In my youth and a couple of times in college I sucked a guy off. Both men I sucked off when I was in college were older men who worked nights, one at a gas station and another at a motel.

I was alone for a week when my wife went to spend some time with her mother. I went out for a ride down the freeway to pass the time and stopped to eat at a fast food restaurant around 11:00 p.m., and then stopped for gas. They guy who was managing the register was Pakistani, I went in to buy some gum and got to talking. We talked for over an hour. I got to talking about how lonely it was and how once in a while you just needed company.

Exactly what words exchanged I don't remember, but I told him how when I was in college I had sucked off this guy at a gas station. He asked me if I had enjoyed it, and I said yes. He asked if I wanted to do it again. He locked the front door and went into the restroom and told me to follow. He had his cock out, it seemed bigger than mine, it was dark and when he pulled his foreskin back it glistened in the lights of the bathroom.

He told me to sit on the toilet and he stood in front of me and I sucked his cock. He ran his hand through my hair as I sucked, he fucked against my face, he used his hand to help himself get up and he told me to close my mouth tight around his cock as he came in several spurts. I hadn't tasted cum since college, it was both musky and salty and thick. I swallowed and finished sucking him until he had me stop.

He left first and unlocked the front door and I followed several minutes later and got in my car and drove home and beat off until I couldn't come any more.