Date: Mon, 20 Sep 1999 23:01:05 -0700
From: Joe <joelaw@inreach.com>
Subject: I LEARN TO TO TAKE IT 1 (GAY/BEGINNINGS)
I LEARN TO TAKE IT
When did it all start you ask? Well, I guess when I was seventeen. I
was living in southern California. I had known I was queer (we didn't
call it gay then) since I was eleven. How? Good question. It all
started when I took my older brothers cock twice one night while me
and the rest of my brothers and sisters were playing hide and seek.
My brother found me hiding in an empty shower and for some reason,
some how, the next thing I knew, I was on my knees and sucking his
cock. That was my first time ever having a cock in my mouth. I knelt
there as he let me suck on it, feeling its hardness, the strangeness
of having a cock in my mouth. When he began to cum, I didn't even
pull back, I just accepted it, drank it down eagerly in fact. That
must have been what he was watching for that night.
In fact, he made sure that he found me later on as the game continued,
and I did it to him again. Only this time, I got to savor the feel
and taste of his cock in my mouth and knew, right then, right there, I
loved cock in my mouth, I was born to suck cock! When he came that
second time, I guess I had done it right, cause he really came! I
mean, there was so much it ran out my mouth and down my chin! Not
only that, but he kept it in my mouth as I nursed on it till it
softened and he pulled it out. Well, from then until I was sixteen or
so, I must have spent at least five out of every seven days in his bed
at night, sucking him off! Sometimes I sucked him off in the shower
and I liked those times. I liked watching him watch me suck his cock
and work on it with my mouth. There was never any reciprocation from
him, but I didn't care, I was enjoying his hard cock in my mouth.
During those years, I never sucked off any one else but one other
brother. No neighbors, no friends, nobody. Oh there were times I was
tempted to let on that I enjoyed cock in my mouth, but I never did.
The one time with my other older brother was wild and I enjoyed it,
but we never repeated it after that one night. I loved it that night
as he had a hairy chest and belly for a nineteen year old and when he
held me, his body spooned against my back, his cock between my legs,
his fingers playing with my tits, I was lost in it. The fact that he
had me kneel between his legs as he lay back on the bed, his legs
spread, his hands up behind his head, was awesome to me.
It was funny, his cock was larger than my other brothers, and it felt
and tasted so wild in my mouth, I almost came on myself while I was
sucking him! The fact that he kept stroking my hair as I sucked and
said, over and over, "Blow Joey, blow," just added to my excitement. I
don't know if he had ever been blown before, but from the way he
acted, it was his first time. All I knew was that his cock was so
good and hard, and when he held my head and thrust up into my mouth, I
almost blacked out in pleasure. Yeah, guess you could say I was a
cock slut even then. But when he shot off in my mouth, oh wow, talk
about such a hot sensation!! That big hard dick just throbbed in my
mouth as my tongue lay along the underside, feeling that thick cum
tube pulse as it filled my mouth. But, sadly, when it was over, I had
to go back to my bed. Not only that, but I never got to suck him
again and I sooo wanted to do it too!
Anyway, that was when I was just turning sixteen and I was still
sucking my other brother off most every night. I never knew about ass
fucking at that time, never knew what other pleasures a cock could give
me, so I stuck to sucking his cock. Though, a couple of the times in
the shower with him, I did get to lick and suck his ass hole and drink
his piss. That was wild! Oh man, I knelt there in front of him as he
held his cock at my lips and then, it began to spurt into my mouth. I
drank it after a couple of seconds of spurting and then, closed my
mouth around it as I took the rest of his piss. He seemed to enjoy
that. After that piss was done, he just grasped my head and fucked my
mouth for the longest time and I loved it, every minute, every hard
minute of it. And, getting to eat his ass the next time he pissed in
my mouth was an even wider turn on for me! I knew I was hooked on man
from that day on and never looked back.
