The first time I sucked and deepthroated a cock, my throat was sore for almost a week, and I felt a bit ashamed and dirty. But, it was such a thrill to submissively kneel down and have a horny married man grabbing my head and forcing his stiff prick inside my mouth, shoving it down my throat, that I knew I had to try it again. So I ran another ad on craigslist that started off like this:
"Are you a married man? Have you wondered what it would be like to get your cock sucked by another married man? Do you like role-playing and dirty talk ..."
I got a LOT of responses to this ad, some creepy, some evasive, quite a few who were not very bright, or who refused to send a picture, but eventually I ended up exchanging emails with a good-looking latino, Antonio, whose picture sported a nice smile, and who seemed sane and pleasant. So one morning after my wife left for work, I drove out to his apartment, feeling a bit nervous but also excited.
Antonio greeted me at his door, bare-chested and wearing tight shorts, a bit of pudge around his waist but otherwise pretty good looking. He got me some cranberry juice and then we sat in his living room talking about our lives. He told me how he grew up Catholic in a small mostly latino town in the Southwest, and how he married his cheerleader wife despite being bi with a marked preference for men, and finally how he got divorced when his wife walked in on him with another man.
He was glancing at my slim muscular body as he said all this. After about 15 minutes we both fell silent, and he started rubbing his cock through his shorts and giving me a hungry look. I kind of glanced down shyly, and when I looked up again he stood up and said in a husky, strained voice, "What do you like to do?"
"Ummm, role-playing is kind of a turn on for me."
His eyes narrowed in amusement, "Hmmm, OK. So you ready to go in my bedroom?"
I paused, thinking about it, then slowly nodded and stood up and followed him into a sparsely decorated room with a mattress and box springs, no frame, lying on the floor, covered by a red San Francisco 49ers comforter. Antonio took off his shorts and then stood close to me, rubbing his growing hardon through his underwear.
"Take off your shirt," he said. As I shyly unbuttoned it, he reached out and started rubbing my cock through my jeans. "Does that feel good?"
I nodded yes.
He unzipped my jeans. "Wow, no underwear. Maybe you could stroke my cock?"
I tugged his underwear down, and his semi-erect cock sprung free, dark and uncircumcised with shaved balls.