Bi-Sexual Male / 52
When I was in the fourth grade I sucked my neighbors penis. He was in the sixth grade and he made me suck his penis if I wanted to be with him. I say made, because it was a condition for being at his house. Quite frankly I enjoyed sucking his penis, it made me feel good to please him and the sensation of his hard penis in my mouth was something I looked forward to.
Later in high school and in college I was a cock sucker, as they say. Before college I sucked off other kids, and particularly this one kid who was the high school jock, he was very dominant, and in addition to having his cock sucked he liked to have sex, I lost my virginity to him.
In college, maybe because I went to a city college, I gravitated more and more to older men who worked in the community around the school. My first older adult man was a barber who worked at this one off barber shop. How he knew I was a cock sucker remains a mystery, but he knew and he invited me into the back where they kept the supplies and offered me his cock, or more correctly took his cock out of his pants and told me to suck him. I did, it was also the fist time that I ejaculated in my pants while I was sucking him off.
After college I went on to work and under pressure from my family I hooked up with the daughter of one my mother's friends and got engaged and got married. For the next 25 years I stayed away from being engaged in sex with another man. I thought about it, and even dreamt about it, and fantasized about it with this man or that man, but did not act on my thoughts. Until last week.
I was on an audit of some equipment maintenance, that we have to do periodically, and I was accompanied by the clients chief mechanic. He was a loud South African, a large man. We were back in the storage room, and I was looking at some records, when he came up to me with his cock sticking out of his zipper, and his pockets turned inside out and told me to suck the elephant's trunk. His large cock stared at me, all my defenses crumbled and I took his cock in my mouth and I was lost in memories of times past and woke up to ejaculating in my pants.
I must have the word cock sucker across my forehead, he knew, he was right, and for the first time in 25 years I enjoyed sex again. The sad truth is that I love to suck cock, I love the feeling of a penis in my mouth, I love feeling it get hard, I love holding a hard penis in my hand and jacking and sucking until I feel him cum. Sex is also good, I need to find a man to try again.
Later in high school and in college I was a cock sucker, as they say. Before college I sucked off other kids, and particularly this one kid who was the high school jock, he was very dominant, and in addition to having his cock sucked he liked to have sex, I lost my virginity to him.
In college, maybe because I went to a city college, I gravitated more and more to older men who worked in the community around the school. My first older adult man was a barber who worked at this one off barber shop. How he knew I was a cock sucker remains a mystery, but he knew and he invited me into the back where they kept the supplies and offered me his cock, or more correctly took his cock out of his pants and told me to suck him. I did, it was also the fist time that I ejaculated in my pants while I was sucking him off.
After college I went on to work and under pressure from my family I hooked up with the daughter of one my mother's friends and got engaged and got married. For the next 25 years I stayed away from being engaged in sex with another man. I thought about it, and even dreamt about it, and fantasized about it with this man or that man, but did not act on my thoughts. Until last week.
I was on an audit of some equipment maintenance, that we have to do periodically, and I was accompanied by the clients chief mechanic. He was a loud South African, a large man. We were back in the storage room, and I was looking at some records, when he came up to me with his cock sticking out of his zipper, and his pockets turned inside out and told me to suck the elephant's trunk. His large cock stared at me, all my defenses crumbled and I took his cock in my mouth and I was lost in memories of times past and woke up to ejaculating in my pants.
I must have the word cock sucker across my forehead, he knew, he was right, and for the first time in 25 years I enjoyed sex again. The sad truth is that I love to suck cock, I love the feeling of a penis in my mouth, I love feeling it get hard, I love holding a hard penis in my hand and jacking and sucking until I feel him cum. Sex is also good, I need to find a man to try again.
