How I Found Out I Like Cock

Boston mid-80s, I was a kid in my twenties doing deliveries in the South End which was a guy neighborhood. These were all nice guys no worries. Never thought much about their lifestyle I loved girls never had a thought about guys.

Made a delivery to a guy who was about thirty, dark features, tall, strong personality but nice guy. The first time there, I needed something for him to sign the slip on, he brought me to a counter and there were erotic cock pics on the counter. He was framing them. I stared and they looked sexy. Photos of just hard cocks but done erotically. And he caught me looking, asked what I thought? I stammered and said that I didn't know and got out of there.

The next time there, the photos were on the walls, just a bunch of hard on photos looking hot on the walls. I was setting up the delivery on the floor and he caught me staring at one really large example. He asked if I liked that one. Of course I just said no sorry I'm not into guys. He said well lots of guys aren't into guys but like cocks. Maybe you just like cocks. This didn't upset me I just said no I don't think so. He then let me know that the cock I couldn't take my eyes off was his. I was a little stunned like how do I respond? He said something about me thinking about his cock after I leave. I did, I thought about it a lot.

A few months later I caught another delivery there. He was happy to see me. Set me up where I could see his cock photo again and said go ahead you want to look. I shrugged looked and played it cool. He asked if I'd been thinking about it. I denied it at first, he laughed at me said it's ok to admit it so I said yeah a little.

He offered to show me the real thing. I said no thanks. He gave me a polaroid of his hard dick and said look at it all you want. I was going to throw it away but he was right I stared at it a lot. Thought about sucking it. A lot. Became a little obsessed with sucking it.

Months later, after thinking about sucking his dick every time I was stuck in traffic and killing time, I hit his door horny and a little hard. He welcomed me in, and after pleasantries disappeared. I stared at that photo which was large and so hot. He came back wearing a robe and caught me. He looked down at me where I was working and said I'll let you suck it just ask. I said no I can't and he opened his robe, his cock was hard and looked incredible. He walked over to me and said "just ask no one will ever know-you really need this" and I didn't say shit I just started sucking, licking, sucking. I sucked like I was desperate. He brought me over to his couch and relaxed with me on the floor sucking his dick. He asked if I loved it. At that moment I certainly did and told him. He gave me some pointers and he came. He shot a thick load which I took, swallowed and then felt disgusted about. He told me not to worry I wasn't gay "you just like cock".

I sucked him off again and again, getting really good at it. I'd show up working or not and he'd relax and give me free reign to suck his dick whenever I wanted to which was often.

He invited me over at night to meet some friends. All single guys who were into getting head from a younger guy. I sucked them all off that night and eventually was sucking each of them off regularly. I was giving a couple dozen blowjobs a months for about three years then things slowed down as guys moved on. The original guy met someone and I started dating a women that became serious and just like that no more cock sucking. It was a long time ago and I've been thinking how nice it would be to suck some cock again but being married I just can't risk it. It's a fantasy at this point but who knows maybe I'll have the right opportunity down the road.

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