sluttyjimmy

You should post a photo gallery of you in action! I have a buddy who I have sucked off lots of times over many years. He has taken both photos and videos of my mouth nursing on his cock using his phone. He likes to watch the videos after-the-fact, texting me to let me know he is watching me in action. A few years ago, my buddy started having me record videos when I sucked other guys off and upload the full videos to a shared Google Drive folder by sending me a link. As instructed, the videos start with me turning my phone camera on, looking into the camera lens, before I position the camera in place and my mouth gets to work on the guy's cock. Once I have sucked down the guy's load and cleaned his cock and sent him on his way, I use an email link my buddy sends to upload the video file to a shared folder called "Jimmy's Excellent Cock Sucking & Cum Guzzling Adventures." My buddy has also had me have other guys video me in action with my phone camera, which I have uploaded. More times than not, a stranger wants a souvenir video to also keep for himself long-term and will use his own phone to video me. When guys use their own phones, my buddy emails them a link to the Shared Drive folder to directly upload the video themselves. My buddy, liking variety, has also arranged for other cocks for me to suck off, with the understanding the guys show up at my place, video me sucking their cocks and guzzling down their cum on their phones, and then use a link to upload the video to the Shared Drive folder. A few times my buddy has had me call him before a guy arrives, and he watches me suck the guy off, verbally encouraging me on speaker phone to be a good cock and cum slut while the guy with his cock in my mouth can hear my buddy's words of encouragement. He has these strangers record the suck-off sessions on their phones so the video, including the voice of my buddy's words of encouragement, can be uploaded. I have asked my buddy to make sure that he un-shares and removes the stranger's access to the Shared Drive folder link once the guy uploads his video for my buddy to watch. My buddy has assured me that he has deleted the access for all these strangers. I assume we are good because I only have access to a functional Shared Drive folder link when I am ready to upload a new video and he removes the access as soon as the file is uploaded. The last time I uploaded a video, I could not tell exactly how many videos were in the Shared Drive folder, but there were too many for me to count before my buddy disabled my access link and watched the video for himself. At this point, I do not suck a cock without it being recorded and uploaded to my buddy's Shared Drive folder so he always gets to watch every single cock I suck off...He's creating quite a large video library of Jimmy's excellent cock sucking & cum guzzling adventures!

Even though it was not a term back then, the dirty old man who had catfished me only referred to himself as “Daddy” throughout the entire night that he used my mouth and throat. He also taught me that night that there is a difference between cocksucking and throat fucking, and that night, he taught me all about throat fucking. For the first few hours of the night, he pushed his cock down my throat repeatedly while he sat in his overstuffed chair watching porn, and I was squatted on the floor between his legs. He stuck his cock down my throat, holding my head in place against his fat belly so I could not breathe and I wildly attempted to gasp for air. I attempted to make noise, and he commented how great the vibration made his cock feel. He’d eventually released me so I could gasp some air, only to pull me forward and stuff his cock back down my throat again so we could repeat the process over-and-over-and-over many consecutive times. At some point, he stuffed his cock all the way down my throat and stood up. He commanded, “Time to move!” while he held me in place with his cock completely lodged down my throat. He grabbed ahold of each of my ears, closing his fingers against the palms of his hands with my ears firmly gripped in between. He started to move sideways out from in front of his chair, and once he cleared the chair, he turned himself to a 90-degree angle and ordered, “Come with me cock slut!” as he maintained his firm grip on my ears and started walking backwards toward what I found out was his bedroom. I was able to breathe through my nose as I awkwardly tried to walk on my knees to keep pace with him, while his cock continued to impale my throat, anchoring me in place. It was a lost cause, however, and I wrapped my arms around his thighs and grabbed onto his ass with my hands. When my knees could not keep pace, they dragged against the carpeted floor, my throat fully impaled on his cock the entire time, until we reached the bedroom. When we reached the bedroom, the old man pulled his cock out of me and ordered me up on the bed and on my back, with my head at the side of the bed on the edge. He grabbed the sides of my head with both hands, firmly clamping to create a head vice. He roughly pulled me about 18” forward by my head, so my head hung off the side of the bed, with my neck bent and my mouth positioned at roughly a 45-degree angle. I remember being shocked at the firmness of his hands against the sides of my head to move my 140-lb body forward 18”. For an old fart, he used my head to move my entire body with hardly any effort. Now that I was in position with my head hanging over the bed, he squatted down over my face and told me to open my mouth wide. While I expected him to stick his cock down my throat, he actually stuffed his big nuts in my mouth and told me to suck them. His nuts filled my mouth, which was stretched as wide as possible to fit them and I sucked on them for a good long time. I was having some trouble breathing, but I could catch some air better this way than when he was sitting in his chair with my cock down my throat. At some point, he pulled his balls out of my mouth and rested them on my face and nose. After a brief moment, I felt his full weight on on the bed and my upper chest and arms as he crawled up on the bed with his knees on the mattress. His ass was still hanging over the mattress as he spread his right ass cheek with his right hand while he grabbed my hair with his left, pulling my head up to his ass. He bellowed, "Eat my ass, you fucking slut!" as my face was consumed by his fat ass. He ordered me to keep my tongue on his hole as he let go of my hair and spread both of his ass cheeks wide with his hands. His