Date: Fri, 19 Jun 2015 00:43:35 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Moment of Weakness Part 1

Moment of Weakness (part 1)

This story was inspired by a hot picture that became the setting for the
temptation scene in part 1.  Little did I know that a moment's weakness
would change my life!  I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.

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In my heart I have been a cocksucker all of my life.  I was only 19, so it
wasn't a very long life, but as long as I could remember I was drawn to
cocks.  Perhaps it was in reaction to my being told not to play with myself
as a child.

It felt good, and the fact that I wasn't supposed to do it made it even
more attractive.  I wondered about other guys cocks – would they be the
same?  As young kids some of the boys in the neighborhood would show me
theirs if I showed mine.  We even touched each other, which felt wonderful,
despite being too young to cum.

For reasons I cannot explain, as a young boy I wondered what it would be
like to take a cock into my mouth.  That was long before I knew about
blowjobs, but was certain that it was very taboo.

As I grew I learned that guys who played with other guys cocks were called
queer or homo or faggot, and were considered abnormal.

I held my interest in cocks, but kept it to myself.

When I went through puberty and started looking at skin magazines and
readying dirty stories, I learned that cocksucking was actually a sexual
act and there could be no worse insult than to call a guy a cocksucker.
When I finally was able to climax I watched my seed shoot out, wondering
what it would be like to have someone shoot into my mouth.

Cocksucking soon became my favorite jackoff fantasy, and I would generally
cum as I my fantasy guy unloaded in my mouth.  It was really arousing, but
as soon as I would cum I would feel the most terrible guilt!

I would feel so ashamed and wonder what it would be like if everybody knew
my secret desires.  After a few minutes the feeling subsided, and didn't
return until my next climax.

I would looked a skin magazines of men and women, and imagined that I was
the woman sucking the big cock.  The magazines aroused me even more than my
imagination.

One day I went to an adult book store and found that their magazines were a
lot more explicit than the drug store magazines.  I looked at the covers of
hundreds of them.  They were wrapped in plastic so I couldn't page through
them, but could look at the front and back cover, which left nothing to the
imagination.

As I moved from aisle to aisle I came to the gay section.  I was mesmerized
to see magazines with pictures of men sucking men.  I searched around and
found a magazine that featured women getting facials and then picked up a
gay blowjob magazine and put it underneath and went to the counter.

When the guy at the counter saw the gay magazine he smiled and I blushed.
While he was a complete stranger, it still bothered me that he had figured
out my kinky desires.

This was the story of my sex life.  I dated girls and liked them a lot, but
found myself thinking about cocksucking.

I really, really wanted to suck a cock, but was terrified to try.  I read
personal ads on craigslist and actually answered a few, but chickened out
before meeting.

One day I was in a local shopping mall and had to take a leak.  The rest
rooms were tucked away behind the stores and difficult to find.  I had to
ask at the information desk to find the men's room.  I walked in and saw a
row of stalls and sinks, but no urinal.  I walked to the end of the stalls
and saw a urinal.  I noticed a hole several inches in diameter in the stall
wall.  I thought it was so guys sitting in the stall could watch others
piss.  That was ok with me, since I loved to look at cocks too.

As I pissed, I heard something next to me and was surprised to see a cock
extending through the hole – it was semi erect and very nice looking.  I
was mesmerized by the sight of this cock so wonderfully offered to me!

I took it in my hand and gently squeezed it, feeling it grow.  It was hot
and red from all the blood engorged in it.  I wondered what it would be
like in my mouth, and as I did, I involuntarily found myself dropping to my
knees.  The head of the cock was now inches from my mouth, and I gently
kissed the head, and then opened my mouth and took it in.

I couldn't believe what was happening!  It just seemed to happen as if I
were not in control of myself at all.  As I held the hot cock in my mouth I
marveled at how wonderfully it fit into my mouth – as if cocks and
mouths were supposed to be together!

He started to move in and out of my mouth, which made me realize that I
needed to suck and make him cum – not just hold him in my mouth.  Being
inexperienced I was probably very awkward.  Sometimes he would push to the
back of my throat and I would gag.  This caused me to pull back a little –
I wanted to suck him off – not puke all over!

I felt like I was living in a dream world when I felt his cock enlarge a
bit more, and then begin pumping his load into my mouth.

The taste was unlike anything I had ever experienced – it was very
strong and vile tasting.  I felt like I wanted to puke, and quickly pulled
off, spit into the urinal and flushed it.  I quickly left the men's room,
returning to the shopping area with a bad taste in my mouth.

I was also aroused and had to hold my coat in front of me so others would
not see the bulge in my pants.  I sat on a bench and thought about what had
just happened.  After all these years of wanting to suck I finally did and
it was wonderful!  I truly regretted that it had taken me so long for this
to happen, and wished that I had started years ago.

The taste in my mouth stopped feeling bad, and I began to regret that I had
spit instead of swallowed.  I went home and later to bed.  I found myself
wishing that I had swallowed, and resolving that if I ever had another
chance that I would swallow without hesitation.

I drifted off to sleep knowing that now I was truly a cocksucker.

The next day I returned to the mall, hoping to find the cock to suck again.
I entered the men's room and found nobody offering their cock.
Disappointed, I thought about answering more craigslist ads, but then
realized that I was several hours earlier today than I was yesterday.

I decided to return at the same time, just in case my guy kept regular
hours.

Upon my return I walked up to the urinal and was glad to see the cock
extend through the hole.  I recognized that beautiful cock and was glad it
was the same person.  I stroked it to erection before dropping to my knees
and sucking him.  I knew I was still very unskilled, but I tried moving my
tongue around his cock while I sucked, and he responded well.  It was such
a wonderful feeling to hold that manly organ in my mouth.  Soon he was
cumming and I immediately started to swallow and found that I only got a
little bit of the flavor that way.  I felt a lot better finishing the
blowjob with swallowing.  This time I was not as nervous, and found myself
whispering "thank you."

I got up and left the men's room, hoping that I could keep coming back for
more.

I returned home and as I lay in bed I had such a wonderful feeling of
accomplishment – it was like I had achieved my life's dream!

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To be continued ...

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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