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Gay Stories
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Bi-Sexual Male / 52
Once A Cocksucker Always A Cocksucker
I should call this, "the day I tried". Prior to that day it had not been a part of my conscious mind.
So let's go back to the early fall of 2003. Between anywhere and nowhere I lost control of my car and slid off the road into the cornfield. Turns out I lost my passenger side rear wheel which had not been torqued up right. I sat there for a while, until I could get out and stand up. Miraculously I was alright.
I heard some noise and this man was walking through the trashed out corn towards me. A truck driver who sat up high and saw my car at end of the debris field. He was relieved to see me standing. He asked if I was alright as he walked around the car. He is the one that noticed that the wheel was missing, and noted that the lug nut stud was sheered off.
Not much we could do, he offered to get me to the next town. Iowa is nothing but cornfields. We stopped at the next town with a flatbed tow truck, dispatched them knowing that the wheel was missing and went into the local coffee shop diner to eat. We talked, he was a man who had been around a lot. He talked about New Orleans, the strippers and the whores. My only experience with a hooker was one night at a Denny's in Orlando.
We got done, I paid and had to ask him how I could pay him for helping me out. He suggested I pick up the tab for a room at the motel, he could get some rest and leave in the morning. Of course I would pick up the tab. We stopped by the service station and they told me they had to call out a bigger truck with a bigger winch, hauling my car up out of the ground onto the flatbed without a wheel was too much for their tow truck.
We got two rooms. Walked down to this bar and found a booth. We were friends by then, we had a couple of drinks. He stared me down "Jack, how about we go back to the motel and you give me a blowjob". Straight face. I had to answer, what came out was "you do that stuff?". Yes, he did. And he had made up his mind driving me into town.
We went back, he got undressed and told me to get undressed, he grabbed my cock and told me to ahold of his and get to sucking. Well it was more complicated than that, but I did get to sucking and I was harder than hard and he kept my cock in his hand and I jerked him right into my mouth. Cum don't taste like anything you ever out in your mouth. That night I found out your nipples are a sex organ, not just on women. I found out that you get to the point where you just want his cock up your ass.
That’s how I paid him, getting my car towed in and back on the road cost a whole like more, I got fucked twice. Once by Bob, once by the service station. It's been a good while now, and I'm still sucking on cock and if the moment is right I'm likely to crawl around while the fellow gets on my ass.
So let's go back to the early fall of 2003. Between anywhere and nowhere I lost control of my car and slid off the road into the cornfield. Turns out I lost my passenger side rear wheel which had not been torqued up right. I sat there for a while, until I could get out and stand up. Miraculously I was alright.
I heard some noise and this man was walking through the trashed out corn towards me. A truck driver who sat up high and saw my car at end of the debris field. He was relieved to see me standing. He asked if I was alright as he walked around the car. He is the one that noticed that the wheel was missing, and noted that the lug nut stud was sheered off.
Not much we could do, he offered to get me to the next town. Iowa is nothing but cornfields. We stopped at the next town with a flatbed tow truck, dispatched them knowing that the wheel was missing and went into the local coffee shop diner to eat. We talked, he was a man who had been around a lot. He talked about New Orleans, the strippers and the whores. My only experience with a hooker was one night at a Denny's in Orlando.
We got done, I paid and had to ask him how I could pay him for helping me out. He suggested I pick up the tab for a room at the motel, he could get some rest and leave in the morning. Of course I would pick up the tab. We stopped by the service station and they told me they had to call out a bigger truck with a bigger winch, hauling my car up out of the ground onto the flatbed without a wheel was too much for their tow truck.
We got two rooms. Walked down to this bar and found a booth. We were friends by then, we had a couple of drinks. He stared me down "Jack, how about we go back to the motel and you give me a blowjob". Straight face. I had to answer, what came out was "you do that stuff?". Yes, he did. And he had made up his mind driving me into town.
We went back, he got undressed and told me to get undressed, he grabbed my cock and told me to ahold of his and get to sucking. Well it was more complicated than that, but I did get to sucking and I was harder than hard and he kept my cock in his hand and I jerked him right into my mouth. Cum don't taste like anything you ever out in your mouth. That night I found out your nipples are a sex organ, not just on women. I found out that you get to the point where you just want his cock up your ass.
That’s how I paid him, getting my car towed in and back on the road cost a whole like more, I got fucked twice. Once by Bob, once by the service station. It's been a good while now, and I'm still sucking on cock and if the moment is right I'm likely to crawl around while the fellow gets on my ass.
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