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Near Home—September, 2024 After the great asses of the last post, I wanted more. I went back just a few days later, looking to see who was around. It was a Saturday afternoon. This time it wasn’t great butts on offer, but some amazing throat skills that left me very happy… I park and as I’m headed to the entrance, I’m stopped by one of the busiest cocksuckers here. He leans in to me and says: “There’s a guy here you need to let do you.” “Oh?” “He’s sitting against the side wall. Dark hair, good looking. Guys are telling me his throat is amazing.” I thank him and go in. There are maybe half a dozen men here. And there is a man, sitting alone on the side wall, who I don’t recognize. I nod to him. He pays no attention. I sit on the far wall, so we are across from each other. I unzip and stroke myself to full erection. I notice there are a pair of men playing in the corner closest to the gay video screen. One is on his knees and sucking the seated man. Other men have their cocks out or are kneading bulges in their pants. The guy with the skills is now looking right at me. I nod again. He looks away at the screen. I do the same. I stroke to the video. I get up and piss in the restroom. When I come back, I sit a chair away from the guy. He can’t take my eyes off my hard cock. In moments, he slips to the floor and devours me. He has great tongue work—but in another few minutes, he shows me his real skill. He takes me to the root absolutely effortlessly. Again and again. And his tongue never stops when he comes up between the deep throatings. He’s incredible. It feels super tight when I am lodged all the way down his throat, but it’s not uncomfortable like I can find it with many men. He finally breaks for air. He sits next to me and becomes chatty. He used to have a terrible gag reflex and he worked hard to fix it. (I tell him he should be proud of that.) He is just passing through Michigan on his way home and stopped to suck as much cock as he could. I apologize that I’m not easy to get off, but he says it’s not about the load for him, it’s the stretch. He’s happy to take the cum if it happens, but it’s not why he does it. And to make his point, he slips to the floor and spends the next 10 minutes taking me to the root repeatedly. And he even licks my balls. He sucks me for a good 45 minutes, with lots of mini breaks for some water. When a new guy comes in, I tell him to feel free to investigate. He goes off and is soon kneeling between the guy’s spread legs. And I have a new man on my cock. He’s been watching all the deep throating and now that the guy has moved off, he’s here. He kneels. His hands go behind his back as his tongue touches my dick head. He can’t take me deeply and doesn’t really try. But his tongue is active—and it’s his ‘born to serve’ attitude that is a huge turn on. After the first few moments, he asks for instruction. I tell him to start with my balls and not leave them until they are soaking. He does just what I ask. I give him permission to lick up the shaft. He follows my directions to the letter. His tongue feels great, but it’s the tiniest servile moan that really turns me on. My cock is juicing. I tell him to lick it all off and swallow it. He does. With great pleasure. The Deep Throater comes back. He sits near us and watches. (He never takes his cock out in the two hours I am around him.) My servile boy (who is pushing 40, with a receding hair line, and a body that had once been gym built, but has gone soft) becomes self-conscious. He gets up and sits down on my other side. DT goes back down on me. He shows off a little for the other cock sucker. I gasp as he takes me deep and milks me with his throat muscles. He comes up, grins at the cock sucker and does it again. Then he goes off to see if he can get on a young bearded man who just walked in. I have round two with my servile boy. I undo my belt and drop my pants to around my ankles. I tell him to lick under my balls—to get his tongue between my nut sack and the metal cock ring. He does it—loving to be given a task. I don’t let him back to my cock for a long time—I am more than happy to lightly stroke it as he keeps licking. I idly notice that the bearded boy is a grower. He dropped his pants, revealing a tiny little dick, but it has grown to almost seven inches—and Deep Throater is there. He is making the younger man very happy. I tell my boy, his hands still behind his back, that he can now lick up my cock shaft to the wet head. He does. Slowly. And with tons of spit. He takes me into his mouth. I know he wants my load after all this—but I’m just not there. I’m having too much fun. He squirms oddly as he is sucking. “Do you need to get off your knees?” I ask. He reluctantly says yes. He moves back across the room. Watching Deep Throater bring the young bearded man over to me. “I told him he should try your cock on for size,” Deep Throater chuckles softly. The Bearded Guy, nicely built, maybe 35, with a hipster length beard, kneels and gives me good head. He can’t beat the two that have gone before, but his enthusiasm is fabulous. And his beard is great on my wet balls. He grunts and moans out his pleasure at sucking a bigger cock. He is jerking like crazy. Suddenly he is off me and stands. “Want my load?” I lean in and am treated to the massive amount of semen of those under 40. He thanks me for both my dick and my willingness to take him as he zips up and leaves. Deep Throater does one more round on my cock, but I know I’m not going to blow a load easily now. I thank him and wish him good travels and head home for dinner, just as satisfied as if I’d fed him… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Three Men and a Dick September 25, 2024

So guys just wondering if any of you had had all nighters cocksucking with one horny dude or many hot dudes feeding your mouth loads of fuckmilk. I love to get a hot young horny stud and drain his fuckstick of many wads of cockjuice and love to be milked dry of my jizz. The most loads I had sucked from any hot dude was 6, but have done that a few times with different hot dudes. I have also been sucked for 6 loads over a horny night. Cocksucking rules

Hey all, first post here. I've been lurking on and loving this site for a while now. Anyway, I've had a fair amount of sex with guys, but I still haven't gone as far as I'd like. One thing I have yet to get into is the experience of having cum in my mouth. I've sucked a good amount of dick, but always have shied away from the happy ending. I fantasize about it sometimes, but usually get too grossed out by the thought when it comes down to it. I'm wondering how other guys got into having cum in their mouths. Was it hard? Easy? What about sucking dick, generally? Personally, I was not that into giving head the first couple of times that I did it. Then, I found myself hooking up with a guy who was probably in his 50's, a former gymnast who still had a great build. His cock was at least seven inches, and it was a nice looking dick, too. He was mostly hairless (I love hairy guys, but I've learned to enjoy smooth guys, as well) and his cock was just a nice, big, good-looking piece of meat. That was the first time I enjoyed having a dick in my mouth, and I'll say that it's still mostly true that a handsome hog is easier for me to get into sucking than some of the less appetizing pieces out there. I think it took me a little while longer to get into deep throat, and that's something I just started to teach myself over time. I know a girl who said she spent a weekend in a cabin with some guy when she was younger and came out of it an avid cocksucker. I'd love to find a good teacher like that, although I already get pretty good feedback about my technique so Im not a true beginner anymore. What about you guys? How did you learn to love the cock and cum in your mouth? Any advice for learning how to get used to it?

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How do you find a guy or two to be a suckbuddy. Someone who may come to you from time to time to have his cock sucked, cum in your mouth and swallow his load. No strings attached, reciprocation not required.

Any guys on here have a 69 session where the two of you cum at the same time. Happened to me once many years ago. Awesome experience. Would love to try it again.

