Night on the Town (True,M/M,Oral,Fetish,Cum)
Be aware that this story contains graphic depictions of a sexual experience. The people are both consenting adults. If sexual language and descriptions are offensive to you ...do not continue. This piece is meant for like minded people for entertainment purposes only. I have no interest in copyrights, but would appreciate notification if this is copied for any reason. Please respect the authorship and do not change, delete or add anything. My e-mail is rls766@hotmail.com comments are very welcome. I am also very much in the closet so no identifications other than my private e-mail are offered. Enjoy....
I was introduced to the world in a brutal way, due to having parents that basically considered me as a mistake and burden. They decided after 12 years that they wanted free of me and enrolled me in a military school as an innocent young boy only going on 13 years of age. I was neither street wise nor did I know anything about sex other than I was a typical horney pre- pubescent young man. I had not masturbated nor did I know how or why it was done, so concurrently I knew nothing that boys did with boys or even pretty much what they did with girls...beyond straight forward fucking. I didn't even know what an orgasm was or that it existed. In short, when I arrived at that military school, I was fresh young meat on a hook, vulnerable to any scam or line waiting for me.
I was a cute young man with a decent build. I don't say that arrogantly. I only mention it to set the situation in its true light. I was put in a room with a boy 2 years older than me, 14. His name was Joe and he was much more experienced in life than a normal 14 year old. He wasn't gay, but I quickly learned he masturbated nightly. This was my introduction to life and I consider myself lucky that Joe was a normal friendly upper-class guy that taught me the way to jerk off and what an orgasm was. In fact he was the one who popped my young cherry. We mutually masturbated all the time and he eventually, one night, stroked me to an orgasm that I will never forget. It was so intense my ass cramped and I blew what seemed like a pint of cum all over me and Joe. It was a major turning point in my life because I became totally addicted to the event of a cock shooting cum. I dreamt of it and thought of it 24/7.
Joe and I were roommates for four years. I have written a full 6 chapter short story about all the memories I have of those years, appropriately titled "A Personal Story". If you are interested please feel free to request an e- mailed copy for $5.00 through PayPal only...details on request. I don't make much on my stories, but find many have enjoyed and supported my efforts generously over the years. If you don't want to spring for the support you can find the story posted within the archives of Alt. Gay Stories Moderated in the news groups. This story is about a visit I made to the Big Apple when I was 16.
With all that said ....
I was visiting a friend of mine at a small business college in Baltimore Maryland. Nothing unusual or even interesting about that, since my friend had no idea I was bisexual. It was strictly a sorta family like visit. I was staying at my friends' fraternity house as a guest and was not expected home for day or two. The visit was winding down and I was ready to go home. I knew that New York City was close by and I had never been there on my own before so I decided to take off and go see it by myself. I had no idea where to go or exactly what I was going for, but I did know that there were great sex shops and theaters there that I had heard of at school. I was normally horned up and found the idea was starting to really stir in my loins, causing me to say a quick goodbye to my friend and start out as soon as I could. New York...here I come!
I arrived there late that night, excited to see what I could find. I entered the city through the Holland Tunnel. It seemed like a step from one world to another as I went through the tunnel. The weather was crummy so as I entered the tunnel I could feel the atmosphere change from that of open country side with its trees, fresh clear air, grazing cows and leisurely drivers, all of a sudden to a dark gray cement block womb. The walls were wet and the fluorescent lights flickered to the loud scream of tires and horns. The smell changed to a metallic odor and I could feel excitement in my belly. I was fantasizing as I drove. All sorts of images of sex shops, naked cum covered girls and men sucking each other flooded my mind as the new atmosphere ignited my young libido.