ass was so huge, his cheeks smothered me even with my neck bent over the mattress. I am not sure how long I ate his ass, but there were moments when I felt like I might pass out due to lack of air, but I never quite lost consciousness. As the dirty old man finally lifted himself back off the bed and beyond my head, he ordered me to stay in position and to close my eyes and keep my mouth open as wide as possible. I heard him open his nightstand drawer and close it again. I soon felt something strange against my mouth and teeth and felt a different type of pressure against my head, like a belt wrapped tightly around my head. I intuitively opened my eyes at the strange feeling. At that moment, I heard a click-click-click and my mouth started to open wide but in a way that was out of my control. The dirty old geezer had inserted a mouth spreader which he was opening to full capacity. My eyes bugged out of my head in surprise, and I started to move, but he moved forward and held me firmly in place. After I settled, he let go of me and he moved away, kneeling down near my head. I felt his fingers underneath my head, and heard a soft “click.” The old fart then held up a small padlock key to show me, before standing up and sticking it in his bathroom pocket along with the key to his deadbolt. I was totally disoriented as I heard him say, “Time to give that throat a good workout, boy!” as he squatted to align his cock with my spread mouth. He pushed his cock in my mouth and down my throat, holding my throat with the palm of his hand. He did this repeatedly and I started to gag up throat slime and mucus…LOTS OF IT! I could not really swallow with the mouth spreader open so wide, not to mention his cock down my throat, and mucus, drool, and snot was coming out of my mouth and nose. I had tears in my eyes as he continued to use my throat for all it was worth. The mucus ran down my forehead and into my hair. My head and face were a gooey mess as he relentlessly used my throat. I am not sure how long he throat fucked me like this, but it seemed like forever. Eventually, the old fuck pulled his cock out of my throat and announced it was time to make him cum. He squatted down near my head, and I watched him pull the padlock key out of his bathrobe pocket. He unlocked the mouth spreader and lowered it a bit to remove it from my mouth and tossed it on the carpet. He stood back up and ordered me to “Open up!” and he pushed his cock back in my mouth and down my throat. His fat belly was totally covering my face as he continued to fuck my throat, pulling his cock all the way out and then shoving it all the way back down my throat to the hilt. He did this repeatedly with both of his hands on my neck until I heard him yell, “Here comes my big load, bitch boy” and he stuffed his cock down my throat and I felt it spasm several times. I realized the head of his cock was too far down my throat for me to taste his cum just as I heard him say “Fuck, my hands can feel my cock spasm inside your fucking throat!” Once his cock was done spasming, he pulled his cock out like a guy pulls out an oil dipstick to check the oil levels in a car. He saw there was still cum on the head of his cock and saliva on the sides, so he proceeded to wipe his cock on my face and in my hair to clean it off. He eventually stepped away from the bed and announced it was time for me to go. I slowly rolled myself over on his bed and felt very lightheaded as I tried to stand up. I asked him to give me a minute to adjust and eventually got myself standing but was very unsteady on my feet. I asked the guy if I could use his bathroom to clean up and realized my throat was incredibly sore and my voice was totally hoarse from the intense fuck his cock had given it. I thought I misheard him when he said “No time to use the bathroom. You do not want to miss your bus.” Being confused, I asked “what?” and he said, “You need to leave now so you do not miss your bus…Let’s go!,” as he walked out of his bedroom with me slowly following. When he arrived at the front door and took the deadbolt key out of his bathrobe pocket. He unlocked the door as I stood there with my face, head, and hair covered with throat slime, mucus, and snot. The first of the slime had started to dry and was matted in my hair. The fresh stuff was still wet and gooey. While there was no mirror for me to look in, I knew my head and face had to be a fucking mess. I debated pleading with the old fuck who had catfished me and totally used me as his personal cock slut to please let me use the bathroom to clean up, but before I could formulate the words, he simply opened the door and calmly said “Bye” as he gently guided me out the front door and into the hallway, promptly closing his front door and re-locking it. As I walked toward the stairwell, I opened my coat and pulled it up and around my face and head, similar to when drying off my face and hair when using a bath towel after a shower. I tried to remove as much slime as possible, but I knew it was a lost cause and prayed there would be no one on the bus taking me back to campus at this early hour. I also hoped my two roommates would be sleeping when I got home because they would relentlessly nag me about my appearance if they saw me, but what could I possibly say?! Sometimes they stayed up playing Super Mario Bros or Donkey Kong all night, so it was a crap shoot as to if they would still be awake in the living room that I needed to walk through to get to the bathroom and my bedroom in the apartment we shared. As I sat down on the bench at the covered bus stop and looked at the posted bus schedule, I realized I had about 20 minutes to wait until the bus was scheduled to pick me up…