Near Home—June, 2024 I had some more group play coming up at the end of the week. I really wanted to go to Saturday’s house party with my balls empty—and churn up a fresh load while playing there. On Thursday, I went to my usual bookstore, the one that had suffered the accident. I wanted see if I could get a little more comfortable in the new bigger room with two screens of porn. It was evening, a time I don’t usually go… The first thing I see, after I pay my admission, is that the curtained entrance has been replaced with a thick door. I go through. There are several men in the dark, L-shaped room. I sit, once again, where I can see both screens with a simple turn of my head. A door has emboldened the men inside. All four of us have our cocks out and are stroking to the porn and for each other. I recognize a bearded white man around my age. He rarely gets hard—but always manages to shoot a load. I don’t recognize the other older white man. He is a gawker—constantly ogling the other men and not either of the screens. He has a fat beer can of a dick that he constantly flails. The fourth man is somewhere between 25 and 35. He is Latin, with long black hair. He is openly stroking his smaller-sized cock. He is watching both screens, doing the same tennis-match-head-turn that I’m doing. The other two men are restless. They try different chairs. The gawker comes to sit next to me. He never tries to touch me, just stares and strokes his own dick. Suddenly, he just stands up and leaves. About five minutes later, the straight movie ends and we are left looking at the menu card. The bearded man goes out to tell the clerk to change the video. The Latin nods to me. I waste no time and move to him. “Do you want that sucked?” I ask. He nods. I go to my knees. I swallow his thin dick down to the root. His foreskin is pulled back and his precum fills my mouth, sweet and delicious. I suck and lick, only leaving his dripping cock to lick his tight balls. The door opens and Bearded Man comes back in. I wonder if the young man wants me to stop, now that there’s an audience. He doesn’t seem to care. He actually groans as I move back to his cock. The door opens again. The Gawker is back from a smoke break. He comes right over and sits one seat away from the young man. The guy in my mouth moans softly and releases a lot of cum—or maybe it’s precum—I can’t tell. His body shakes. His voice shakes too, as he whispers, asking me to stop. I lick him clean and go back to my seat. He goes out. The Bearded Man wants my mouth again. He stands up and moves to the darkest wall near the gay screen (a doorway to all the electronics is there.) He leans against it and beckons me to come suck his dick. I get up and do just that, kneeling in front of him. His dick plumps slightly, but he is moaning like he’s fully hard and fucking my face. The Gawker moves closer to watch us. My hand encircles Bearded Guy’s nuts. A finger plays with his perineum, snaking back to touch his pucker. That does it. He unloads three or four big dollops of cum into my mouth, before drooling out some more. I lick him clean. He pats my head and says “It’s been awhile...” as he does up his waistband and heads out. The Gawker stands up. He’s going to shoot on the floor. I have my mouth around his dick before the first blast. He tries to pull away, but I hang onto his nuts. He shoots a tasty load, for a smoker. He is a delightful mix of being embarrassed and pleased at the same time. But he can’t look me in the face. He is zipping up as he walks to the door. I am alone. For some time. The door opens. It’s the young Latin man back again. He sits next to me. “I want to really get off this time,” he whispers. So, it had been just precum before. I kneel in front of him. His cock is rampant. He is so easy to deep throat. And he loves it. I jerk him as my mouth moves to his hairy balls. The moment my tongue touches them they tighten up again. “I’m really close…” “I love to swallow…” My mouth works up from his balls and up his shaft. My mouth engulfs his entire cock, as my tongue works his foreskin back. And just in time. He explodes. It is a young man’s cum shot. He fills my mouth and I have to swallow fast after each blast to keep up. He squirms and pants and tells me to stop—but doesn’t really mean it—as he keeps bucking into my face. I lick him dry. He sighs. “Will you shoot for me?” I am so horned by all the cum shot from the three men in such a short time, I stand up and jerk. In moments, I shoot a bigger load than I thought possible for me, right at his sandalled feet. “You have such a great cock…” I smile, wishing he was brave enough to have put it inside him one place or another. But, just like I wanted, my balls are empty for the coming weekend… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: A Door Makes All the Difference June 27, 2024

I'm a big fan of gagging the cock sucker working on my cock. When I am serviced by a talented cock sucker I sometimes feel inadequate with my 6.5 cut inches. Has any cock sucker out there actually been close to loosing consciousness when a top forces a bigger cock down your throat and holds you there - with his cock blocking your breathing ? I read about it but have never seen it happen. Thanks for any response.

