My time with Char. Part 6
I was gay. I knew it. I liked dick more than pussy and I couldn't get enough of Char. I couldn't get enough of sucking his cock, tasting his cum and on occasion having him fuck my ass with his perfect cock. There was no denying it. And even though I can't ever recall seeking men out or being fascinated by men prior to him, I know I did after him. I even pondered on my garage experience so many years back and realized as nervous and out of the ordinary it was, it was a huge turn on and opened the door for things to come.
For our six-month anniversary Char and I decided to go on a romantic weekend away. He booked us a private cabin up in the mountains near the national park. He picked me up and as I got into his car, he handed me a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates. We drove the 3 hours plus to the outskirts of the national park, where we arrived in this quaint little "antique shopping and restaurant" style town.
It was a cozy cabin with a rustic outdoors feel. It had a big front porch, a large front room, a big master bedroom overlooking the hills. A large eat-in kitchen and a giant hot tub outside on the deck. The bedroom was magnificent with a large wooden post bed, which was oversized, a lounge chair inside of it and mirrors mounted on the walls in specific areas that made the room seem bigger. It was very romantic and very heartwarming.
It wasn't long until we were cuddled in on the couch sipping wine, holding each other and whispering sweet nothings, when I wanted his cock. This weekend I planned on having him cum inside of me without protection. It was one of my biggest fantasies with him and considering he had nothing but long-term gay relationships and he was my first gay sex, I wasn't worried about anything. But before we even got there, I wanted to start sucking his cock and not finish until the long weekend was over.
As the hormones engulfed me and my desires heightened, I whispered in his ear, "Char I want you."
I slid down off of the couch and without a word slid up and in-between his legs. I reached out and unbuckled his buckle and his pants button, pulling them down from his hips. Char was wearing a black man thong and his bulging cock and balls sat so perfect inside it. It was exciting to see him wearing something different than his boxers and quite a turn on. I rubbed my hand up and down over the material feeling his throbbing cock nestled deep inside them. But I didn't want t just feel it or hold it I wanted to suck it.
"What do you want to do?" Char asked.
"I wanna suck your dick!" Flowed from my mouth.
Char lifter his hips and I slid his man panties off releasing his hardening cock. I leaned forward wrapping may hand around it. Just holding it. Feeling it pulse in my palm, watching it get harder and longer with each passing second. In my mind I was thinking I love cock! No doubt about it! I love dick. I want dick! And I like sucking dick!
I leaned my head down and slid his throbbing cock into my mouth. His moans filled the room as my head bobbed up and down on him.
"Oh yes Danny, suck it. Fucking suck, it!" Spewed from his mouth.
My cock was deep inside my pants hard as a rock and already wanting to cum. I sucked him as hard and as deep and tightly as I could. Just taking every bit of him deep into my throat feeling his head move and twist in my mouth as my tongue swirled around it. Feeling him getting harder and harder as his cock got more and more wet with my saliva. I pulled his cock from my mouth stroking it with my hand, looked up at him and whispered, "I want to suck this all weekend!"
Char smiled, his eyes warmed and my heart throbbed as his hard cock was in my hand, while my hard cock was being pinned down in my pants. I leaned back down and slid him right back into my mouth. I bobbed up and down as hard as I could, almost gagging myself on his cock. I wanted to suck the cum out of him and just keep going swallowing load after load. I needed it! I wanted it and I wanted him up my ass!
It didn't take me long and before I even imagined he was ready, he started cumming in my mouth. The thrill was overwhelming. His hot juices squirting into the back of my throat, as his big thick cock was sliding in and out of my mouth. "Danny! Holy fuck Danny!" He screamed out as he shot squirt after squirt of cum down my throat.
"Danny, you need to fuck me." He cried out, as I was fumbling to get my cock out to stroke myself.
"Later baby," I spoke. "We got all weekend and I just wanted to keep sucking your dick and get you off again."
I bobbed up and down on him for a few more minutes util he finally pulled my head away from his dick, whispering, "I need a break."
That was the first time I had given him a blow job without getting one back or fucking him. And I liked it! I had no problem blowing him with no return. I was becoming more and more fascinated with dick and cum and sucking dick. I actually got more turned on sucking him off, then times when he'd suck me off. And even thought I was horny as hell and wanted to continue blowing him, I held off. I wanted to be the cock sucking bitch this weekend and cum only when I had to.