Something similar happened to me when I was in college one wintery night in upstate New York. At that time, chat lines by phone were available for guys to send voice messages back and forth to one another real time. It was archaic but it worked somewhat reliably for horny guys to hook up from the comfort of your own home, including from my apartment directly across from the main entrance to the college I attended. I eventually received a message from a guy in his mid-20s, finding out he could host at his apartment that was about three miles away, since my two roommates were an obstacle to me hosting. He said he was familiar with the college bus schedule, since he hooked up with campus guys regularly, and I should take bus 176 that stopped at the college’s main entrance at 10:05pm. He said the bus would make multiple stops in the neighboring areas before it headed straight down the main boulevard. About three miles down, it would turn off the boulevard, and right as the bus turned, that I should hit the pull cord, as his apartment was directly across the street from the first stop right after the turn. I did as instructed, and walked up to the second floor, found his apartment, and knocked. I was full of anticipation as I knocked on the door, looking forward to seeing the hot 20-something guy I had traded messages with on the phone. When the door opened, I was shocked and confused as I was looking at an unattractive overweight guy who had to be in his mid-to-late 60s. He had a crazy long unkempt white beard and unruly Albert Einstein-like gray hair. He wore a bathrobe, tall black socks, and slippers. I felt my eyes open wide in shock, as I attempted to make sense of the old man in front of me whom I was not expecting to answer the door. I thought I must have the wrong apartment when he motioned me to enter. I finally found my voice as I said, "Um...Sorry, but I gotta go" and turned to leave. He responded, in turn, with "Before you leave, Jimmy, you should realize there are no more buses stopping out front until about 6am tomorrow morning and this is not the safest neighborhood to be walking in the middle of the night." I stood there frozen, not knowing what to do. It was after all, before the age of cell phones, Uber, and Lyft. It was also very cold and snowy outside, and there was no way I could walk the three miles back to my apartment in that weather. The guy startled me out of my distracted state by impatiently asking, "Are you coming in or not?!" Feeling I had no other alternative, I cautiously walked into his apartment, and he closed the door behind me. I instantly changed my mind and turned back toward the door, and I saw him lock the deadbolt with a key, which he removed from the lock and put in the pocket of his bathrobe. "Let's go, college boy" broke me from my thoughts of leaving, as he pointed his index finger toward the main living space and confidently walked past me. The old man, old enough to be my fucking grandpa, walked to his oversized BarcaLounger, and turned around to face me. He untied and opened his bathrobe, and as he sat his fat ass down to get comfortable, he said, "I have something special for a cock slut like you to enjoy until the next bus comes around. Get on your knees!" I slowly walked over and squatted down between his spread legs, his hard fat cock pointing toward my mouth. As I got in position, he lost patience and firmly grabbed two fists full of my hair, abruptly pulling me forward as he bellowed, "Open wide for Daddy, you fucking cock slut!" as he pulled my mouth onto his cock and right down my throat in one fluid motion. He held me firmly in place with my face smooshed against his fat belly so my throat could get used to his cock being deep inside, as I started to gasp for air....I knew this was the beginning of a very long night.

38 hours shortly after I turned 18. Posted the experience under topic "How Did You Learn To Suck Cock." Was unexpectedly stripped down and my clothes taken away by a buddy and monitored by the counter guys at the adult bookstore to make sure I did what I was born to do.

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Chapter 5 - "Providing Mike’s Swimmers With A New Place to Call Home - For 6 Years." Mike was a stunning man who told me the first time I messaged him on the hook-up app that he needed a mouth to take care of his morning wood on a regular basis. I was hesitant because he was 19 and very hot. I was sure he would want someone comparable to himself in age and looks. Mike also reeked a confidence, cockiness, and superiority that must come when you are a young and very hot stud. I sensed Mike got lots of attention, always got he wanted, and took what he wanted. Mike considered me old, at 37, and mocked me when he sarcastically stated I would have been in high school the year he was born and yet now he was “the man" and I was gonna be his "fag-boy!" It quickly became clear that my mouth was just an object for Mike – an object he wanted to take possession of. To emphasize the point, Mike ordered me to send him a photo of ‘the mouth," emphasizing "just the fucking mouth.” I cropped a recent photo of me smiling for the camera and sent it to Mike, which clearly annoyed him, as he boldly responded back “I want a picture of the fucking wide-open mouth! I wanna see where my swimmers are gonna call home!” I took a photo of my wide-open mouth and after receiving it, Mike gave me his address and told me to “hurry the fuck up!” Mike gave clear instructions: His front door would be unlocked, and my mouth was to let itself in. He said to walk through the living room and down the short hallway. I was instructed to open the door at the end of the hallway on the left, and his cock would be waiting. I did as instructed, expecting when I opened the door at the end of the hallway that I would find Mike in his bedroom. Instead, I found Mike in his bathroom…sitting on the toilet, naked except for his athletic socks, with his legs spread wide. Mike was fucking stunning, with his hair messed from sleeping on it, in a sexy model kind of way. He also had the most amazing looking cock! Mike was so fucking hot that I just froze at the doorway, mesmerized by the view, not even realizing my mouth had fallen open. Mike commanded, “get your fucking mouth over on this man cock!” I rushed forward, slid down on my knees between his legs and got to work. My mouth fully committed to the beautiful cock in front of it and I got in what I call “the zone.” I lost all track of time, and I was hypnotized to the point that nothing existed except for my mouth and Mike’s mind-blowing cock. I am not sure how much time went by with me “in the zone,” but the spell was broken when I heard a loud “kerplunk” and the sound of a splash, followed by Mike letting out a loud exhale, like he had been holding his breath. OMFG!: Mike was taking his fucking morning dump! I immediately started pulling my mouth off his cock to move away from the toilet when Mike grabbed both of my ears with this hands, fisting them closed, having a tight grip, and pulling me fully back onto his cock. "OH NO YOU DON’T!...You still have a job to do!” I hesitantly resumed bobbing up and down on Mike’s masterpiece as he continued to hold me in place by my ears, and once he knew I was not going anywhere, Mike let go of my ears just as I heard another loud “kerplunk" and "splash.” I did not move away this time and kept my bobbing