I love nothing more than getting str8, married dudes off. I've learned at the Adult Sex Shops here in Vegas that the best times for str8 dick is sometimes early in the morning, when guys will make a quick stop at the ABS booths for a super quick bj on their way to work. But, mostly I try to be at the ABS's during the noontime lunch breaks. And from about 3:30p-5:30p when guys are on their way back home, after work, to the wife and kids. I hit up one of my favorite ABS's here in Vegas this afternoon about 4pm and I definitely hit the jackpot today. I stopped at Peepland and the parking lot was full. So, I knew I was in for a treat. Sure enough, half of the dozen booths had their little red lights on. I tried the door knobs of the occupied booths. Most were locked. But I found one unlocked. I stepped inside and found a rather plain looking guy sitting on the chair, his hard cock in his hand, jacking off to str8 porn. He didn't even look up at me, which for a str8 guy, is an invitation to come in. As his eyes stayed glued to the porn on the large screen, I locked the door behind me, took off my glasses and put them in my pocket and knelt down in front of him, between his legs. He never even looked at me as I bent forward and took his cock in my mouth. I sucked on his cock as I fondled his balls. He cock stiffened even more as I serviced him. About 5 or 6 minutes of steady cocksucking brought me the first load of the afternoon. He quickly pulled his dick out of my mouth. Stood and zipped up and was out of the booth before I could wipe his overflow cum from my goatee. I grabbed a paper town from the dispenser and wiped off as I headed out to check the doorknobs again. I quickly found another unlocked door. As I stepped in, I found a very, very tall, slender black guy sitting in the booth. His sweatpants were down around his ankles and a 9" slender bbc was in his hands. He was watching a str8 porn with a white chick taking a bbc in her ass. He gave me a quick glance as I stepped into the booth and locked the door. But didn't pay much attention to me as I knelt between his long legs and began to worship the huge piece of meat he had standing straight up from his crotch. I took as much as I could of his beautiful cock into my mouth. But it didn't feel like I was getting much in there. But, I did all I could to give him the best bj that I could provide. I would take occasional breaks to suck on his balls. He loved that. I don't like to use my hands very much when I'm sucking dick. But since his dick was so long and I couldn't get it as far down my throat as I would have liked, I did stroke his cock as an extension of my lips. He seemed to be enjoying it. Soon, I was sucking on both his big, heavy balls and he began to stroke his own cock. He seemed to really be enjoying my attention to his balls. Soon, I could hear the familiar sounds that signaled that he was getting close to coming. I wrapped my lips around his cockhead just as his hot ejaculate filled my mouth. I swallowed as much of it as I could. I got up, again wiped my mouth and left his booth, as he cleaned off his cock. There are two booths at the far end that have a large glory hole cut out between them. They charge $5 for those booths. And truthfully, they don't get much action. But I could see that one of the booth doors was closed and the red light was on above it. So, I stuck my head into the adjoining booth and looked through the g/h. An rough looking, scruffy guy in his mid 50's, with a white/gray overgrown beard and mustache, very scruffy looking, with a sun and wind weathered face, had his zipper open and was stroking a hard 6" cut cock. Ahhh....He had to be the owner of the Harley Davidson that was parked out front. I stepped into the adjoining booth, locked the door and slipped a $5 bill into the machine. I did the "finger thing" at the g/h. He noticed, but didn't respond. SHIT! Had I wasted five bucks? But, I kept glancing back through the g/h. He continued to stroke his cock. Finally, I thought, "fuck it". I'm just going to put my face up to the hole. I did, and he soon stood and put his cock to my lips. I quickly engulfed his hardon and began to suck. He would only put just his cockhead through far enough for me to suck on it. I couldn't take his full cock into my mouth. It was frustrating, but I realized that was all he was going to feed me. So, it ended up that he stroked his cock as I did the best to suck on his cockhead. Finally, when I could feel his cockhead swelling and getting even harder, I knew he was getting ready to blow. I wrapped my lips tightly around his cockhead as he shot a rather large load into my mouth. His load just seemed to cum and cum and cum and cum. I swallowed every drop, then as I licked his piss slit, he pulled his cock back into his jeans, zipped and left the booth. I still had a couple of bucks credit on my machine, so I just sat back and relaxed for a few minutes till the time ran out. Now, I was back into the hallway to find more dick. I saw an older guy leaving one of the booths. The red light above the door was still illuminated. I stepped into that booth and found a very attractive guy in his mid '40's with a rock hard 6.5" cock in his hands, stroking to the str8 porn on the screen. I locked the door and once again assumed my position on my knees, between his legs. He let out a sigh as my lips wrapped around his cock. It was still wet from the saliva from the older guy that had just left his booth. His cock was just the perfect length and width for me to be able to completely deepthroat. I did some of my best cocksuckin of the afternoon on his cock. I would continually change speeds, angles, depths. I wanted this str8 guy to have the best damn blow job he had had. I wanted to not only shame the cocksucking skills of his wife, but of the guy that had just left his booth. I think I did a pretty, damn good job on it. About 5 minutes of cocksucking found him filling my mouth with his sweet load. As I was getting up and wiping my mouth of his cum, I got the first really good look at his face. DAMN! He was one handsome, masculine fucker! I had been so focused on his beautiful cock, that I had completely missed how handsome he was. He was very, very masculine. His strong chin was covered in a heavy day's growth of stubble. And he had beautiful blue eyes. He gave me a nice smile and said, "Thanks! That was awesome". "Anytime", I said as I smiled at him while cleaning off my goatee of some of his cum. I left his booth in search of more dick. I spent about 15 minutes of either being turned down or finding locked doors. I guess I needed to give my knees a break, anyway. But I was getting frustrated. I was considering calling it a day and heading home, when I made another swing down the hall of booths. The gorgeous guy I had just blown was still in his booth. I stepped in and what would you know??? He was hard as a rock again. And stroking his dick. He smiled at me and asked, "You want another go at it?" "Fuck, yeah!" I locked the door and assumed my position between his legs. This time, he undid his belt and pants. He pulled his pants to the floor, pulled off his shoes and pulled his pants completely off. Giving me full access to his cock AND balls. I sucked for a few moments, then went to work on his beautiful, low hanging balls. BINGO! He was loving it. He was moaning in approval as I sucked first one, then the other of his giant orbs into my mouth. Then I licked under his balls. Oh, boy! He was loving that. The moaning was getting louder. My tongue continued lower and he lifted his knees to his now bare, hairy chest. He had a gorgeous, thin, muscular, very hairy body. I let my tongue slip down until I found his puckered rosebud. He let out a loud gasp as my tongue flicked across it. I spread his ass and slipped my tongue up into him. I was in heaven. Nothing makes me happier, than making a str8, married guy moan, groan and squirm in pleasure. Soon he had both his hands on his ass cheeks, spreading them for me, to allow my tongue to go deeper in him. Then he swung his leg over my head and pulled himself up from the chair. He quickly turned and bent over the chair. His ass was in my face. I spread his asscheeks and dove my tongue back into his hole. I ate him out, kissed his hole and made love to it for about 5 minutes. I may be an OK, even a pretty damn good cocksucker at times. But one thing that I KNOW I excel at, is eating a hot ass. When it's a tight, clean hole like his, I can't get myself deeply enough inside it. I licked, kissed, slid my tongue deep inside till I could taste and feel the soft, pink insides of his hole. I truly made love to his beautiful ass. Soon, he stood up, turned around and slipped his rock hard cock back into my mouth. He held my face and facefucked me as hard as he could. I was taking his cock as far back in my throat as I was able. Soon he was groaning as he filled me with another of his sweet loads. Fuck! This guy is one horny fucker. As we both put ourselves back together, I asked, "Do you come here often?" "Unfortunately, I don't have the opportunity, very often", he said. "Well, I hope to run into you again. You're fun!" "Anytime, bud", he said. As I left his booth, left the store and headed back home. Completely satisfied with some of the funnest cocksucking I've had in a long time.

Hey guys, I'm a total cocksucker as well as a total bb btm, and I go to saunas/bathhouses a lot to do both. I've discovered a specific thing that can help with throat health after a sauna visit... [Edit: this is far from medical advice just something I have discovered that works for me!] Thing is, if you're sucking cock at a sauna, especially if you deep throat* or you do ass-to-mouth, you can't ever be sure where that cock's been, if it's been in undouched asses before sliding down your throat, and so on. I used to get throat infections so often (not STIs but the ick strep infections or tonsilitis that'd have me sick for days) and on antibios so often that the docs started talking about having a tonsilectomy. Just from sucking cock at saunas** Anyway the tip I have found is this: go for it, suck cock, deep throat, go wild. When you get home, gargle your throat with mouthwash, and gargle deep - relax your gag reflex to gargle it deep into your throat as well. It's weird at first, because it can foam or burn slightly (dilute with water if so), but you get used to it. I do this now when I get home from a sauna/bathhouse visit, and the morning after. Sometimes that evening too, but never more than three times (because of the slight burning can scratch your throat and damage it in a different way). I've been doing this for months now, and no more strep infections! 😄 Try it guys, see if it works for you. As I say, it's a bit weird at first, but better than strep. * I'm pretty good at deep throating like 85% of the time, but I still have a bit to learn about fully relaxing my gag reflex. Most of the time you can skullfuck/throatfuck me and I'm good. ** I mean I obviously didn't tell my doctor that, but I knew why. Yes this is a post with footnotes! 🤣

Hi i am seanette and I am a cocksucker I am also a sissy crossdressing shemale. My problem is I am married and I can't bring men Home.. so I try to find men that can Host or do it in a car. Well that is really hard Here in BUFFALO, NY . If I could I would suck 10 cocks a day god I love feeling that hot hard fleshy Piece of meat in my mouth.. I love to edge and tease and suck lick kiss balls swirl my tongue round the Head Hum and kiss that cock look the man in the eays and say ohhh You taste soo good.. and CUM OHH IT IS SOOO DELICIOUS. I get so excited when I suck cock I can cum hands free. I just get frustrated that It is soo hard to get me some HARD CUM FILLED COCK. ANY IDEAS? Anyone in or Near Buffalo/Tonawanda, NY write me You will love my Holes esp my mouth. I am a natural born COCKSUCKER seanette55@protonmail.com write me.. My real name is Sean Carey. I am 60yrs old cut clean ddf my entire body is hairless and silky sissy smooth I love it all except pain and scat !