Oh, I did try to be careful. I never let on to anyone that I was
queer, not to my friends, even though I played with the cock of one of
my brothers cock as we slept out in the back yard one night. But never
did it with anyone else. I fantasized, oh man, did I ever! I must
have beat off at least five times a day thinking of different guys,
and men, that I would like to suck off. But, alas, nothing every
happened till almost that summer of my eighteenth birthday. At that
time, I was pretty hot looking, I guess. I mean, I wasn't a lady
killer and I didn't have a lot of girls after me, but I knew I was not
ugly. I was almost 5'7", around a 185 lbs., stocky, but had a wild
round butt that I got kidded about a lot. I had hair around my cock
and balls, but not much anywhere else, except for a little under my
arms. I had blue eyes, my hair was bleached a dirty blonde, and being
in southern California, it only seemed natural.
Now, I know, you think 185 lbs. was fat. No sir! I am one of those
guys with the stocky big boned bodies that has had to fight being
overweight all my life. During that period of my life, I was in great
shape. I worked out at the high school gym with the jocks and had some
as my friends. My stomach was not a washboard, never really has been,
but it was flat and I still a little of my baby fat to make me look
sweet. Or, at least that was how I was referred to by some of the men
I experienced with, but that's getting a little ahead of the story.
Anyway, there I was, finishing up high school, a hungry closet
cocksucker, and to top it off, my brother stopped wanting me to suck
his cock!
I hadn't had his dick in my mouth for over two months, since the night
before Valentines Day, and I wanted cock real bad!! But, being a
young guy without much experience with what queer guys did or how they
met, I was going nuts! But then, Carl came into my life. Carl, when
I think back on it now, I wonder how I could have let it happen, and
yet, at the same time, remembering him and what we did, always gets me
hard! Carl, his name was Carl Viznic, was the father of one of my
neighbor friends. Not that his son Mike and I ever really got on that
well, but we were friends. But it was his dad that always got me
excited. I had started, earlier in that school year, spending time at
Mike's house. They lived across the street and down two houses, so it
wasn't far away and we did hit it off for a while.
Anyway, I had met his father and the first time I saw him, I wished I
was on my knees, sucking him off. He was about 6'4", going a little
bald, dark haired, with a hairy chest, belly and legs. He had been on
the NY Giants as a fullback for 8 years, till an injury left him off
the team. He was in construction and worked hard to take care of his
wife and two kids. One of his quirks was his front yard. Nobody in
the neighborhood, kids or adults, ever walked on his lawn. It was his
pride and joy and you could always see him outside working on it. I
have to admit, next to anyone else in the neighborhood, his lawn was
always the greenest, well maintained and trimmed. Most of the time I
saw him in the house though, he was dressed in his work clothes, or
getting ready to take Mike's mom out. The first time I saw him in
anything else, was when I went over one Saturday morning looking for
Mike.
Carl answered the door and he was dressed in these dark green gym
shorts and his body shone from the sheen of sweat on his hairy body.
The fact that the front of the shorts were wet and hung down well
below his bellybutton, exposing some of his crotch hair, had me
stammering when I asked for Mike. At the same time, the animal man
smell coming from him as he stood in the doorway looking down at me,
had my little cock beginning to get hard. Well, Mike wasn't home and
had gone to his aunt's with his mother and sister, and I thanked him
and walked away. When I turned to check the street, I noticed that he
was still there in the doorway, watching me as I walked back across
the street. When I got to my house, I looked back and he was still in
the doorway, actually, standing on the porch staring at me. I don't
know why, but I waved at him and he sort of waved and at the same
time, he slid his left hand down into his shorts. When he did that, I
had to quickly cover my growing bulge and quickly get in the house.
The bedroom I slept in with my four brothers had a window that opened
on the street side and I quickly went to it and looked at Carl's
house. He was still there, still looking in my direction and his hand
was still in his shorts. Then, as if he realized someone could see
him, he backed up and closed the door. That night and a few more
afterwards, my dreams, my fantasies, my jerk off sections were all
about Carl! When I had to go to see Mike a couple months later, his
dad was home and when he saw me, he smiled and went into his room.
When he came out, he was wearing those same green shorts and the bulge
in them looked huge to me. He sat near us as Mike and I worked on
some homework, and every once in a while, I'd look in his direction,
or feel his eyes on me. When I looked at him the second time, he was
sitting so that his legs were spread, and I could see up the left leg
of the shorts. He winked as he slid his hand down and pulled it back
a bit, exposing the head of his big cock. I gasped and quickly went
back to working with Mike.
