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Not Gay Natural CocksuckerYou never know someone until you live with them… or in this case spend a few days in a hotel together.And even if you think you know yourself, situations will test that knowledge and even redefine who you are.To explain what I mean I’ll tell you my story of a few days in Seattle that changed everything.Tyler was married, with a couple of k**s, like me, although his were younger. Well, truth be told, he was ten years younger than me, and had a ridiculously hot blonde wife… although she hadn’t lost all the baby weight from having two k**s in 27 months.He was a very good looking guy and got hit on regularly by nurses, patients’, and patient’s friends and family.I, on the other hand, am the epitome of average. Ten pounds overweight, boring brown eyes, black hair with too much grey coming in and glasses.My wife also never lost her baby weight, although she often starts new diet routines and buys work out equipment that collects more dust than anywhere else in the house. I love my wife, but sex is bi-monthly, oral sex bi-yearly and anything kinky a faded memory of pre-c***d life.Which brings me to the incredible strange few days that changed my life.The flight was delayed, the ride was full of turbulence and the food was shitty. Thankfully, the booze went down smoothly and both of us were a little drunk by the time the cab got us to our hotel.Checking in was another nightmare as they screwed up our room and we ended up in a room with one king sized bed, but we thought it was hilarious as we were still kind of drunk.Once in our room, after the long day, we unpacked and went to the bar for a couple of drinks and then back up to the room.In the elevator, Tyler warned me, “Dude, I know we are sharing a bed, but I sleep in the buff.”I laughed, thinking he was joking, “Yeah, me too.”I expected some witty quick comeback, he was always joking around, but I didn’t get one.In the hotel room, I went and took a piss and brushed my teeth feeling utterly exhausted.When I returned to the room, I was surprised to see he was standing in front of the television completely butt naked, typing on his phone.I realized then two things:1. He obviously wasn’t k**ding about sleeping naked.2. His dick was huge.Now I have since read many first time gay stories where the guy sees a big cock and instantly a need to suck cock occurs.That is not what happened to me.No, I made a joke about it. I quipped, his cock way bigger than mine, “Holy shit, no wonder you got a hottie like Sarah.”He looked at me and shrugged rather nonchalantly, “It definitely doesn’t hurt.””No seriously,” I laughed, still staring at it and wondering how big it would get hard, I continued, “It’s like a horse’s dick.””You have lots of experience with horse’s dicks?” he joked back with a sly smile, as he headed to the bathroom.”Asshole,” I said, turning away as to not look at his ass.”Just making sure,” he said as he disappeared into the bathroom.I got undressed and grabbed my pajamas, not comfortable with being naked in a bed with a guy.I was watching sports highlights when he came out a few minutes later and walked to the bed, still naked, and slid under the sheets.I asked, still in awe of his casual nakedness, “You seriously coming to bed naked?””I told you I always sleep in the nude,”‘ he answered, looking at me, “I thought you said you did too.””I thought you were k**ding,” I said.”Nope,” he shrugged, “I can’t fall asleep with clothes on.””Well, I’m not sure I can sleep with you naked,” I countered.”Don’t worry,” he said, “your tiny ass couldn’t take my horse cock.””Fuck you,” I laughed, realizing my worry was silly. It was just a bed. It wasn’t like anything was going to happen… we were two married men.”If you want,” he shrugged, “but I hope you brought lube.””That’s more a third night in the same bed thing, don’t you think?” I laughed.”Playing hard to get?” He questioned.”I’m more than just a piece of ass,” I joked, the conversation hilarious.”Yes, you have a mouth too,” he shot back, this time, oddly, not laughing.Suddenly feeling this was getting too ridiculous, I said, which was true, “I’m exhausted.””I’ll take a rain check then,” he joked, once again, as he grabbed the remote and shut off the television.I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. To my surprise, my dick was hard, which confused me.I let it calm itself down and crashed pretty hard.In the morning, after Tyler showered, he walked around naked for a good fifteen minutes.I sure wasn’t looking, but it was hard not to see his dick as he walked around casually drinking coffee and watching last night’s sports highlights.He even talked to me while naked, completely oblivious to the awkwardness of it.Eventually, he got dressed, and we headed out for breakfast before the conference started.After a day of long, some good and some not so good sessions, Tyler said, “I need to hit a spa.””Our hotel has one I think,” I responded.”No, I’m going to Steamworks. It’s a ten minute taxi ride from here,” he informed me looking at his phone.”What is Steamworks?” I asked.”Like the YMCA,” he answered. “You should come. It’s a great place to get some much needed release.””Why not,” I shrugged, my back sore from the terrible chairs I sat on, mixed with yesterday’s long day of travel. I added, “Shit, I didn’t grab any trunks for the trip.””You won’t need any,” he answered, which I thought was odd, as he walked outside and hailed a taxi.I was about to ask, but a taxi showed up instantly and we were soon on our way.The taxi driver was a very friendly man who pointed out a few tourist attractions when we told him we were Canadian and before I knew it we were at our destination.I followed Tyler inside the building that reminded me of a classy strip club in Toronto I have frequented on a few occasions over the years.Once inside, we paid to get in and