What was your" maybe I might try gay moment" where you thought I would be up for try

Here is my story of the first time I was sucked by another guy. It was the best!. It was about 20 years ago. I was in an adult bookstore that had private booths for viewing xxx videos. I was watching and stroking, and there was a glory hole from the adjoining booth. A young man entered that booth and I could see him watching me through the hole. After a short while, he whispered that he wants to suck my dick. Back then I had never been sucked by a guy before, and though I was a little curious, I was reluctant. But I was excited over being watched while I stroked my hard cock. He kept asking to suck me. I finally told him that we could go into a larger booth together and watch each other stroke. There was a large booth with a full sized sofa.

I zipped up, then left the booth I was in and walked over to and entered the large booth. He followed me in a few seconds later and he locked the door. I unzipped, pulled out my cock, sat on the sofa and began stroking again. He did the same. He was watching me intently and he kept moving his face closer and close to my cock. I resisted at first. Yet I was extremely turned on and super horny and excited about what it would feel like to be sucked off by this young, nice looking guy. Pretty soon, I could no longer resist and I let him put his mouth on my hard, throbbing cock. He sucked me in deep right away and it felt so wonderful. His head bobbed up and down and his tongue swirled across the sensitive underside of my dick. He kept this up for a while and I was very close to cumming, so he slowed the pace a little. Then he started licking my balls and that felt better than I would have ever imagined! He was so good at it, applying just the right amount of pressure and ran his tongue across every part of my ball sack. It made my cock throb and pre-cum started dripping out. He eagerly sucked my pre-cum into his mouth. He alternated between sucking my cock and licking my balls for several minutes while I was very much of the verge of shooting a huge load of cum. When he sensed that I couldn't hold off any longer, he sucked me in deep again and began making steady, long strokes with his lips around my dick, up and down. I started cumming hard and he kept his sucking motion going while I shot powerful streams of cum into his mouth, which he hungrily swallowed down. He kept sucking until the throbbing of my cock subsided. It was by far the best blowjob I had ever experienced.
 
Some very interesting stories here! I had a couple of fumbling experiences when I was young, but walled them off in my mind. It took many years of fantasizing about man sex to come to terms with the idea that I am bi, and it was quite liberating when that light bulb went off. Came out to my wife and got busy! I only regret that I repressed this side of my sexuality for so long.
 
In a tent with five other guys, all of us jerking our cocks. Impending cum shots were announced so the others could pause their action and watch the cum fly.
I thought it would be so much better if we would jerk the other cocks.
Never happened.
Weeks later, one of those guys and I did jerk each other.
I thought it would be so much better if we would suck each other,
Never happened.
Years later, another guy and I did suck each other.
It was everything I thought it would be:devil:
 
I had a close friend that would sleep over often. I can’t even remember how it started, but we ended up stroking with each other, then escalated to touching, then he asked to suck it once. I was extremely horny, so any hesitation was gone, and I let him suck me until I came and he swallowed my load! That was a turning point, after which he would regularly suck me and I would stroke him. Eventually, we worked up to anal, and I would give it to him bare often over long weekends. I’m not sure how many loads I had pumped into him. We must have had sex dozens of times. Occasionally, I would bottom for him, but he much preferred being bottom. Then, suddenly, he was done. I’m not sure if he was found out, or he thought he was less of a man, or what happened. I still wonder about that now, hoping that I hadn’t somehow done something wrong or mistreated him.

It was a lot of fun, and assured me that I am bi. I still struggle with that, but I do enjoy it.
 
What was your...moment... I would be up for a try

Let's see, in the beginning there were several, mostly pretty blatant suggestions...
First, a former HS coach (after graduation) telling me he wanted to sink his cock deep into me, 2nd a teacher suggesting I might like being fucked by him, 3rd an upperclassman wanting to deep throat me, fourth a coworker's constant barrage of what he was going to my ass and a few other gentlemen. Somehow I was in a daze with these fellows. Just before the upperclassman graduated I did go over to his dorm room in gym shorts and a T sheet but he was nowhere to be found, oh well. Hmm, I missed the guy asking me about gladiator movies. Only much later did I begin thinking about missed moments and connections.
 
When fantasy became desire

I've been cross dressing for years. Always just tights and stockings. That became I'll just add some panties, which became let's just try that dress on which became let's try camming dressed.

That got me talking filthy too other men, and when you realise that the best sexy you ever had was via Web chat with a man rather than your wife, it left me needing cock there and then.
 