up-and-down rhythm at a constant pace. At some point, I heard the familiar sound of “kerplunk" and "splash” yet again, as Mike proudly announced with a cocky chuckle, “this is what they call fucking multi-tasking!” I started to pick up the pace, and I heard Mike’s breathing start to become more erratic, and I knew he was getting close. He suddenly slapped the side of my face really hard once with his open hand, completely startling me and causing me to stop sucking for a moment, with my mouth still firmly secured around his cock. Mike then commanded, “Look at me fag-boy!” and I tilted my head up making eye contact, while keeping my mouth firmly on his cock. I was captivated by Mike’s stunning face, noticing his eyes were glaring at me to emphasize the control Mike had over me and my mouth in that moment. “You are gonna make my cock cum, but you are not gonna swallow my swimmers...YET! You are gonna hold millions of my baby makers in your mouth until I tell you…and if you swallow them without my permission, I will 'beat your ass!’…Do you get me?!” I slowly nodded my head up and down and I started bobbing up and down on his cock once again. I picked up the pace and Mike’s breathing became erratic once again. Mike soon screamed, “Here ya go, fag-boy…I’m fillin your fucking mouth with my fucking swimmers!!!” And with that, Mike’s cock exploded with streams of his swimmers pouring into their new home. Mike's breathing eventually returned to normal, when he glared down at me saying, “Open up your mouth fag-boy.” I opened my wide, showing him his heavy load. Mike then said, “I am going to say a magic word, fag-boy ,and when I do, you are gonna swallow each and every one of my swimmers. You got that and are you ready?” I nodded up and down and then heard Mike say the magic word…“FLUSH!” At that exact moment, as I swallowed all of his baby makers, Mike reached his left arm and hand around in front of his chest and his right shoulder and flushed his morning dump down the toilet. As I still knelt on the bathroom floor between Mike’s legs, he bellowed “Now get the hell out and see you right here on the floor between my legs tomorrow morning at 8am. You better fucking be here! As I walked out the front door, I heard Mike turn on the shower. I returned the following morning at 8am and most weekday mornings thereafter to take care of Mike’s morning wood while he took his morning dump. Mike lived only about 10 blocks from where I worked and based on our schedules and it being so convenient, my mouth reported for duty almost every Monday – Friday for six years, with limited breaks if Mike could not make it work. Best estimate is my mouth spent about 1,460 mornings in Mike's bathroom, providing his swimmers with a new place to call home while he took his morning dumps. My mouth always swallowed Mike's baby makers when he boldly yelled “FLUSH,” while he simultaneously flushed his morning dump down the toilet. Mike's Morning Wood: Fag-Boy Providing Mike's Swimmers With a New Place To Call Home:

Chapter 4 - "Casper Serving Up His Gooey Treats for 5 years." I met a cock on-line one Halloween night that wanted to anonymously unload in my mouth. When we initially communicated on-line, I asked the guy for his first name to be polite, and he responded, “You can call me Casper.” He never asked me for my name. This guy knew what he wanted and got directly to the point: He provided me with his address, an access code that would auto-buzz me into his high-rise condo building without us needing to connect directly when I arrived. He instructed me to take the elevator to the 32nd floor, let myself into condo 3207, and find his cock waiting for my mouth in his bedroom. With it being Halloween, he reiterated his cock was going to "serve up a gooey treat." I did exactly as instructed by loudly announcing "TRICK OR TREAT!" as I walked into Casper's bedroom. But as soon as the words left my mouth, I literally stopped in my tracks in surprise: There, Casper was sitting in a sex swing that was suspended from the ceiling. He was naked from the waist down, except for white sneakers and calf-length white athletic socks with “BOO” embroidered on the sides with thick black thread. The foot stirrups kept his legs spread wide and he seemed very comfortable as he dangled in the air. This stranger had a thick rock-hard cock that immediately grabbed my attention, but I was distracted and immediately turned on by the fact that Casper's head and upper torso were covered by a white sheet. He was dressed as a fucking ghost for Halloween, complete with eye cut-outs so he knew exactly what I looked like standing in front of him, but I had no fucking clue about him, other than his eyes, his thick cock, athletic legs, and big feet! There was a large bean bag chair positioned on the floor between Casper's spread legs and as I sat on it, it positioned my mouth perfectly. I wrapped my lips and mouth around his cock, having to open up wider than normal due to the thickness. My mouth sucked his cock for a good 30 minutes until he groaned and I gobbled down his goo. After cleaning his cock like the good little cock slut I was born to be, I wished Casper "Happy Halloween" and let myself out. Casper stayed in touch and fed me his ghostly goo an average of three times a week for the next five years. Every time I arrived in his bedroom, I loudly announced "TRICK OR TREAT!" as instructed. He was always seated in the swing, wearing the same sheet, socks, and sneakers, even though it was not always Halloween. Regardless, after Casper served up his goo, I always said "Happy Halloween" before I let myself out. To confirm though: Casper made sure to serve up his gooey treats every Halloween night for the next five years until I moved out of town. I estimate Casper’s "goo stick" served up almost 800 treats for my mouth to savor and my tummy to enjoy. Once, I saw a guy in public who I did not recognize, but his eyes looked so fucking familiar I could not resist. I was bold enough to walk up to the guy and all I said was “Casper???...” The handsome guy in his early 30s turned and walked away without saying a word. I wondered about the perceived twinkle I saw in those familiar eyes and the smirk on this stranger's unrecognizable face: Was it my overactive imagination?...Suggestive reasoning? Or was it really Casper?! I would have known for sure if he had just removed his jeans and underwear so I could see him more clearly from the waist down...but alas, I will likely never know for sure! Casper's Swing: Casper's "Goo Stick:" "Happy Halloween, Casper!"