were given a towel.I was curious, but didn’t ask any questions.Once inside, we went to the locker rooms and wordlessly got undressed.Once naked, Tyler oddly, although not surprising after his frequent nakedness at the hotel, put his towel over his shoulders and said, “Time to go relieve some stress.””I can’t wait to hit the sauna,” I agreed, putting my towel around my waist.”Jerry, be sure to just act normal,” he warned.”What do you mean?” I asked, as he left the room and I followed.As we went into the main establishment I immediately realized what he meant.There were glory holes along one wall and two naked men were at them. One was sucking on a cock, while the other seemed to be waiting for a cock. Both the gloryhole cock sucking I was witnessing and the guy who was waiting were surreal. Who would wait for a cock to suck?My wife always made it a dramatic ordeal as if she was parting the Red Sea the rare time she sucked me. Yet, here were guys eagerly sucking or waiting to suck cock.I kept walking, although I couldn’t take my eyes off the taboo gay act as if I was driving by a car pulled over by a cop… always curious if I knew the driver (although being in a different country it wasn’t possible to know these guys).The guy waiting asked Tyler, his eyes seemingly going big at the sight of Tyler’s big dick, “Looking for a cock sucker?”Tyler replied, “Going to the sauna.”I wasn’t sure if that meant yes or no as my head spun with what I was witnessing, even as my cock inexplicably began to grow under my towel.As we walked, I looked around in intrigued awe as I began to realize Tyler had brought me to a gay club.Was Tyler gay? The question seemed ludicrous based on the reality that his wife was smoking hot.Did Tyler know we were going to a gay version of the YMCA? If he just wanted a sauna couldn’t he have gone to the one in our hotel?Actually, a better question was why the hell was I now rock hard?I saw rooms that were closed, I saw rooms that were open, and I saw an area that included televisions showing sports where I saw my second gay encounter of the day, where a rather large balding man was being blown by a skinny black guy. The balding man was watching the television while he got blown.I stared like a deer in the headlights, stunned at the complete lack of shame at doing something so taboo so publicly.Tearing my voyeuristic eyes off the gay act, I followed a casual acting Tyler to the sauna, my cock frustratingly hard as steel.The sauna was empty and Tyler sat down and said, continuing to act casual, which made me try to act casual too, “So what did you think of that Cooper dude?”His legs open, his huge dick dangling between, I was distracted. Yet, I sat across from him, unsure what proper sauna etiquette was, and answered, as I kept my towel over my hard-on, “Nothing really revolutionary.””Agreed,” Tyler nodded. “I wonder what a guy like him gets paid to spew generic fluff like that.””Thousands,” I nodded, having to focus to not glance down at his dick.I mean I wasn’t thinking of sucking it or anything, but I was inexplicably drawn to look at it… like a moth to a flame.”Shit, I could do that,” he said.”Yeah, I imagine you could,” I agreed, desperate to maintain eye contact… kind of like when I dated the big breasted Sara back in college and had a very difficult time not staring at her ample cleavage.Suddenly, the guy from the gloryhole walked in. He went directly to Tyler and asked absurdly, “Can I suck you?””Sure,” Tyler nodded, and continued the conversation with me as if it wasn’t odd that a complete stranger, a complete male stranger, was about to suck his cock.I watched as the stranger, moved in front of Tyler, dropped to his knees and took Tyler’s flaccid cock in his mouth.Tyler asked, “So how much is a lot?”I vaguely heard his question, but was really staring on the guy between Tyler’s legs.”Um, I don’t, um, know,” I struggled to respond, in awe of what I was watching live… as if I was on a perverted version of Candid Camera.”Never got your dick sucked by a guy?” Tyler bluntly asked.”No,” I admitted, still watching the guy bob back and forth”It’s a must,” Tyler said, letting out a slight groan.”But you’re married,” I said, pointing out the obvious. “To a ridiculously hot woman, may I add.””And I would never cheat on her,” Tyler answered. Before I could point out the obvious flaw in his theory, he added, “I would never fuck another woman, Sarah is a great fuck, but she sucks cock like shit. Male cocksuckers, on the other hand, unlike women, know how to suck cock, to worship a cock like it deserves to be worshipped. Isn’t that right, cocksucker?”The guy quit sucking Tyler’s cock and admitted, “God, yes,” before immediately resuming sucking.The term cocksucker made the gay act even hotter for some reason and that was the first moment I wondered what it would be like to suck a cock.Yet, I didn’t say anything, as what exactly does one say to that?”Anyway, when I travel I usually go to a place like this or use Craigslist,” Tyler admitted, before adding, “I also have a couple eager cocksuckers back home.”I couldn’t believe his logic… cheating is cheating. I tried to laugh it off, “I’m not sure Sarah would agree with you.””Oh, I’m pretty sure Sarah and Carol play with each other too,” Tyler suggested.”Fuck off,” I replied, the idea his wife and mine having sex together suddenly a very hot, yet unrealistic, image.”I found my wife’s sex toy stash and it includes a couple strap-ons,” he shrugged, before adding, “and it sure isn’t for me.””No way she is fucking my wife,” I confidently replied, even though as I witnessed Tyler get blown by another guy I had to admit I wasn’t as adamant about it as I would have been yesterday.”I bet you fifty bucks they are,” Tyler very confidently countered, “I know my wife thinks Carol is hot.”I laughed, “My wife complains how quickly your wife recovered her figure after giving