Most of us guys, who always considered themselves straight, don't look at other men and think "damn, I have to have sex with this dude". And most of us who have discovered they're at least bi, don't go about looking at men the way we tend or tended to look at hot women.
But. many, if not most, of us who sucked our first cock knew we wanted another, sir. Cocks in our mouths were addictive, exciting and pleasurable beyond what we could have ever thought. And for many of us taking a man's cum was the big prize after working hard on sucking a cock.
So, I've been one of those guys who never thought they'd suck cock or have sex of any kind with another man. But, I knew when that first cock passed my lips I was under the spell of cock sucking. I wanted more. And more.
But, that more and more became hard once I married a woman I absolutely loved and still do to this day. The problem with marriage with both of us working, having kids and trying to keep up with the costs of everything is the cost it takes in our sex lives. Frequency takes a hit. And all the kinks that came with me to the marriage weren't going to get played out with her. The thing making her a nice person also caused her to have grown up with a lot of sexual repression. After many failed attempts to shake things up, she always wanted to return to the vanilla.
And this is what led me to look at want ads in sex papers like the Oyster and then AOL and Yahoo Chats followed by Craig's List to look at having another man to play with. It was easy to find other men wanting much the same. I was totally amazed how many married men wanted the same.
Over an extended period of life after the first ten years of marriage, I was seeking to suck a man's cock. At first it was reciprocal, but I realized I really wanted to be a submissive cock sucker, a cum slut and cock worshiper.
I started the journey by going to adult theaters, which were plentiful until the porn on the internet dried them up. I would sit down close to the back row in the middle of a row and wait. I'd watch the screen acutely aware of anyone approaching from the periphery. Since I was younger and not bad looking it was a safe bet someone would sit down next to me. There would be a sort of sexual dance for who would take the first step. Usually, it was the other guy reaching over to touch my leg. If he wasn't told to fuck off, he'd put his hand on my bulge, stroking it lightly.
My cock would grow as the hand in the dark theater kept stroking. I'd usually let him unzip me to fish my now hard cock out of my pants. And, as he jacked me, I'd reach over to get my hand on his cock. I'd fish it out to feel the hard shaft and spongy head. Precum was usually dripping from my cock and his.
After a period of us jacking each other one of us would drop from the seat to the sticky floor of the porn palace. Often, in the beginning, an older guy would want to suck my young cock and I would let him. And, it really isn't a fable men can suck cock better than women.
But once I came into the other guy's mouth, I would have a deep letdown of almost depressive proportions. I'd feel guilt and couldn't wait to flee the scene. It was so strange an ecstatic moment of pleasure could be followed by such a reaction. I've learned it's really all about the physical reaction of the male releasing his biological seed. Like that helps.
Eventually, I learned I had to initiate sucking cock to prevent my reaction taking over. I'd drop down in the floor of the seating aisle and lean over to take the already hard cock of the anonymous man seated next to where I had dropped. I would lick the head of his cock. Often it would weep precum which I had developed a great taste for. I'd lick up and down the underside of his shaft, lick the frenulum notch and probe the tip of my tongue into his piss hole. After several repetitions of the foreplay of licking, I would slowly descend down his shaft, keeping my lips tightly sealed and using my tongue to swirl and trail down along the rigid tube of male wonder.
I listened to hear the moans and encouragements of the man. I loved to hear him gasp and call me a cocksucker or faggot. I was spurred on by his reactions of my full mouth swallowing him to the hairy pubes with his balls touching my chin. My mouth would water with each pass up and down from his pubis to the tip of his cock. I kept my tongue moving to savor all the tastes of the male organ. I could smell him sweat and the steroidal musk of him. And right before his release of his warm and sweet semen, there was the throb of the underside of his shaft and the flaring of the tip of his cock. Then the release. Sometimes it was great jets of cream blasting my tongue and roof of my mouth. Sometimes it was more a constant seeping of thick cum falling onto my tongue. l loved that moment. The tastes of a man coming into my mouth, ranging from sweet and thick to a more metallic ammonia taste of a thinner consistency were all delicious to me like no other food I'd ever consumed. Even the sweet tastes of a woman's pussy could never match that of a man's ejaculate of creamy cum.
I eventually became intent on meeting a man in the light of day or night. I wanted to look at his cock and marvel as I swallowed and tasted it. I wanted him to hold my head and fuck my face. I wanted him to call me names and demand I deep throat him even if I gagged. I wanted to submit as a man to another man.
I started searching in AOL and Yahoo chat rooms back when it was basically the wild wild west of chat room history. Anybody could create a personal chat room and even though it was said there were monitors on content, we all knew that not to be the case.
I knew I couldn't rush into the first possible meeting with some guy. That was a dangerous way of doing things for many, many reasons. I spent endless late night hours while the wife slept mining the chats for some guy I thought would be safe and also fit what I wanted....to suck his cock.
There were many chats with men who fit the bill but invariably they would want me to host despite my making it clear early on I would not host or swap pics. I would offer to meet at a coffee shop or other neutral place to see if we did click on first glance. It wasn't ideal but before I ever met someone I had many chats with the guy describing what I was looking for, talking about sexual likes and dislikes and just making sure there weren't any red flags like them saying one thing one day and contradicting it a day or so later.
Yeah, it was a lot like an interview but I was at a point where I realized I needed some discretion. And, finally, there was someone who fit what I desired. And he wanted his cock sucked frequently. He lived in an affluent suburb of the city. I lived in more of middle class, blue collar area but we both knew about each other before we met at a coffee shop near his home.
Our meeting went well. Mike was bigger than my 6'1" at about 6'3". He had a slight middle age gut at age 40. I was 45 and still pretty fit due to a lot of outdoor activity. We had a lot of similar things about our life made talking very easy. We calmly spoke about our possible sexual meeting. Of course, in lower tones since it was his local coffee place.
After about 15 minutes, Mike invited me to his home for an "audition" of my oral skills on what he described as his thick 7inch cock. I followed him out into the country to a large two story brick home. It was definitely a house of an affluent man. I knew Mike was involved in finance and it was clear he was doing well.
Mike led me down to a theater room in the house's basement area. It had leather theater seats for watching video on a large 80 inch television.
Mike started undressing right away and instructed me to get nude also. He told me we were going out to his hot tub where I could get my first taste of his cock. I followed him out to a back yard with a lap pool and hot tub. It was a large area in an isolated part of the countryside outside the suburban center.
We got into the warm water of the tub and Mike said "Why don't we get used to the water and then I'll sit up on the step so you can come over and show me those great cock sucking skills you talked about."
" Sounds good. I guess we don't have to worry about the neighbors being offended, do we?"