Near Home—January, 2024 On Sunday, the third week of January was full of playdates. Three to be precise. By Monday, there was one. I landed a work gig and now had a conflict with Friday. My fisting bud graciously agreed to come to the playroom two weeks later. Another bud had his own work conflict, his boss couldn’t let him have Wednesday off. We agreed to meet the following Wednesday instead. That left my Tuesday meet. Maybe. He was a young man who had stood me up before. After a long silence, he explained what had happened beofre and could I give him another chance. I wasn’t sure I should, but I gave him the benefit of the doubt and said ‘Yes.’ He desperately wanted to be pissed on and to finally get fucked by a man of my size. We talked about it, but not too much. It really seemed like he wasn’t doing one of those ‘wank to my answers’ email exchanges. On Tuesday, the time for his text saying he was on the road came. Nothing. Thirty minutes before he was due to arrive, I got on Recon. He was not online. I wrote him a lengthy message saying never again. I waited, not sending it, until his appointed arrival time, and then, ten more minutes. Nothing. No one at the door or a text with an excuse. I hit ‘send’. And I was pissed, mostly with myself that I had let myself in for it a second time. I had gone from a full week of sex partners to none. I got in my car and drove to the bookstore to find someone to put me in a better mood… The parking lot is almost bare, not helping my fuming. I am jovial with the female clerk, who seems to think of me as a personal friend. I sit in the straight theatre. No one here. But the porn is nasty and hard—fitting my mood. The Voyeur comes in. He nods to me and stands along the back wall. We chat. He commiserates, but does not get his cock out. Eventually he goes off to scout the noises we hear through the grating separating the two theatres. The porn heats up. I happily stroke. The door open. A white man, around 40 comes in. He sits in the chair against the wall where he can see the screen—and me. In moments he is kneading his crotch through his pants. Soon, the zipper comes down. His hand snakes inside. He is large framed guy—could easily have played football at school. Still in good shape; you can tell his arms fill the sleeves of his shirt. His face is as handsome as his chest is pumped. He is watching the movie half the time and me the other half. But he doesn’t pull out his dick; he seems quite content to feel himself up through his fly. Suddenly, he stands. “Fuck it,” I hear him say under his breath. He walks to me. “You have a gorgeous cock. Can I suck it?” I really smile for the first time since I drove here in a huff. I nod and spread my legs. He steps over me and kneels. He just looks at my dick for a long moment, then, almost reverently, he holds the base and goes down on me. He’s terrific. Great suction and, damn, his mouth is wet. My pants are soon getting soaked from all the spit he’s producing and I don’t care. He can’t get enough of my precum and the scent of my cock and balls. Now he licks the nuts. Thoroughly. He groans as his tongue digs deeper and connects with my cock ring. He spends forever licking them, cleaning them of sweat and his own spit that got drooled down onto them. He takes my whole cock deep in his throat for the first time. It’s a tight fit. But not painful. Until he does it repeatedly. His teeth scrape the base of my shaft. I wince, but the good is out weighing the bad. I let him have his way with my cock. Finally, as I see him tiring, I tell him it feels great, but I likely won’t cum. He seems relieved. He uses my knees to help him get up off of his. He thanks me and tells me it’s the biggest he’s ever sucked. He leaves. I go piss. And notice there are red abrasion marks where his teeth kept hitting right at the base of my dick. But he didn’t break the skin. I check out the gay theatre. A couple of regulars are there—and the voyeur. But the movie is so bad (first time porn guys talking to the cameraman—forever!—about why they want to be in porn) that I go back to the other side. It’s still the same video—and just as filthy. Now with two guys in the same woman. She can barely open her mouth wide enough… I stroke. A guy comes in. He is maybe 25. A young Latino with his jet-black hair pulled back in a ponytail. He, too is good looking, with black stubble covering his cheeks and chin. He stands against the wall. Not right next to me. He can’t take his eyes off the screen. His hand begins kneading his pants. The Voyeur comes in and stands next to him. He does the same. He takes his cock out first. Then the younger man. His cock is thin, with a lot of foreskin. The three of us stroke. The Voyeur, ever helpful, leans into the Latino and whispers: “That guy is a really good cocksucker.” The Latino looks at me, hesitates for a maybe 10 seconds, before turning and offering me his dick. The moment it is in my mouth, I work the foreskin back with my tongue. He groans. The Voyeur moves around and presses himself against the young man’s back and begins to work his nipples through his T-shirt. The guy doesn’t stand a chance of prolonging his orgasm with the two of us working on him. He begins to moan. He grabs the sides of my head, thinking I might pull away. Suddenly, he is convulsing, spewing his creamy seed into my mouth. Blast after blast. Now it’s my turn to hold on to his balls so he doesn’t pull away. He lets me get every last drop from his shrinking cock. And I begin to feel better about my day… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: The Voyeur Recommends My Mouth February 7, 2024

When young, did any one get caught sucking an older guy? Brother, cousin, friend, stranger?

Near Home—December, 2023 I needed my cock sucked. I wanted to just sit back, watch some porn and let the regulars at the bookstore get their fill of my dick. It was a Tuesday, a day I’d learned I could depend on finding who I needed… Another in the category of ‘Man plans and God laughs…’ I walk into the straight theatre. The man I have christened The Voyeur is waving his very hard, very black cock in front of someone’s face. I assume I have just interrupted a blow job in progress. I sit on the side of the room and away from them. I take out my cock. The Voyeur sits down next to the guy, a man I’ve never seen before. He is white, likely 50, maybe a little less. The Voyeur whispers in his ear. The guy stands up. He is dressed in work clothes. He could easily be one of the men doing the road work on the local Interstate. The Voyeur stands and they move towards me. “Suck our dicks.” The Voyeur’s thin cock slaps my cheek. It leaves some precum in my beard. The Voyeur all but pulls me out of my seat and I go to my knees. The Voyeur begins to fuck my face. No warm up licking allowed. He is in need. He fucks, using only about two thirds of his length. Then he pushes all of himself down my throat. His last half inch makes me choke. The other guy pulls me off The Voyeur. And onto him. My face is shoved into his hairy balls, fragrant from a morning’s work. I lick them, thoroughly. He lets me work up the thick shaft of his above average cock. His head is drooling. I lick him clean and take him into my mouth. He groans. He doesn’t fuck my face. Yet. He just let’s me get to know his sweaty dick. The smell of him is making my own cock spew pre-cum. It’s fresh sweat and wonderful. Suddenly, I am pulled back onto The Voyeur. This time he let’s me suck him at my own speed and using all the tricks of my tongue. The road worker strokes his now wet cock, occasionally slapping my cheek with it. I suck the Voyeur until he pushes me back onto the other dick. This time the Road Worker fucks my face. I have to oval big, but he’s not going to make me gag with his length. My hand finds his wet balls. I caress them as he fucks into my face. “I’m going to shoot,” barks out The Voyeur. I make it back onto the erupting dick just in time. I get a mouthful of sperm and then he pushes deeper to let it drain straight down my throat. I can feel when he’s no longer shooting and work him out of my throat and back into my mouth. I get the last dribble on my tongue. But The Voyeur is too sensitive for a clean up. He pulls me off him and pushes me towards the other dick. I briefly wonder if a load in my mouth will turn the other guy off. It turns him on. He fucks my mouth again. When he pauses, I go for his balls. I can’t get enough of them. He jerks happily as I take each of the hairy orbs into my mouth. I bend down and pull his balls up. I lick the spot right behind them. He stops stroking himself as he moans out his pleasure. I go back to his dick. “I’m gonna give you such a big load…” he mumbles. “Give it to him,” says The Voyeur, who has been doing up his pants while watching us. I stop licking his balls and go back to sucking cock. And it’s working. The guy is close. I feel him tense up. “I’m gonna shoot.” I don’t go anywhere. I pick up the pace. “Oh, fuck….” And the guy is there. He is shooting a massive load into my mouth. The Voyeur always shoots big, but this guy has him beat. He fires volley after volley of cum into my mouth. It is thick, viscous and flavorful. I have to swallow fast not to choke. I feel The Voyeur pat my shoulder and I hear him leave as I get every last drop out of Road Worker. He lets me clean his cock with my tongue. He even lets me lick his balls, briefly, before I go back and get the last drop oozing out of his deflating cock. “I needed that,” he says gruffly and shoves his package back into his boxer briefs. He gives me a playful pat on the top of my head. “You have a great dick,” he says as an afterthought. “Hope you find some lucky guy.” And he leaves. I am still on my knees. My head is swimming with what just happened. The change of my plans was hot—and I had just swallowed two huge loads in my first eleven minutes. But it was not to continue. Almost no one else was around. No one sucked my cock. A hot, long-haired man stroked to me stroking—but all he wanted to do was to heft the size of my dick and call me a “lucky fucker.” As indeed I am… The original, and some good comments, are here: From My Side of the Sling: Tables Turned December 21, 2023