labour.””Probably the strap-on workouts,” alanya escort Tyler joked.”Giving or receiving?” I questioned.”Likely both,” he shrugged, “Sarah likes to be fucked hard.””So does Carol,” I admitted, Carol wanting to be fucked and not made love to.”I think Carol would look completely at home munching on my wife’s cunt,” Tyler said, then groaned.”I can’t disagree with that,” I laughed, my cock rock hard.”Want my cum?” Tyler said.For a moment I thought he was talking to me, yet looking at the gay act, the guy bobbing like a cum-hungry slut, I realized he wasn’t.”God, yes,” the cock sucker replied, with a desperate hunger I had never heard from a female during oral sex.Tyler stood up and pumped his cock while the cock sucker opened his mouth wide with anticipation.I watched in fascinated awe, briefly wondering what it would be like to suck that big cock. Yet, I shook my head at such a silly thought even as my eyes remained locked on his fist pumping his cock.”Here it comes,” Tyler grunted, and his first rocket of cum shot high and over the guy. “Oops,” Tyler laughed, as he moved his dick down and his second shot hit the guy in the face, as did the third, before the guy took Tyler’s cock back in his mouth.I can’t deny it. At the moment, I saw myself sucking his cock. Yet, I wasn’t gay, nor was I going to cheat on my wife. Still, the idea of sucking him off was undeniably there.After a minute, as the cock sucker cleaned Tyler up, Tyler asked, “Do you want a blow job?”I stammered, “F-f-from you?” And then realized I should have just said no.He laughed, “No, from our eager young man here.””No,” I firmly said, like I should have the first time.”You sure?” Tyler asked, sitting back down. “He gives a world class blow job.”The guy turned to me, his face dripping with cum, which made him look both more pathetic and gay and yet somehow unexplainably more appealing, and asked, “Do you want a blow job, sir?”The question was asked as if he was a waiter asking if I wanted a drink. Although my cock was hard and I could definitely use a blow job, as it had been a while, I shook my head, “No, thanks.””Your loss,” Tyler said, as he leaned back, his slowly shrinking dick in full view for me.The guy stood up and said, turning back to Tyler, “Thank you.””No, thank you,” Tyler replied.The guy left and Tyler continued, “Dude, you need to let loose.””By getting blown by a guy?” I asked, still bewildered by the whole experience, and slightly annoyed at his pretentiousness.”Show me your dick,” he ordered, which surprised me.”What?” I questioned.”I’m not going to suck you or anything, I just want to see if you’re hard,” he answered.”I’m not showing you my dick,” I replied, both because it was rock hard and also way smaller than his.”Just show me,” he said.”No,” I protested.”Come on,” he continued, “I want to test a theory.””What theory is that?” I asked, even though I should have continued to adamantly refuse.”That watching a guy suck cock turned you on,” he replied.Of course it was true and I was indeed still rock hard. Yet I answered. “Even if I’m hard it doesn’t mean it’s because of that.””So you are hard,” he concluded, based on my answer.”Regardless,” I sighed, “that doesn’t mean I want to cheat on my wife.””I told you it’s not cheating,” he countered.”I’m pretty positive Carol would disagree with your theory,” I replied.”If she can eat pussy, you can get your cock sucked,” he countered.”Maybe she just allows your wife to eat her cunt,” I countered, trying to stay in control of the bizarre situation.He laughed, “Trust me, I guarantee you that it is Carol on her knees between Sarah’s legs or on all fours taking a strap-on.””Fuck,” I laughed, the conversation ridiculous, “that would be hot.””Agreed,” Tyler nodded.He then changed subjects and we chatted for fifteen minutes about sports and what to have for dinner.Nothing else was said the rest of the night and I figured he understood that I was uncomfortable talking about it.I was sleeping, after a great supper, a few drinks and the sauna draining me, when I vaguely heard the door open.Although groggy, I heard Tyler say, “Knees.”Although it was dark, there was just enough light to make out the figures. Tyler was naked, as usual, and was standing, while another person was on their knees, sucking.Like in the sauna, I watched with voyeuristic awe, many questions stirring in my head.Who was sucking him?How did he end up here?Was it a he?I couldn’t see much more than Tyler’s naked ass, and the vague figure in front of him.”That’s it cocksucker, take it all in,” Tyler ordered.Somehow, even though I couldn’t explain it, the words made my cock hard.Maybe it was because I was tired, maybe because I hadn’t shot my load during this trip, or maybe it was the surprising shift in my once defiant heterosexuality, but I again wondered what it would be like to be on my knees, to be a cocksucker.Tyler’s frank nudity, his impressive cock and what I had witnessed earlier today, combined with what was currently occurring in the hotel room, had me questioning everything.Tyler’s firm derogatory words somehow intrigued me too. “Oh yes, you’re a natural cocksucker,” he groaned.I wanted to see if it was a guy, even though deep down I knew it was. He wouldn’t cheat on his wife with another woman, he had made that clear.I wanted to know what the cocksucker looked like for some reason. Was he young? Old? In a suit and tie? Did he have a ring on his wedding finger?And before I even realized I was doing it, I was standing up and moving towards Tyler and the anonymous cocksucker.Tyler, noticing me, wasn’t remotely embarrassed or surprised as he said to the cocksucker, “You have an audience.”The cocksucker, who was indeed a guy, in a suit and tie, didn’t flinch or miss a beat as he bobbed back and forth hungrily… taking all Tyler’s massive dick.Tyler asked, “You like to watch, Jerry?”I said, trying to be casual, “I was just curious.”Tyler