Up for a try

In a tent with five other guys, all of us jerking our cocks. Impending cum shots were announced so the others could pause their action and watch the cum fly.
I thought it would be so much better if we would jerk the other cocks.
Never happened.
Weeks later, one of those guys and I did jerk each other.
I thought it would be so much better if we would suck each other,
Never happened.
Years later, another guy and I did suck each other.
It was everything I thought it would be:devil:

Similar to yours, but no tent, just four neighborhood "kids" sleeping out back on a warm summer night. We would take a "hike" to the park once we knew the parents had retired to bed. Talked about all the girls we knew.

Got back to the yard and slowly all started jerking off talking about what they would do to which girl. I slowly reached in and started to jerk the guy closest to me. He reached over and took my cock in his hand. We looked over and in the moonlight saw that all of us were enjoying each other's cocks.

After a few minutes, my buddy whispered for me to take him in my mouth. I didn't hesitate for a second as I had dreamed about being a cocksucker for a few years already. As I was sucking him I could see that one other guy had a mouthful of cock. We both sucked for a few minutes, but we seemed hesitant to allow the guys to cum so we pulled off. I went back to jerking him until he came, I never got to cum that night.

We repeated this 1-2 more times that summer, and I was always sucking one of the three guys, but never to completion. I did get jerked off my him once. We even tried a 69 once with the others watching.

When fall came we would meet in my finished basement to play pool or ping pong after school, but we all knew the real reason we were there. Suddenly I was the only one doing the sucking. Occasionally I would get a hand job, but I had become the Official Neighborhood Cocksucker. I had no complaints.

Soon we progressed to me taking their loads and swallowing them, which in turn earned me a few more hand jobs! This continued for several months until we just sort of stopped for no real reason.

The oldest guy came over a few months later to "play pool", and he took my anal virginity.

I discovered girls and tits and pussy and wasn't with another guy until I was 40 and divorced twice.
 
I'd been sucked by several guys, and I began to think that if they enjoyed it so much it must be worth a try.
My first time sucking cock I felt pressured, and I wasn't really wanting to suck him. As a result it felt akward, clumsy and unpleasant.
But some months later, with a different guy, I was ready to suck, I'd been properly seduced and I wanted his cock more than life itself. I was filled with desire and I sucked him with passion.
When I first saw his hard meat just inches from my face it seemed like a magnet. I was drawn to it in the same way I would feel about a beautiful tit waitng to be sucked. I had to have it. There was no two ways about it, I needed to suck that beautiful cock.I did and I loved it. I sucked all night long, in every way and position, especially 69'ing. I was so filled with lust and passion that night that it was also the first time to kiss and get fucked by a man. It was an extraordinary night, very satisfying
That night changed my life and identity.. From then on I would seek out cock when I felt horny for it, instead of waiting for guys to approach me. I would cruise gay parks or even go into gay bars. I was upfront about needing cock.
 
Its about 13years ago now. I'd been chatting to another nudist online, and as I had a short break in a cottage not far from where he lived, we arrange to meet up at "my" cottage. We undressed and he soon had an erection, he asked if I minded and I said no. A bit later he asked if I wanted to touch it, I said yes and after that I had a job to keep my hands off it, whilst letting him stroke me at the same time. A bit later we sat together on the settee, and he wanked me until I climaxed, which I seem to recall produced a lot of cum. I didn't want to cum himself as he thought he might be having sex with his wife later. Since then I had several more "gay" experiences with men, and generally enjoyed them.
 
Addiction

I'd been sucked by several guys, and I began to think that if they enjoyed it so much it must be worth a try.
My first time sucking cock I felt pressured, and I wasn't really wanting to suck him. As a result it felt akward, clumsy and unpleasant.
But some months later, with a different guy, I was ready to suck, I'd been properly seduced and I wanted his cock more than life itself. I was filled with desire and I sucked him with passion.
When I first saw his hard meat just inches from my face it seemed like a magnet. I was drawn to it in the same way I would feel about a beautiful tit waitng to be sucked. I had to have it. There was no two ways about it, I needed to suck that beautiful cock.I did and I loved it. I sucked all night long, in every way and position, especially 69'ing. I was so filled with lust and passion that night that it was also the first time to kiss and get fucked by a man. It was an extraordinary night, very satisfying
That night changed my life and identity.. From then on I would seek out cock when I felt horny for it, instead of waiting for guys to approach me. I would cruise gay parks or even go into gay bars. I was upfront about needing cock.