Near Home—November, 2023 The next day, a Thursday, I was supposed to have a fisting session, but it fell through. I was horned, and as I didn’t really get off with Kieran, I went to the bookstore. Once again, it proved that you just never know… I sit along the wall in the straight theatre. A guy who always masturbates, but wants no one to touch him, is sitting in the cocksucker’s seat. He is stroking hard, with his dick inside a rubber so he’ll make no mess. I have a pair of men across from me. One I know well. He is a regular, around my age, tall and thin and fairly good looking. We are no more than nodding acquaintances as he has an eye for younger men. The other is tall, (noticing his long legs sticking under the seat in front of him) and around my age, with a sun or smoker’s weathered face. They both look straight ahead at the video. It takes a couple of minutes for me to realize that Weathered Face has his left hand in the other man’s pants. The guy being stroked has his hands resting on the mound of his pants, almost disguising it. I watch the video and stroke. Now the guy who avoids me, reaches his hand out, grabbing the other man by the back of his neck. He tries to pull him down to suck the cock he’s been stroking. The guy resists. He wrests himself free with a shrug and sit hunched over, looking at the floor. I get up and go next door. A former clerk from here is stroking his big cock to the movie. A handsome man, just younger than myself, watches him. Then he watches me as I take my dick out. The three of us continue to watch the video and each other. No one makes a move. I need to piss. I do myself up and do just that. I go back to the straight side. The cocksucker’s seat is available now. I sit. The two men, side by side, are still there. Now right in front of me. Again, I see the hand go to the back of the other man’s neck. This time he pulls him down into his crotch and I hear the sounds of a wet blowjob. I stroke to the video—and the sounds coming live from the pair of them. Suddenly the man sits up, pushing the arm that held him in place roughly away. He stomps out of the room, zipping his pants. The guy who avoids me goes after him. I inwardly sigh at the drama and concentrate on the action up on the screen. The door opens. It’s the handsome man from next door. He’s white, early 50’s with a touch of gray at the temples on his dark, full head of hair. He is wearing grey sweatpants that bulge obscenely and a matching sweatshirt. He stands next to me. He squeezes himself through the fabric. “Jeez, you’re bigger than that guy over there.” “Only just,” I tell him. He reaches down and touches me. His grip is a little too firm. He let’s go, just as I am about to tell him. He pulls the sweatpants waistband down under his balls. He is sporting a thick seven incher himself. I reach over and guide it into my mouth. “Fuuuuuck….” he croons. The door opens. The man who avoids me is back. He sits along the side wall, watching me suck this man’s cock. The new guy is dripping into my mouth like mad. I give him another two minutes before he blows his load. He groans again. I swallow his sweet, slippery cum a little faster than that. But he is in no hurry to pull out of my mouth. He seems to love the clean up with my tongue. Even my pulling him back into my mouth for a moment to get a final drip that would have stained those sweatpants. He gives my shoulder a grip in thanks—and leaves. The guy who avoids me turns to the video. He kneads his bulge. The door opens. A regular, a man who I either fuck or blow, comes in. He whips out his hardening cock and feeds it to me with nothing more by way of a greeting than a shit-eating grin. I have to work harder with him. He doesn’t always get fully hard, but that doesn’t keep his cum from flowing. My audience of one turns to watch me again, still kneading his groin. The guy I’m sucking takes some poppers and he is suddenly filling my mouth with his seed. He shakes and groans and I get every drop. He lets me clean him up. Then thanks me and takes off. Silence. But the guy is still watching me not the video. “That was an interesting time with the guy sitting next to you,” I venture. He tells me it was arranged online. The guy wanted to be forced to have sex in public. Now it makes more sense to me—as it seemed so out of character for the man sitting here. Eyeing me. “He couldn’t really do it,” he continues. “He was fine when we were alone, but that wasn’t the point…” Suddenly he stands up. “It looks like you know how to suck. Those guys came quick.” He walks back to me and unzips. I have always watched this guy pursue younger men. To the point of stalking. I have never fantasized about doing anything with him. He sticks it in my mouth. He has a nice sized dick, bigger than average, but of a size I can show off my cocksucking skills without fear of teeth. His hands are all over the cropped hair on my head. He strokes it. It feels nice. Then he finds my ears. His fingers are now all over them. And in them. I find it distracting to be finger fucked in my left ear as I’m sucking him. But it’s working for him. He is breathing hard in no time. Suddenly he pulls out of my mouth. “I don’t want to cum yet.” He packs it away and leaves the room. I get up and check the other side. No one. I watch a little more of the straight movie. I can’t find the guy I’ve just sucked. He must be in the arcade, where I never go. The place is empty. I don’t get off. Again. But that’s okay—I am headed to a small house party on the weekend… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: The Men Sitting Side by Side (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 30, 2023

I used to jerk off into condoms and mail them to a cum pig who lived in the middle of nowhere and was craving stud sperm. I kinda miss doing that. Any cum pigs here want my sperm-filled condoms?