laughed, “That’s how it’s always starts.”I realized then what I had said and blushed. “That’s not what I meant.”Tyler didn’t respond, instead groaning as it seemed his orgasm was close.”Should I come on his face or down his throat?” Tyler asked.And although I knew I shouldn’t participate and encourage Tyler’s behaviour I responded on instinct, since it had been a fantasy of mine I had never been able to do on a woman, I wanted to see him shoot again on a guy’s face, “Shoot your load on his face.””Open wide, cocksucker,” Tyler ordered, pulling out and beginning to furiously pump his cock like he had earlier today.The stranger on his knees opened wide, an eagerness I never saw in my wife or any woman I had ever been with.I watched, my gaze focused on Tyler’s big cock as I again wondered what it would feel like to be on my knees, to have his cock in my mouth.I again shook my head at the thought just as Tyler grunted and coated the stranger’s face.”Take it all,” Tyler groaned as rope after rope shot out his cock like a cannon.The stranger kept his eyes closed as his face was painted with cum, only a little seeming to hit the open mouth.After the fifth rope, Tyler slid his cock back in the stranger’s mouth. The stranger, without instructions, seemingly just following the natural assumption of the cock sucker, closed his mouth and resumed bobbing, although much slower… as if milking any last remnants.Tyler asked me, like he had at the sauna, “Need a blow job, Jerry?”While the answer was definitely no earlier today, somehow the answer wasn’t as simple this time.My cock was rock hard, it was dark which meant I really couldn’t tell too closely who was sucking me and he couldn’t really see me. My answer showed my trepidation as I replied, “I don’t know.””Trust me,” Tyler said, “it will change your life.”I replied, “That’s exactly what I’m worried about.””Like I said before, dude, you haven’t really gotten a blow job until you have had an eager married man like Dave here worship your cock,” Tyler said.”I can’t,” I said, somehow hearing his name making it more real.Tyler pulled out and asked, “Do you want another cock to suck before you go home to your wife and k**s?””Yes,” Dave answered, glancing towards me.Tyler said, “Go ahead, dude, give this nice man your cock.”Oddly, the way Tyler said it, as if I was doing the guy a favour, made me feel obliged to do it.As I pondered my options, Dave moved to me and wordlessly pulled my boxers down.I could have stopped him.I could have protested.But I didn’t.I watched, paralyzed with indecision, as one married man took another married man’s cock in his mouth… my cock.Yet, the moment his warm mouth took all my hard cock in, I closed my eyes and let the pleasure take control.My wife, the rare time she goes down on me does it for a minute, maybe two, not sucking to completion since before the ‘I dos’. Now she just sucks long enough that I begin to relax and really enjoy the blow job and then she’s done.It’s a double standard. I eat her until she comes, yet she reluctantly sucks me for a minute, maybe two and implies she is doing me a huge fucking favour.Also unlike my wife, he deep throated me with ease, as he began slowly bobbing. Each forward bob took my entire cock inside his warm mouth, his tight lips, and I was in heaven.I didn’t know a blow job could be so good.Tyler commented, when I groaned, “I told you man, men know how to suck cock.””His mouth is like a tight virgin pussy,” I responded, not opening my eyes, just allowing the pleasure to course through my very being.”And they don’t gag, whine or expect anything in return,” Tyler added. “They just want a cock in their mouth and usually a load down their throat.”I didn’t respond, instead moaning again as Dave, after a couple of minutes of slow build, began bobbing faster.I hadn’t had a fast blow job since college and that was from a drunk Becky, who used her teeth and gave the worst blow job I’d ever experienced.This was the opposite. His mouth was like velvet. His bobs were smooth. His hunger was insatiable.I knew I wasn’t going to last long.Although the idea of coming on someone’s face was appealing, I hadn’t shot a load down a throat since before marriage and the opportunity was too good not to take, having come this far.I warned, “I’m going to come soon,” as I felt my balls boiling.Dave somehow went faster as if telling me it was not only okay to come in his mouth, but he wanted it.And in less than fifteen seconds I gave it to him, a couple days load of cum rocketing out of me and gliding down his throat.College girls who tried to swallow usually gagged the moment the first spray hit their throat, but Dave kept sucking aggressively, swallowing every drop of my seed with ease… something I had never felt before.When my load was completely withdrawn by this expert mouth. I suddenly felt like I was going to pee and I pulled out. “I have to pee.”Tyler laughed, “That’s when you really know you have gotten a first-class blow job.”Dave said, oddly, “Thanks,” as I hurried to the bathroom, almost tripping on my underwear.I didn’t say anything, as a sudden guilt washed over me. I had just cheated on my wife.I closed the bathroom door, flipped the toilet seat open and immediately began pissing as I scolded myself for my weakness.I also pissed everywhere, my cock somehow not shooting one stream.I held my pee and sat down to finish so I didn’t make a bigger mess.As I sat there, I wondered what Carol would say if she learned I had let a guy suck me.Part of me smirked at how she would be relieved that she didn’t have to do it.Yet, the logical me knew she would feel betrayed and unloved.Fuck!Dammit! Why couldn’t I have just stayed in bed?Shit! Why couldn’t I have just said no?I mean, although rare, I occasionally got hit on by hot women, hot younger women, and I had no problem escort alanya saying no to them because I love my wife and I would