Of all the boys I had sex with at school, I loved doing it with John most. I loved his cock. I loved to look at it, to touch it, to inhale it... but most of all, to taste it. When his parents were out we'd go up to his bedroom together. We both knew what was on each other's minds. We both knew with absolute certainty what was going to happen. We got undressed. He played with my hard cock and squeezed my balls. I loved to see him naked. His rounded bottom. His sparse pubic hair. His tight balls. We were giggling and laughing. He play-pushed me onto his bed, so I was lying on my back, and he climbed up over me so he was straddling me, sitting on my chest, his knees pinning my arms down, as though he was forcing me. Then he'd tease his cock-head around my face, and I'd try to trap it in my mouth, like it was a game, laughing with sheer pleasure. Then he'd feed it slowly into my mouth, and it got a little more intense, more serious, with his fat round balls resting on my chin as I started to luxuriate on sucking more and more of into me. It was perfect, the closest thing to heaven. And he was bending over me, fucking my mouth, me coming up to meet every thrust, my lips tight around that beautiful throbbing shaft. My own cock drooling and dribbling, jerking with pleasure. I loved the little gasps and murmurs he'd make just before he began to cum, that tell-tale quiver, the way his bum-cheeks clenched, and his cock pulsed hard in my mouth. Sometimes he'd pull back a little way so that he'd shoot jet after jet of white spunk over my nose and lips and teeth, then sink his cock back into my mouth so I could suck it clean. By then, I'd cum too, in spurts up my stomach. Both of us breathing heavy in deep satisfied gasps. I loved the taste of his spunk, loved its slithery texture on my tongue. I can taste it now. But that first day in John's bedroom where we took our clothes off, and he dared me to take his cock into my mouth… from the moment my lips sealed around his excited erection, my fate was sealed. Regularly sucking a friend’s cock is the sweetest addiction of all, it harms no-one and increases the sum total of human pleasure in the world. There is no downside to that...Maybe I should be grateful. I guess I am. Now I see these trendy little Twinks ‘experimenting’ with bisexuality, and I know exactly what’s going to happen. Happy cock-sucking boys! You’re in for the long run. Enjoy...
 
Nearing the end of my senior year of H.S. A friends older brother (Sophomore in colleges), he was home. They we’re having a party; he and I slipped out for a toke. They lived on a huge working property, with several out buildings. We walked to the furthest building.
As we got a little stoned and drank a beer. He said he had to piss. So I went with him, figuring we’d head back to the party.
As we pee’d and chat. “He said nice one, you’ll have to keep in shape at school. If you want, you’ll fuck every night”. “That much pussy eh” I said. He smiled and said. Sure, or guys, if you bat both ways”
Since I didn’t freak. He said; let’s hit that weed you brought, I have better beer in the barn frig”. After that our conversation, switched to physical contact… even though my m/m activities started before this. I think this was the moment. I thought; this could be a much more regular thing
 
Like a lot of other guys - I had a friend who had access to porn. Looking at it together eventually led to jerking off together. That quickly led to "I'll let you touch mine if I can touch yours." That soon led to him asking, "Can I try sucking it?" A bit later, I felt became curious enough that I offered to return the favor. Sucking him was a lot of fun and it never changed my interest in pussy - fuck, I love pussy. But yeah, I'll still suck cock, too!
 
I was about 12-13, wrestling on the ground with my neighbor he was the same age, he must've gotten horny, pulled down his shorts and put his hard cock to my lips.
 
I had a few in my early teen years, the 1st that comes to mind was one summer three of us were camping in a tent in the backyard. We dared to see each other's dicks like young boys do, the other two were both much bigger than me probably 5 1/5" each while I was maybe 4". After looking at each other for what seemed like minutes one of the other guys touched me my cock got so hard from just his touch I knew I wanted more. As his hand held my cock I saw both boys cocks getting harder so I reached for the other taking his cock in my hand and he took the boys holding my cock in his. We jerked each other off until our loads shot I watched in excitement as our cum ropes shot all over the tent. This wasn't the 1st time I shot my load but it was the 1st time it was caused by someone other than myself. We camped outside 3 or 4 more times that summer & alas it ended as high school separated us click wise and we drifted off.

