I began writing erotic stories on Nifty a few years ago. I am now fifty-one years old, and I am still very much into young straight and bi men. I am very turned on by the idea of sucking a basically straight young guy, who is only interested in getting off. My stories are usually about this subject. I live in Brooklyn and I wrote a story about sucking off a young straight guy that I met in my Brooklyn gym. About a year ago, I received a e-mail commenting on that story.
The subject was: "Your Gym Story"
"Was the story true? I am straight and in Brooklyn too. Do you want to suck my cock? "
I was trying to decide if this was real or a joke, when my thoughts were interrupted by an instant message. It was from the same guy. He asked me if I got his mail, and I said yes. He told me that he had just turned eighteen, that he was straight but liked to read stories about cock sucking, and he wanted to experience getting a blow job from a guy. He had read my story, and wanted me to do the same thing to him that I did to the kid in the story. He wanted me to give him his first male blow job. I liked the idea very much.
We described ourselves. I told him that I am six feet, one hundred eighty pounds, brown hair, blue eyes, and forty-nine at the time. He told me that he was eighteen, black, 5' 10," one hundred forty-five pounds. He went onto say that he had a slim smooth body and a seven inch cock that needed a hot mouth to give him a blow job. It was a Thursday night in January and I suggested that we get together over the weekend, but he said that he couldn't wait, and he wanted to come the next morning, on his way to school. I told him that I left for work early, at seven thirty in the morning, but he said that he would be here in time for me to suck him before I had to leave. I gave him my phone number to try to work this out and he called me right away.
His name was Chris and he had a very masculine young voice. He lives in a different part of Brooklyn from me and I gave him subway directions, and told him to call me from the phone booth when he got off the subway, and I would meet him on the corner to bring him back to my apartment. After that he told me how horny he was, and started to jerk his cock. I laid down and started playing with myself as he talked. I was beginning to think that the kid just wanted phone sex, but he cut the jerk off session short and said that he would be here between six and six thirty in the morning. I had my doubts.
I woke up at six and took a shower. While in the shower, I started to think about Chris. I decided that he would probably not come over, but I did wonder if he might. As I was getting dressed at about six thirty, my phone rang. It was indeed Chris, and he was three blocks away from me. I told him that I would on the corner in five minutes, and quickly finished getting dressed.
I felt the familiar rush of adrenaline that I get, whenever I am about to meet someone new, for a potential sexual encounter. It was a cold morning and there was snow and slush on the ground. I saw him walking down the street towards me and I figured that it was Chris. He was wearing a heavy winter coat, and his head was wrapped in the fur lined hood of his coat. He was wearing boots and carried a book bag. I liked the masculine confident strut that the slim black teen exhibited, as he approached me. Even through his heavy winter gear, I thought to myself, that he looks good. He reached the corner where I was waiting and he said hi. We looked at each other for a second and I asked if he wanted to come back with me. He said "Sure. But let's walk fast, cause I'm freezing my ass off out here." He smiled and was very cute.
As we walked the few steps to my building, I asked him how he got up so early to meet me now, and he told me that he didn't sleep all night. That boy was anxious for his blow job. We entered my apartment. He took off his coat in the living room and we entered my bedroom. I looked him over, and was very happy. Chris was a very handsome, masculine young guy, who looked like an athlete. He had a sexy, smooth face, with traces of a mustache coming in on his upper lip. He had a silky black cap on his head, a flannel shirt, and black baggy jeans with Timberland boots on his feet. He then sat on the edge of my bed, while I remained standing. He looked in my eyes and I saw a somewhat nervous young guy, but then he looked back at me, and motioned to the floor in front of him, with a shrug of his head. I watched closely as his mouth opened, and he said his first words since we entered my bedroom.
"Suck my cock."
I liked Chris' take charge attitude and I sank down to my knees to the spot on the carpet that he had just nodded to, between his legs. I put my hands on the black cloth of his jeans and began to rub his thighs. I could not feel much through the heavy fabric but kept moving my hands till I reached his crotch and was surprised to feel that his cock was already hard, pushing out against the fabric of his pants. I fumbled with his belt and the snap on his jeans as I lowered them to his upper thighs. I could now see a huge bulge under the cloth of his boxers. It was pointed up under his shirt and I couldn't see how long it actually was yet, but I knew it was a very thick piece of meat on this young skinny dude, and I couldn't wait to taste him. I rubbed my hands on the bulge. I had to see his cock in the flesh. I lowered his boxers and out popped one of the biggest cocks that I have ever seen. This eighteen year old black kid was really well endowed. His cock must have been eight and a half inches, bigger than he had told me, and was real thick too with a big head.
He had opened his flannel shirt, but still had a white insulated undershirt covering his slim torso. I quickly looked up at him before me. He was sitting back with his hands behind him on the edge of the bed, with his jeans and boxers at his knees with a huge pulsating cock in my face. I quickly brought my face to the fat head and started to lick it. Chris gasped as I first took his cock into my mouth. I used my tongue to play with the underside of his shaft, while I took the first few inches into my mouth.
I used my left hand to grasp his cock at the base while I sucked him at the same time. His cock tasted really nice and I totally got into bobbing my head up and down as Chris began to thrust his cock deeper into my mouth. All of my efforts went into pleasing him and I was lost in a world of sucking Chris off. He started to really get into it, and was pumping his big cock deep into my mouth, until I began to choke on his meat. He then pulled out and rested his cock on my face and said,
"Suck my balls."
