Monorchid

Adrian came back to our shared room as I was packing. It was the end of the season at the holiday camp and I was starting university after the weekend. He’d been swimming, as usual, and wore only his uniform green speedos when he flopped onto his bed. “You off tomorrow then?” “Yeah. Getting…” He cut me off, “Better suck my cock one last time, then, eh?” He’d clocked me as gay almost as soon as we were billeted together. I couldn’t stop myself snatching glances at him – a couple of years older than me (I’m 18,) he was the camp lifeguard so spent his life in speedos and tight t-shirt with a towel round his neck. His short blonde hair was constantly damp. I learnt the ‘trade’ quickly, and had been sucking him nearly every day the whole season since. Well, him, half the male staff and a succession of holidaying dads and teens, and a few grandads for that matter. My name, trade and chalet number were scratched on many cubicle doors in the guest and staff toilets. He raised a little off the bed and pushed the speedos down to show his semi-hard 7” cock. I pulled the wet speedos off him and started licking his shaft. I knew exactly how he liked it – lots of tongue work round his shaft and balls, and under his foreskin. NO HANDS. Then take him slowly into my mouth, sucking and licking and even some nibbling until choking him into my throat. That had taken a while to learn, and the first time I had to puke in the waste bin. I was glad he had quite a slim shaft and small spongy head. Now, he easily breached my throat and seemed to really like my gagging and choking and retching – at least, it always got him harder and verbal, “Yeah, choke on me cocksucker.” Sometimes, he’d stand over me or have me with my head hanging off the end of the bed and literally fuck my throat. Today, though, he just lay on his bed while I worked his cock in my mouth and throat. I’d been swallowing his meat for about 15 minutes – my eyes and nose were streaming, there was spit and mucous all over his cock and my face, my jaw and throat were sore. I slowed and started licking round his crown to take a slight breather, but he had other ideas. He pushed me away and I landed with my chest on my bed. He had one hand on the back of my neck and pulled down my shorts and underpants with the other. I shook my head and squirmed around to try and escape, but he was much stronger than me. He hacked up a mouthful of phlegm and spat it straight on my hole, making me struggle more. “Wriggle all you like, I’ve been waiting all summer to take your cherry ass.” I felt the slimy head of his cock press against me as he held me down by the shoulders. I tried to say “No.” but I was muffled into the mattress, so I clenched as hard as I could. “The more you resist, the more it’s gonna hurt you.” And he pushed hard enough to get his head past my resistance. I screamed into the bed and tried to buck him off, but that simply let him drive in further. The stabbing burning pain was almost unbearable as he pounded into me. Slowly, though, the pain ebbed away as my sphincter and ass muscles adjusted. “Yeah, you’re a cocksucker and a fuck boy now,” he sniggered, and he picked up a faster, harder and deeper stroke. Then he started growling like he does before he cums and gave several quick sharp jabs before holding himself just inside. When his started pumping he slowly slid himself back in and rocked himself inside while his cock still pulsed. As his breathing steadied, he pulled out and sat on his bed. I stayed where I was, but reached down to pull my shorts and pants up. I didn’t want to look at him, but he reached over and grabbed the neck of my t-shirt. Pulling me towards him he said “You’re still a cocksucker, and I’ve got a dirty one here for you to clean.” I looked at the slimy, softening cock – covered in his cum and what was probably blood, and felt my gorge rising. But I knew what would happen if I didn’t. He’d slap me around like he had when I nearly puked on him. So I took him in my mouth and cleaned him off. When he was satisfied, he pushed me away, hauled on a fresh t-shirt and shorts and left.

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A friend of mine has a story about going home with a guy in the 90s and, on finding portraits of Margaret Thatcher in the living room, turned on his heels and left telling the guy "this is never going to happen." I'd feel much the same...

I fucking love sucking cock with an audience - I'd do it on stage if I had the chance 😋

I'll start at 1 and work my way to 25

You really shouldn't beat yourself up about it. We all have bad meets, and some (light) bleeding sometimes is inevitable. It's more likely if the bottom has haemorrhoids, some other kind of anorectal condition or an infection. You might want to get an std screen if you're worried.

