Eventually, these accounts of what seemed to be forbidden and alien sex would excite me and I would picture myself as the excited receiver of a juicy cock in my mouth and the passive object of some dominant male’s attention.
I had started in particular to visit a public toilet by the lakeside in the suburbs, where a particularly lurid and explicit crop of mural tales would be published. I would take care that no one saw me enter or was in the area when I went in to read. I guess in hindsight I realized this was a beat and did not want to test my own limits.
On one balmy dusky summer evening, I was reading happily, feeling my large stiff cock when I heard a noise in the adjoining cubicle. To my astonishment, I noticed a hole had been bored between the two cubicles. I was sitting down (later I realized that this was a sure sign of my inclination towards a bottoms role) so I peeked through.
There was a large meaty cock being stroked visible through the hole. This had a strange effect on me: As a result of seeing such a large and surprisingly beautiful cock so close to my face, I felt sexy and free in a way I had never felt before in my interactions with women. The cock owner was obviously shame free and bold: long and enjoyable strokes of his cock were being made.., I felt the urge to do the same.
He must have been watching too. After a while, I heard him open and close his cubicle door and stand outside mine. Slowly he opened my door so that I could see his pendulous, heavy cock. I felt excited but nervous. Eventually he opened the door wide and came into my cubicle. I could only think of what a rabbit must feel like in the headlights: the sight of his cock awakened feelings I had never had. In part, I felt excited to be seeing his erection and expectant. Would I touch it? Would he touch me?
He must have perceived my nervousness. He whispered to me that we should go into the girls’ changing room…less chance of interruption. To my astonishment, I agreed.
Once in the next room, he touched my cock. I was his at that moment. He turned me around gently and put his arm around my waist and guided my hand to his beautiful cock. I had only dreamed of this. It felt so strong and powerful. I loved his sense of command and experience.
What a feeling! I was in the arms of another man who seemed to know exactly what to do turn me on and allow me to express the longing I had unconsciously felt to be an enthusiastic and eager to please bottom.
He guided his by now turgid cock between my legs, worked his hand under my shirt and tweaked my nipple. I melted as he kissed my shoulder blades. I heard him say, "I live near here…would you like to come back to my place?"
I followed him in my car to his house. When we were inside, he gave me a beer and dimmed the lights before playing a gay porn tape. He sat near me on the couch and after a while snuggled up next to me and put his arm around my shoulders. I nestled into him as if I had been doing this all my life. Then he nuzzled at me, kissed around my face and eventually I gave in as he put his insistent tongue in my mouth.
This was so good. My clothes disappeared rapidly…he was my man as far as I was concerned and I was loving it.
Eventually we ended up in his bedroom. He laid me on his bed, with my by now bursting cock sticking out. He licked it and started to massage my arse. Eventually his cock was by my face. I wanted to taste him so badly, but interestingly, he wouldn’t let me at first.
The power and sexiness of his swollen purple veined cock was driving me mad. He wiped it on my face…eventually it slipped into my expectant mouth. Mmmm! I loved his taste…
Absorbed as I was in sucking (inexpertly, I recognize now) his glorious manhood, I suddenly became aware of a whirring noise and felt a surge of pleasure on my ring as he started to tease me with a well-lubricated dildo. Instinctively, my legs separated and came back as I bent my knees and I arched my back in pleasure at this new feeling. My hips started to match the rhythm of the dildo as it entered me. Simultaneously, I sucked his cock and enjoyed his attention to my no longer virginal arse pussy.
More was to come in my education as new bottom! Saunas (and being fucked while he watched), anal and wearing my man’s panties when we went out are just a few of the experiences that I want to share with you in the next few tales
Suffice to say I visit him regularly now and am much better equipped to meet his needs and expectations. He always lets me feel like his little cock slut when I do visit…he knows how to get the best out of me. In particular, I love the videos and the beer as we kiss and snuggle. I know his powerful cock will be in my mouth sooner or later!
He has asked me to stay over a few nights recently, which is extremely enjoyable!
Making my way to my local beat, I was keen to enjoy a cock in whatever way I could. I had sucked a few beautiful bits of meat recently, and was keen to go a little further this time. I had brought condoms and lube just in case.My ideal man is a little bit dominant and it's always fun to be told what to do.I sat at the picnic table in the car park for a while before catching the eye
For some years, although heterosexual, I had found that the gay messages written on the walls of public toilets had been exerting more and more fascination for me, to the point where I was starting to visit some of the cubicles just to read the sexy tales inscribed on the walls. Eventually, these accounts of what seemed to be forbidden and alien sex would excite me and I would picture myself
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