One Step to Gay

I was dating... no, we didn't date, we just fucked. I was fucking a married woman in my younger days. It was long ago enough that there was no texting, or if I remember correctly you had to pay to text. I'm not even sure I had a mobile phone then, I had a "land line" phone. Occasionally this woman would call me during the week and ask if she could come by for a quick fuck before work. I never said no. One time she called and said, "leave your door unlocked and lay on your bed naked. I'll be there in about fifteen minutes."

I heard the door to my house open. To be honest I was a little apprehensive about what was going to happen. She had never asked me to just leave the door unlocked and be naked. Anyway, I heard the door open and the I heard her disrobing in the hall. She wasn't a big woman. She was about 5'4" tall and might have weighed 110 lbs. She had perky B cup breasts and large areola and nipples. She also had the best tasting and best feeling pussy I have ever had, before or sense.

Anyway, she eventually bursts through the doorway of my bedroom in what you might even describe as a sprint. She launched herself onto my bed, crawling up between my legs. With a big smile she maneuvers herself into a position where she is straddling my head between her thighs.

"Eat my messy pussy, bitch."

She more often than not would talk to me that way before, during, and after sex. At work she was always professional. I thought nothing of it and dove right in. I was sucking and licking, she was so messy I was even having to swallow what entered my mouth.

After several minutes she started giggling before she asked "Can you taste him?"

I knew immediately what she meant. Her husband had fucked her that morning and she was getting off on having me eat her used pussy. More to her surprise than mine I just simply replied "Tastes like pussy to me."

The look on her face went from surprise to lust in 1.2 seconds and then she said "Yeah bitch, clean up that messy pussy. Swallow all that cum."

All that did was get me even more excited. I moaned to let her know I liked what she was saying. I then concentrated on doing the things I know she liked. Between her mental excitement of making me eat her husband's cum to the physial stimulation I provided, she came hard.

I didn't give her time to recover. I flipped her onto her back and proceeded to give her an enthusiastic fucking. Shortly, I exploded with my own load into that sweet pussy.

"You're a freak." I said in an almost whisper.

"Yes I am. Now clean up your mess." She again straddle my head, lowering her cum filled pussy on my lips. "I don't want to carry your mess around all day. Clean it good."

From that day on, every morning she had sex with her husband I would get a visit. At first the thrill of me eating her messy pussy was so much for her that she was having sex almost daily with her husband just so she could make me clean it up. She even started calling me her "cum sucking pussy cleaner." This went on for almost three years. The first couple months it was almost a daily thing but it soon tapered off to once or twice a week in the mornings. But from then on she always made me clean up my own messes.

The result of eating all that cum was I started thinking "what would it be like to get it from the source?" I started looking for opportunities to find out. I was so afraid to pursue that desire that it took several months for me to recognize the opportunities that were out there and then act on them.

The first one I acted on was only because it couldn't be more obvious unless this coworker just said "I want to suck your cock." Even more thrilling for me is he was a good looking black guy from work that women and men both would call attractive. He had flirted with me before but I never thought much of it because I figured he was out of my league.

One day just the two of us were walking somewhere together and he said "You have a sexy butt." I was very surprised by his compliment but recovered enough to say "Yes it is."

He didn't pursue the conversation and I didn't know how to, or was afraid to. I wanted to say something similar in return or even make a comment about the big bulge that always filled the front of his pants. I was afraid if I said that it would be a stereotypical racist type of comment he would get upset about. I had a hundred reasons in my head not to pursue it as aggressively as I really wanted to.

Well, the rest of the day I kicked myself because he never said anything else about my butt or in any way flirted with me. I thought I ruined my chance. Since it was a Friday and I wouldn't see him for a few days, I would seek him out before he left for the day and do some overt flirting to let him know I was interested in sucking his dick.

Instead, when I saw him just before he left I called out his name and almost ran to where he was. Another coworker appeared before I could say anything. His focus was on me because I called his name but now that there was another person I just said some stupid awkward bullshit like "I, uh, just wanted to say. Have a good weekend." I looked down at his bulge but then quickly back up to his face.

"Thanks, I don't have anything planned but hopefully that will change."

I felt my cheeks flush as I replied "Cool, I hope it does." Again I glanced at his bulge and then I just turned away like a shy schoolgirl. Walking away I was again mentally kicking myself. Why didn't I just ask him to go have a beer after work? I'm just not good at this!

That night I sat home drowning my sorrows in a six pack of beer. I got hard thinking about that bulge in his pants. I was hoping my married fuck buddy had gone home and got fucked and would call me for clean up. That didn't happen either. I thought about jacking off but decided not to in case I got a clean up call the next morning.

I woke up that Saturday with a huge erection. It took several minutes for it to soften up enough for me to pee. It was a nice day, usually that meant my fuck buddy would ger early sex from her husband before he went to play golf and then she would call me. The normal window for that came and went as well. I wanted to call her but we had agreed I would never call her house.

