My Coming of Age

[Guest BottomDweller]

There is, for everyone, those epoch moments that come to us; those revelation moments when we discover who we really are.  I suppose that the "catalyst" for my love of cock arrived in some paper back porn book I purchased in a Philly porn shop.  I remember that it had a part of the story where a father takes one of his daughters anally... the graphic description so wonderful to read that I found myself wishing that I were she.  That wonderful book led me to purchase a rather sizable dildo to anally pleasure myself with, and I was very quickly addicted to riding my latex friend.  

Then came that wonderfully fateful night, I was out drinking at a local bar... pounding the beers as a young man will do.  Around ten-thirty I was feeling a nice beer buzz and filled with the kind of courage only alcohol can provide and I drove to the local adult bookstore.  This place had video booths with gloryholes, but to date I had merely watched the vids and gotten off on by my hand.  This night, however, the finger came through the wall and I returned with my cock.  In an instant I felt a warm mouth on my cock, loving my throbbing maleness as only a hungry mouth can.  I can't say how long I lasted before rudely blasting my load into the stranger's mouth on the other side of that plywood wall, but when I did I immediately zipped up and left... enbarassed, conflicted, and angry at myself for taking advantage of that stranger.

Let me also add, this was in the time that the "gay plague" was on the evening news with reports of gay men in San Francisco being leveled by some strange fatal illnesss.  The early thoughts were that it was possibly caused by the poppers that gay men seemed to use to extend the sexual rush of their climax.  But, I was in Pennsylvania, three thousand mles distantfrom the illness sweeping the gay community, so this new threat wasn't too big a deal for me.

A week later, and againg, zi had thebeer inspired hardon and agin I was seated in the video booth with a stack of tokens on the coin box.  After what seemd like an eternity, the finger through the hole in the wall... followed by my hard cock.  As I felt my orgasm rising , I pulled my self away from my unseen lover on the other side of the plywood wall.  I put my finger through and motioned for hime to reciprocate and LO, a beautiful semi hard cock emerged into the harsh light coming from the video screen.  I knelt down, and took the first cock in my life into my mouth and worked it with the type of motions that I enjoyed on my own phallus.  That beautiful length of man meat pulsed and swelled to it's full glory in my mouth and I worked my tongue around the head and behind the ridge of it's beautiful glans and didi all I could to urge it torelease it's torrid load of semen and to make it's ower a happy man.  It seemed like an eternity, but ultimately I could taste a new flow, and that cock started sawing in and out of my mouth as my invisible lover fucked against the wall and into my mouth.  The ccock froze and I worked it, feeling it pulsing heavily... and a warm flood filled my mouth.  I realized with both delight, and a bit of revulsion, that he had just shot his load of sperm and I was well and truly a cocksucker now.  I will admit with a bit of shame that this precious load of cum ended up on the floor of the video booth.  But I must also admit, that the memory of that cock filling my mouth with sperm has stayed with me as one of my most cherished memories and has led me onward into a life of wonderful debauchery and perversion.