This fantasy has been growing inside of me all of my life to the point where now, as a man, husband, dad in my mid-40s and more comfortable with myself, I can actually write the words out loud: I want to have sex with another man. I don't see it as the kissing or caressing kind. It's the put-his-cock-in-my-mouth kind. I give his big, beautiful full-headed cock the attention it has always yearned for. I begin by cupping my mouth around the warm and silky mushroom head, tongue going around it and ever so slightly into the head's hole. "This is really happening," I gasp silently inside myself, as I look at the man above me with lusty confidence, and purposefully plunge between his legs, spreading and slightly lifting them to allow me to work. I kiss and suck his balls, at the same time nuzzling his cock with the side of my face against his inner thigh. I look at him again, but he doesn't see me. His head is back and his eyes closed.
I feel his hands on the back of my head, gently but firmly guiding me back to the tip of his now fully hard cock. I put my mouth back on the still-glistening, purpling head and look down the barrel of his perfectly straight and veiny cock. I loosen my mouth from around the head and take him further, guiding myself down the shaft, feeling the contours of the penis like little speed bumps. I suppress a gag reflex, eyes slightly teary, as my face reaches his trimmed pubic mound. I breath in his must from my nose. I tighten my mouth and throat muscles around all of the cock. I hear a moan from above. I relax my muscles and slowly glide back up his cock, releasing him from deep inside my throat and mouth. The feeling is even more intensely pleasurable in this direction, the ridges of his penis feeling somewhat different leaving my mouth, almost like another cock (yes, please!) altogether.