As I emerged from the tunnel into the Wall Street area of the city, I noticed the streets were deserted at the late hour. At first I was disappointed, but as I neared center Manhattan, people started to appear. Many seemed to be the homeless type of meandering beggar. There were almost no females walking around, with the exception of the occasional couple walking arm in arm. I knew I had to find a place to park my car. I had plenty of money, so I pulled into a parking garage that was lighted brightly with 24 Hour parking signs. I could tell I was around normal businesses like stock brokerages and banks so I figured it was a safe place to leave my car compared to center city. I paid the attendant $40 for the first 24 hours and found an empty spot amongst fancy Mercedes and Cadillac's, on the ninth floor of the cramped building. I felt confident that I would at least have a car to return to. I took out my wallet and removed most of my cash. I put the money in my shoe. I remembered my mother telling someone how she had lost a purse to a pickpocket type snatcher, when she was in the city years before. I figured I would be OK without my wallet and the hidden cash, so all I took was a fake ID I always used to gain access to places that only allowed 18 or 21 year olds. New York had an 18 year old drinking limit and I really wanted to go to the hot spots like the Peppermint Lounge and Metropole in Times Square. I also knew the sex area was around 48th street so I was all set and ready for whatever waited.
Talk about a piece of ignorant meat...that's what I was. Looking back I always wondered how I survived. I stepped out on to the street and hailed a cab. This was my first cab ride and I had always been told that the cabbies would be able to take me wherever I had to go for whatever I had in mind. I was a little nervous since the cab driver looked like a professional wrestler and was smoking a monster cigar. The cab smelled like sweat and the sweet odor of sex. I could see stains on the seat and fantasized about people having sex as they were chauffeured around the city. I was pretty sure the smell contained a cum smell. The cabbie slide the little plastic window open as I crawled into the backseat and got settled.
"Where to?" The cabbie yelled.
I was a little embarrassed not to have a specific destination and stammered that I wanted to go where the clubs and theaters were.
"What are you lookin' for kid? Hookers, bars, faggots...what?"
I stammered, "I'm not sure, I sorta wanted to see the sex strip but have no idea where to say. You have any suggestions?"
He laughed a little and said, "What's new? Sit back; we'll see what's happening. You haven't been here before, huh? You will have to be careful or else the Fags in town will eat you alive, unless that's what you're lookin' for? You like cock kid?"
My face was red with embarrassment. He took off with a jerk and we were on our way. I guess I was lucky I had found a friendly cabbie that didn't care what you were into. It was late so he probably appreciated the fare. The streets started to get more populated with all types of people. The lights became brighter and I could tell we were in center city within 10 or 15 minutes. The cab slowed and the window slid open.
"This is the strip, kid. Most of the bars and clubs are along here. Couple dirty book stores. Ya can find the sex shit in Times Square and down 48th or so. Hookers are normally over near the Taft Hotel and along the Runway... That's 51st street. If it's cock you want...just walk around a while they will find you."
"OK how about letting me off at the Starlight Lounge. I heard that's a good place."
"If I were you, kid , I'd stick to the crowded areas. You get on the back streets it's pretty rough. I don't want to see ya get mugged and beat up or raped on your first visit to our fair city! All the weirdoes come out at night. How about Times Square you can start there and ask around? That way ya won't need to waste your money on cabs."
"OK, that's fine, Thanks."
We pulled up to the `point', right in Times Square under the big moving Marlboro Sign. I was sorta shocked that the fair was $39 for only 20 or so minutes, but just paid and tipped him $2. Afterwards I found out from friends I probably got ripped off, but at least I got to where I wanted to go. Over the short time I had been in the city I was getting spontaneous erections from the cabbies taunts and my over active imagination. I found myself thinking about the sex shops and hookers off and on. It was summer so I didn't have a lot to hide the bulge in my jeans with, so I really concentrated on staying soft. It wasn't easy. I wasn't on the street for more than 20 minutes until I was approached by a middle aged man. He asked me if I needed help. Was I lost? It didn't take a rocket scientist to know he was a gay trying to get a young kid. It affected me strangely. On one side I was afraid. I stumbled and stammered around saying, "No, I'm OK, just waiting for a friend." On the other side it hit me like a rock, and caused all the jerking off and sucking I did in school to come to mind in a flood. My cock started to swell and I turned quickly and started to walk away. The guy followed for a short way then, to my relief turned and went on his way. I really wanted a person, male or female closer to my age , or at least under 40. I was really turned on by the incident but had not considered anything like that up to that moment.