Near Home—October, 2023 I was horned. I had made a date with Kieran, the bearded married man who gives me his ass (but is a driven cocksucker) to meet in the playroom. He was late. Finally, I got a text. His pickup was not running and he was still working on it. Damn! I know him well enough that it was not some excuse to get out of the hook up. In fact, we agreed to meet the next day if he could get it working. But what was I to do with my afternoon? Go find someone for my swelling cock, of course… The parking lot has five cars in it. I think about just turning around, but I don’t. I go in. I have my pick of seating in the straight theatre. I choose the cocksucker’s seat. There is only one other man here on this Wednesday afternoon, just after noon. He is sitting way down front and jerking relentlessly to the big breasted woman getting fucked on the screen. I am more taken with the tattooed man working her over—he is a natural Dom and makes her work for her pleasure. The guy down front stands up and shoots, careful to keep it off his clothes. He leaves, with a curt nod to me. I am alone. For a long time. I have often seen crowds of men here on a Wednesday afternoon. In fact, I met Kieran here on a Wednesday. I stroke. I go next door. The gay movie is too young for me. And talkative. I don’t want to hear about the pornster’s first time. There is one man here, a regular, who mostly keeps to himself. I go back to the straight side. I stroke. New scene, new woman, same Dom. She is licking his asshole as I take my cock back out. I wonder what she’s thinking… The door opens. A white man, maybe in his late 40’s/early 50’s comes in. He is middle height, trim and wearing a leather jacket. He stands, leaning against the back wall. He watches the screen intently. I swear I can see the crotch of his jeans plump. He finally looks over at me. “Well, fuck. Now that’s a cock.” “Thanks.” “You should be up there.” He jerks a thumb at the big screen television. I shrug and tell him I’ve done a little porn. He wants to know more. I tell him about the two gangbangs. He is much more interested in my time at the FTM studio. “I’ve always wanted to meet a trans guy,” he admits. “That way around,” he clarifies. We are talking enough now, that he asks if he can sit with me. The moment he sits on the far side of me, he pulls out his cock, an uncut seven incher. It’s not thick and just the head has a slight upward curve. “You gay or bi or what?” he asks. “Mostly gay, but known to wander…I love a hot hole.” “I like that. Mostly straight here, but I love the way men suck cock.” I don’t immediately volunteer to suck him. We chat. He’s from a smaller town in northern Michigan. Here on family stuff. Couldn’t decide to come here or the casino with his free afternoon. We lapse into silence. We both jerk to the video. The Dom has had a male friend come over and the woman is about to get DP-ed. “Always wanted to do that,” he murmurs, stroking harder. I tell him I have DP-ed. “I don’t mean two dicks in some guy.” “I’ve done that a lot, but I got to DP a woman with another big dicked daddy.” Now he’s all ears. I tell him a little more. He jerks. He looks at me. I know what’s coming before he says it. “Would you…” he takes his hand off his cock, offering it to me. I don’t answer. I just go to my knees. He sighs as I take him to the root. His thin dick is the perfect girth for me, so I don’t have to worry about my sharp canines. I suck. His foreskin becomes very juicy. “Love your tongue on me,” he groans. This makes me really use it to pull back his foreskin and get inside it. He moans again. “Can I fuck your face?” I pull off him and give him room to stand. He grabs the sides of my head and pulls me back onto his cock. He pumps. Relentlessly. Deep on every thrust. But he can’t get off. He finally stops, asking for a moment. I sit back down. “Do you suck?” I ask. He turns away. If he turns red in the face, I can’t see it the gloom. “A little,” he admits. “A long time ago.” “Want to try me?” “You’re just the type of guy I’d like to—big dicked, sure of himself…” We watch the video. To my amazement, the woman takes the loads in her pussy and her ass—and squeezes them out for our viewing pleasure. I suddenly feel his hand on my cock. He goes to his knees and takes me into his mouth. He groans around my thickness as it fills him. “So big…” I think he mumbles. His technique is nothing great. But it’s super-hot watching this man suck my dick, conceivably the first cock he’s had in his mouth in 25 years. Or maybe it’s just a line he uses all the time… “Lick my balls, too.” He pulls off me and goes down to the hairy sacks. They are sweaty—and I don’t know if he truly appreciates the heady aroma of me at my most primal. But he licks them. And back up the shaft. I wonder about what would happen if I filled his mouth with cum. He stops. And stands. “Do me again. I’m dripping…” I lean forward. His cock is indeed wet. He allows me my own speed at first, then fucks my face again. But he can’t go over the edge. “I’m sorry.” I shrug. “It’s been fun.” He nods. “Not what I though would happen when I stopped in here.” “What did you think?” “A quick wank and on my way.” We’ve been playing for over an hour. I tell him that. He gasps and quickly shoves his cock back in his underwear. “I gotta get out of here.” I nod. He stops at the door and turns. “I really liked it. Now I’m gonna wonder what I would have done if you’d cum in my mouth...” He tries for a smile and leaves. I wonder the same thing… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Leather Jacket (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 25, 2023

Near Home—September, 2023 It took a few days to get horny again after sending GaryM home with the seven loads from the devil’s dick, one fresh load and a ton of piss, all deep in his ass. But I did. I went to the bookstore on the next Saturday afternoon, a day on which I don’t go as often. But I wanted to see if there were fresh faces there on a different day… I go into the straight theatre. I sit in the cocksucker’s seat. In moments, the air is electric with potential sex. There are two men leaning against the back wall near me. Suddenly one of them goes way down front—the usual sign of ‘I don’t want sex, I want to stroke in peace.’ But that’s not it at all. The rather tubby man goes to his knees and begins sucking the only man in the front row of seats. I haul out my cock and stroke. The remaining man on the wall, kneads his crotch as he watches the sex on the screen and in person. The door bangs open. It is the man I think of as The Spitter. He sucks really well, but he constantly spits out any precum he might have gotten from you and copious amounts of his own spittle. He pushes into the space on the wall between me and the guy groping himself. “Let me suck you,” he whispers. I am not ready for the floor around my feet to become a lake of spittle. I decline, telling him to check back with me later. He goes off, back to the arcade. The guy on the wall is showing no signs he wants anything but to watch. I stroke a little harder as we hear the cumshot from down in front. Those men zip up and leave, crossing paths with another regular, the guy who can’t keep the popper bottle away from his nose. He stands beside me, unzips and offers his semi-hard to me. I suck the guy—more to let the Groper know I suck cock, than thinking I will get much from the man in my mouth. True to form, the bottle is there constantly. He never gets very hard. Soon, he moves around to suck me. Now I could care less if he keeps huffing as he sucks, for he’s really good. The man on the wall likes having sex happen next to him. He unzips, his eyes never leaving the mouth on my cock. He pulls out a nice sized dick. It’s been made clear I suck, too, but he wants to just jerk to me being serviced. In moments, he wastes a massive load on the floor. He leaves, passing a thick set man who is entering. He is likely 40+, white and burly. He’s no beauty—but he immediately pulls out a thick dick with a downward curve and sticks it in my mouth. “Suck my dick, cocksucker.” His words are loud in the theatre. It makes the Huffer work faster on me. The curved cock is a mouthful, but the curve makes it easier to get him down my throat. He grunts out his pleasure as I pull off him and lick his balls. The Spitter comes back in the room. I pull the Huffer off my dick and push him towards Curved Cock. He willing gives the new dick his best effort. The Spitter falls to his knees and sucks me down. Everyone is happy to be just where they are for a long time. Eventually, the Spitter gets to try Curved Cock and the Huffer goes back on my dick, kneeling in the lake of spittle at my boots. He takes my full length down my throat. He groans and his semi hard cock drools out a load into the sea of spittle on the floor. He leaves, sticking his slimy dick into his shorts with no clean up. Curved Cock pulls The Spitter off his dick. “I want to suck some myself.” I can’t believe my good fortune. He kneels on the wet floor and takes me into his mouth. He is not an accomplished cock sucker, but his enthusiasm makes up for it. The Spitter, who never feeds, goes out, leaving us alone. Now the two of us alternate on each other. Back and forth. When his knees get tired, I go back to deep throating that hot curve, kneeling myself on the wet floor. In moments, Curved Cock stands up, brings my head with him in his meaty hands and begins to fuck my face. I think he’s going to blow. But he’s not quite there. “I hate to ask it, but could I lick your pits?” In a heartbeat, I stand up and strip off the army shirt with the buttoned pockets for lube. Then the sweatshirt under it. I raise my arm. My right pit is especially fragrant, and he licks it like an animal in heat. He strokes himself all the time he coats my underarm hair with his saliva. “You swallow, man?” “Of course.” “I want to feed you my load.” I kneel. He slaps my cheeks with his leaking cock. He strokes some more as I lick his balls again. The smell of this nut sack is intoxicating. Maybe hotter than his dick in my mouth. Without a word he rears back and sticks his cock in my mouth. He pumps into me half a dozen times before he pulls out. His hand strokes out the load—shooting it directly into my mouth. It tastes just like his balls smelled…and I shoot between his boots before I clean him up… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Four on the Floor (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 16, 2023

Why do I love sucking cock so much? I ponder this all the time. It seems to be a very primal urge with little reason. It feels so good, subservient, so fulfilling. Why do I want to swallow that cum? I yearn for it like a moth to a flame. Inescapable desire for that Steele hard shaft in my mouth, cumming down my throat more and more loads. Why do you love sucking on cock? And why do you love getting your cock sucked by a man? What do you like about it? Why is it so fucking great?

