Date: Tue, 13 Dec 2011 13:52:54 -0800 (PST)
From: Mr Mike <kingotbass@yahoo.com>
Subject: Re: Confessions of a Str8 Cocksucker 2

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Confessions of A Straight Cocksucker 2: Mikey

Welcome back dear reader! Since you're reading this, I'll assume you
enjoyed part one! I hope you'll enjoy this confession too. As usual, the
names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent.

In part one, I mentioned Mikey. He was a really cute, small framed,
effeminate boy with the most amazing ass...and an amazing cock too! In
retrospect, if I knew then what I know now, I would've let him top me! But
some things we learn with age.

As I stated in part one, I first really noticed Mikey one day in high
school when a friend and I had stopped by his house to score some pot from
his sister. Mikey, as I stated before, had longish brown hair and the
sweetest little ass and was wearing a pair of cute little white
shorts. Being a self-professed heterosexual (with some decidedly
unheterosexual tastes), he most definitely caught my attention. Alas, I was
still too unsure of my own sexuality at the time to act on it...hell, I
don't think I would've know how to even start the conversation!

As I also stated, Mikey and I had a P.E. class together and you can bet
your boots I took advantage of those P.E. showers to check out that ass! To
this day I can picture it like it was in front of me now! It was so nicely
rounded yet firm, almost girly (like the rest of him). He had a thin
frame...almost no muscles at all...but as I noticed in those all-too-short
showers, the boy was hung like a mule! Soft, it had to be 8 inches long and
thick. His balls were smallish and he had a cute, thick tuft of dark brown
pubes. To keep myself from popping a chubby in the P.E. showers, I would
have to force myself to think of what a certain fat girl we went to school
with looked like naked. It did the trick every time!

As it turned out, Mikey was a good friend's cousin. I used this knowledge
to my advantage one evening. I had been out of school for about 6 months. I
had moved to New York for about 2 months to make it big in the music
business (3 guess how THAT turned out!) and had spent 2 dismal months at a
college that I hated with a passion. So I dropped out and moved back to the
old hometown.

I took an apartment in the downtown area which, to my pleasant surprise,
was about a block away from the town's one and only gay bar. Being young
and well built (not to mention a damned sight cuter than I had imagined I
was at the time), I was often the target of gay guys of all ages, races,
shapes and sizes cruising the area. As I've always identified as
"straight", none had a chance. Well...almost none.

One night, I was walking down the street to a local dive bar, I ran into
Mikey on his way to the gay bar. I figured it was now or never, so I
stopped him, asking "Hey, aren't you so & so's cousin?" It seemed as
innocent an opening line as any...and it worked. He looked right at me,
smiled and answered that he was. I forced a little bit of small talk, the
usual who's moved, who's stayed behind, who's seeing who, the usual small
town gossip.

Finally, sensing that we might run out of things to talk about, I decided
to go for it. I asked, "Hey man, it's none of my business but...are you
gay?" I told him that I'd always heard that in school and was 'curious'.
He laughed a little and said that yes in fact, he was. He then asked if I
was. I laughed it off and said "No way man. To each their own but I don't
go that way". Then I decided I'd test the waters a bit more. "Between you
and me man, if a guy wanted to suck my dick, I might let him...that doesn't
make ME gay, right?" He just kept his eyes on me and gave me a smirking
little laugh. I guess I kept rambling on about and he finally stopped me.

"Well" he started "If a guy had a buzz on and another guy sucked his dick
and maybe got him to fuck his ass, I guess he'd still be straight
afterwards...but having never been with a straight guy, I can't say for
sure". Then he asked if I wanted to go for a couple of beers. And there was
that smirk again.

I told him I wasn't going to any gay bar (the Mr. Macho routine! HA!) so he
went along with me to the dive bar. It was a cheap old man corner bar, with
cheap beer and just as cheap booze. There never seemed to be any more than
a handful of people in there, so we just grabbed a booth in the back and
got to talking.

