Date: Sat, 4 Feb 2012 10:23:45 -0500
From: Doug <xoxodoug@gmail.com>
Subject: Doing What She Won't Do: Suck cock (4)

Backstory: I am married and have a daughter. My wife thinks I have
issues about gay men (like I am a bigot due to a few well-placed
jokes). In reality I live the dual life, completely enjoying sex with
my wife, and secretly getting off deeply on sex with my male lover M
once a month or two. I have no problem secretly admitting how much I
enjoy gay porn, having cum too much to deny it. I enjoy long stretches
of time thinking about sex with M, hardon in hand. While the fantasies
are idealized, M is very good.

She won't suck cock. I've gone down on any man that suggested I do so,
even if I don't know his name. Any man I have been with has gone down
on me. This is something guys who have yet to be with guys don't get:
the intense pleasure of men going down on men because men LOVE to suck
cock. I have to dangle my cock in front of her face before she will
think about taking the tip into her mouth (and only the tip). M pushes
me against a wall while lewdly fondling my package. My cock is
straining against the underwear, trying to break free to meet a very
good friend. Down M goes to work open the belt. There is an art to
cocksucking that M has studied. No need to rush. Always give a cock
something to enjoy, simple things like rubbing through the underwear,
or even better, breathing on a cock through the thin fabric. Cocks are
sooo sensitive, they love warm wet breathe of a man who adores cock.
My hips go into that natural slow fuck motion as he finally peals down
my underwear and my cock jumps out. Wet lips meet cockhead, and one
slides in the other naturally. And I do mean naturally, that men know
the immense pleasure of a blow job, so they get immense pleasure from
giving a blow job. He goes down to the base. Fuck, that is where its
at, cock all the way down a throat. The hands play with the rolling
balls. Just when I think it can't get any nastier, a finger slides up
my butt crack, finds my hole, and pushes in. It is almost too much for
a man in heat to take: fucking his mouth while he finger fucks me. I
look down at his bobbing head - so sexy - and look even further down
at his semi-erect cock, and even though this is great, I start feeling
a need to suck his uncut cock. This is not a "return the favor" thing.
It is I need to feel the warmth and everything about M's cock. I need
to feel its length against my cheek. I need that first up close kiss
to his cockhead. All these thoughts get me to enjoy his work on my
cock even more.

I am never clear on how we break from one activity to another, but
somehow we do. He comes up to me and we kiss and hug and twist. I bet
we look like some old Greek statue, two men lost to the outside world,
but into the Universe where their skin connects. Sure there are
boners, but the sexy thing about the image is the live intensity of
the moment. M keeps a finger up my ass, saying "I could fuck you at
any time" while I rock my hips, saying "I could take your cock at any
time." There is no discussing those things, they just are that way.

Finally, I start my journey down. And it is a journey. I give his pits
a deep lick, getting the sharp flavor of a man. I pinch is nipple the
entire time because I know he is into that. Then it is on to licking
and biting one nipple while pinching the other. He has such a large
chest, such a guy chest. It is one of those signs of man sex, the size
of his chest. It is so big and powerful, I know if he decides to pin
me down and press into me there is no way I could stop him, not that I
would want to stop him. So the fly on the wall watching me lick and
pinch M's nipple now knows part of the reason for the intensity is the
unspoken shared carnal knowledge that M could fuck me at any time. He
is so masculine to me, I can forget that he wants me to enter him. But
that does make for the best butt fuck, when both men are strong. All
those thoughts swirling while I bite down hard on a nipple.

Keeping one hand to clamped down on a nipple, I reach my destination,
a view so close of M's cock I can smell it. His cock can be in a
variety of states - soft, sleeping, partially awake, standing proud -
but no matter what the state is, I feel lucky to be able to admire it
his close, to give M pleasure through his cock which is beautiful.
Writing about his cock makes my own cock ooze pre-cum. Loving all the
details about his cock is what helps elevate a BJ into something so
much more, wet oral love of male sexuality, up close and intimate. I
approach my first kiss of his cock quietly, like a sacred act. Would
she understand how solemn I am? Of course not, but M does. It is not a
BJ, it is an adoration of that most male organ, the cock, and that
deserves a solemn kiss. And another kiss. And soft, wet lips to take
in the tip of the head. And a tongue flick to play with the foreskin.
And just a little more in my mouth. I get to feel his shape change. I
get to feel his balls move in my hands because he is moving into my
mouth. And I go all the way down. It gives me trouble breathing. It
makes my nose run. But none of that matters, any gags, running nose,
doesn't matter. I feel him grab the back of my head - he wants to
skull fuck me. He sets the pace, I try to ride along with it. A few
times he has decided to fuck all the way, building up, the changes in
breathing, small curses, that say so clearly he is going to cum in my
mouth. We are so on the same page, because I want him to cum in my
mouth, that my lips, tongue, throat gave his gorgeous cock a sexy
place to shoot. As he builds up, I bear down on his nipples, pinching
them so hard they might start bleeding. The Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck and soon
enough, yes, his cum flies into my mouth, splashing, spilling out. I
keep still, letting him decide how to best enjoy his orgasm in me. Oh,
I so enjoy his orgasm, but quietly, feeling his cum slide down my lips
and chin. I wait for those last tremors, the mini-gasms. I even wait a
little longer, a way to say thank you, kissing his balls. Making oral
love needs to be shared, so I crawl up his big chest, and we kiss
sharing the taste of his cum between us.

She won't suck cock, but M and I do, and celebrate the seeds together.