I walked a block to Radio City Music Hall. Several doors down, the music blared out from the activity at the Metropole nightclub. This was a place I had been before with the same friend I had visited earlier. It had GO-GO Girls and three floors of packed-in people. They were so busy they never carded anyone so I went in and yelled for a beer. I paid the crazy $7.00 charge for the small glass of beer and then moved deeper into the crowd. Half way back in the narrow room there was a table and a guy collecting the cover charge to get into the area where the dancers were, and places to sit down. That cost me $20, much to my dismay, but I figured, what the hell, I came this far. I had to go in. Just inside a guy lead me back into a dark room filled with dancing people, a loud band, and several dancers up on the platforms. Smoke filled the room and it was unbelievably loud. I was shocked as I walked behind the waiter to feel someone grab my ass and run their finger into the crack. Before I could turn and see who did it the hand disappeared and there was no suspect to be found. I quickly sat down and ordered another beer. After about a half hour or so I started to get bored. Several guys walked by me and looked directly at me hoping I would say something. I would just look down and they would move on to another to try. No one talked to me, I had hoped that there would be girls to approach, but all of them were already taken. I had spent $35 more dollars on beer and figured... I gotta get out of here. It was a losing effort and way too expensive. As I emerged into the street I noticed several guys milling around, some talking together, some just standing alone. I was trying to decide where to go next. It was getting late, nearly midnight. I decided to walk to 46th street, about four long city blocks. As I walked along I tried to look like I was going someplace. I smoked a cigarette and acted as "local" as I could. I was amused over the fact that in that short walk I was approached 3 separate times. Twice by old faggots and once by a black pimp asking if I wanted to get fucked. I shunned each of them and finally made it to the strip of shops on 46th. As I looked down the block I could see many different shops. Most with a sign saying "Peepshow 25 cents", some said live sex show some were obviously gay, some straight. Most had someone outside trying to talk people into trying their shop over the next. There were all types of options from leather to a toy store... Sex toys that is.
I wondered if the story about different colors of hankies hanging out of your back pocket indicated your particular preference of sex. You know the old story...Yellow would announce you wanted Golden Showers, Blue meant Blow Job, Red maybe S&M or something else and so on...I did see a couple things that could have been something like that but not many. It could have been my imagination from being horney.
I walked halfway down into the most active area and entered the first one that didn't have anyone outside. It appeared straight and was one of the bigger ones. It had several bright signs saying Peep Shows 25¢, Sex Toys, Best deal...As I walked in the smell of cum hit me like a brick. I saw racks of magazines all covered in cellophane and having wild blowjobs and boobs and spread cunt, facials, one after another. The wall was covered with every type of sex toy you could imagine. Big black dildos, cock rings, vacuum pumps, lubrication, condoms, strange artificial cunt and mouths. This all led back to a doorway into the peep show area. I was having a serious hard on problem. I couldn't stop it. I had to hide and adjust my cock to point straight up so the bulge was less noticeable. I was getting very turned on, feeling the cool presences of precum dripping down the side of my cock even in my pants. I had to see what was in the peepshow area and walked back and in without hesitancy. As I entered, the cum odor got strong. There were several guys standing around just looking at me and each other. I could tell several of the booths were occupied from the red light on the door. It was smoky and dark. I walked back far enough to locate an empty booth. As I opened the door and stepped in I could see wet cum on the floor but the seat seemed clean so I sat down and fished out my quarters. I dropped in 4 or 5 and watched as the screen lit up. There were many selections for any taste. I scanned through and watched several girls sucking or being fucked. My cock was aching. I found I was drawn to the gay films of guys sucking. Every once in a while I'd catch a cum shot. I pulled out my aching cock because it was getting painful being held in my pants. I didn't jerk off but did enjoy sipping the precum that I was so copiously generating. I noticed the quarter sized holes in the wall behind me. I knew that there was probably someone peeking through behind me. I knew that unless I turned, they would see nothing but my ass. After several minutes I figured it would be fun to tease whoever was watching through the hole. I turned, so that if someone was watching they would see a perfect side view of my cock. As I did that I occasionally rubbed under the head and wiped the bead of precum off and licked my finger clean. I did that for several minutes and was surprised to see a finger come through the small stained hole and sorta motioned for me to come to it. I was really getting horney so I leaned over to the moving finger and touched it with the tip of my cock, depositing a bead of precum on the tip. The finger sprang to life and strained in the hole. I wiped precum all over it and watched as it disappeared only to reappear licked clean. I opened my door and peeked over to see the door of the next booth ajar. I knew the occupant was inviting me in. I wondered what the person looked like. I zipped up and opened the door and stepped out. At the same moment the other door opened and a fairly young black man came out looking all upset. He hesitantly looked at me, and then quickly looked down. I didn't know what do, so I just said "Hi" like an idiot. The guy seemed to calm down. He sheepishly looked at me and said, "You wouldn't be interested in a party would you?" I said, "What kind of party?"