"Ya know, for a straight guy, you seem pretty interested in the subject of
gay sex" he said. I rambled something about just being 'curious'...which
brought about that smirk again. We drank close to a 6 pack each and he
started asking about what kind of girls I like, what I like sexually,
etc. I had a strong feeling this was going somewhere!

After one more round, Mikey asked if I wanted to go back to his place to
smoke a joint. Now in all honesty, I've never really liked pot. It clogs my
sinuses and usually gives me a headache...but I figured this was a definite
"in". And I also had the feeling that Mikey was going to try to get in my
pants, so I figured what the heck...it wouldn't hurt to go back to his
place.

Oh geez! I haven't even told you what he was wearing have I? Well, it
wasn't much...which was A-OK with me! He was just wearing a sleeveless
midriff t-shirt, tight little Daisy Duke cutoffs and flip flops. And on the
walk to his place, you better believe I lagged a step behind getting an
eyeful of that ass every chance I could. I think he picked up on that
too. OK, so I'm Mr. Obvious! Sue me!

When we got back to his place, he started rolling a joint. I told him that
I really wasn't in to pot that much and that it usually gave me a
headache. "Oh...well we don't want THAT! Might give you an excuse not
to..." he trailed off. I asked him 'not to what?' and he just laughed. He
asked if I could handle one more beer or would I prefer something
stronger...I opted for just a beer (creature of habit I am...to this very
day!). We were sitting on his couch with the TV on and he asked if I liked
porn. I mean really...what 18 year old doesn't? I laughed and told him to
sure, go ahead, put some on.

At first I was surprised. The porno he put on appeared to be good old
fashioned straight porn. Good looking guy, better looking gal, doing the
deed, no plot, unbearable dialogue. OK yeah, I was getting a hard on...but
I was 18...and I was thinking about the 'whens' and 'ifs' Mikey were going
to do something.

Mikey was enjoying his joint when all of a sudden he chokes out "Here's
where this movie gets interesting!", then he coughed out a big lungful of
pot smoke. I turned back to the video and another guy had joined the
couple. I'd seen MMF videos and was never too interested...but wait a
minute...the 2 guys were getting friendlier than one might have guessed!
More than just 'crossing swords'! Within minutes, these two video
Valentinos were all over each other, blowing each other, sucking dicks &
nuts and fucking each other! The gal in the video just laid back and
squealed things like "Yeah baby! Fuck him!" while diddling herself with her
fingers. I was ready to pop!

Mikey asked what I thought of the scene, and he had that smirk on his face
again. I told him it was pretty hot and I figured now was a possible in for
me. "Man, I hope you don't mind but I gotta do something about this" I said
as I grabbed the bulge in my crotch.

"Be my guest!" he giggled. "If you want, I can help you out" he said as his
hand started rubbing my hard on through my jeans. Little did he know (or
maybe he did, I dunno) that this was just what I wanted.

Mikey moved a little closer but never let go of my crotch. He was rubbing
and squeezing and telling me how nice and hard and hot my dick felt through
my jeans. "Let's get him out of there so I can really take care of him!" he
seemed to moan. I was A-OK with that idea and as I started to unzip, he
moved my hand away and he did it for me. He unbuttoned my jeans and slowly
unzipped them. The then started feeling me up through my briefs. Yep, it
was the early 80s and I was still a tighty whitey guy! I started to arrange
myself so I could take my pants down and as soon as I did, Mikey was
sliding my underwear down. He was ready for me, that was for sure!

I'm sure the movie was still playing but a brass band could've been playing
in the room and I wouldn't have noticed! I was too busy enjoy the handjob
Mikey was giving me and thinking about how much I wanted to fuck his sweet
little ass. He was alternating between fast strokes and slow strokes and
just driving me crazy. He put his face in my crotch and started to lick my
dick and damn, how I kept from blowing my wad in his face right then and
there is beyond me.