never cheat on her.And if you asked me if I would ever cheat on her before today I would have adamantly said no and meant it.If you would have asked me if I would ever let a man suck me I would have laughed so hard.Yet….Yet, that is exactly what I had just done.I washed up, including cleaning my dick, and returned to the room.The lights were all off, Dave was gone and Tyler was snoring.Wow! No guilt at all. How could he possibly just go to sleep?I struggled to find my underwear in the dark, but eventually did and returned to bed exhausted and guilt-ridden.I tossed and turned for over an hour as my guilt overrode my exhaustion.Eventually, I fell asleep promising myself I would never allow myself to do that again.Next morning, Tyler acted like nothing happened last night, not saying a word.Although he did walk around naked again.We had breakfast together and didn’t talk about it.We went to a keynote and didn’t talk about it.We split up to go to break out sessions where I wondered if he planned to go to the sauna place again… both nervous and excited about going there again.We met up for lunch, where we didn’t talk about it.And when the day ended, we, me anxious and guilt ridden and Tyler relaxed and casual as always, ended up back in our hotel room.I was both happy and sad he didn’t suggest going to the Steamworks place. Sad because part of me wanted to see more gay sex, to see Tyler get sucked again… and as I thought about it, my cock got hard. I wondered if I would let another stranger suck me again if given the chance.Which, of course, was why I was also happy he didn’t suggest going. The reality that I was thinking of allowing a stranger to suck my cock meant I had gone too far.I called my wife while Tyler began getting undressed in front of me. I tried not to check out his cock while I began chatting with my wife, but it was virtually impossible.It was like a magnet was in his cock that drew my eyes to it, even as I tried not to do it.I also couldn’t understand why looking at his big, flaccid cock made my own cock harden.He said, “Going to take a shower.”I nodded as my wife babbled about her work day… me, as usual, only vaguely listening as I wondered, yet again, what it would feel like to have Tyler’s cock in my mouth.I had never considered sucking a cock before these past couple of strange days.I had never seriously considered cheating on my wife.And I definitely hadn’t even remotely considered allowing another guy to suck my cock.Yet, I had done all these in the past twenty-four hours.I sighed as guilt again washed over me again.I was sitting on the edge of the bed as I finished chatting with my wife who was getting ready to take the k**s to swimming lessons, when Tyler walked out of the shower.This time he had a towel, although it was over his shoulders and not remotely covering his now clean cock.I said goodbye to my wife even as I felt my mouth betray me by watering at the thought of sucking that beautiful cock.Tyler walked to his phone and called his wife.As he started talking to her, he walked over to me and stood directly in front of me.His cock was now dangling directly in front of me, and just a few inches down.As he told his wife about the conference he pointed to his cock while staring at me.I couldn’t believe it.He was expecting me to suck his cock… while he chatted with his wife.I couldn’t believe the gall of him.He somehow knew that I was curious about sucking his cock.I couldn’t believe how he could see past my firm denial.He said, talking to his wife, “Sometimes you have to just go for it.”Hearing the words and feeling they were meant for me, my body moved of its own consent, even as my head spun with the consequences.I lowered myself to the floor, on my knees, and now was staring directly at his thick cock.He put his flaccid cock in his right hand and offered it to me.He continued his conversation with his wife, a conversation that seemed to be with her and yet at me. “Just go for it.”I should have stood up and walked away.I should have punched him in the balls.Yet, after only a few seconds of hesitation, my mouth watering, I felt my body moved forward as I figured what the hell and opened my mouth and took it in my mouth.He said, “Yes, it will be hard, but definitely worth it.”I couldn’t believe his words as I felt his cock harden in my mouth.I couldn’t believe I had a dick in my mouth.I couldn’t believe how natural it felt to have a cock in my mouth.I only had a couple of inches in, but I wanted more. I wanted to get him hard, I wanted to feel his full stiffness.I slowly bobbed on his cock as it continued to get bigger, to get harder.”The harder it gets, the more you’ve got to work at it,” he said, which made me smirk. He was definitely using innuendo at me while talking to his wife.I kept bobbing, getting used to my mouth being stretched and filled in such a taboo way.And although I couldn’t fathom getting all his cock in my mouth, I wanted more. I needed more.Strangely, I wanted to be a good cock sucker.Soon it was completely hard and he said, “Hard works pays off.”As I began bobbing faster, taking about half his cock in my mouth, he said, “I’ll call you later, baby. Jerry wants to get something to eat.”And God did I.I wanted to get him off. I wanted to taste his cum. All my curiosities overwhelmed me as I gave in to them.Even as I tried to understand what would make me think such things.As he tossed his phone on the bed, he groaned, “You’re a natural, Jerry.”The simple sentence was both offensive and flattering. Yet, I didn’t say anything as I focused on the big task at hand.He continued, “I knew you were a cocksucker the minute you saw my cock.”I wanted to ask how, since I sure didn’t know it myself.But I was so intoxicated with the feeling of sucking his cock I wasn’t going to stop to ask a question.Yet, he answered my unspoken question, “You see, almost every guy will suck cock given the