Some Stories About Being A Cocksucker All My Life

It was dark early at that time of year. He invited me over and I went to his apartment. As usual it was a mess, he had a small one room garage apartment behind a house on the east side of town. He offered me a beer. He used the toilet, the bathroom area was separated by a curtain, but he left it open. He called me over and asked me to shake his dick after he peed.

I know it was a lot less than a minute, he held his dick in his hand and he stared into my eyes. I took his dick and shook it, then he asked me to suck him. His pants were on the floor and he stepped out of them, naked except for a white tshirt, and his dick hanging under it, he walked back to his bed and told me he wanted a blowjob and don't be stingy about it. I sucked him until he came, first in my mouth then in my face. It was like that, he was 37 and I was 19. He fucked me later that night. I don't think he ever changed his sheets, I loved being fucked like that and I came into the sheets under me.

One day I decided to leave town and I went to San Antonio and joined the Army. I never really thought about the fact that I was gay and I was going into the Army. I needed a job, and I needed to get away from my home town. I did my basic training and my first deployment was to Korea. I was kitchen help, busboy, except the kitchen served a thousand men, and the diner in town where I grew up served maybe twenty at a time. That's where I worked, as a busboy and clean up after it closed. That's where Jeb worked, as the short order cook. Jeb is the first man to fuck me. He taught me and I liked it.

I did thirteen years in the Army before leaving after my grandmother died. She left the property to me and my brother. It wasn't much of a place, but it was a whole lot better than nothing. It was my place. I got a job at the bus barn for the local school district. With my training in the Army I could mechanic the buses for the schools. I sucked a cock the first day of that job. A big old boy, as they said then. Big old boy with a small cock. But he grew his cock once I sucked on it, and he spit all over me when he was done. By then I was a confirmed cock sucker, I sucked a lot of guys in the Army.

I'm 66 now and long ago we sold our grandmother's property. My brother did well with it, he used it to buy a house. I spent the money. I live off Social Security and share a house with three other men. There is one man here, his name is Abe. He likes having his cock sucked, and I like sucking his cock. We are friends. Of the two of us I'm the one that's gay, always have been. Abe likes having his cock sucked, big difference. He's not gay.