"Oh...Just you and me at my place. I live just a short cab ride from here. Believe me when I tell you I don't pickup guys like this very often. I just have a couple days alone and wandered in here. You were sure hot looking in there."
"What do you want to do?" I asked
"I'll do anything that will make you happy. I'm not a weirdo...honest...just lonely. You'll have a nice time I promise. Are you staying in town?"
"I'm just here for the evening. I guess I will have to get a room later."
"Heck man, you can crash at my place if you like. I my roommate is away for the week and I have a big apartment. No rent...that should make your day, huh? My name is Joseph, what's yours?"
"I'm Tom...How about we get a drink and get acquainted? I have never did done anything like this before, if ya know what I mean? Sorta nervous in the service ya know."
"Hey man, no problem, I'll buy ya a drink... where do you want to go?"
"I don't have any idea, it's your call. I don't live here. Just a clean quiet place if ya know one."
With that said, we left the shop. I could see the guy better outside. He was wearing expensive cloths and was clean shaven. He had a small tuft of hair on his lower lip as sort of a goatee and his hair was close cropped. He was a black guy. He was reasonably nice looking and clean cut. All that made me a little more relaxed. I could smell faint cologne on him....smelled like Polo, one that I use. I am a pretty big clean nut, so I wouldn't have liked a rough or dirty looking guy. He spoke well and had a nice build with large biceps. We walked only about 10 minutes till he motioned me into a hotel bar just off of Broadway Avenue.
"I come to this place a lot. I am an actor in the off Broadway show of improvisation. I go to college at NYU. Tell me about yourself, like what you are doing here...just cruising or what?"
"I'm from Pennsylvania. Just came to the city for fun. I am a Pyrotechnician....not the maniac kind...I do special effects and fireworks shows. I have got to go home tomorrow so I just thought I'd see the sights. Never thought I'd meet anyone here. No one talks to anyone here. You said you don't meet people very much, like this....why tonight?"
"Well, to be truthful I guess I have met some people since I moved here last year, but really only hangout with a few and my roommate. We live together to cut costs. It is expensive to live near or in the city. I guess you can tell I'm gay, right?"
I laughed and said, "I figured that. This is my first time ever doing something like this, and to be truthful I am scared to death. I didn't know what to expect when I went in that shop. To be honest I was gonna jerk off and go home...I still live at home with my parents. They would shit if they knew where I am and what we are doing.
"Hey man, you're lucky you met me instead of some of the other perverts around here. I guess I am unusual compared to most. It can be dangerous. You have more nerve than I would have in New York for my first time. Are you gay or just curious?'
"I really don't consider myself gay, I guess if I am honest I would pick Bi as my type, but no one else knows anything and I don't want them to ever have any suspicion or anything else. The only male thing I ever did was with my roommate in school. I did have a relationship with him in military school, but it wasn't gay. We did stuff because we couldn't ever get out to meet girls and hell....we were going through puberty together. We were horney all the time. Boy, he would be laughing if he knew I was doing something like this. Where did you say you lived? Is it within walking distance?"