opportunity. And those that don’t suck cock are natural tops.”I wasn’t sure I was buying the theory, although there seemed to be some real evidence his theory had some merit as I sucked my first cock.”Some are just cocksuckers and others are bottoms, loving a cock in their ass,” Tyler added.My eyes went wide and I froze. Even though I currently had a mouthful of cock, I didn’t see myself as gay. But a cock in your ass, that was definitely gay.”Don’t worry, Jerry,” he laughed. “I don’t think you’re a bottom, and I seldom top a bottom.”Seldom? That meant he did sometimes fuck a guy.”Get sucking,” he ordered.And I did, even as my head spun with his words.”It will be good to have one more cock sucker at the hospital,” he groaned.My eyes went big again as I realized the obvious implication of his words. I also wondered who else at the hospital had sucked his cock.”That said, I think you may be my new favourite,” he said, “it’s obvious you are loving being on your knees.”I hadn’t thought about it, but frustratingly, he was right. It felt so natural to be on my knees. It felt so good having his cock in my mouth. And my completely stiff cock agreed.He pulled his cock out of my mouth and said, “I kind of made you suck my cock. Do you really want to keep sucking me?”I looked up at him, suddenly feeling empty, and admitted, likely sounding rather pathetic, “Yes, I really want to suck your cock.””Good,” he said, “Because I don’t want to force you. I want you to want to. I just knew you wanted to, but felt you likely wouldn’t unless coerced.”I didn’t respond with words, but with action, as I leaned forward and took his big, juicy hard cock back in my mouth.”Nice,” he groaned, as I resumed bobbing.I bobbed the best I could, slowly taking more and more in my mouth.”You sure you’ve never sucked cock before?” He questioned as I took about six inches in my mouth.I slightly shook my head in response.Adding another shocking revelation to this crazy week, he revealed, “Christ, it took Barry a month to take that much of my cock in his mouth.”Barry was a fellow doctor… and my best friend.I couldn’t fathom him sucking a cock.Yet, before yesterday, I couldn’t have fathomed I would be sucking a cock, either.He continued, “No worries, Jerry. You will be a great addition to the company’s cock sucker club.”I was again worried he would reveal this to my colleagues, yet he again answered my concern before I could share it.”Don’t worry, Jerry,” he groaned, “what happens at work, stays at work.”That didn’t comfort me much. Yet, at the moment all I cared about was his cock.I kept sucking.I kept bobbing.And eventually I had almost his entire big dick sliding in and out of my mouth… although not all.”Such a good cocksucker,” he groaned, before adding, “I’ll be using that hungry mouth of yours regularly.”At the moment, those words should have terrified me, yet they did not. Instead, they excited me. I could have this cock in my mouth again.”Ready for my cum?” He asked.I moaned on his cock like a cum slut, not slowing down, in response.”A fucking natural,” he laughed, before grunting and saying, “Here comes my cum.”And then I eagerly swallowed another man’s cum. I gagged as his cum sprayed on my throat and moved off his cock which meant the second rope splattered me right in my open left eye.He laughed, as more cum hit my face as I closed my eyes, “We will have to work on that.”I just allowed the surprisingly warm cum to coat my face, only a little going in my open mouth, feeling satisfied and dirty and yet wanting more cum.Unlike my wife or ex-girlfriends who complained that cum tasted gross, I found it satisfying although relatively tasteless (just a symbol of a task well done)… although the texture did indeed take a bit of getting used to.”Clean me off, Jerry,” he ordered, I noticed not calling me names like he had the Craigslist cocksucker.I opened my mouth and he slid his cock back in it and I retrieved any last specks of his cum already craving more.When he pulled out a minute later, he said, as he moved away, “Ready to go for dinner?””Sure,” I nodded, suddenly feeling awkward on my knees, my face covered in cum.”Great,” he said, “I’m starving.”I stood up, my cock rock hard again, and headed to the washroom. Thankful he didn’t notice the impact sucking his cock had on me in my pants.I looked in the mirror. I looked ridiculous.I washed the cum off my face and noticed my one eye was slightly red… the one I had gotten cum in. I washed my eye as best I could, curious what impact cum could have on the eye.I went to pee and returned to the room.Tyler asked, “Ready to go?””Sure,” I nodded, again having mixed feelings. I felt guilt for what I had just done, and yet even more guilt at the thought I would definitely do it again.We headed out for dinner where we again never chatted about what had happened until I said, as we waited for the bill, “Fuck, my eye is itchy.”He chuckled, “Yeah, looks like some of my cum hit you right in the eye.”I responded, deciding to joke about it, “Yeah, I guess I should have swallowed it all.””Well, practice makes perfect,” he quipped, before adding, “I shoot more cum than most guys, I think.””It was a lot,” I said, talking about his cum feeling so surreal and yet weirdly natural.”The itch will go away by the morning,” he reassured me.”Good,” I said, just as the bill arrived.He asked, once we were alone again, “Do you want more practice?”There it was… the question that would forever determine if I was a one-time cocksucker or a forever one. Yet, I didn’t even hesitate as my cock hardened in my pants again, “Yes.””I knew you’d love it,” he said confidently.”How?” I asked, curious to know myself.”How one reacts to seeing a big cock usually alanya escort bayan tells the story,” he said, before adding, “plus your mouth was practically watering in the sauna while I got head.””It was not,” I protested, even as my cheeks went red.Tyler