Jackson—August, 2023 After the very mixed bag of sex that I wrote about in the last post, I was still wanting to get off before the big house party. The very next day, I went to the bookstore with the remodel—hoping to find the release I needed… I arrive right around 11:30 am. I like the lunch crowd here (and I’ve packed mine into the cooler for later.) The parking lot has a few scattered cars in it. Two of them have men sitting in them—waiting to see who goes in. I walk past them, pay my admission for the lounge and head in. It feels darker today after the bright, hot sunshine outside. I do a quick look around. One man is watching trans porn and another seems to be changing his clothes in the gay area. I sit down on the big couch where I can see several different screens—each showing a different genre of porn. I unbutton and stroke myself hard. It’s easy to do with the anal sex happening on the mammoth television screen affixed to the wall in front of me. I feel movement to my side and turn. The cubby young man has changed from his shorts and tee into a long, flowing, flowered caftan. He tells me it makes him feel sexy, as he kneels in front of me. I love his beard on my balls and his mouth is hot and wet. He gets me dripping, but I don’t think he is thinking I’ll shoot. We are both just enjoying the moment. He stops when his knees get tired—and other men start arriving. Many of the newbies look at my cock, but there are no more takers. I roam and settle in the gay room. One of the new arrivals takes advantage of the more private setting and kneels. He is around my age and I expect good things from his years of experience. Not so much, as it turns out. No teeth, well, almost none, and just rather dull—very little passion as he goes through the motion. He can’t stay on his knees for long, so I am happy to help him up. I move around again. Lots of men. I see men going into booths with glory holes and there are actually men on the back ramp for them to suck. There is one of the three holes open, so I stand between two men who are also being serviced. The guy doing me is good with his tongue—but he won’t even try to take more than the head into his mouth. His hand is wrapped around my shaft so I stand and let him work my piss slit and cock head. He grows tired quickly. I guess I should have instantly shot my load. I pull out the moment his hand releases me. I wander. I head into the trans area. A guy around my age is getting head from the talkative Black man who is here every time I visit. I start to back out to give them some privacy, but instead the man getting sucked loudly gives up his load. I watch as he lets his cocksucker lick him clean of semen. He smiles at me and says “Next!” as he leaves. I unbutton and sit down. The talkative man crawls over to my cock. He starts a conversation—but barely gets out two sentences before he starts to devour my dick. He’s great. He has done me here many times in the past. Great suction, easy deep throat, no teeth…everything about a blow job I love. He only takes a break on my shaft to start nuzzling my balls with his very thick and wet tongue. He groans at the taste of the morning’s sweat on them. He licks and moans and does each of them individually, never trying to crowd both of the bloated sacks into his mouth at once. He pulls off me, and rests on his haunches. “That is one mighty fine cock.” He sighs and takes me down again. To the root. Repeatedly. He knows me well enough to know that I’m not likely to shoot. And indeed—his legs tire before I do. I help him up. He promises to come find me when I’m ready. And I want just that… * I wander. In the straight corner, both chairs are occupied by daddy types. One is my age, tall and spare with a highly trimmed goatee. The other, slightly younger, is a barrel chested man. And both are stroking very respectably sized cocks. The goateed daddy recognizes me from somewhere. “You suck, right?” he asks, point blank, with no games. I nod. I go to my knees and take his dick in my mouth. “Damn, you’re good,” he breathes. I work for maybe three minutes before he gives me his load—sweet and creamy. He is too sensitive to let me clean him up and he ruins a pair of Calvin Klein white briefs as he stuffs his still oozing cock into them. I stand up. “You aren’t going anywhere, are you?” says the barrel-chested guy who has watched and stroked to the whole thing. I kneel again. He is thicker and not as long. And he’s close. He liked what he saw—and likes what he’s feeling now even more. I get another load in under two minutes. He lets me get every drop… * A lull. I eat out in the car, happy for a break. I go back in. The crowd has thinned. I look for the great cocksucker, but he, surprisingly, is not there. I sit and stroke. I don’t want to just shoot on the floor, but I would like the balls empty to start making fresh jizz for the weekend. “May I help you with that?” He’s a good ten years older than me, likely in his high 70’s. Smoking has not been kind to his creased face—but the great bone structure is still there. He also carries himself, still, with that ‘I have a big cock’ aura. And he does. It is sticking out of his pants. He would have been that unattainable stud at the disco when I came out. He uses my knees as support to get down to the floor. His mouth is great. Not as roomy as the talkative guy, but damn good and just what I need. He is good about working the head, shaft and balls in rotation. I am sure that I have found my guy. But he can’t stay down on his knees. I help him up—and sit back down. I bend to take his cock. “You don’t have to suck this old thing…” “But I’d like to…” I swallow him down, the biggest dick of the day. His incredibly soft hands grab my ears. He begins pumping into me. “It’s been so long…” he groans. He’s there—I can feel it. And he pulls out of my mouth and shoots on the floor… * I look around, but I can’t imagine finding what I need with the men who are left. I go home, and just save those full balls for Zane when I get to the house party… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Still Looking (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 5, 2023