"Hell no, living right in the city costs a fortune. I live in Queens. It's about a 25 minute cab ride. Is that OK? I'll pay both ways for ya. I have to say, you really seem nice. We can do or not do anything tonight. Maybe we can just hangout a while."
"I parked my car over in a Wall Street parking garage."
"Why don't we drive to my place in your car? I don't have a car. Then you can leave from there. It'll be easier for you. Whadda ya say?"
"I guess that makes sense. It's 1:30 in the morning already...damn!"
"Don't worry about that, you can sleep in my guest room if you like...it's my treat...excuse the pun!" He laughed
We had two drinks at the hotel and I noticed he had a wad of cash in his wallet when he paid for the drinks. I thanked him and he joked again about this meeting being a treat. I wasn't sure what the joke actually meant but nervously pictured him standing in front of me with me on my knees, and him saying "Here's that treat I promised!" I wasn't sure I'd have the nerve, plus I had never had any black friends so he was different to me. I am not a bigot but it was still unusual to me. I had other black friends but never considered doing anything like this with them. All the rumors about black guys flooded into my mind. I was ashamed of myself, but just couldn't help wondering if it was true about the size of black cocks. Off and on again I caught a glimpse of a large bulge in his pants going down his leg. It made me fluff every time I saw it!
We finished our drinks and hailed a cab to go and get my car. This made the parking fee really bad...only a few hours when I paid for 24....but I was more concerned with where I was going. It did give me more of a feeling of control. This guys name had turned out to be the same as my roommate except he wanted to be called Joseph instead of just plain Joe. He gave me the directions as we progressed on the trip to his apartment. We talked more about each other and I was feeling more relaxed all the time. I realized I really had lucked out. This was a professional guy and he was very open about being gay. He also emphasized that he was totally healthy and was a clean nut like me. He was even into all the gay organizations and politics. That made for a lot of chat as we drove.
We finally arrived at his apartment. It was a new modern place. It was becoming pretty obvious he was a rich guy on top of everything else. Like I said....Lucky me!!
When we went in I noticed he collected Candle stick holders. The place was immaculate and had what seemed like 100's of candle stick holders. He had one of every imaginable type. (Funny, the things you remember when you write about memories.) We walked to the back of the place and entered a small den with large TV and leather furniture. A big couch and a chair and center coffee table made of glass with what looked like Elephant feet as legs! I kidded him about being a big African elephant hunter. "That thing is there because my roommate won it in a game show a year ago. He was on `The Price is Right'. They told him it was worth $5000! I wouldn't pay $10.
"Sit down, slip off your shoes and relax. Can I get ya anything?"
"Hey, I could use a beer if ya have one."
"No problem let me get it.?"
He returned with a bottle of Molson and was also without shoes. He handed me the beer and said he was going to change his clothes and turned on the TV.
"Do ya wanna watch a tape or something? I have some good ones. I noticed in the shop you were watching gay films. Hope you won't mind gay...it's all I have?"
I was curious and getting nervous again.
"No problem I like anything within reason. I'm not into any weird stuff."
He slipped a tape in and left the room. The movie started and, sure enough, it was a gay porn flick with multiple actors. It was typical, but in my condition I started to get hard as a rock. I wasn't sure what to do, but I knew what we were there for so I decided to take a chance and kid around about our little get together. I took off my pants but left my Jockeys on. I also kept my shirt on . I vacillated as I sat there, as to why the hell I took my pants off. Should I or should I not, I kept asking myself. The dilemma was solved when he came into the room with a short bathrobe on, to my surprise, completely open in the front and totally naked! I was stunned. His cock was like the stories said! It must have been at least 8" long even hanging semi-limp!
"I hope you don't think I am too forward, but it's getting late and I don't want you to fall asleep on me...forgive the pun again! Let's sit on the couch, OK? We don't have to worry about stains, its real leather. I noticed him pull a tube of Lube from his pocket and put it on the shelf next to the chair. I got up and sat at the end of the couch. He sat right next to me with no hesitation. I knew I was committed at this point and my jockeys were tented out like crazy! I could see him glancing at my crotch repeatedly.