asked, “Is your cock hard right now?””Maybe,” I shrugged.”Meet me in the bathroom in two,” he said, standing up and walking away.My eyes went big.He wanted me to give him head in a public washroom.That was too much.I didn’t move. I wasn’t doing that.Yet….After less than a minute, which felt like 100, his big cock refusing to leave my head, I stood up, feeling dirty, and headed to the washroom.As I did, I got a text:Hurry up!It’s empty in here.Last stall.I reached the bathroom that had three stalls and went directly to the final stall.Tyler was standing, his dick already out and semi-hard.”I love getting blown in public places,” he said.I stared at his cock and began to move to it, the magnetism in his thick rod again drawing me to it, even as my brain set off alarm bells about the potential consequences of his last sentence.”You should probably close the door,” he laughed at my eagerness.”Oh, right,” I said, feeling silly at my insatiable desire to suck.I quickly closed and locked the door, turned around and dropped to my knees. I took his semi-erect cock in my hands and stroked it as I leaned forward and took it back in my mouth.”Oh yeah,” he groaned, “such a natural.”And although the words were silly, I did feel like a natural. It was like I had found a skill and passion for something I had never considered before. Yet, once the flame is kindled it burns bright.I swirled my tongue around his mushroom top as his cock again hardened in my mouth.”That’s it,” he said, “worship my dick.”Again his words were bizarre, who would have thought I would be worshipping a dick, but there I was on my knees doing exactly that.Once it was completely hard, I began slowly bobbing back and forth and after just a few seconds the bathroom door opened and two voices were talking.I froze, my mouth half full of cock.”Keep going, cocksucker,” Tyler ordered, using the derogatory name for the first time towards me.And although I was petrified of getting caught, my need to suck, to obey, overrode my fear. I resumed sucking as the two men talked about sports, completely oblivious to what was happening in the last stall.I bobbed slowly, not wanting to make any slobbering sounds that would give me away as I tried to concentrate on Tyler’s dick.Soon they were washing their hands and Tyler surprised me by grabbing my head and beginning to fuck my face… something I had only done once to a girl (Beth at prom, and she sure didn’t appreciate it). I couldn’t not make slobber sounds as his cock roughly filled my mouth, even gagging once as my eyes went big at both getting used and the idea strangers may hear us.And they did.One of the guys said, sounding disgusted, “Look.””Holy fuck,” the other said laughing.”Faggots,” the first guy said.”They’re everywhere,” the other said, as the door opened and they walked out.I was mortified. Being called a faggot was so much worse than being called a cocksucker.Yet, I just remained on my knees as Tyler fucked my face. A few seconds after we were alone again, he grunted and said, “Here it comes.”This time I focused on swallowing it all.I immediately didn’t care about being called a faggot.I just wanted to taste his cum.To swallow it all.And I did.He kept fucking my face, depositing his cum down my throat, using me as his personal cum bucket… and dammit I loved it.I loved being used. I loved swallowing cum. I loved being on my knees.When he was done, he pulled out and said, “You really are a great cocksucker, Jerry.””Uh, thanks,” I said, unsure what to say about such a compliment.”No seriously,” he said, putting his snake away. “You are the best first time cocksucker I’ve ever had.””Seriously?” I asked.”Oh yeah,” he nodded, “I mean you clearly were meant to suck cock.””That’s preposterous,” I said, still in my submissive position on my knees.”We’ll talk later,” he said, “we should get out of here before the homophobes come back here with security.””Oh fuck,” I said, quickly getting off my knees.He walked out and I followed going directly to the mirror to wash my hands as he walked out. As I washed my hands, I could taste the aftermath of his cum in my mouth.It had almost no taste, just enough to remind me what I had just done.Just enough to remind me I wanted to do it again.A minute later, I returned to the table and Tyler said, “Bill’s paid.””Great,” I said, as we headed out of the restaurant.”Strippers?” he asked.”Sure,” I nodded, thinking seeing some hot sluts dancing around would maybe reclaim my manhood.I wanted to ask more about his theory about me, yet I couldn’t find a way to bring it up.Three beers, a dozen strippers later, and one lap dance, I really had to pee. Having a hard-on, I decided to go to a stall instead of a urinal.Sitting down, I awkwardly got my dick down enough to piss in the toilet seat as I noticed a hole in the wall to my right. I looked to my left and saw another hole.I gasped.It was a glory hole.I had only seen one once at an adult store in Winnipeg years ago and I scurried out of there faster than the speed of light. Yet, this time I stared at it in awe.I finished peeing and was about to stand up when someone entered the stall.I froze.I should have quickly left before any possible option was given to me, yet having now sucked Tyler’s cock twice, I was curious.Would all cocks feel the same in my mouth?Does all cum taste the same?Are all cocks as beautiful as Tyler’s? ‘Did I just call Tyler’s cock beautiful?As I pondered this, a guy on the other side, asked, “Want to suck a cock?”I was speechless.”I’ll let you take a look at what I’m offering,” the man said in a deep voice.As I remained frozen, my cock hardening again in the toilet, I stared at the glory hole until a big black cock popped through it.I gasped.It was even bigger, even thicker, than Tyler’s.And somehow being black made it look so different… and even more intriguing and enticing.I didn’t even think about it.I needed to