But, I couldn't control it as I would look over at his dad every so
often. Carl, seemed to know what I wanted to see and made sure I got
a good look at his cock and hairy balls every time I looked in his
direction. At one point, Mike and I were working and he came over to
lean over us to see what we were doing. I could hardly contain my
breathing, and my cock, as he leaned over my shoulder, the bulge in
his shorts rubbing against it as he pointed something out to Mike. He
moved then and went to get a beer, and then, came back. All the next
half hour or so, he was rubbing against me, my back, my elbow, my
shoulder, even against my hand at one time. I was shaking inside,
excited and scared at the same time, and knew I had to get out of
there!
Now, you have to remember, this was early 60's, and queers were just
that! Hated and despised( strange, only a little different from
today, huh!?). I knew I was one, but was hiding it so much that I
tried to fight it all the time. That night I left quickly and was
afraid to come back for a few days. But Mike and I had a project to do
for school, so I couldn't avoid it, and couldn't have him at my place,
there were just too many people in the house for us to get anything
done. The next time I came over, a few weeks later, I was working with
Mike in the den, as we watched a game on the tv. At one point, Carl
came into the room and I gasped. He was naked, carrying a towel as he
walked past us!. I looked up and Mike laughed and said, "My dad does
that every time my mom's working. I think he'd rather be naked then
wear clothes."
As he said this, I was staring at his dad, standing near the
refrigerator, sipping on a beer. The towel was over his shoulder and
as he drank the beer, his hand drew my eyes down with it as he cupped
and lifted his big cock and balls. They were huge! The balls,
covered in dark hair like most of the rest of him, his cock, soft, but
bigger than mine when mine grew to its almost 6 inches hard! I was
looking over Mike's shoulders and he couldn't see me staring at his
dad, but Carl knew what he was doing. He slid his hand along the
length of his cock and I almost gasped, but caught it, as it seemed
his cock was hardening. He stroked it a bit and raised his eyebrows
and licked his lips and made a motion that indicated he knew I wanted
it! Then, he chuckled and slid the towel around his waist and walked
back through the room and out to the hall. I went back to working with
Mike, but my mind was throwing up the image of his dad's cock all the
while.
I left that night and as I did, his dad came out and patted my ass as
I went out the door, saying, "See you around Joey!" The pat was more
like a grasp and I shivered in want, lust, I couldn't tell you what.
I tried to avoid going over there for a few more days, but on that
Saturday, I had to go see Mike. I went to the door and Carl answered.
He was dressed the same way I had seen him the first time, green
shorts, sweat on his body as I asked if Mike were home. He smiled and
said, "Nope, gone with his mother for the next couple of days Joey."
I frowned and said, "Well, I guess I'll come back then." He smiled
and looked around behind me and then said, "Why don't you come in
Joey! I need some company!" I should have said no, but I had been
taught to do as adults told me, so, I walked in. He followed me and
said, "Come into the den. I'm just doing some exercises."
I followed his retreating ass, the sweat on the shorts staining them
and making them cup to his muscular butt cheeks. He was in great
shape even then and I stared at his muscular thighs as they moved in
front of me. We got to the den and he grabbed a towel and told me to
sit down as he wiped at the sweat on his body. He talked to me as he
did some exercises, and then, sat on the couch and said, "How about
bringing me a beer Joey? They're in the frig, and you can get
yourself a coke." I went to get the beer and coke and when I turned
to go into the den. I stopped. Carl was stroking himself under the
shorts and I could see the big mound in them. He smiled as I walked
in and handed him the beer and said, "Get hard sometimes. You too
Joey? You get hard?" I stammered, "Uh, yes sir, Mr. Viznic." He
smiled and said, "Call me Carl Joey. I think I'd like that!"
I smiled shakily, as I stared from where his hand was still working in
his shorts and up to his face. He sipped his beer and then, he held
the can down near where his hand was working, looked down at it and
then, looked up at me. He asked me a few questions about the stuff
that me and Mike were doing. I hardly heard him and must have just
grunted to most of his questions. I just couldn't take my eyes off of
where his hand was working in his shorts. The mound seemed to be
getting even bigger as he played with himself in front of me. In one
way, I was sort of embarrassed, I mean, a full grown man doing that in
front of me. On the other hand, it was sort of exciting and I could
tell my breath was coming in slow gasps each time he made it move
under the green cloth.