I'm a small guy at 5'7" and 150 lbs. I want big puffy thick nipples, which is contrary to my overall body type and size, but getting them pierced has permanently plumped them up good. Guys manhandling my nipples also works well. When I am at a bathhouse or a bar, guys reach out and roughly grab ahold and squeeze, twist, and pull my nips without even asking. It is fucking hot guys do it without even talking or asking because they intuitively know my nips are meant to be big and thick and swollen. Sometimes guys grab my nipples because I do not have a shirt on and they can see exactly what my nips need. Other times they can see my pierced thick nipples under the fabric of my shirt and will grab on through the fabric. Some guys, meanwhile, are bold enough to lift my shirt up to my neck with one hand, and then get a good grab with the other, all without talking. I have had guys grab my nipples in public and then feel they need to give them more extensive time and attention. The guy will get a good grip on one of my nips, and we have an audience of other guys watching as he drags me by my nipple to a more convenient spot so he can give my nips more of what they need. Other guys, meanwhile, will just take care of my nips right there in the middle of a crowd. It is also so fucking hot when grown men of all shapes, sizes, ages, and ethnic backgrounds wrap their lips and mouths around my nipples and start sucking on them like a fucking baby on a momma's teat. They suck and suction and latch themselves onto my nips like their fucking lives depend on it, with so much fucking pressure, my nipples turn deep red and purple and swell up like crazy. Some guys get in their own little world once they latch onto my nip and often do not think about the second one. A good balance and equal swelling between my two nips is important to me, so I will silently guide a guy so he can play catch-up on the other one. If a guy finishes up on only one nipple, then I actively and immediately search out another guy to take care of the other one. Just picture me so desperate to get a second guy to give my other nip equal time and attention that I walk around the bar or the bathhouse asking random men to latch onto it, like I am a kid back in school and it is fucking "show and tell" time! I have had everyone from college boys to grandpas who remove their false teeth eagerly work my nips real good to keep them thick and swollen. If a guy is willing, I am always all in! There is nothing better than guys nibbling and full-on biting my nipples. They use so much force and pressure, they give my nipples massive fucking hickeys that last a week or two. AND, having two guys roughly nursing and abusing both of my nips at the same time will always make me fucking cum hands-free!

Chapter 3 - "Nut-Catcher for Gamer Aiden’s & Josh’s 'Third Legs' during three years of college:" I was fortunate to live in a hometown that had a major university. Aiden & Josh were college roommates who shared a shit apartment near campus. I met Aiden first on-line and he told me he wanted me to feast on his cock while he spent time gaming. He said my mouth on his cock while gaming would help him release the stress from his day of classes. I had never done that with anyone, and it sounded fucking hot, so I agreed. What Aiden did not tell me was that he frequently gamed with his roommate Josh. Aiden played it subtle that first time, by initially sitting on the living room sofa and having me suck on his long schlong. It was shortly after I got a sucking rhythm down and Aiden got his gaming rhythm going, that Josh walked into the living room from his bedroom and Aiden casually said, “Hey Josh, wanna try out the cocksucker?” without even looking away from the TV screen or pausing his video game console. Josh responded, “Fuck yeah!” as he shucked off his shorts, sat down on the sofa next to Aiden, and grabbed a second console. Josh firmly grabbed a large fistful of my hair as I was on my knees in front of the sofa before Aiden, and pulled me over and onto his cock and then leaned back to get comfortable on the sofa and join Aiden in gaming. I sucked Josh until he nutted in my mouth and after swallowing it, he pushed the side of my head with his socked foot back over toward Aiden’s cock so I could finish him off too, while they continued gaming. I never knew until I arrived at their apartment each time whether I was expected to suck one or both of them off, but usually it was both of them and they typically spent between one- and four-hours gaming with laser focus, laughing and joking and talking…always acting like I was not even there, while I sucked out one or both of their nuts. Sometimes during longer gaming sessions I would suck out a second nut from one or both of them. When both Aiden and Josh were together, I would suck them while they sat on the sofa gaming side-by-side. There were a few times when it was just one of them, and whichever one it was, he would sometimes cram me under the computer table and have video meetings with classmates to work on group projects while my head bobbed up and down on his cock, their classmates totally oblivious to what was going on. Both Aiden’s & Josh’s cocks were so long, they had no issues completely filling my mouth while I was totally hidden under the computer table. Both guys had great control and usually nutted in my mouth immediately at the end of a game or after disconnecting from the virtual meeting. Once Josh yelled “Fuck!" uncontrollably toward the end of a group meeting, startling everyone including me underneath the computer table. When one of his concerned classmates asked him what was going on, Josh quickly recovered by saying he had gotten a painful charley horse and just needed to work it out. Josh grimaced but kept it together as I finished swallowing his nut and fully cleaned his cock with my mouth. I was stranded underneath the computer table with Josh's cock in my mouth until the meeting ended and he moved his chair away from the table so I could get out from underneath and leave. The last time Aiden & Josh nutted in my mouth was during the middle of the night directly following their afternoon graduation. They had been out partying with friends earlier in the evening and texted me to meet them at their apartment about 2:30am. They were both pretty tipsy when I arrived but that did not diminish their hard cocks in any way. They sat on the sofa, having put their graduation gowns back on to mark the special occasion, and had pushed the bottom portions of their graduation gowns up above their waists so I had easy access to both of their long schlongs. They were naked otherwise, except for calf-length athletic socks and high-tops. It was their last night living together before relocating to other cities to