have it in my mouth.NOW!I repositioned myself, still with my pants around my ankles, onto my knees so I could suck this beautiful black cock.I took it into my hand.He said, “Good girl.”Another derogatory term, yet it only enhanced my eagerness to suck and serve.”Go ahead, take my cock in your pretty mouth,” he ordered.And I obeyed.I felt compelled to obey.I felt compelled to suck.I opened wide and took his thick slightly upward curving cock in my mouth. It was sweaty, unlike the cleanliness of Tyler’s cock. Salty, but in a sexy, appealing way. A natural way.I began bobbing, knowing there was no way I was taking all ten inches in my mouth, yet determined to get as much as I possibly could in.”Good girl,” he groaned. “You love my black cock, don’t you?”I moaned on his cock in response. I did indeed love his cock. I wasn’t racist. I didn’t get turned on by interracial sex, but his cock was beautiful. It was the Mona Lisa of cocks.”Say it, cocksucker,” he ordered, pulling his cock out of my mouth.With an embarrassing urgency, I begged “Please, shove that cock back in my mouth. I love your big black dick.””Good girl,” he said, giving his cock back to me.I was so thankful. Like I was receiving a gift, which in some ways I was.I resumed sucking. I resumed worshipping.”Oh yeah,” he groaned, “suck a good cocksucker.”These words made me feel good. I wanted to be good, I wanted to taste his cum.I bobbed furiously for a couple more minutes until he warned, “Get ready for my load, cocksucker.”And seconds later I was swallowing my second load of the day. His cum was saltier than Tyler’s and oozed out of his cock and into my mouth, again unlike Tyler’s missile shooting.I swallowed it all, milking his cock as best I could.A moment later, he pulled out, without saying a word.I remained on my knees, suddenly mortified that I had sucked a complete stranger’s cock. What was I becoming?Suddenly a voice behind me said, “Here’s another cock for you.”My eyes went big and I stood up, pulled up my pants and quickly left the stall.A black man in his fifties was washing his hands and smiled at me.I put my head down and scurried out and back to the table with Tyler.”You were gone a while,” Tyler said.”We need to go,” I demanded.He asked, “Ready for another load?”Thinking it was easier than admitting I just sucked an elderly black man’s cock, I nodded, “Yes.””You really are insatiable,” he said, standing up. “Watching all these sluts has me ready anyway.”Soon we were in a cab, a few minutes later, back in the hotel.Although I wanted out of there because of the humiliation of what I had just done, once in the room I was more than ready to suck Tyler one more time.When he returned from the washroom, naked as usual, I waited for him to tell me what to do.He looked at me on the bed and asked, “Do you want one more load?””Yes,” I nodded.”Then come and get it,” he said, as he sat on the edge of the bed and turned on the television.I got off the bed, moved to him and dropped back onto my knees.He said, “This one will take longer.”And man did it.He watched almost half an hour of sports while I bobbed on his cock. I even moved down and sucked on his balls. My jaw was getting sore, as were my knees, and my head spun at the reality he was living my dream.I had always wanted to watch sports while getting head; now I was doing the opposite.Finally, he warned, “I’m getting close.”Oddly, I wanted it on my face.I wanted to be humiliated.I wanted to feel the warm cum splatter my face while expecting it.I pulled back and asked, “Please shoot your load on my face.””Awesome,” he said, as he stood up and began pumping.As I opened my mouth, ready to close my eyes when the time came (pun intended), he continued talking, “Oh man, I’m going to use that mouth of yours every chance I get.”And I knew he would and I knew I would let him.I was addicted to his cock and maybe even addicted to sucking cock in general… the big black cock popping back in my head.”Close your eyes,” he grunted, and a couple of seconds later my face felt the first warmth of cum. A second, third, and fourth shot coated my face.”Shit, you’re a great cocksucker,” Tyler said, as he shoved his cock back in my mouth and I hungrily bobbed on it.Once done, he pulled out and said, “Any time you’re hungry just let me know.””Thanks,” I absurdly said, as I mindlessly scooped a big wad of cum off my chin and put it in my mouth.”Shit,” he laughed, as he walked to the washroom.I remained on my knees feeling both completely satisfied and ashamed… a feeling that never goes away once I finish sucking a cock now.I blew Tyler in the morning.I blew Tyler at the airport while we waited for our flight.I joined the mile high club (kind of) when I blew him in the tiny bathroom stall.I then kissed my wife when I got off the plane… her completely unaware that I had three loads of cum in my belly.I blew Tyler at work on Monday.I blew Tyler after poker night.I blew Tyler under his desk while he talked to a fellow female doctor.Eventually, I blew my good friend Barry and he blew me after we shared Tyler’s cock one wild evening.And I started using Craigslist… although mostly to suck new cock. Occasionally, I would also get my dick sucked, but mostly I loved sucking cock.I loved being on my knees.I loved a big cock in my mouth.I loved swallowing cum.I loved getting facials.I loved being a cocksucker.Crazily enough, I did eventually learn that not only did Sarah and Carol lez out often, but that Carol was submissive to her.That led one day to the truth coming out (pun intended) during a gathering between the four of us that led to a crazy orgy where my wife saw me suck cock, I saw my wife eat pussy, I watched my wife get fucked by Tyler’s big dick and I even got to fuck the beautiful Sarah… but not before I eventually took my first cock in the ass, which I suppose was inevitable.

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