- Anything Goes -
Bi-Sexual Male / 49
The Oddest Blow Job I've Given
Let me start by saying I'm a bi male who has been in a pussy free marriage for the last 30 odd years. I love sucking cock and would regularly trawl Craigs List looking for men. Over a period of about ten years, I must sucked off 100's of men. I didn't keep count. Anyway, one sticks firmly in my head and I want to confess it.
It was a guy who was willing to accommodate (made a change from cars and the woods) so I went over to his house and knocked on the door. He was about my age, maybe a bit older. I was about 64 at the time. All smiles he invited me in.
Now, I was used to the old 'blow and go' but this one was very different. He told me to strip and sit on the lounge while he made us a cup of tea. I did as I was told and waited for the tea. This was already a bit odd.
Over tea and biscuits he told me how his wife had died a few years ago and he didn't want another one. He said, for relief, he'd get men to come round and blow him. He didn't want anything else, just the occasional blow job. Through all of this, my cock just shrank away.
Eventually, we went into the bedroom where he told me to sit on the edge of the bed. He played with my cock for a bit, giving my balls a gentle squeeze. Her then told me to take his cock out of his trousers. He remained dressed for the entire time I was with him.
I undid his trousers and felt around. His cock was hard but very small. Eventually, I had it out and was playing with it. It had a very big, mushroom head and his balls were very big. Long dangly balls and a mushroom cock, is how I'll always remember him.
He then sat on a chair facing a big mirror and told me to get between his legs. he said he liked to watch. I applied myself to the task at hand. A couple of times he slowed me down, telling me what to do, how to move my tongue. He tasted of talcum powder.
Eventually, he came and I swallowed. There was a lot of cum. He held my face hard up against him as his cock slowly shrank. I thought this would be it but I was wrong.
He had me lie on the bed as he pulled his trousers back up. He sat next to me and played with my cock and balls as he talked to me about how disgusting I was for blowing old men. He thought it was very funny and kept grabbing my balls to highlight each moral point he was making.
I should note that I wasn't worried at all. He wasn't really a threat. I was bigger than him. Besides, I was enjoying the abuse.
After a while, he started rubbing his cock through his trousers and told me he was getting hard again and wanted a second session with my mouth. Rather than have me move, he pulled his cock out and sat astride my face. He put his cock in my mouth and started fucking my face. It was incredibly demeaning.
Eventually he came for a second time and climbed off me. He told me to get up, get dressed and go. I did.
I saw him twice more. I then never heard from him again. I sometimes wonder who Mr Mushroom Cock.
It was a guy who was willing to accommodate (made a change from cars and the woods) so I went over to his house and knocked on the door. He was about my age, maybe a bit older. I was about 64 at the time. All smiles he invited me in.
Now, I was used to the old 'blow and go' but this one was very different. He told me to strip and sit on the lounge while he made us a cup of tea. I did as I was told and waited for the tea. This was already a bit odd.
Over tea and biscuits he told me how his wife had died a few years ago and he didn't want another one. He said, for relief, he'd get men to come round and blow him. He didn't want anything else, just the occasional blow job. Through all of this, my cock just shrank away.
Eventually, we went into the bedroom where he told me to sit on the edge of the bed. He played with my cock for a bit, giving my balls a gentle squeeze. Her then told me to take his cock out of his trousers. He remained dressed for the entire time I was with him.
I undid his trousers and felt around. His cock was hard but very small. Eventually, I had it out and was playing with it. It had a very big, mushroom head and his balls were very big. Long dangly balls and a mushroom cock, is how I'll always remember him.
He then sat on a chair facing a big mirror and told me to get between his legs. he said he liked to watch. I applied myself to the task at hand. A couple of times he slowed me down, telling me what to do, how to move my tongue. He tasted of talcum powder.
Eventually, he came and I swallowed. There was a lot of cum. He held my face hard up against him as his cock slowly shrank. I thought this would be it but I was wrong.
He had me lie on the bed as he pulled his trousers back up. He sat next to me and played with my cock and balls as he talked to me about how disgusting I was for blowing old men. He thought it was very funny and kept grabbing my balls to highlight each moral point he was making.
I should note that I wasn't worried at all. He wasn't really a threat. I was bigger than him. Besides, I was enjoying the abuse.
After a while, he started rubbing his cock through his trousers and told me he was getting hard again and wanted a second session with my mouth. Rather than have me move, he pulled his cock out and sat astride my face. He put his cock in my mouth and started fucking my face. It was incredibly demeaning.
Eventually he came for a second time and climbed off me. He told me to get up, get dressed and go. I did.
I saw him twice more. I then never heard from him again. I sometimes wonder who Mr Mushroom Cock.
# 74286 - by Gazdenied / October 27, 2024