begin their new jobs. They kept my mouth busy for six hours that night, each nutting in my mouth three times before finally falling asleep together on the sofa…I quietly let myself out of their apartment for the last time with my tummy full of their swimmers. Aiden & Josh each nutted in my mouth approximately three times a week between mid-August and mid-May during their three remaining academic years in college, not including a couple of weeks when they were away for holidays and school breaks. According to my math, that equates to approximately 3 nuts a week each x 32 weeks = 96 nuts annually per guy x 2 guys = 192 nuts annually for both of them. 192 total nuts annually x 3 years = 576 total times Aiden & Josh nutted in my mouth, give or take. 576 times Aiden & Josh did not jerk off and waste their nuts thanks to my mouth being available whenever their cocks needed it... AIden's Third Leg: Josh Has a Third Leg Too (Photo Includes The Computer Table I Spent Time Underneath) The High-Tops Aiden Wore During Graduation - And That He Wore During My Last Nut Session With Him: The High-Tops Josh Wore During Graduation - And That He Wore During My Last Nut Session With Him:

Chapter 2 - “Taking Care of Sam’s Kids” for 3 years: Sam was a married dad in his mid-30s who stopped by 3-4 times every week after he dropped his offspring at the nearby school. Sam had a code to my front door and let himself in, so my neighbors would not hear him knock and he would not draw any unwanted attention, since he needed to be totally discreet. When Sam messaged me on an on-line hookup app for the first time, he told me he was perpetually horny and needed one dedicated mouth to take care of his morning wood. Sam called it “responsible family planning" that eliminated unwanted pregnancies at home. When Sam walked in, I was always on my knees in my living room and ready to go. Sam pulled his cock out, so his heavy balls hung below his waist band. When he stopped in front of me, I firmly grabbed his nutsack with my left hand and pulled it down tight, so his cock was perfectly aligned with my open mouth. Once Sam’s cock was in my warm hole, I continued to firmly grip his nuts and sucked like a starving little slut for just a couple of minutes, until I heard Sam grunt and totally fill my mouth. As I swallowed every drop of Sam’s baby batter and he pulled out of my mouth, he would always say, “Thanks for taking care of the kids for me,” before he turned away and silently walked out the front door to return home, never being gone long enough to raise suspicion.

Preface: It is so fucking hot knowing a guy has not jerked off or wasted cum for multiple years due to my mouth totally taking care of his cock’s needs when no other mouth or ass is available to make him cum. Below each "chapter" represents a summary of the cocks for whom my mouth’s purpose was to make them cum and to give their spunk a new place to call home, never wasting a single drop. Each of these cocks kept my mouth and tummy well-fed and my mouth kept their cocks happy for years in return. When I look at cookbooks, I really appreciate when photos are included so I have a better sense of the meals I will enjoy eating. Under that premise, I will include a photo of each cock that fed me, so you can better appreciate and visualize the meals my mouth has frequently enjoyed. All of the cocks detailed below used my mouth for a minimum of two years, and some cocks used my mouth during overlapping periods of time. As a result, it seemed like my mouth was always full of cock and cum! My mouth was on-call 24-7 whenever needed, no exceptions or excuses. This included having last-minute “work meetings” out of the office of my job that pays the bills, with little or no advance notice. It also meant being on-call on evenings and weekends, with “work emergencies” that frequently took me away from home and my unsuspecting boyfriends. Whenever I met a new man in my dating life, I explained my paying job to him, warning my work schedule was often demanding, unpredictable, and a way of life for me that he needed to accept if we were to move forward. My boyfriends knew from day one what to expect and never questioned it. Meanwhile, my mouth took care of numerous cocks around town anytime they needed or wanted, without question or hesitation. Chapter 1 - Fernando's “Pussy Mouth” For Two Years: Fernando fucked my "pussy mouth" as he called it, many mornings on my way to work. Fernando had me turned upside down on his couch, me still fully dressed in my work attire: Dress socks and shoes, slacks, a button down shirt, and a necktie. In this position, my back and my head were against the back of his couch. The top of my head meanwhile, rested on top of the seat cushion. My legs were always up in the air toward the ceiling and spread wide, and Fernando pushed his pajama bottoms down to his ankles and straddled me so his knees were on either side of my head. Fernando's thighs were pressed firmly against my ears, clamping my head like a vice, so I could not really hear anything, nor move my head in any way. Fernando firmly gripped the back of the couch for leverage while his cock furiously throat fucked me continuously from the moment his cock first entered my throat with one swift push forward, until a few moments after he came and his breathing returned to normal. Fernando required I keep track of how many servings of what he called his "Latino leche caliente" that he fed me for breakfast, which totaled 175 milky breakfasts the first year and 221 during year two. Fernando’s cock faithfully fed my throat 4-5 times a week until that fateful day when his brother walked in on one of our special breakfasts unannounced, using a key Fernando had given him to water the plants when Fernando was out-of-town. From what I could make out from the chaotic scene once Fernando’s knees released my head for his vice grip: Being startled by his brother’s unexpected arrival triggered Fernando to shoot his hot leche down my throat, with his brother witnessing Fernando’s premature climax. The front door to his apartment was still left obliviously wide open and his shocked brother moved closer and screamed at Fernando in Spanish for all his neighbors to hear. I, meanwhile, scrambled to quickly upright myself, leave, and close the front door as Fernando’s brother continued his verbal assault. Unfortunately, Fernando never reached out to me again after that morning, and he did not respond to any of my texts and emails...I often wondered what happened after my mouth left his apartment that day...

"Rubber Dickey, You're the one! You make fucking so much fun Rubber Dickey, I'm awfully fond of you. Vo-Vo-Vodeo." "Rubber Dickey, you're so fine and I'm lucky that you're mine. Rubber Dickey, I'm awfully fond of you!"