Just when I had given up and thought about reliving myself, the phone rang. "Thank god!" I thought. Instead of my fuck buddy it was my gay co-worker.

"Hey, I had an appointment and was near your place and thought you might want to meet me for lunch or I could come visit you."

My mind raced and my dick went fully erect. I replied way to quickly "Yeah sure. Come on over and we'll figure something out."

When his car pulled in my driveway I almost passed out with excitement. Is he here for what I think he is here for? Please, please, be here because you want to be naked with me! I didn't even wait for the knock on the door. I opened the door and probably said some stupid awkward greeting.

"Nice house." We walked inside and I closed the door and locked it. When I couldn't find my voice to say anything he added "How about a tour?"

Walking him around the house was good for my nerves. I actually calmed down as we went room by room. When I opened the door to my back porch to show him the hot tub he said "I love hot tubs."

"Do you want to get in?" I responded hopefully.

"I didn't bring a swim suit:"

Now, I had plenty of swimsuits and I knew he could wear any of mine but instead of saying "I have plenty and you can borrow one if you like." Oh no, my horny ass said "We don't need them."

With a smile he said "I'm game."

We went back inside to get towels and strip. Neither of us showed any modesty as we removed all of our clothes quickly. I watched as he removed his underwear. His cock was only semi hard but it was bigger than my fully erect cock. I wasn't even embarrassed that I was hard. I wanted him to know i was hard for him. I wanted him to know I was up for anything he wanted to do.

I actually grabbed his hand to lead him to the hot tub. At this point we both knew what was going to happen. We slipped into the tub. He picked a seat and I sat right beside him. I was afraid to touch him because I didn't want to seem too anxious.

At first he complimented me on my house and some of my furnishings. It was all innocent until he said he was getting a little overheated. He lifted himself up out of the tub and sat on the edge, his legs still in the water. When I looke to my right where he was sitting, his cock was eye level and just a couple feet away. I stared at it. Still just semi-erect, it mesmerized me. I didn't realize i had been staring until it twitched. That little twitch brought me back to my senses and I looked up to his face. He had a knowing smile.

"Sorry, I've just never seen another one up close..."

"It's okay."

Even as he was saying "It's okay" I moved into position between his legs. As I moved, he spread his legs to allow me access. I took that as permission. Without a word I reached out, taking his cock into my hand. I stroked it a couple times and then for the first time ever, I took a cock into my mouth.

"Damn, I thought I was going to have to work to seduce you. You want this even more than I do."

I didn't respond with words. I just enthusiatically sucked him until he was completely hard. Oh my god his cock is impressive. I measure it later at ten and a quarter inches long as compared to my almost eight inches.

I stopped sucking him long enough to ask "Do you want to go inside?"

He agreed. We quickly dried off and then he joined me on my bed. He then took the lead. He didn't go right for my cock. Instead, he lay beside me, wrapping me in his arms, his lips found mine. We kissed passionately for several minutes, I felt his cock pushing firmly into my thigh.

"You are a really good kisser." He told me.

In response I kissed him again. He then slid down and started sucking and pinching my nipples. I never considered doing that to another man or anybody doing that to me but damn it felt good. As he inched his way down to my cock I got really nervous.

When his lips encircled the head of my cock I moaned. "I'm sorry. I don't think I will last long. It feels so good!"

"Go ahead and cum, we have all day." He then proceeded to suck me in such a way there was no possibility of me not cumming quickly.

"I'm gonna cum!" I warned him.

He just kept sucking and stroking me. When I exploded he swallowed every drop. His lips made a popping sound when he finally released my cock from his talented mouth. He looked up at me an smiled. "I guess you liked that?"

"Kiss me." I replied. I wanted to taste me on his lips. I was so used to cleaning up my messes I felt the need to do something. So I sucked on his lips and then his tongue. I then repeated what he had done to me.

After kissing him for several minutes, I licked, sucked, and pinched his nipples before I made my way to his large dick.I took in all I could in my mouth but over half of his dick wouldn't fit.

"Don't worry about taking it all in, just concentrate on the head and stroke the rest with your hands. Do that and you'll have me cumming in no time."

I did as he said and got the result he promised. Even though he warned me he was going to cum it was still a shock to feel that first blast hit the back of my throat. It also made me choke so I had to remove him from my mouth. He just grabbed his cock and kept stroking it as he shot his wad all over my face. The size of his load wasn't porn star drenching but was plenty enough to cover most of my face including not being able to see out of my right eye.

"First time?" He asked.

"Yes."

"You did great, you okay?"

In response I used a finger to wipe the cum from my face and then licked it off of my finger.

"I guess so!" he almost laughed.

We had sex for the rest of the day and into the evening. He spent the night with me and most of the next day. But that is a story for another day.