I lowered his jeans and boxers to around his knees so I could have a better angle to get at his balls. I noticed how smooth his legs and thighs were and also saw that the melting snow was dripping off his boots onto my carpet, but I didn't care right then. I was there to suck cock and please this dude. I worked my tongue to his nuts. They were not large balls and I had to put my face all the way close to him to lick them. His crotch had a musky but clean teen smell. I love to have my face in a guy's crotch. I licked at them and tried to take his balls into my mouth, while his cock was pulsating above my face. After a few minutes of ball licking, Chris pushed my face off him and stood up, as I remained on my knees before him.
He stood up and turned sideways so that he was now facing me. He lowered his jeans and shorts further down, and I crawled over close to him. His big hard cock was dripping with my saliva and his pre cum, and I wanted it back in my mouth. He did too, because he grabbed the back of my head and pushed his cock further into my throat than before, and he really fucked my face. I was choking and snot was running down my face, as this black, straight teen athlete was fucking my face like he fucked his girl friend's pussy. I had no c hoice, but to take his cock down my throat.
After a few minutes, Chris once again pulled out and again sat on the edge of the bed. I followed on my knees and again swallowed his big dick. He continued to use his hands on the back of my head and began ramming his dick down my throat. I could feel his wiry black pubic hair pushing into my lips. I heard him moan and felt the cock get thicker and show signs of releasing his load. Then he pulled me tighter, grunted, and I felt the first blast of teen cum shoot into my mouth, followed by another, and soon he was filling my mouth with his spunk. It had a somewhat pungent taste, but I loved it and swallowed it all. I kept nursing on his spent cock until every last drop of cum was gone. I began to get up but stopped when Chris spoke.
"Stay down there. I like it when you are on your knees, with my dick in your face. I need to cum again, and I want to try some stuff."
I looked at the clock and saw that we had spent only fifteen minutes draining his first load. I remained on the floor.
"Lick my balls again for a while."
I obeyed and moved real close and took one at a time into my mouth and sucked his balls till I felt his cock begin to expand again. I continued nuzzling until I again heard him speak.
"I have another fantasy, I want you to help me with. I want to be rimmed."
I looked up in surprise. I have done it on occasion, but it was not my typical activity with a stranger, but he was not to be denied.
"I showered and cleaned my ass for you before I came over."
I said, "How did you know that I would do it?"
"Because I read your story, remember? That's how I knew."
I did forget that he had read about my fantasies with young straight teens, and he knew that I liked to service and please a kid like him in any way that he wanted. Chris had apparently planned this part in advance, cause he went on to tell me.
"I am going to stand so you can suck my cock again. But when I snap my fingers, I will bend over and you will start licking my ass, okay?"
I was turned on by his attitude and I meekly nodded my head in agreement.
Chris did stand up and his cock was drooping down, not soft but not erect either. I took his cock in my mouth and began to suck him as his dick began to fill my mouth with hardening flesh. He was soon fully hard and back to his aggressive method of fucking my face. I began to choke when he pulled out and snapped his fingers. He then turned around and bent down to touch his toes and I was presented with this eighteen year old boys smooth black ass cheeks. He then used his hands to spread his cheeks and I could see the pucker of his hole in the hairless crack of his ass.
"LICK," he said in a loud voice.
I pushed my face into his ass and darted my tongue into the crack. He was telling the truth that he was clean, and I began to get into the tangy taste and smell of his crack. He spread his cheeks further apart and I place my tongue right into his ass. He started to moan and I knew he loved my tongue in his asshole. I kept darting my tongue in and out while he moaned and I noticed that he was now jerking on his cock slowly while I kept up the tongue action on his tight pucker. My face was buried up his ass. Then he pulled off and I was still on the floor when he turned around and put his big hard cock back into my mouth. I looked up at him and saw his eyes partially closed while his face had an expression of determination as he thrust his cock deep into my throat once again. I grabbed his ass with one hand and used my other to try to explore his body. I rubbed his pubic hair and put my hand under his shirt. I loved the feel of his hard six pack abs and reached further to touch his smooth but well developed chest and his nipples. I don't think he wanted that, as he again snapped his fingers and pulled off and once again assumed the position for me to rim his hot sweaty ass.
The exertion of fucking my face had caused him to sweat more, and his asshole was more pungent and funky with his natural body scent. I dove back in and ate him out the way he loved. I went at it with a passion as I got saliva from my mouth and worked my tongue up his hole and he wiggled and squirmed and again began to jack off while I rimmed his teenage ass.
Chris once again pulled his ass off my face and turned around. I started to take his now dripping cock back into my mouth, but he put his arm up and pushed my shoulder back as he kept jacking his big cock with his fist. I thought he was teasing me before I could get back to sucking on his cock, but I watched as he jerked on the now angry looking cock and his piss slit was open real wide. I again tried to take it in my mouth, but he pushed me back and then he grunted as I saw a thick wad of cum shoot out of the piss slit and land on my chin. I glanced down and felt another shot on my nose and my left eye. I stuck out my tongue and tried to lick up the shot from my chin and he kept stroking and shooting his load all over my face, my hair and my chest. I had never been covered with so much cum. My face and shirt were wet. I knew I would have to clean up and change before work.
Chris looked down at me and kind of smirked, He finished jerking off and took his right hand that had some cum on it and used it to grab a glob off my cheek and then smiled and put his cum covered fingers up to my mouth.
"LICK BITCH"
I looked up. He was smiling but I knew he was serious and I opened my mouth and took the cum off of his fingers. He pulled back, looked at his now clean hand and smiled at me as he started to pull his pants back up and tuck his cock back in.
He got up and walked into the living room. He put on his coat and picked up his book bag and looked back at me, now standing but still covered in his load. He smiled a big smile and said as he walked to the door,
"Guess you don't need breakfast now. Better than cocoa puffs, huh?"
And with that he was out my door.
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