Just A Situation That Might Be Of Encouragement

I got into woodworking after I retired. I met Ed who also did woodworking and we became friends. Woodworking is detail work, with your hands, but after a while you have so much stuff that you can't give it away. So, rather than work in the shop in the garage we met for a beer at the local watering hole.

One evening in the middle of the summer Ed asked me if I had ever sucked cock. I answered carefully, and Ed pushed the issue. He told me that he had sucked cock and it wasn't that bad. If I wanted, he would suck my cock. Out there at a picnic table, the moon already rising, I had to admit that a blowjob sounded good and if he was open to it, I could reciprocate. A lifelong cocksucker, I really hadn't expected Ed to come out as a cocksucker.

Back at my place, in the bedroom because if you are going to go about cocksucking, might as well make an evening out of it, and we sucked and fucked that night until we petered out and fell asleep. We woke up early to get a pee, and then we got in the shower, and went back to cocksucking and fucking. I say fucking, because he is a mother fucker and I'm a bottom.

Don't think that there aren't cocksuckers out there. There is a bunch of us. We don't dress the part, but we do get on our knees to service a nice cock. So ask, don't be shy, a cocksucker is a friend in need.