"Do you wanna take off your underpants?" He giggled "Guess we don't need them... Don't be nervous I'll go at whatever speed makes you comfortable. Really, I want you to have a good time....relax...OK?" He could tell I was getting nervous.
I stood and slowly lower my pants. As I did my raging hard-on sprang up and had a good amount of precum sorta dripping down the side. I took off my shirt but left my tee-shirt on. And sat down and leaned back.
"My my. What do we have here?" He joked around
I could see his cock was getting hard as we sat and looked at each other. I liked the fact that he was uncut. Basically it was a perfect cock. And I was fully erect. Joseph reached out and encircled my cock gently with his hand. The initial contact was electric. My cock surged at the touch. I reached to hold his cock. I was anxious to feel it and examine it. He shifted over toward me so I had better access. He moaned a little and said, "That feels wonderful your cock is so hard. I love it. What do you think of mine?"
I stammered, "It's nice...really nice" His cock felt a little softer than I was. I softly pulled the foreskin back and forth. His head glistened and popped in and out. I rubbed the tip with my thumb and felt the slickness of precum. I could feel him get harder and pulse a little as I stroked it. His cock was dark black on the shaft and heavily veined. When I pulled his foreskin all the way back the head was very light brown and the shaft was light under his foreskin, nearly half way down. He was massaging me all over. He rubbed my pubic area and played with my hair. He used both hands to cup my balls and lightly stroke me up and down slowly. Every time there was precum he would eat it off his finger. Once in a while he would scoop up some precum and press it on my lips and into my mouth. I was never so hot. I said, "Oh God, Joseph I'm gonna cum too fast. God! Ohhhh... stop!!"
Joseph said, "Oh, don't worry. He reached into his robe pocket and produced a pill. He said,"Here, take this and chew it. It will taste terrible but it will work in 5-10 minutes. It's Viagra. I took some too. You'll be able to stay hard all night. Have you ever used it? Believe me when I say, we can cum a couple times tonight, it's like being 13 again!!"
"I have used it before....thanks ...I know I'll stay hard or get hard again real fast. You'll have to put up with me sniffing for a while till the side effects past...it always gives me a runny hose. It's a good idea though, thanks. It's a good thing you thought of it cause I am not gonna be able to hold it."
"Oh that's fine really, we have hours. We won't let anything go to waste around here I promise." (He was laughing softly).
I reached with both hands to do the same thing to him as he was doing to me. It was hard to both do that at the same time.
"Here, why don't you sit back and let me make you happy then you can do it for me if you like, OK. I am really hungry tonight...come on sit back."
I gave up and laid back on the couch. My cock stood proudly actually dripping precum down its shaft. Joseph held my cock at its base and cupped my balls gently.
"OK let's ride!" He said. With that he leaned over and engulfed my cock with his mouth. At the same time he squeezed the base of my cock firmly, very firmly, and massaged my balls gently.
"AAAAAHHHHH Here it comes Oh God. AAAHHHHHH Oh Oh
My cock erupted. I could feel him controlling the spurts with his grip making the cum shoot hard. He never moved other than to move his tongue around my cock head and swallow the cum as I shot. I seemed to cum more than normal. Joseph continued to swirl the cum around inside his mouth and around my sensitive head. It was so sensitive it almost seemed like pain. After a few minutes he slowly slid his mouth up and off my cock without dripping a drop. He looked directly at me and slowly swallowed my load.
"How was that? You do taste good. In a few minutes you will be able to start again but you'll be able to enjoy it longer. The first cum is always the best but too fast."
I could tell he was really hot and ready to cum himself. His cock stood strongly up so hard the foreskin was already almost half way back. The precum had dribbled down the side of his cock I could see the shiny paths. To be truthful, I didn't feel like it at that moment, but I was sort of trapped. I asked for some more beer hoping to stall him a while. Joseph stood, his cock stood straight up directly in front of me. I knew he didn't want to wait but he also knew I was stalling. I said, "Could you put some ice cubes in the beer? I like ice in my beer." He smiled and nodded and left. His cock sprang back and forth as he walked. It only took him about 5 minutes to get the drink. He came back with a larger glass with several ice cubes and beer, and a coaster. He put the beer on the coffee table and turned toward me. I had to do something and with the Viagra I was actually starting to recuperate my ardor already!!!