Before continuing, he slowly stood up and told me that he really needed to
get more comfortable. It seemed like his shirt just vanished and he slowly
and seductively took his shorts off. There, just inches from my face was
what had to be 9-10" of young, hard man wood! My jaw dropped and I'm pretty
sure my eyes bugged out of their sockets. Mikey just stood there, slowly
stroking his cock with one hand and playing with his nipple with the other.

"Do you like it?" he asked. I was speechless and I think I just nodded like
a dummy. "So go ahead...touch it if you want to", Mikey said with that
little smile on his face. The look in his eyes told me that he was gonna do
pretty much whatever he wanted with me...and I was A-OK with it!

I tenuously reached out and took that amazing dick in my hand. It was warm
and hard as a rock. I instinctively started to stroke him, all the while
stroking myself. Mikey moved closer to me. It was obvious that he was
enjoying the attention I was giving to his massive cock. Gently, he put his
hand on the back of my head and pulled my face closer and closer to his
dick. "Kiss it", he said in a voice just above a whisper. So there I sat
with my dick in one hand, Mikey's dick in the other, his hand on the back
of my head and my lips kissing my way up and down the shaft of that mighty
member. I started to lick it and he moaned.

I let go of my own dick and pulled him closer to me, all the while licking
up and down his shaft. I started to lick around the head of his cock, which
was becoming gooey with pre cum, and decided to go for it. I put his dick
in my mouth and started to suck on it. Slowly at first, just gobbling
around the head, then slowly taking as much of him in my mouth as I
could. I started to bob up and down on him and he moaned and bucked in
rhythm with me. "Oh yes! Suck it! Suck my dick!", he said louder and
louder! He started to shove that monster down my throat. I was gagging but
I kept sucking on it. I started to stroke what wasn't in my mouth with one
hand while feeling that sweet little ass with the other. I found myself
pulling him even closer, making myself gag on his huge prick.

Faster and faster we went until he exclaimed "I'm gonna cum!" at which
point he backed off from me a bit and jerked himself until he came all over
my chest. I never in a million years thought I'd have a guy's spunk all
over me and I never even considered what happened next.

Mikey took his hand a scooped as much of his cum off of me as he could and
started to coat my dick with it! "I want you to fuck me!" he panted as he
lowered himself onto my more than ready cock. I felt the head of my dick
press against his asshole and then POP in it went. He was so warm and so
tight! He straddled me, riding me like so many girls had done before...but
this felt almost better. I could feel his cock against my stomach, getting
hard again.

Again, we were in rhythm with each other, me thrusting into him and he
thrusting against me, faster and faster. I held onto him tightly, kissing
and nibbling at his body as we fucked. I knew I wasn't going to last much
longer but I tried to hold off cumming as long as I could. This all just
felt too good! Finally, I thrusted as far into him as I could and held him
against me while I shot load after load into his sweet, tight ass. He just
sort of collapsed against me, quivering, moaning and kissing my face. "Damn
that was good!" he puffed breathlessly into my ear.  I just smiled, huffing
and puffing a bit myself, as I held him tight. My now flacid dick had slid
out of him, and I could feel some of our juices oozing out of him. He
excused himself to go get a couple of towels while I sat there and lit a
cigarette.

He came back into the room a minute later, with a towel for each of us. We
sat and talked and played with each other a bit. "So, are you still
straight or are you gay now?", Mikey joked with me. I laughed and told him
that I was pretty sure I was still straight but would definitely be up for
more of that anytime he wanted.

"How about now?" he asked with his usual smirk...and we went at it all
night long. He sucked me, I sucked him, I fucked his ass until it was
swollen. He made it clear that he wanted to fuck me but I'll admit it, I
was too scared to even think about letting him put that monster inside of
me! I did, however, let him finger fuck me a bit. If only I knew then what
I know now! I would have rode him like a bucking bronco!


I hope you enjoyed this story. Like I said, I'm a straight cocksucker. We
do exist and maybe, just maybe, you've met us. Or will meet one of us
soon. I'll write more soon!