I kept looking from it to his face and he smiled at me constantly,
making his hand move even more, as he made his shorts tent from the
big cock in them. Then, as I barely heard him, he asked, quietly,
"Want to see my cock Joey!?" I wasn't sure I heard him, but I know my
tongue slid out of my mouth to run along my lips. He chuckled and
said, "I can see you do! Don't be scared Joey. Here, look all you
want!" With that, he slid the shorts down, letting the waistband cup
under his balls, as his other hand lifted his hardon up from the
forest of dark hair! He stroked it and asked, "Like looking at my
cock Joey!?" I stammered, "Uh, Mr. Viznic, uh, Carl, I, uh, don't
think, uh, that we should be doing this!!" He stroked his cock and
asked, "Why not!? You like looking at a man's cock, don't you Joey!?
Yeah, I can tell, you're hard now looking at mine!"
I gasped as I looked down and the shorts I had on were tented out by
my own hardon. He chuckled and then, slid the shorts down completely.
I gasped as he leaned back, spreading his legs and using the muscles
of his stomach to make his cock wave back and forth. It must have been
almost eight inches long, cut, with blue veins streaked through the
marble like skin. He said, "Why don't you get down here between my
legs, that way you can get a real close look at it." I was mesmerized
by the big dick he had, and found myself moving in between his legs,
looking down at him. I sank to my knees and my hands shakily touched
his hard knees, feeling the warmth of his skin and the sheen of sweat
on them. He spread his legs a little wider and said, "Come on Joey,
move in real close! Get as close as you want to Joey!"
His words and the sight of his cock were hypnotizing me as I leaned in
real close. I could smell his sweaty crotch, his man smell, as I
stared at that luscious cock and the big hairy ball sac hanging below
it. Then, he made it bob and said, "Touch it Joey! Go on, you know
you want to! And, I want you to Joey! I want you to do whatever you
want with my cock Joey! Come on baby, move in close to it!!" I
leaned in further and could see a pearly drop of pre cum pooling in
the deep piss slit of the red cock head. I couldn't control myself as
I slid my hand around the base of his cock and then, leaned over and
pointed my tongue and licked at the pearly drop. I tasted his pre cum
and he said, "Hmmm, that was nice Joey! You want to kiss my cock
Joey? Want to feel it against your sweet lips Joey!?"
I looked up at him, my eyes full of the sight of him and lust as I
barely bobbed my head up and down a little. He smiled and said, "We
got all day Joey, go ahead. Kiss my cock Joey!! Kiss it and let me
feel your lips on it!! Do it Joey, kiss that big dick!!" I was lost
in the smell, sight and sense of him as I leaned in, pursing my lips
and kissed the head of his cock. I moaned a little as my lips made
contact with that hot head and he said, "Oh yeah, I knew you wanted to
do that Joey. Go on, you can do more baby! I know you can!!" I looked
up at him, my lips pressed against the head of his cock. He smiled
broadly as my lips opened slowly and I slid them around the head of
his cock. He thrust his hips up a little as my lips slid down over
the head and down on the shaft a bit. He put his hand on my head and
said, "Go for it Joey! You know you want that big dick in your mouth
cocksucker! Do it Joey, suck that cock!!!"
His words, calling me a cocksucker, seemed to strike a wire in my head
and I plunged my mouth down onto his cock, sucking in as much as I
could before the head hit the back of my throat. I groaned and he
hissed and said, "Oh yeah, I knew you were hungry for some cock fag
boy! Yeah, that's it, make love to that big dick with your mouth boy!
Do it Joey, love that big cock!!!" I moaned as I slid in between his
legs fully, wrapping my arms around his hairy thighs as I slid my
mouth up and down on that hard man cock in my mouth. I was lost, lost
in the feel of it, the taste of it, the way it filled my mouth, the
heat of it. I applied suction and then, sucked up to the head slowly
and then, back down, sliding my lips over it again and again, loving
the feel of it in my mouth.