An Evening of Cocks & Cum I was trying so hard to find a cock to suck that I was about to quit looking until one night I had an idea. Instead of trying to find one Top to suck and wasting time when they didn't show, I'd hedge my bets and schedule at least 7 or 8 on one night while I was away on business in a hotel. I got my pint of JB and went to work on Craigslist. This was 14 years ago when their Men Seeking Men was on fire. Here you go: Enjoy I realize that I have not written a story in many years, but all of my other stories were fantasies and this one is finally real. If you've read my stories you know that I'm an obsessed cum lover who's only real exploration has been through my pictures, prose and in my own mind aside from tasting my own elixir every now and again and wishing it came from a real cock. Not only had I never tasted another's cum, I had never touched, much less sucked another cock in my life to this point. But, and this is a big but, my life changed a few months ago when I finally got the alcohol aided courage to take the plunge or swallow the cock. I was in my hotel room with a bottle of Jim Beam and I was surfing the net scanning the Craigslist ads for gay hook ups when I finally thought the time was right. I was half way through my bottle and feeling really hot and seeing the ads for how easy it would be, I put a quick ad together advertising myself as, "Bi Guy Needs Cock and Cum." I added a few nude pics of myself and waited. I guess I need to tell you that I'd made a few dates with a few like minded guys before this, but they always stood me up. These were one at a time dates and they just never came together. This time with a proper ad I was broadcasting to as many people as would read it. Well at around 6:30 I got my first email from a guy with a nice pic and stats. He said he could be there around 9. After a few more emails, I sent him my room number and continued making appointments. I was determined not to be stood up again. I was going to make at least 10 dates to cover my bets and ensure that I'd have my first cock by the end of this night. Little did I know what lay in store for me. I began to get many emails with offers. I worked hard to screen each and see through any crap. One by one I put a full night of sucking and swallowing together with someone scheduled literally every 45 minute or so till 1 am. I lost track of who was at what time what with the deluge of rejected emails and those I'd chosen. It was about 8 pm when my first guy was supposed to show up. I was so fucking nervous and without the JB, I'd probably never gone through with this, but I really wanted some cock and cum in my mouth after all these years of fantasy, wishing and drooling over the numerous pics and stories I'd viewed. I was really hard at this point and pulled the bed down and drew the blinds with only the bathroom light on and the door mostly closed. I really did not want anyone to get a good look at me or me them. I wanted cock not any relationship. If one could have been delivered to me through the wall that would have been fine, but with only my shorts on, I was fucking ready for what lay ahead. "Knock, knock, knock." was the next sound I heard. I nervously opened the door and this 30 something Hispanic man came in and began to pinch my nipples before I knew what happened. I don't even remember him getting undressed or me for that matter when we were suddenly in a 69 on my bed with his tight ass cheeks and shaved cock an balls above my face. He was licking at my cock and I reached out for his. God Damn, this was the first cock I'd ever felt. I pulled its semi hard form to my mouth and began to suck it like the cock whore I always knew I was. It felt so incredible. I forgot about my own cock and even lost my erection. I had said in my ad that no reciprocation was needed. He quickly turned and straddled my face with is cock and balls. He lifted my head and began to fuck my mouth. I pulled on his hard ass cheeks and tried to get all of his now fully erect cock into my mouth. He was only 6 inches and I easily deep throated him as he asked me to lick his balls. I sucked them inside my mouth and groaned with this pleasure I'd never known, but now loved. I was in sucking heaven. I was also drunk and ready for as many cocks as the night would allow. He got off of me and pushed me into a kneeling position at the foot of the bed and told me that he wanted me to make him cum. I needed no encouragement. I used my mouth as I had dreamed for these many years and gave him the best blow job I could. He seemed to be enjoying himself as his breathing quickened and my mouth was suddenly full of warm cum. It did not shoot to the back of my throat as I had always imagined, but simply filled my mouth. I allowed it to drizzle out of my mouth and onto my chin. I really wanted to be covered by cum this night. He quickly got up as I crawled onto the bed and pinched my ass and left. I just lay there dreaming of what had just happened with cum on my chin and chest and naked awaiting my next treat. I heard a gentle knock on the door and staggered my naked body to the door. I was now not in a position to care about anything, but getting more cock. I was drunk with JB and lust. I opened the door and another man came in and told me to lay on the bed. He told me to lay on my stomach and use the butt plug that lay next to me on the bed. I pushed it into my ass and watched as he jerked off his nick cock and played with my ass also. He wanted to spank me as I pumped my hips to feel the butt plug. He really talked dirty to me and seemed to enjoy the show. When I realized that he was ready to cum, I moved around to get my mouth under his cock. He said, "do you want my cum in your mouth.?" I just moaned and got into position. He aimed his cock at my mouth and jerked off. I just kept my mouth open as the fist jets of cum shot out and onto my lips, chin, chest and into my mouth. It was so warm and I swallowed what I could and just lay there in the afterglow of it as he dressed and said, "You are really fucked up aren't you?" He just laughed and said thanks and left. All I could do was just lay there cum covered and groan in approval. I was totally fucked up and would submit to anything at this point. He was gone and before I knew it there was another knock at the door. This time the guy looked at me as I opened the door and smiled seeing my face and chest dripping with cum. He knew he had found a live one. He quickly got undressed and just sat on the edge of the bed as I got down and sucked his cock into my mouth. It was a nice sized and hard. He really wanted to cum and groaned and filled my mouth with some more warm cream in about 30 seconds. I pulled my head off of him and looked at him and asked if he wanted to see his cum. When he said no, I still opened my mouth and let it dribble down my chin and chest. It did not turn him on and he began to get dressed. He said, "How many cocks have you sucked tonight?" I answered, "You're the 5th or 6th. I lost count at this point. I began to check my email standing there naked with cum dripping down my body as he looked over my shoulder and asked if he could stay and watch. I wasn't sure about that as I heard another knock at the door. Wow. I thought. As he made his way to the door with me behind and opened it, this other man walked in. He was older and in a suit and really not in the best shape, but at this point, what could I do? He was on the side of the bed and I got down on my knees and began to suck his little cock. It was only 4 inches and he was nervous. Neither of us seemed to excited about this, but he came anyway and I just spit it out. With him gone, I checked my email and really had no idea who was next or how many were left. It was now 11 pm. As fucked up as I still was, I answered a few more emails and gave my room number out without regard to my previous screening procedures. I was really out there and living on the edge. I truly don't remember the next few guys that came in my room and came in my mouth. I do remember the varying cock smells and flavors. Not all were to my liking, but this was the scene I'd written and set up. You can only do so much. I looked at my email again and one guy had said he'd be there later around midnight. I checked and confirmed that I'd given him my room number. I was almost asleep when the last knock came. I opened the door and saw that he was shorter than me and around 50. I had to pee really bad and excused myself. When I came out, he was propped up on the bed naked against the back board with a shaved cock and balls and his cock was easily the largest of the night at around 7 inches or more. I was really stunned and actually starting to come down from my JB induced high. I seemed to wake up from my stupor and realize that this was really real and this cock was sticking up and he was waiting for me to suck it. I crawled onto the bed and got between his legs. His cock was perfectly shaped and hard. As I put the tip in my mouth, he grabbed the back of my head. No one else had done this. Most of the guys seemed like first timers or were simply having a thrill at my expense. This guy was a true top and I was to be his bottom. He pushed my head down and I choked. He said, "You really want this don't you? You want my cock deep in your throat and you want to eat my cum?" I was in fucking heaven chocking or not choking. This was what I wanted and I bobbed my head and moaned in approval and sucked him hard. He continued to use his hands to force my mouth down on his cock, but it wasn't necessary. I needed no encouragement. I was sucking his cock harder than he could fuck my mouth. We were the best match of the night and we were just getting started. I was pushing down so hard and choking my own mouth as his cock head pushed to the back of my throat over my tonsils. He just laughed saying that's what I wanted. I just groaned each time and kept deep throating him. I wanted him to cum. I felt his balls and they were really tight. They were shaven and felt so good and ready to give my what I wanted. He told me he was about to cum and pushed my head down hard. As I tried to keep my gag reflex in check, his cock spewed it's cream deep down my throat and into my stomach. I barely had to swallow as his balls emptied their load into my hungry mouth. He pulled me off of him and laughed as some sperm dribbled out of my mouth and onto my already crusted chin. He did not loose his erection and then I saw, in the darkness a leather cock strap. This guy was into being a top and I was so fucking loving it. He simply said, "You're not done yet." I was amazed that his cock was in the same shape I'd found it 10 minutes before. I pounced on this once in a lifetime chance and sucked him as if it was the first time. This time he really forced my head down hard over and over again and was really rough. He really wanted to use my mouth like a man whore. I gagged many times, but kept sucking and trying to meet this thrusts with as much enthusiasm as possible. I was loving this and it was a great way to finish out my night of lust, sucking and swallowing sperm. My face and body was covered and I had a cock in my throat again. I sucked hard and this time he just came wherever my mouth happened to be in it's up and down motion. My mouth filled up with a smaller load than before and I just let it drip out so that he could see the lust on my face and how much I was in cock sucking heaven. He got up and dressed without saying a word. I checked my email and now that it was after midnight, I was done. I signed off and fell onto the bed. There were numerous wet spots from the cum of several men and my body was speckled with many samples. My stomach was also the lucky recipient of some sweet sperm. For a first time, I really went for it. Aside from some feelings of remorse the next day and some guilt, I would not have changed a thing. The single dates I'd tried just were not working. I needed this free for all evening and it worked. I really need to do it again soon. I always knew I wanted to suck cock and now I had and it lived up to the hype. I'm still marred and secretly bi, but you are too in many cases. Hope you enjoyed my first time.