When Push Comes To Shove Ain't Nothing Better Than Sucking Cock

Boy it's cold outside. I normally do outside work, but right now there is no work to be had. So here I am at my computer doing the next best thing. Reading confessions of men who like men and women who like women, and men who beat women and women who like to be beat up by men. Because my job takes me outside, and I work in the construction industry, I get inside people's houses. You would not believe what I see, from dildos on the bathroom counter, to ladies who want to flash their panties at me.

But like I said I'm inside right now. My wife is a nurse, has been for near twenty five years. She likes that job and goes out in this weather in our four wheel drive. She'll be gone for her twelve hour shift, plus the hour or so each way to get back and forth from the hospital. We live in a subdivision of houses on large lots. If I look out the window I can barely see my neighbor, and that's because the leaves have fallen. Otherwise I am all alone out here.

Well let's get down to my fantasy. Yes, I am one of those that has a fantasy that some people think is all wrong. My fantasy is meeting up with a man. I'm a cocksucker from a long time. Meet up with a man and let it go from there. My place to look is at the Holiday Inn, the one out by the highway leading out of town. That's where the visitors to town stay. It has a nice small restaurant and bar. I go there to see who is there, I am easy in conversation and can usually get a conversation going. My fantasy is that man who wants company, wants a blowjob really bad. And from a man, not some skinny waitress.

A while back I had some cards made for me, at another town where I don't live and never had been before and was not going back again. A card, a business card, "I'll suck your cock, how about it?". That simple. Take it or leave it. As you can guess it is more about leave it than take it, but every once in a while when I go fishing I get a bite. And I'm sucking cock. I'm in seventh heaven.

Some men are out and out gay or queer or whatever and they want to roll around in the hay, but many are just men that want a blowjob, wham bam, thank you man, and off I go. But if that man has other interests, I'm game. I will for the right man, let him plow me good and hard. I like it, so why not do it. I sleep good after a man shows me who the real man is. My wife gets home late, I'm cuddled up with my hand on my cock, she slips in bed and I can tell when she needs a good fuck. While I fuck her, I'm thinking of that man who was fucking me a couple of hours before.

Now it's a fantasy, the weather is terrible and I'm not going out. I'm here wanting to be entertained, and I'm a reader not a lurker. Pictures may be worth a thousand words, but I'd rather read the thousand words and let the image play in my mind. So if you want to tell me about fucking the secretary, or getting if off when you were young, or how you mean step daddy took your virginity, go ahead. But if you want to tell me how you like to suck cock, you you like being naked with a man, well tell me, because that's what gets me hard.