Carl was moving a little as I did this, his hips squirming a bit and
then, his hand pressed down on my head harder. He said, "Take it all
cocksucker! Take it all Joey, come on you little faggot, suck all of
that big man cock!" I moaned as he pushed my head down, forcing more
and more of his big cock into my mouth. I started to gag and he pulled
me back, but quickly shoved my mouth back down on it again. Each time
he would do this, I could feel the head slide to my throat, the
passage causing me to gag a bit. Then, he put both hands on my head
and thrust up with his hips at the same time he forced my head down
on his cock. I gagged, but fought it, breathing heavily through my
nose as it was crushed into his heavy dark bush around his cock.
I head every inch of his cock in my mouth and couldn't control myself
as I moaned on it, my throat humming against the hard meat filling me.
He groaned and said, "Oh yeah, oh baby! Do it Joey, do it you hot
little cocksucking faggot, take that big cock, take it all baby!!!" I
gasped as he began to work my head up and down, thrusting up with his
powerful hips at the same time. I held onto his manly hairy thighs,
lost in the sense of submitting to him as I took his cock fully into
my mouth and throat each time. Suddenly, he jerked my head back and
held his cock and wiped it over my forehead, down over my eyes, across
my nose, along my cheeks and my open lips and said, "Yeah, been
watching you Joey. Knew you were hot for some cock! Knew you wanted
to suck my dick, right Joey!? You wanted to suck this big cock, didn't
you fag boy!!?"
I moaned and bobbed my head and he held it and whipped his cock back
and forth across my cheeks, the hard meat almost hurting as he said,
"When I ask you a question faggot! You answer me! Now, you've been
wanting to suck this big cock for a long time, haven't you boy!!?" I
gasped, "Yes Carl, I have! I've wanted to suck your cock Carl!!" He
laughed and stood up and grasped my head and moved his cock to my
mouth and said, "Open wide then faggot! I want to fuck your face for
you!" I moaned in pleasure as he speared my wide open mouth with his
cock. I closed my lips around the hard muscle as he slid it in,
holding my head as he fed more and more of it to me. I moaned as I
felt the head touch the back of my throat, but relaxed and the big
head slid in easily as I stared up at him.
As he watched my mouth take all of his cock, he smiled and stroked his
hand through my hair and said, "Oh yeah, that's it Joey baby! Yeah,
swallow it all baby, take it all!!!" I moaned as he ground his hairy
cock bush into my face, crushing my nose the long curly hairs
surrounding his cock. He pulled my head back and watched as his long
hard shaft slid from my lips and then, back in again, as he put it all
the way in to the hilt. I moaned in pleasure each time his cock shaft
slid into my throat, wanting it so much. Maybe cause I hadn't had
cock in so long, maybe cause I had dreamed about seeing him naked like
this, maybe...! Oh shit, I forgot everything at that point, as he
grasped my head and began to pump his cock in and out of my mouth
fully!
In and out that big hard shaft slid over my lips, plunging into my
throat again and again. My lips were so tight around it, that the
movement into my mouth made a loud wet popping sound, as I breathed
heavily through my nose. He had a mirror in the room, right near the
exercise equipment and I could see us in it. I was on my knees, my
cock was tenting my shorts and I could see the wet spot where the head
poked into it. I looked up a little higher at the man I was
servicing, yeah, I immediately realized that I was doing that! His
hard, muscular body, not a muscle builder, just well built, powerful,
his skin covered in dark hair, his head, balding a little, but his
strong face, rugged as he stared down at me taking his cock. I looked
at my mouth, my lips red from sucking so hard, his cock sliding in and
out of them, my cheeks suctioning in each time he thrust down into my
throat.
The scene was so hot and I was enjoying the feel and taste of this big
man's cock, that I groaned, as my body took over. My hands clasped
themselves to his hard, hairy thighs tightly, as he pumped a little
faster, saying, "Yeah, you love that big dick, don't you fag boy!? Oh
yeah, suck me Joey, suck me good cocksucker, suck that dick like you
love it Joey! Oh yeah, oh yeah!!!!" I forgot about the images in the
mirror, as I concentrated on that hard shaft being fed to me. I
sucked, sucked hard and tight, my tongue playing along the underside,
to tease and press against the cum tube there. My throat was opened
wide as that big dickhead and part of the shaft slid into it over and
over. Suddenly, even Carl was caught up in the wild sex were having!
