First Time Deep Throat

my first real deep throat was a strap-on dildo actually . which was worn by my mistress. she pushed down my throat my eyes began to tear. of course I was sore for tow days after that. enjoyed it a lot
 
It has taken me quite a while to perfect my technique. I get together with my couple most Wednesdays. I used to say the next day that it was sore throat Thursday, but those days are in the past. I can get it ALL in nowadays with no problem. For me it was the action you use when you swallow that helped me get past gag reflex. Learning to suck with your throat takes patience and practice. That’s the best part. The practicing
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Once you get used to long cocks that get really deep into your throat, you will kinda feel like something is wrong when you suck guys with shorter dicks. However, shot dicks usually produce as much cum as the longer dicks and you have more time to enjoy it as you swallow it. It’s all good!
 
As my best friend Larry's personal cocksucker, after we discovered that we both enjoyed it, all the blowjobs were deep throat blowjobs, I would usually just drop to my knees and he would grasp my head and force his thick cock all the way down my throat and proceed to vigorously fuck my throat until he ejaculated deep inside me. We both liked the aggressive aspect. He liked dominating and controlling me, and I liked feeling subjugated and humiliated. The more we did it, the better I became at tolerating his rough treatment. He enjoyed making me gag, but as my technique improved, I was better able to resist gagging, which led him to become even more aggressive in an attempt to cause me to gag. It became a contest to see who would win.
My tutor was my older married friend Philip, who told me that deep-throating was an important niche aspect of cocksucking, and that it was a technique I needed to acquire, I was young and gullible and eager to participate in all the pleasures that the gay sex world had to offer, so I agreed to submit to his tuition.
 
My Top had been fucking me for some time and I was starting to get a little raw. I made him wear a condom and he told me he probably wouldn’t cum with a condom on.

So, I pushed him off of me and got on my knees in front of him. I peeled the condom off and gave him a blow job. After a few minutes of cock sucking I felt his hand on the back of my head pressing g me down on his erection. He kept the pressure up until I was fully impaled on his erection. His cock was pushing against the back of my throat and tears were welling up in my eyes as I gaged.

His climax hit him and I held on while he throat fucked me. He even held me impaled on his cock past his climax just to show his dominance.

Eventually, he released me and watched the tears fall from my eyes as I tried to catch my breath.

I loved it and often think of his hand on the back of my head and his cock coating the back of my throat
 
I peeled the condom off and gave him a blow job. After a few minutes of cock sucking I felt his hand on the back of my head pressing g me down on his erection. He kept the pressure up until I was fully impaled on his erection. His cock was pushing against the back of my throat and tears were welling up in my eyes as I gaged.

His climax hit him and I held on while he throat fucked me. He even held me impaled on his cock past his climax just to show his dominance.

Eventually, he released me and watched the tears fall from my eyes as I tried to catch my breath.

I loved it and often think of his hand on the back of my head and his cock coating the back of my throat
This was exactly the way that my best friend Larry would always fuck my throat, and I grew to love being savagely "used" this way. I loved the overpowering feeling of vulnerability and helplessness that would wash over me each and every time he did it to me. During the entire process, my head was impaled on his cock and I was utterly unable to breathe because his thick cock was blocking my airway. With my jaws spread apart as wide as possible, and with my lips stretched open, forced around the base of his erection, he held my head tightly, just moving it back and forth along the length of his engorged phallus, never completely withdrawing his thick cock from the tight confines of my throat, he used my head to jerk himself off with. I had to trust him to occasionally let me back off for air and not to suffocate me before he finally ejaculated deep into my throat and flooding my throat with his semen. More than once I felt myself becoming light headed from lack of oxygen, but I loved the way that letting him do it to me made me feel.
 
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Okay so I had an opportunity to go down on a guy earlier this week and I wanted to impress him so I took his cock as far as I could, I could lick his balls actually.
Naturally he liked it but the next day my throat hurt, like I dilated it or bruised it. Yeah I was being pretty aggressive probably not taking it as slow as I should have.
So how long am I going to feel like my throat is bruised? Will taking a cock in my throat ever get easier?

I’m a willing student
Oh, darling, I remember that aching tenderness all too well—the delicious aftermath of surrendering your throat to pleasure him completely. You’re so eager to please, and that fire is beautiful, and one that I share but your throat is delicate at first, like a rose unfurling for the first time. I remember initially watching videos online that were somewhat disappointing with all the gagging but then I came across more loving and sensual videos and realised that’s what I wanted to learn. I remember it took me months to truly master the art with the use of toys, and yes, those first days left me raw, too. My first love was older, patient, savoring every lesson he taught me about lovemaking. But this was something I wanted to gift him—my devotion made tangible. I studied, practiced, starting with shorter and slender toys, graduating only slowly and when I felt truly comfortable to progress, learning to relax my throat until it opened like a sigh. The trick isn’t force, darling—it’s trust. Trust in your body, in the slow build of pleasure and in actually ‘swallowing’ it into your throat. When you watch carefully, you can always tell the difference between the gagging forceful ones fighting against the gag reflex and the ones truly welcoming the length past that and into their throat. The soreness will fade, I promise. Soon, your throat will learn to welcome him, to ache only with the sweet memory of his fullness. And when you finally take him effortlessly, the look on his face—oh, it’s worth every moment of patience. You’ll be his masterpiece, and he’ll worship you for it.
 
You never can tell who is nicely hung until the clothes come off.

I was at my favorite bar, a place does is friendly to everyone they don’t chase anyone away because of who they are right now, people are not set in stone, they change and evolve over time if you let them. Anyway.

It was a Margarita night and I was comfortably buzzed when a guy sat down and said hello. We chatted bought each other drinks, I switched to Pellegrino having previously reached my limit. Long story short he came back to my place and gave me plenty of time to work on what must have been a nine inch cock.

He was in no hurry and I finally could say I deep throated a cock.😋
 
Oh, darling, I remember that aching tenderness all too well—the delicious aftermath of surrendering your throat to pleasure him completely. You’re so eager to please, and that fire is beautiful, and one that I share but your throat is delicate at first, like a rose unfurling for the first time. I remember initially watching videos online that were somewhat disappointing with all the gagging but then I came across more loving and sensual videos and realised that’s what I wanted to learn. I remember it took me months to truly master the art with the use of toys, and yes, those first days left me raw, too. My first love was older, patient, savoring every lesson he taught me about lovemaking. But this was something I wanted to gift him—my devotion made tangible. I studied, practiced, starting with shorter and slender toys, graduating only slowly and when I felt truly comfortable to progress, learning to relax my throat until it opened like a sigh. The trick isn’t force, darling—it’s trust. Trust in your body, in the slow build of pleasure and in actually ‘swallowing’ it into your throat. When you watch carefully, you can always tell the difference between the gagging forceful ones fighting against the gag reflex and the ones truly welcoming the length past that and into their throat. The soreness will fade, I promise. Soon, your throat will learn to welcome him, to ache only with the sweet memory of his fullness. And when you finally take him effortlessly, the look on his face—oh, it’s worth every moment of patience. You’ll be his masterpiece, and he’ll worship you for it.
Ok this is an amazing read. 😳😈
 
When I first deep throated a dildo for training my throat did get a little sore. The next time I just lubed it up. It went in easier and no soreness afterwards.
 
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