I was one of those annoying and naive condom-only fucks back in the day. I went to a bathhouse and expected all the guys who fucked me to wear a condom because I always played safe. I remember one guy in particular who came into my room as I lay on the bed with my head on the pillow against the headboard. I was in my late 20s at the time and he looked to be in his mid 30s. He had to be close to 6'5" and like 250 lbs. in comparison to my smaller 5'7", 140 lbs. His body was solid and I remember thinking he had a sturdy rugby player look to him. I told this guy he needed to wear a condom and he seemed annoyed from the scowl that appeared on his face as I grabbed one and held it out. He looked like he was silently debating whether to wear it, and I thought he might leave. Instead he grabbed the wrapped condom with his massive hand and tossed it on my chest. He then grabbed the spare pillow and firmly gripped my right leg with his other hand like a vice. He effortlessly lifted me up by my leg, similar to the way an adult lifts up a child when they are changing a diaper. As he lifted my leg up toward the ceiling, my head slipped down the pillow. Once my butt was about a foot off the mattress, he crammed the pillow under my ass to elevate it and let go of my leg. My butt was elevated higher than my head and both of my legs were just hanging in the air. Without saying a word, the guy then grabbed the condom, tearing it open with his teeth, and removed it from the wrapper. He threw the ripped wrapper back on my chest and looked down toward his cock, which was out of view. He took a moment to put the condom on and then grabbed the lube that was lying on the bed, and squirted some on his cock. The guy lifted my legs up and spread them wide. He lined his thick cock up with my hole and roughly jabbed it inside without any consideration to the pain I felt due to the thickness of his cock and the roughness of his thrust. He immediately pushed my legs apart even further, letting go of them as he laid his body on top of mine so I was stranded between him and the mattress. I felt his full weight on top of me and turned my head to the side so I could try to breathe, his body fully enveloping mine. His head was next to mine, facing away from me as he started thrusting his heavy cock in and out over and over, finding his rhythm. While I could not say for sure, I think he fucked me for a good solid 15 minutes, never changing his rhythm or slowing his pace. I tried to ask him to go easy a few times, but it was like he didn't hear me. There was no change in his breathing when he turned his head so his mouth was next to my ear and he suddenly bellowed at the top of his lungs, loud enough for everyone on that floor of the bathhouse to hear, and scaring me enough to unintentionally and tightly clench my pucker hole around his pulsing cock. Clearly my ass made him cum and I was grateful he used the condom. The mammoth man lay on top of me, catching his breath for a few minutes, as I remained trapped underneath him. He lifted himself up off of me and pulled his cock out. Without looking at me or saying anything, he got off the bed and headed toward the door. I intuitively said "thank you," as he opened the door to my room and walked away. I caught my breath for a moment before I lifted my hips and pulled the pillow from underneath my ass so I could position myself upright on the bed. I looked down and peeled off the ripped condom wrapper that was pasted to my chest by the mixture of my and the strangers sweat that was created from our bodies being so close together during the intense fuck. As I lifted myself upright, felt something else stuck to me. I grabbed at my ass and as I brought my hand up to my face, I held the unrolled condom from the guy who had just fucked me full of his cum.

Fucking loved this load!

For a few years, I had a nasty fuck bud on the DL named Jed who was a gay porn movie producer. Jed regularly stuffed my pussy with his big bare cock on Sunday mornings while my boyfriend attended choir rehearsal and then sang at two church services. I got my pussy hole ready for Jed’s cock one Sunday morning as soon as I kissed my boyfriend goodbye and sent him on his way. Jed had a 3-story townhouse and an elderly family member with mobility issues lived with him. The family member was always home on the third floor when I quietly let myself in through the unlocked front door. That morning like normal, I stepped out of my shorts and stripped off my shirt as soon as I closed the door, leaving me wearing only my athletic socks and shoes. As always, I turned to face the door that led from the entryway to the garage, with my ass facing the stairway. I heard the heavy footsteps of my buddy’s big feet descending to where my pussy waited for his long hard 9” schlong, and as Jed reached the landing to the open entry way, I bent over slightly at the waist, presenting my ass to him. As he approached me, I heard the guttural sound of Jed sucking up throat snot into his closed mouth and then hocking the loogie onto the lumbar area of my lower back from a good two feet away with amazing precision. I felt the snotball slide into cleft area at the top of my ass crack, gravity causing his throat slime to slide down between my ass cheeks to my twitching pucker hole like a fucking slug on a mission. Because I faced the door to the garage, I could not see Jed as he approached, but I knew he was fully clothed like always, likely wearing a t-shirt, and having his rock-hard cock pulled out through the open fly of his boxers, shorts, or pajamas. The head of Jed’s cock arrived at my twitching hole at the same time as the loogie, and he unceremoniously jabbed his cock inside of me hands-free. As Jed pushed his solid cock inside of me in one fluid motion, I raised myself up straight and his cock pushed my body against the door to the garage. At that moment, Jed belched loudly in my ear, a signature move for him while he fucked me, and I felt my bunghole start to burn from T he must have sprinkled on the head of his cock before coming downstairs. I panicked a bit since I didn’t normally do T, but was unable to focus on that because he immediately started railing me from behind. The experience was so fucking intense that I started to moan. Jeb covered my mouth with his hand as he belched loudly in my ear again and said, “Can’t have daddy hearing my bitch in heat…Come with me.” And with that, he grabbed me tightly around my chest from behind with his right arm and pulled me away from the door to the garage and he turned me about 90 degrees. He opened the door to the garage with his left hand, belched again, and ordered, “Let’s go!” He turned me toward the open door and pushed me through the doorway and into the garage with his dick still buried up my ass. I almost stumbled as I did not see the