Beginning of an on-Call Cocsucer

(so True)

I don't know how many men feel this way, but I have had this fascination with the thought of a hard cock or cocks. Size does not matter nor does the color, only the fact that a cock will stand up and becomes hard when most of the time that member is flaccid and hidden from view. But, when it is excited it stiffens and grows to something different, almost demanding.

In the good old days of porn and video stores, I would visit glory holes and supply my meat to the hole while watching the videos in the back booths. I always enjoyed the feeling of a mouth pulling on me while I cruised the different movies. A few times I would have a cock poke into my side and I would touch but never suck. I did some sword fighting and enjoyed rubbing the two cocks together. But I was always a receiver, not a giver.

However, all that changed, slowly at first, when my wife and I decided we wanted to try swinging. We met some couples, did some watching and eventually some swapping. While I loved taking another woman, I began, more and more, to watch my wife and the guy. I enjoyed watching a stiff cock enter her mouth and seeing her hungrily swallowing and sucking those stiff cocks. I would get more excited the more I watched and then she would get them off in her mouth, she is a swallower. Eventually we got to the point where I would invite just males and watch them fuck and suck. However, that changed with children.

I continued to scan the swingers sites seeing what was out there. Gradually I started paying attention to males more and more. And then I began to realize that it was their cocks that interested me, that and watching videos or revisited the pictures I took of her with a cock in her mouth. Suddenly I knew I had to try it.

After a few visits to booths, before they were shut down or the holes were covered, I decided to place an add in one of the sites.

"Older, married male seeking a position as an on-call cocksucker. Contact me if interested, you text saying you need relief and I will come over Etc." There was more but I cant remember all of it. I must also explain that while I lived in one big city, I worked at another smaller town several hours away, only coming home late Thursday or early Friday and returning to work Sunday evening.

And after several attempts, I had a message from a guy I will call Denver because he eventually moved there. He was around forty years old, divorced and had his own house. He later turned out to be what is termed a bi top. Anyway, he replied and expressed an interest in my proposition. I exchanged phone numbers, and after several emails he said he wanted a test run. I agreed and after setting the date and time when I was returning from work, he told me his address.

I still remember his text as I was driving back towards home. The text said he wanted sucked off, that I was to go in the dark house, lock the door, strip when I was in the house and then follow the instructions to where the dark bedroom was. Once there I would find him on the bed, nude and ready for me to begin sucking. I was warned he was above average in size and took a while for him to release his cum. I was also to swallow the load.

I followed the instructions and arrived at his place just before 10pm. The neighborhood was average middle class, smaller houses, not mansions people have to have now days and barely afford. There was a dim light above the front door. I was so nervous yet excited sitting there in the car looking at that door. I could feel my member stirring as I sent the text that I was parked outside. The reply came back in a few minutes that the door was unlocked and to come in.

Following instructions I opened the door and went into the dark living room lit only by a night light in the corner. It was a neat room. I was feeling so strange as I began to undress inside the door after locking it. When my pants came down I had a raging hard on and so nervous. Again, following the instructions I found the hallway and moved towards and open door in the dark.

A low hello greeted me as I entered the room and move to the bed. Climbing on it I touched bare legs. Without speaking, my hands slid up the legs until I touched his semi-hard meat. My right hand shaking, I grasped the cock and slowly lowered my mouth towards it. As my mouth closed around the head, he moaned.

The feeling of the cockhead between my lips was fantastic. There was the slight taste of precum on the slit. My tongue swirled around the head and I began to slowly pump with my hand. He did not get hard right away but I continued just tasting the tip with my tongue. I made circles around it with my tongue and would run it across the slit. And it did began to grow as he continued to moan.

I lowered my mouth along the shaft, trying to get as much of his cock in my mouth as I could and as it was only semi-hard I got most of it in my mouth. But as it grew, I had trouble keeping the shaft in my mouth. Its length forced me to pull back until it was at full length, stiff as a rail and only able to penetrate my mouth for the first five or so inches if that. (No, I can not deep throat, even today.) And it grew in thickness. I will guestimate it at 8 inches and very fat, almost the thickest I have ever seen, my hand around it barely touching fingertips. And I was loving it, my mind racing back to watching my wife suck cock and swallowing male cum. And I felt so nasty!

True to his word, he did not cum very quickly. That first time my jaws ached and my mouth hurt with the effort. To ease the ache, I moved down while stroking that monster and did my first job of licking a pair of balls. At first I just ran my tongue around them and heard his moans. When he had me switch from across his groin to kneel between his spread legs I was able to do a better job on his full nuts. And when he said to suck them I did by gently pulling each one into my mouth and let my tongue swirl them around my mouth. That was the first time a male put a hand on the back of my head and pulled my face into his groin. I did one ball at a time, feeling the texture and the slight amount of hair on my tongue.

Then I went back to that hard cock, taking it into my mouth, feeling it stretch my lips and pushing it to the back of my throat until the gag reflex began to start. Again and again, I follow this procedure, taking as much in my mouth as I could, fucking my face with his cock and loving the feel and every moment of it. I thought to myself I was now a real cock whore and cocksucker. I thought my wife would have loved sucking it and then having it shoved in her pussy.

And then the magic moment arrived. He groaned loudly and announced he was about to shoot his wad. He said "suck harder and faster" so I did moving my head up and down quickly. The length of him struck the back of my throat and retreated again and again. Then, like a hot porn movie, he grabbed my head, pulled me down on that cock, and began erupting in my mouth. His cum filled my mouth and probably some dripped out. It was such a huge load. He held his cock as deep as it would go and squirt after squirt jumped out of his cock.

I swallowed two or three times, gulping down his juice, feeling so nasty yet excited. I think I came a little because my cock, average size and smaller than his, was dripping fluid as he started going soft in my mouth. He did not let me pull off his cock but held me in place as it softened, and I licked the head. Eventually he released me and his soft cock popped out of my mouth telling me to stop as his cockhead was now too sensitive.

As he lay there, I reluctantly got up and left the room. I rubbed my softening cock and tasted the fluid on my fingers as I moved to the front door and dressed. Unlocking the door, I went to my vehicle and drove home, relishing the taste of the sperm in my mouth. And these meeting would continue for the next year, meeting once or twice a month as I awaited the text saying he need a blow job.

To be continued...