He grasped my head, forcing me to turn onto my ass and lean back
against the couch, as he knelt astraddle my shoulders, my head pushed
back as he fucked down into my mouth. I was looking up along his hard
hairy body as he leaned over me, his hands on the wall, his hips
pumping his cock to my sucking mouth. I loved it and stroked his
thighs, his belly, his chest, around to his ass, urging him on. I
grasped his balls, getting a tight hiss from him, as I sucked on that
life giving shaft as it filled my mouth over and over! Then, his
knees slid off the couch and he drove his hips hard down against me,
his cock burying itself in my mouth fully. Then, he shouted out some
guttural grunt, like some animal, as his cock exploded in my throat!
Hot wads of his cum shot into my stomach and I pulled my mouth back,
wanting him to fill my mouth. He barely moved as his body shivered and
shook, as he groaned over and over, as his cum filled my mouth,
threatening to overflow it. But I didn't want that! I wanted this
man's hot cum in me, his sperm, his man seed, the cream that I had
come to love and crave from a cock!! And boy, did I ever it get it!
Even though I tried not to let it happen, he was cumming so hard and
so much, I couldn't swallow it fast enough, as some oozed out the
sides of my tight lips. I could feel it on my cheeks and almost
passed out, knowing it was Carl's cum, a man's cum, running down my
cheeks.
Just then, my body shook and shivered and without being able to
control it, my cock shot in my shorts. I continued to suck on the
hard shaft in my mouth as my body reacted to the wild orgasm coursing
through it. Then, with a loud pop, Carl pulled his cock from my mouth
and stepped back, looking down at me with a strange wild look in his
dark eyes. I lay there, my head lolling back on the edge of the
couch, my face streaked with his cum as I gasped for air, and my body
still shook, as my shorts became spotted with my own cum. I stared up
at him, his body covered in a sheen of sweat, his chest heaving as he
leaned on the exercise bench behind him. His cock was still hard, or
seemed to be, as the red head was dripping a pearly strand. I watched
it for a bit, and looked up at him and then, leaned forward, sliding
my lips around the head of his big cock, and moaned as I slurped up
that long strand of man cum!!
He watched me for a few moments and then, slid his hand under my chin,
angling my head up. He smiled down at me and asked, "Did you like
sucking on my cock Joey!?" I didn't want to take it out of my mouth
to answer, so I closed my eyes and moaned on it, letting my tongue
play over it. He chuckled as he kept his hand on my head and let me
suck on his cock, as he said, "Yeah, I knew I'd seen a hungry
cocksucker Joey! Yeah, that first time you stared at my crotch! And
that first night while you were here with Mike and couldn't take your
eyes off my hot jock! Yeah, new you were wanting to suck it baby!" I
moaned again, pulling my face into his crotch, taking all of his shaft
down into my throat as I held my face crushed into his hairs, my hands
on his hips.
He chuckled as I did this and then, I pulled back and he pulled his
cock from my mouth. I stared up at him, my lips still red from
sucking, his cum still on my face. He said, "You know Joey. Boys
like you are special. Real special. Did you know that!?" I shook my
head and said, "No. No I didn't Carl. Why?" He chuckled as he picked
up his towel and wiped at the sweat on his body. He said, "Well, not
many young guys like to suck a man's cock. But, from what you just
did, I know you loved doing it! Didn't you? You really loved feeling
my big fucking cock in your mouth, didn't you cocksucker!!?" I gulped
and licked my lips as I stared at his softening cock and said, "Yeah,
I did Carl! I really loved sucking your cock!!"
He chuckled and reached over and grabbed his green shorts and pulled
them on as I stared at him. He said, "Well, we'll have to make sure
you get some more of it, won't we!?" I looked at him as he winked and
groped his crotch and I asked, "When Carl? When!?" He reached over
and ruffled my hair and said, "Soon baby, real soon! Now that I know
I got me a sweet cocksucking mouth in the neighborhood, I plan to use
it more! Oh yeah, a lot more! Would you like that Joey!? Would you
like to suck my cock a lot baby!?" I gulped again and said, "Oh Carl,
as much and as many times as you want me to. Oh Carl, I love your
cock!" He chuckled again and lifted me up with one hand under my left
arm. He reached down and patted my ass and said, "I know baby, I
know!"