The 2nd time was the next summer with my parents friend's son, we were never friends back then as we were both very different but we forged a friendship one night when his parents went out of town and my parents had him sleep over, I wasn't thrilled as they wanted me to keep him company. We had a basement family room with an old pull out couch that set up as a queen size bed and that's where we were to sleep. Around midnight or so he started asking me about school and other stuff which I answered as we talked he turned on his side as he did his leg slid against my cock and I quickly stiffened up. After a few seconds and me not turning away he rubbed his leg up and down my shaft then moved his hand under my pajamas and slowly started stroking me. I remembering him whispering asking how I liked it, all I could do was moan and shake my head up & down to let him know. What happened next blew my mind as he kissed me and I let him enjoying as his tongue slid against mine. Breaking our kiss he then lowered himself and took my cock in his mouth then gave me my 1st blowjob it was wonderous as my cum exploded in his mouth. After laying for a few minutes he asked if I would like to touch his cock, I not only did that but after working up the courage I gave my very 1st blowjob to him finding I loved that salty sweetness that shot in my mouth so much so after waiting a while to recover we 69'ed sucking each other to completion before passing out into a deep sleep. We were both still naked and cum covered the next morning when my mom shouted down to get up. After showering we had breakfast and went downstairs to watch tv, wink wink, before his parents picked him up in the afternoon. We became friends and jerked off and sucked each other many times after finally a few years later each became our 1st venture into anal which was wonderful. I always wondered where he ended up haven't seen him in 40 plus years he had such a wonderful 7" fairly thick cock back then and I still sometimes daydream of the things we did.
 
My "awakening" happened much later in life. I was 38 and having an extramarital affair with married women 8 years my junior. She was very open minded and bisexual but with only 1 real life experience. We had the most open dialog I'd ever had with a woman. We could and did talk about everything. We both wanted to try swinging and we joined SLS to look for a unicorn (single bi female) as neither of us wanted to bring a guy into our bed. At the same time we were exploring the BDSM lifestyle. We both identified as switch but more often than not she would slide into the dominant role. One day we were talking about sex. We had just finished a scenario where she was a Domme and made me shck her girl cock (strap on) outsode an adult bookstore and she asked if I would ever suck her girl cock if it was on someone else. In my mind I pictured a second woman with us, wearing my girls strap on and I told her I would.

Then she asked, "even if it was on a guy?"

I immediately knew where she was headed and I asked her if she wanted to see me suck cock.

She said "yes, I know we both agreed that guy/guy does nothing for us but I think under the right s
circumstances it would be hot, would you?"

I thought for a moment and had an epiphany. I told her I would and she was right, under the right circumstances it would be hot. We both agreed on the type of guy (smooth, muscular body, fit, big dick). We then changed our profile to looking for hetroflexible couples but sadly we broke up (the sex was great but the relationship was toxic) before we ever did anything.
 
My pals and I were at our usual local dance club. As I recall it was a quiet night, so we had lots of space to bust our goofy moves. At this point I had bleached hair and wore a lot of colourful plaid. It was a very straight club, but on this night a group of crossdressers found themselves there. One of them drunkenly came up to me on the dance floor. A tall black trans gal demanded what I was doing there, as I was clearly gay. I said I was maybe a little bi, but she was having none of it and told me I had to come out!
 
Of all the boys I had sex with at school, I loved doing it with John most. I loved his cock. I loved to look at it, to touch it, to inhale it... but most of all, to taste it. When his parents were out we'd go up to his bedroom together. We both knew what was on each other's minds. We both knew with absolute certainty what was going to happen. We got undressed. He played with my hard cock and squeezed my balls. I loved to see him naked. His rounded bottom. His sparse pubic hair. His tight balls. We were giggling and laughing. He play-pushed me onto his bed, so I was lying on my back, and he climbed up over me so he was straddling me, sitting on my chest, his knees pinning my arms down, as though he was forcing me. Then he'd tease his cock-head around my face, and I'd try to trap it in my mouth, like it was a game, laughing with sheer pleasure. Then he'd feed it slowly into my mouth, and it got a little more intense, more serious, with his fat round balls resting on my chin as I started to luxuriate on sucking more and more of into me. It was perfect, the closest thing to heaven. And he was bending over me, fucking my mouth, me coming up to meet every thrust, my lips tight around that beautiful throbbing shaft. My own cock drooling and dribbling, jerking with pleasure. I loved the little gasps and murmurs he'd make just before he began to cum, that tell-tale quiver, the way his bum-cheeks clenched, and his cock pulsed hard in my mouth. Sometimes he'd pull back a little way so that he'd shoot jet after jet of white spunk over my nose and lips and teeth, then sink his cock back into my mouth so I could suck it clean. By then, I'd cum too, in spurts up my stomach. Both of us breathing heavy in deep satisfied gasps. I loved the taste of his spunk, loved its slithery texture on my tongue. I can taste it now. But that first day in John's bedroom where we took our clothes off, and he dared me to take his cock into my mouth… from the moment my lips sealed around his excited erection, my fate was sealed. Regularly sucking a friend’s cock is the sweetest addiction of all, it harms no-one and increases the sum total of human pleasure in the world. There is no downside to that...Maybe I should be grateful. I guess I am. Now I see these trendy little Twinks ‘experimenting’ with bisexuality, and I know exactly what’s going to happen. Happy cock-sucking boys! You’re in for the long run. Enjoy...

