and thicker than I had expected. I tried to swallow, but I only was able to swallow some. The rest was escaping my lips and rolling down my chin.
He pulled me up and said, “Thanks, you can go now.“
He was pulling up his pants as I opened the door. I exited his car, wiping his cum off my face. I was smiling as he pulled away and I began the short walk back to my apartment.