Hi all, Sean here again. My first story published
How I Became a Cocksucker
is the beginning of the journey of being a submissive cocksucker. This story is what went through my mind and what happened the following few days and the beginning of my series.
I don't remember leaving that night, I don't remember going home. I do know that I woke up at around 5am with a raging hard-on, the kind that almost hurts, because your cock is so hard for way too long. My hand was around it, and I was jerking off! The first thing I think of is Hank saying, "That's it you cocksucker you love this cock don't you?" I stopped instantly but didn't let go of my hard-on. The night was coming back to me I remember that text from JoJo, I remember his cock in my mouth. I remember sucking his cock and asking him for his cum. All while my cock is twitching in my hand with every thought. As the nights events flood my head, I looked down at my hard cock and exploded. I truly can't remember cumming so hard in my life.
I got up still foggy and hungover, so needing a cup of coffee. As I sat in my kitchen, I felt shame and immense guilt. How the fuck did that just happen, I gave a guy head last night and he came in my mouth. I think I begged him to, I remember him fucking my face, and telling me I was a good cock sucking bitch. I tried to justify it in my head, I was drunk, I had no choice, he made me. Then I thought, he isn't all that much bigger than me, I could have stopped him, pushed him away and just left, why didn't I just leave?
It is Sunday, and I made some breakfast all the time remembering more and more what happened last night. I actually begged him for his cock, I licked the precum off his fingers. I told him I wanted his, "Hot Load In My Mouth". I was begging him for his cum and telling him I am going to eat it. I still thought how the fuck could this happen? I never thought about sucking a cock, swallowing a man's cum, begging for it. It was more what I fantasized about, a women begging me for my cock, begging for my cum, begging me to feed her. Me too shy to say, "suck that cock you lil cocksucker, take it all, that's it you want my hot load in your mouth, don't you, cocksucker?" That is what he called me, cocksucker. WTF. I did my best to stop thinking about it and feeling so ashamed, tried to keep busy as mush as possible and went to sleep that night trying to forget about what actually happened.
The next day was Monday and I woke up again with my hand around my hard cock, and almost hearing Hank call me a good lil cocksucker over and over again. I looked down and saw the precum pouring out of my cock I without thinking wiped it up with my finger and shoved it in my mouth. I lost myself in that moment, I was jerking off like crazy, all the time thinking and remembering his cock in my mouth. I am now staring at my own cock, my mouth is so wet with saliva that I almost drooling, thinking, I wish I could get that in my mouth. It took less than a minute and I was exploding, all over my stomach and on my hand, my immediate reaction was to wipe it up and shove my fingers in my mouth. I went so far as to have my cum covered fingers just inches from my mouth, and then thought WTF, stop! I got up ran quick for the shower and started to think about work.
The morning went by fast, I was so busy with work nothing else consumed my mind. Lunch time comes and I decided to go to an often frequented deli. It was walking distance that I have done 100's of times. In that 10 minute walk, I thought about what happened this morning, I licked my precum off my finger, I almost ate my own cum, what is going on. I need to stop this, I am not gay, I am not a cocksucker. The guilt and shame was taking over, I had no choice, he made me, I didn't like, want, or ask for it. I ate my lunch not even realizing I ordered and was ready to leave because I was so consumed with my thoughts. I returned to work and finished out the day.