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The other day I overheard my wife telling her sister that our neighbor, Walter, was a real macho man. My first thought was: That fag? Then I thought to myself, well maybe I'm being too hard on the guy. Walter is a real nice guy, and a great neighbor, but he is in fact a cock sucker. Sure, he looks hot in his fireman's uniform, and his ice cold green eyes, unique for a black man, would attract any woman. Plus, he has that athletic body that makes him look 25 although he is 37. But he is a cum swallower, first class. The guy literally can suck a mean dick and he enjoys it. I especially like the fact that while he is going down on me he likes for me to call him queer, fag, homo. It turns him on enough that he does a great job giving head, and he can't help himself; he beats off while handing on my rod. Everybody's happy.
Not sure why I started my story at the end, so let me back up. About a year ago I was putting some stuff in our attic and I asked Walter to come over and hand me boxes so that I did not have to keep climbing up and down the ladder. He came right over. I was wearing just gym short and sneakers, nothing else, not even underwear. While we were working Walters face would reach crotch level, but also when he bent down to get a box he would look up my short's leg opening getting a full view of, at the very least my balls, and most likely my dick. He realized I had caught him looking and the blood drained from his face. I had never seen a black man go white, but I suppose it happens, I mean it did happen. He was embarrassed but I made a joke about it, telling him maybe I had another job for him after we finished with the boxes.
I have a three-car garage with a two/one stall set up. The wider door was open but we were just inside by the single door which was closed. When he handed me the last box he said that was it, and after I put the box on top I turned to face him fully with my crotch even with his face and asked him; Is it? He looked anxious and looked over his shoulder at the door to the house which was closed. I told him my wife was taking a nap. He then looked at the open garage door and I told him no one could see into the garage, and we would hear them walk up. I think he was unsure if I was serious and to show him I was I pulled up the short's right leg opening to expose my cock and put one hand on the back of his head and pulled him towards me. At the last second he looked up at me and I smiled. He opened his mouth and hesitated for just a second before he began licking my cock head. He worked on the tip of my dick until I told him we did not have much time, and then he took the plunge and took my entire cock, all of it, into his mouth. It felt like a vacuum hose had latched on and he meant business. Just a couple of minutes later I came, and I held his head in place telling him to swallow, all of it, making sure he kept sucking after I came to drain my balls. It was an absolutely great blowjob in view of the fact that I gave him very little time. He gave me a shy smile and I promised him the next time he could take as much time as he wanted.
My wife will not suck my dick. She did it a couple of times while we were dating, but reluctantly. One of my friend's mom used to give me blowjobs all the time, but that was years ago. Before Walter's quick one in the garage that day I had not had my cock in someone's mouth since the years after I left college and it brought back memories of how great a blowjob feels. In fact, after Walter left the feeling of getting my dick sucked was still with me and I could not wait for another blowjob. There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to get Walter to blow me again. And, it never occurred to me that he would say no.
I was like a caged animal. Pacing around the house, looking at the clock. I'd sit, stand, walk into each room. My wife was going shopping with her sister and the fucking bitch would not leave. Honestly: How long does it take to get ready for a shopping trip? I was so worried that Walter would leave before she did and I would end up having to beat off to the memory of his mouth, when I was so desperate for another blowjob. Finally, I was able to call Walter and all I said was that I was alone. Five minutes later he is at the door. The thought of how willing he was giving me a semi.
I took him into the den, dropped my gym shorts and briefs, I sat down and asked him if he was going to need a pillow to kneel on. Never entered my mind to ask for a blowjob. I mean, that is what we were there for. Given that my wife would be gone most of the day I told him like I had promised he could take his time. As he knelt on a pillow he had grabbed from the love seat, I told him "do a good job".
When I was in high school a teacher started sucking my dick. We would do it the band room, and I loved it. So much so that I got a friend to suck my cock whenever the teacher was not available or on weekends. Kind of a like an auxiliary cock sucker. Later in college, I had my roommate to hang on my dick. Took little convincing but once he did it the first time it became a daily thing. The great thing about having someone in college to suck my dick on demand is that no matter how my dates turned out, I knew at the very lease I was getting a blowjob before I went to sleep. He would actually wait up for me, or if I got home first, he would wake me up to blow me. Ever woken up to someone suckling your cock head? Man you have not lived until it happens to you. And, then my friend's mom that I mentioned earlier had the primary duty of cock sucker the years immediately following my college graduation.
When I told Walter to take his time, he did not disappoint. For one thing he did not even touch my dick with his hands or mouth for at least five minutes. He rubbed the inside of my thighs, rubbed my stomach, chest. He kissed and sucked everything except my cock and balls. When he finally touched my cock, it was to hold it while he rubbed his face with my dick. My dick was rock hard, throbbing, and oozing pre-cum. I did not rush him.
As he started to actually suck my cock, he stopped for a second, looked me in the eye and asked, "I'm a fag aren't I?" I patted his head and replied, "Yes, and now you are my fag".