Excellent story, you made me hard! Ah to be young again!!!
 
I grew up in a pretty rural area, and men were men and women were
women. I had a friend That had an older house and farm animals and sometimes they would mount each other. When we were younger and playing we would pretend to mount each other. Nothing really happened.

Then later in my late teens we met up again. We were talking about sex and I was super horny. I asked him if he wanted to try having sex (I wasn’t even sure what that meant). He said no, but I said I was gonna go into the attic room they had and crank one out. You wanna join? He said no, but then joined me in that spare room.

His cock was much larger than mine which was really hot. I will never forget the feeling of having that warm cock right next to my face and then opening my mouth, sucking it, finding that hard cock in my mouth! I sucked him for a while and then he masturbated and shot a load. And it was my turn, he put my smaller cock his mouth. I still have not had sex with another person before this, and I remember feeling how good it felt to have my penis in something.

Years later in college (I went later after I was in the army), I hooked up with this great girl. She had a lot of gay male and female friends. There were four of us over at her apartment once and she took one of the other into another room. That left me with this guy name Kevin. I chickened out but he sure made it sound very alluring !

To this day I often think about this missed opportunity with Kevin.
 
I was showering after a work out. Another guy came in. For no apparent reason I felt an attraction to his very nice cock. Don't know why it happened, it was a new feeling. I knew I would eventually suck a cock. Took about 5 years, but eventually I became a cocksucker
 
Well, not 'I might be gay' but definitely 'I might be Bi', but I'd just started crossdressing, and I bought a dildo. I had this strong desire to do what girls do.. at that time, I just felt like I should suck a cock if I had a bra and panties on. So after the first session, I realized that when I was in girl-mode, I felt strongly attracted to cock.
I don't know how common it is, but while I'm in boy-mode, I don't have any attraction at all to cock.
 
I've posted about him here before, but mine was my best friend back when I was (actually) 18. We were watching porn in his bed late night after a party and he started stroking under the covers, so I did too. He pulled them down and said "sorry, I'm just trying to get more comfortable."

I said, me too then and pulled my side down. He knew I'd be ok with it. I'd always thought about it and we'd always make ambiguous comments and joke around. But we both knew.

With his cock in hand, he stopped and looked me in the eye and said, "I think I'm bisexual, have you ever thought about fooling around with h a guy?"

"I've thought about it with you... Yeah," I said.

"Do you want to touch it?" I obliged, and he leaned back. "Do you want to suck it...?" And it was all downhill from there....
 
Of all the boys I had sex with at school, I loved doing it with John most. I loved his cock. I loved to look at it, to touch it, to inhale it... but most of all, to taste it. When his parents were out we'd go up to his bedroom together. We both knew what was on each other's minds. We both knew with absolute certainty what was going to happen. We got undressed. He played with my hard cock and squeezed my balls. I loved to see him naked. His rounded bottom. His sparse pubic hair. His tight balls. We were giggling and laughing. He play-pushed me onto his bed, so I was lying on my back, and he climbed up over me so he was straddling me, sitting on my chest, his knees pinning my arms down, as though he was forcing me. Then he'd tease his cock-head around my face, and I'd try to trap it in my mouth, like it was a game, laughing with sheer pleasure. Then he'd feed it slowly into my mouth, and it got a little more intense, more serious, with his fat round balls resting on my chin as I started to luxuriate on sucking more and more of into me. It was perfect, the closest thing to heaven. And he was bending over me, fucking my mouth, me coming up to meet every thrust, my lips tight around that beautiful throbbing shaft. My own cock drooling and dribbling, jerking with pleasure. I loved the little gasps and murmurs he'd make just before he began to cum, that tell-tale quiver, the way his bum-cheeks clenched, and his cock pulsed hard in my mouth. Sometimes he'd pull back a little way so that he'd shoot jet after jet of white spunk over my nose and lips and teeth, then sink his cock back into my mouth so I could suck it clean. By then, I'd cum too, in spurts up my stomach. Both of us breathing heavy in deep satisfied gasps. I loved the taste of his spunk, loved its slithery texture on my tongue. I can taste it now. But that first day in John's bedroom where we took our clothes off, and he dared me to take his cock into my mouth… from the moment my lips sealed around his excited erection, my fate was sealed. Regularly sucking a friend’s cock is the sweetest addiction of all, it harms no-one and increases the sum total of human pleasure in the world. There is no downside to that...Maybe I should be grateful. I guess I am. Now I see these trendy little Twinks ‘experimenting’ with bisexuality, and I know exactly what’s going to happen. Happy cock-sucking boys! You’re in for the long run. Enjoy...

