Sometime when things are just so, some man tell us to do things and we lack the will power to resist our little nasty urges. We who suck know that feeling, or sometimes discover it unexpectedly.
For me it was at an airport. I once went to the DFW airport because I'd heard there were hookers working the bars of the big hotels there. I was in a hotel bar when I figured out that there were no hookers around. The place was kinda deserted and I ended up sitting at the bar beside a guy named Frank from Chicago. He bought me drink and we chatted for a couple of minutes about sports and what have you and then told me, "I came down to the bar for a blowjob."
When I told him, "Good luck. There's no hookers around," he just laughed and said, "No dummy, you're gonna do it."
I kept shaking my head, "NO," but I still got up when he did and followed him to the elevator and on up to his room. Needless to say, Frank had me pegged and I learned something about myself that changed my life.
There was nothing remarkable about Frank. He was just an average looking guy. About five foot eight, one hundred and forty pounds, starting to go bald, a slight paunch. The kind of guy that you'd pass on the street and not even notice.
In the room I just stood there like a dummy and watched Frank strip and then lay down on the big queen size bed. He wasn't any more impressive naked than he was with his clothes on. Soft he was about three inches long about a third of which was head and the rest wrinkled foreskin.
He never even raised his voice or talked aggressive but in his room I was powerless to resist him. When he told me to strip and join him, I quickly unbuttoned my shirt and let it slid off onto the floor. As I was unzipping my slacks he used his thumb and forefinger to slowly stroke himself. Kicking off my loafers, I lowered my slacks and stepped out of them. Now stripped down to my jockeys and climbed up on to the foot of the bed.
I paused there on my hands and knees and stared. This was the first time I'd ever seen and an adult cock so I was puzzled. I was naïve at the time and didn't know what a 'grower' was so I was curious about it sudden growth. Raising his right foot, Frank rested it on my left shoulder and then brought it down and rubbed it around on my chest. When he raised it to my face my cheeks turned scarlet from embarrassment but without being told I kissed the sole and sucked on his toes.
Straightening out his leg, Frank bent it at the knee, hooking it behind my head and pulling my head toward his crotch. I was surprised to see that his three inches had grown to over six. His foreskin was pulled back so tight that he looked circumcised. Exposed, his mushroom shaped head was slightly bigger than the shaft.
Knowing what was expected of me I kinda dove in, so to speak as I ran my tongue down the full length of his shaft and to his balls. My supple tongue flicked rapidly across his balls, licking them all over and then sucking them into my mouth. Frank moaned, "Uuuugh," and arched his back up towards me as I worked his cum swollen balls.
