A number of years ago my wife and I were visiting a bar in New Zealand. We were there for the Christchurch Fetish Ball and were dressed in our finest latex. I look around the club after ordering our drinks and along a wall was a bench. On the bench was a couple dressed in their amazingly sexy latex outfits. He sat on the bench and she was on the floor between his legs sucking his cock.
The first thought I have is I'd love to be on my knees sucking a cock too. You see, I am a proud and very horny cocksucker and love being watched. Because of my love of latex and craving for cock this image is as clear today as it was in person ten years ago.
Fast forward to today. I dream of entering a bar, a gay bar. I order a drink and look to find a place to sit. I notice an older man looking my way and he gestures for me to sit with him. There is no small talk. He takes my hand and moves it under the table to his cock. He is hard and ready. Again, with no words spoken, he takes his other hand and places it behind my head and pulls me down toward him. I know what he wants. I get down on my knees, under the table, between his legs. I get the first look at his beautiful cock. It is glistening with pre-cum. He takes his cock and slaps my face again and again. He then rubs it over my face and across my lips. I've opened my mouth to take him in but he continued to tease me by making me bob and weave trying to capture the object of my desire. I do so crave him in my mouth and down my throat but he is in control. This will be on his terms. It is clear that I am here to serve him and satisfy his desires.
"I finally ask , May I please taste and suck his magnificent cock?"
He continues to toy with me.
"He says, you need to speak louder now so all in the bar can hear."
At this point I am so in need for his cock.
"With the loudest voice I can speak, Sir, you have a beautiful cock. May I please have the honor of sucking that magnificent cock."