Thanks, nice story!
 
I was 11. My best friend was a guy named Johnny, and we had a female friend named Teresa who was my age. Johnny was 14 and I worshipped him. The three of us hung out together all the time, and we had built a "fort" out in the woods behind our apartment complex. One day, Johnny and I went out to the fort. Teresa was already there, and she had brought a box full of magazines that she had found by the dumpster - mostly Penthouse and Playboy, but with some more interesting stuff as well.

I looked at a Playboy first, and then dug deeper into the box, finding a gay magazine from England. If I recall correctly the cover had two males, mostly undressed, and I was instantly intrigued. I began flipping through the magazine and was soon looking at pictures of men sucking and fucking each other. My cock grew hard and although I found myself feeling very confused, I couldn't put the magazine down. After looking at all the pictures in that magazine, I found another one just like it.

Johnny had been the one to teach me about masturbation, telling me he did it all the time and explaining what it meant. I had been jacking off ever since, basically every night and every chance I got, and I wanted to jack off right then. I looked through another gay magazine, and then Teresa said she had to get home. After she was gone, I held the magazine out to Johnny and told him to take a look. His response was something along the lines of "Why are you looking at this faggot stuff?" I don't know what possessed me but I asked Johnny if I could suck his dick. He slapped me hard and called me a faggot and left. I jacked off while looking at gay porn.

A few days later Johnny and I went out to a swimming hole in the woods. We usually went skinny-dipping, and when we arrived he began undressing so I did as well. I had seen his cock before without paying much attention, but on that day I checked it out closely before he got in the water. His cock was much bigger than mine and was uncircumsized, which I thought was very exciting. I hid my growing erection and dove in the water. We played around for awhile, and my cock grew fully erect when Johnny grabbed me from behind and I felt his cock press up against my back. After awhile we went up onto the beach and lay naked in the sun. After awhile I began masturbating and Johnny did the same. I came first and watched intently as he came, spurting thick strings of cum onto his belly.

I had no idea what I was feeling at that moment. I knew that I craved Johnny's cock and that I wanted to suck on it like the guys in the magazine. I was more unsure about the anal sex but wondered what that would feel like as well.

Over the next few weeks Johnny and I spent a lot of time looking at the magazines and spending time at our swimming hole. Teresa was with us occasionally, but usually it was just Johnny and I. One day after we masturbated on the little beach by our swimming hole, Johnny fell asleep. His cum was still all over his belly and chest, and there was a puddle in his belly button. I carefully reached over and dipped my finger in it, and then rubbed my fingers together, enjoying the slickness of it. And then I smelled it. Even though I had smelled my own cum, the smell of Johnny's cum made my little cock swell. The next step, obviously, was to taste it, and I have loved the taste of cum ever since. I licked my fingers clean and then reached over and dipped my finger in the puddle again for another taste.

I never got to suck Johnny's cock but I knew from that day forward that I was somehow different. I didn't know what gay was, but I did know that "faggot" was derogatory and that I didn't want to be one. It was four long years before I got to suck a cock, but I thought about it all the time.
 
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hello when i was younger i loved getting my cock sucked never thought about returning the favor or anything to do with being fucked, but at 19 i was hitchicking and a guy picked me up we went to his house i figured i would get a good bloe job. well he turned out to be a toatal top and before i realized what was happening he had his 9 plus in my mouth and before the evening was over i was begging him to keep fucking me, i never looked back, love servicing a hot cock with my mouth asnd ass, ill cum from being screwed so no return is neccesary
 
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