small step down into the garage, but his impaled cock and his arm wrapped tightly around my chest kept me from tripping. Jed pushed me forward until I was wedged between him and the passenger door of his truck. He let out a loud fart with this cock buried to the hilt, another signature move of Jed's while he fucked me. He belched loudly again as he started pounding my pussy with fierce determination. Jed continued to fiercely fuck me, belching and farting loudly as he used my pussy. After a good long time with his mouth up against my ear, Jed announced, “Jimmy’s gonna take my fucking babies up his pussy. Jimmy’s gonna become my pregnant little bitch!” And with that, he let out a deep moan and dumped his kids deep inside of me. Jed belched again loudly as he pulled his cock out of me, ordering me not to move. I was in a daze as I continued to lean against the side of his truck. I was thoroughly and totally fucked quite literally, and I was still horny as fucking hell. I just needed a moment to catch my breath. My respite was interrupted when Jed jammed his still rock-hard cock back up inside my pussy again hands-free, and I felt a new burning sensation, as he said, “You’re gonna thank me for this later!” I moaned “What the fuck!” in desperation, as Jed said, “Time to give you some more kids,” and he fucked me for another 10 minutes. Jed finally yelled “Time to knock you up and make little Jed Jr.!!!” as he grunted and dumped another few million baby makers deep inside my used pussy. Jed eventually pulled out and announced, “You’re not done yet.” I turned to face him with a look of disbelief on my face. How could he possibly fuck me more?! He smirked at me and farted, as he pulled a small slip of paper out of the pocket of his pajamas and handed it to me. It was an address. I stared at the paper as he told me to get dressed because my pussy had somewhere to be. With that, Jed turned away and walked through the door, back into the front entry, and back upstairs without another word. “What the fuck?!” I thought to myself as I followed him as far as the front door. I got myself dressed and quietly left through the front door, planning my driving route to the address on the paper. It took me about 15 minutes to get to the address. I looked at the clock and realized I still had plenty of time. Between choir rehearsal and the two church services, I had another two hours before my boyfriend would arrive back home. After parking, I found the front door and an access panel to the apartment building. I pressed the unit number provided on the slip of paper and the front door buzzed to let me in. I found my way to the second floor and knocked on the appropriate door. As the door opened, my mouth fell open. The man who greeted me ushered me in and closed the door. He started undressing, stating that Jed assured him I was a good pussy fuck, and my cunt could take care of his morning wood and morning load. As I slowly stepped out of my shorts and stripped off my shirt, the lightbulb went off…Jed produced gay porn…That explained why I was in the presence of a familiar porn star who was in the early years of his career. As he stripped naked, I recognized that 9.5” thick curvy cock. I was mesmerized by his man meat as he said, “You are probably going to need these,” as he handed me a large brown bottle. I uncapped the bottle and used them, as he came closer and towered over me. This guy, who we’ll call “Andy,” motioned me to get on my hands and knees on his couch. He grabbed lube and rubbed some on my puffy pussy with his rough hands and also squeezed a good amount on his big cock. I braced myself as I felt the head of his immense cock at my back door. He pushed in saying, "Open wide and say "aah,'" and I intuitively did as instructed, as I felt the head of his cock opening me up wide. I encouraged him to go slow and he was respectful, but his cock had no choice other than to open me up wide because it was so thick. I felt so stuffed it was like I was fucking constipated. Andy pushed in a bit further and I started to open up more, thanks to the prep work Jed did on my hole. I remembered Jed saying, “You’re going to thank me for this later” when I felt the 2nd burn, and I realized I might not have been able to take this massive cock otherwise. As this porn stud’s cock stretched my pussy, I felt every part of this cock against my fuck tunnel. Andy’s cock was literally scratching my deep burning itch and the more his cock scratched that itch, the more my pussy craved it. I started to moan from the center of my being, and the massive cock picked up the pace. In that moment, I was an uncontrollable bitch in heat that needed Andy’s cock fucking me as if my very life depended on it. I became a horny, incoherent, babbling slut. Andy grabbed my hips and pounded me with the horsepower of a fucking freight train. He finally thrusted forward with a roar that bounced off the walls, and he grabbed my hips with his huge hands, fully skewering me as he dumped his morning load, my pussy having successfully done its job. My eyes bug out and I cried out “oh fuck!” as I simultaneously came hands-free, uncontrollably dumping my load all over Andy's fucking couch… One hour later I was in the shower, touching my puffy and tenderized pussy, thanks to two phenomenal cocks pounding it within an inch of my life. As the hot water washed over my sore body, I thought about all that man meat and how this was a morning I would never forget. I heard my boyfriend enter the bathroom. I opened the shower curtain a bit so I could stick my head out but still be behind the curtain from the neck down. I gave my boyfriend a kiss and asked him if church was good. He said it was awesome and asked me if I had a good morning. I was concerned the wear and tear on my body would give away my secret. “I think I had too much to drink last night because I feel totally wiped out this morning,” I meekly said to him in an attempt cover my tracks and hope a fake hangover looked similar to me being totally and thoroughly fucked by a gay porn movie producer and a well-known porn star. I closed the curtain and returned to showering as my boyfriend stepped out of the bathroom. I stifled a moan as I could not help but stick most of my soapy hand up my totally stretched and wrecked pussy, deeper than it had ever been by a good amount. I felt like I had been run over by a Mack Truck, but I was also in a state of bliss. I got shit-eating grin on my face as I thought about the next time I pulled up a porn video of my new favorite porn star, for my boyfriend and me to jerk off to on our large flat-screen TV screen that consumed a good portion of our bedroom wall. I started to quietly stroke my cock as my boyfriend yelled out that he was changing out of his church clothes and then would start making us lunch…Fuck me, I love my life!!!