He walked me to the door and as we got to it, he turned me around and
grabbed my hand. He shoved it into his shorts and said, "Take a hold
of it Joey!" I grasped his cock, feeling it harden a bit and he said,
"Now, I want you to remember the feel of that big dick! Dream about
it tonight Joey. Think about how it felt in your hand, in your mouth,
the way it shot my load to you! Remember how good you felt doing it
for me, sucking my dick, being my little cocksucker! My little fag
boy! Will you do that for me Joey!!?" I grasped his cock and said,
"Oh yes Carl! Oh yes!" He chuckled and said, "Pull my shorts down
and slide it into your mouth. Show me you mean what you say!!" I moved
to my knees in front of him and pulled his shorts down, my mouth
wrapping around his cock eagerly. He held my head and pumped a few
times and then, he said, "Oh well, I know you want another load baby!
Here you go! Gonna fuck your cocksucking mouth Joey!" I moaned as his
hands locked on my head and once again, that big cock was pumping in
and out of my mouth, over and over, deep into my throat. I moaned and
loved it, wanting it, making love to it with my mouth as he used my
mouth for his pleasure! I knew, I was definitely going to want more of
this big cock, oh yeah, more and more, and more!!"
Then, he started cumming, holding his cock deep in my throat as the
cum tube pulsed and shot his load to my throat, and down into my
stomach. Then, he pulled it back, letting me taste the last of his
load as it oozed out the pee hole. I ran my tongue around and around
his cockhead, tasting his cum drops, sucking hard to milk more from
it. Then, he pushed my head back and said, "Enough baby, enough!
Shit, you trying to suck it off!?" I sort of giggled a little as he
laughed and ruffled my hair and said, "You probably would if you could
wouldn't you Joey!? Yeah, suck it off, take it home to play with, to
suck on all the time, wouldn't you Joey!?" I smiled and licked out at
the head of his cock and said, "I sure would Carl! Oh man I loved to
just suck it and suck it and suck it!!"
He chuckled and said, "Well, you better get before someone gets
suspicious baby! Don't worry, I'll make sure you get some more
chances to work on my big cock cocksucker! Wouldn't want you to go
hungry now, would we!?" I smiled up at him and said, "No Carl, I
wouldn't!" He turned me around and slapped my butt hard and said,
"Now cocksucker, get your faggot ass out of here! Maybe next time,
we'll think of some other things you can do with my cock!" I went out
the door, laughing as I turned and smiled up at him. I walked across
the street, and as I walked up my driveway, I looked back and he was
still standing there, watching me. It made me feel real good that he
liked to watch me as I went into the house and tore for the bathroom.
I went in and locked the door and stripped off real quick and sat on
the commode. Stroking my cock till I had another wild climax,
remembering the taste of his cock in my mouth and the taste of his
cum, and his wild body over me! Oh man, I knew, I wanted more, oh
yeah, much more of that big fucking cock of his!!
That night in my bed, I had wild fitful dreams of Carl. Carl naked,
dancing in front of me teasing me with his cock. Carl, fucking my
mouth, his cock shooting on my face and all over my body. Carl,
holding me close to him, our bodies entwined wildly, as I played with
his big cock, stroking it, and then, licking it, sucking it and
tasting it. Carl, fucking my face with his cock, over and over and
over, till I woke up in the early morning, my undershorts wet with the
flood of my own cum. I got up and went to the bathroom and changed
into some fresh ones, but had to wash out the first as they were too
drenched with my cum. I went back to bed and lay there, my mind
whirling as I remembered what I had down with Carl.
The next day was hard for me as I hung around the front yard a lot,
trying to get a glimpse of Carl. It being Sunday, things were pretty
quiet and I decided to take a walk into the orange grove on the other
side of Carl's house. I walked in and got to a spot that gave me an
unobstructed view of the back of his yard as it was unfenced. I
watched as he came out and worked in his yard and stuff, and his wife
and Mike and his sister did things together. But my eyes were on Carl,
most of the time, watching how he moved in his clothes, the way his
crotch bulged and wanting to touch that bulge so bad! Finally, I had
to leave. I walked around the long way and went out to the street
through the break in between some fences at a neighbor's on the other
side.