It only hurts for a short while before endorphins take over. There are some particular areas which cause more pain, such as crossing tendons in the wrist, but generally if it's actually painful (rather than just sore) you've found yourself a bad tattooist.

Herpes infection is highly variable - I have a systematic infection (not sexually transmitted) and take daily prophylactic antivirals to prevent flare ups. I still have occasional flares but they are usually minor (just a cold sore or similar, most of the time.) The antivirals at full dose usually put it down in a few days, but I need to take them for at least a week after that to be sure. It can take up to 6 weeks for the residual pain and other sensations to go away though. You're usually only infections when there is a detectable sore, but the virus can shed in mucosal membranes (nose, mouth, anal cavity) for a while after the symptoms clear up.

In my experience, blind guys are great play mates - very tactile, which I really like. I've learnt many techniques from them.

Fuck aye! My front four bottom teeth are missing and a cock fits just nice in the gap. Don't listen to the hater - he's clearly got his own hangups.

You should be getting a publisher for this - it rivals Mason Powell's The Brig.

I'm not a medical practitioner, but I understand PreP takes 7 to 21 days to be fully effective, so you'd need to take it for a month before your trip to be safe. You'd also want to take it for some time after to be absolutely sure.

I really do believe it's my responsibility as a cocksucker to give as much pleasure as I can. Learning to please different guys makes me a better cocksucker for everyone.

A truly great cocksucker will work out how to make it good for you - it might take a few tries, but your pleasure should be his focus. How else is he going to make you cum. If it's painful, the cocksucker is doing it wrong. I speak as a cocksucker and if you said it hurt I'd be trying something different.

Would seal my lips round you when you cum 😋

Just ram it down and pump

Sounds like a sort of 1on1 bukkake to me. I can see the appeal from both sides.

I'm looking for some help with Japanese names and slang for a story I'm working on. Basically, I need a Japanese speaker to help with names, nicknames, insults, slang and a few simple sentences. Any help is greatly appreciated...

I need some help with names and slang for a story I'm working on. Basically, I need a Japanese speaker to help with names, nicknames, insults, slang and a few simple sentences. Any help is greatly appreciated...

My partner regularly sleeps inside me whether we've fucked or not. It's always better (for me) after he's loaded me up.

You know, really, all this 'advice' so far is very personal - every cock and cocksucker is different. Not everyone is going to respond to the same techniques. I have guys I've sucked who love teeth and biting and guys who go limp at the slightest scrape. Same with gagging or choking. Some like lots of ball work, others are all about their glans... You just have to experiment, learn as many techniques as you can think of, and pay attention to how your top(s) respond. The more experience you have, the better and more fulfilling the cocksucking experience will be for you and your top.

I had a buddy who organised parties - when I got an invite I knew had several mates lined up to use me. Usually him and 4 or 5 guys of all sorts. They'd all pass me round and most of them would cum in me more than once except my mate. He waited till everyone was done before sucking the cum out and then planting his own. Come to think of it - I should write it up as a story... Bottom line is: he and I trusted each other and what the other liked so it worked really well.

When I top it's very dependent on the bottom and how I react to him, and him to me. It can be anything from a 'live sex toy' sort of thing to 'he'll carry my DNA for the rest of his life.' It can be different with the same bottom at different times, too, depending on our mood and connection that time and the situation we're in. It never makes me feel he's 'mine' in any way, though - that comes from a very different connection. There's also the spunk he's already taken soaking into my shaft, and mine into the next guy to think about. Overall - there's no one answer, or often even a way to predict how I'll feel and/or think it afterwards.

Ice sticks are great. A former fuck bud used to freeze pencil like sticks of his (and other guy's) spunk. We'd use it for lube when we fucked. Cum melts and warms up quite quickly compared with water, so we didn't get ice cramps, but the feeling of sliding into a cooled hole and having it warm up while you fuck is great. But a raging hot cock warming your cold cunt from the inside is amazing...