As I walked between the fences, I heard some strange noises coming
from one side. I hugged the fence and found a place where there was an
opening. I looked around and no one could see that I was there as I
put my eye to the opening. The sight that greeted me, almost had me
crying out in surprise. On the patio of the house, a man was standing
next to a chair and in the chair was his wife. She was slowly sucking
his cock as he stroked his hands through her hair and said, "Oh honey,
that sure feels good! So good. Suck me baby, suck me Connie, suck
me!" I looked at the face of the woman, Connie, and was a little
surprised. She really wasn't enjoying what she was doing, but I could
tell she was doing it for the man. The man, his name was Jeff, and he
had been a fantasy stud of mine for a long time. Ever since that day I
saw him in the front yard in a pair of speedo like swim briefs as he
and his wife played around under a hose.
He was gorgeous. Hard muscled, lightly haired on the chest, and had a
line of dark hair that led from his bellybutton to his suit. I loved
the way his pecs were lightly haired, the nipples big and smooth and
the pecs nicely formed. I remembered how the suit hung on him at his
crotch, like the bulge of his cock and balls inside were going to pull
the suit down. I remembered catching a glimpse of his dark cock bush a
bit as the suit slid down further, just before he pulled it up. Now,
here I was, staring through the hole at his cock sliding in and out of
his wife's mouth and I was hard as a rock. His big, must have been
nine inches, cut cock was just as fantastic looking as I had ever
imagined. It was like a piece of marble, with blue veins streaking
through it as it glowed in the light from the sun each time it slid
out of his wife's mouth.
Without knowing why, I slid my pants open and let them slide to my
ankles as I watched him fuck his wife's mouth. I stroked myself, lost
in the wild scene as I stared from his beautiful cock and to his ass
and back to his cock again. I watched the muscles on his back and
hips work as he fucked his cock in and out of her mouth, and beat off
wildly. Then, when he was ready to cum, his wife pulled her mouth off
his cock and aimed it at the ground as she stroked it wildly and it
shot. Hot, white jets of cum shot from the end of his cock. Hard
jets, as his body shook and he thrust his cock out from his hips, his
wife's hand stroking it to milk the cum from it. Then, he stopped
cumming.
I had cum at the same time as he did, my cock straining as I painted
the wood of the fence in front of me, as my eyes never left that
shooting cock. Oh how I wished I was his wife just then, only, I
would have kept that big dick in my mouth and let him feed the cum to
me. I leaned against the fence as I watched his wife take a paper
towel and wipe the big dick clean and then, get up and walk towards
the house. I thought that Jeff would follow her, but he didn't. He
sat down in the lounge chair that she had left and stretched out on
it, naked. He sat there, slowly playing with his cock, his eyes
closed and I wished I were there, playing with that big dick. I
watched as it seemed to be growing harder, bigger as he played with
it.
Then, it was hard and he held it at the base and waved it back and
forth a few times and then, slowly, very slowly began to stroke it. I
watched mesmerized by his hand on that hard shaft as he worked up and
down on it. Then, as he got into the feeling of his hand on his cock,
he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. As he did, he spread his
legs wider and I could see his big balls hanging between his hot
thighs. Faster and faster his hand worked on his cock, the head a dark
ruby red by this time, as he moaned loudly and stroked and squeezed
his magnificent cock. I watched fascinated, lost in the sight of
another male beating his meat, my lips running back and forth over my
lips like crazy. Then, after a few more strokes, his hips lifted and
I heard him gasp out, "OHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHH!" And his cock shot
again, in large strands to hit on to his chest and stomach.
I couldn't believe the sight in front of me as this handsome man,
jerked his cock and came for me as I stared hungrily at him. Just
then, he was interrupted by his wife calling him. He took some of the
paper towel lying near by and wiped himself clean as he said, "Be
right there honey!" Then, I watched as he strode towards the patio
sliding glass doors, his hot muscular ass cheeks swaying and bouncing
as he went inside. I stole out of the break, after adjusting my
clothes and tore home. I went inside and sat down in my bedroom,
trying to get my heart to slow down, before I went out to talk to my
family. That day was hard for me as I still had the memory of Carl's
cock in my mouth and the sight of Jeff stroking off his big dick, not
to mention his wife sucking it! I went to be, my mind in a whirl as
the scene of Jeff's cock sliding in and out of his wife's mouth had me
dreaming it was my mouth!