I said, "Wait...I reached up and grasped his cock and gently pulled him toward me so he was standing directly in front of me, between my knees. I took a long drink of beer and swirled an ice cube around in my mouth as I gently stroked him. He knew then, what I was doing. I was nervous, and at the same time starting to get more and more aroused and really wanting to suck this cock. I spit the cube out into my glass and then pulled his cock down so it was aimed directly at my face, about two inches from my mouth. I cupped his balls. They were large and hanging. I opened my mouth wide and placed it over his cock without touching it. When it was in as far as possible, I closed down gently. He moaned loudly, and slightly thrust his hips toward me. His cock tasted like vanilla!! I looked up at him in surprise. He looked down and laughed and said, "I rubbed vanilla extract under my foreskin, do you like it?"
All I did was hum affirmatively and nod, as I started to suck up and down. I put my hands on his hips and controlled him as he fucked my mouth. I was surprised at myself by how well I was doing and how good it felt in my mouth. I could taste his slightly tangy precum. His cock head would swell and I was thinking he's gonna cum, but then it would go down again. I swirled my tongue around the round swollen head. Then I licked up and down the underside of his cock constantly and gently massaging his balls. At one point I allowed my finger to wander back and massage his asshole. I did not probe. I am not into ass play very much at all. I went back to the ice and returned with a cold mouth to start again. Joseph said, "Get ready lover, I'm gonna blow any minute, AAHHHHHHH... Here it comes, here it comes."
I could feel his cock start to swell at the head I tried the same technique he had used and squeezed the root of his cock as I felt it swell more, and start to jerk and pulse. The first spurt was powerful and I wasn't ready for it to be so hard. It hit the back of my mouth and throat and caused me to cough. He shot again and again. Copious amounts of cum... I was starting to choke. I had to take it out of my mouth to gain control of my choking. When I did, it spurted across my face and cum hung from my nose. He had reached down and taken over the masturbating of the cock as it ejaculated again and again on my face and down my front. It was really an impressive amount of heavy thick white cum. It also tasted on the sweet side, rather than bitter. I tried my best to ingest what I could. I even scooped it from my face into my mouth. Joseph stroked until it was completely done shooting and rubbed the remaining drops he squeezed out, across my lips He playfully tapped my face with his cock and said, "Clean it lover, come on clean it." I continued to periodically suck out the remaining tube cum and I licked his shaft clean. Finally he stepped back as his cock hung semi-limp and said, "That was pretty awesome dude. Damn, it looks like that Viagra is kicking in. Your rod is pumped again, already!"
I actually continued to scoop cum from my cheeks and forehead and lick it off my fingers as he watched. I was hard as a rock again. I stood and said I have to use your bathroom, OK? I'm getting ready for round two...how about you?" I gave his cock a gentle squeeze and went to the bathroom. When I saw my face in the mirror I couldn't believe it. I looked like a glazed doughnut with sprinkles in my hair. I had cum droplets everywhere. I found a cloth and washed up. I was surprised at myself for being so aggressive with a total stranger, but the Viagra was kicking in and I felt the familiar warm churning in my prostrate.
When I returned, Joseph was sitting on the couch without the robe or anything, totally nude. His cock was still semi-Limp. He was drinking a coke and had a different movie on the TV. The sound was down on the TV, but his stereo was playing some smooth jazz. He had turned the lights way down. I saw he had refilled my beer. He patted the couch next to him and smiled.
"You were wonderful. Thank you. We can take our time now that the initial heat is down. Sit here."
"You bet!"
I sat next to him and he put his arm around me. I am not comfortable with male cuddling, but I allowed him to remain like that for a short time. The movie was showing a guy getting fisted while he jerked off and sucked another guy standing next to him. The scene changed, mid-stream, to a guy shooting his load into a shot glass. I was surprised the guy actually filled it! His partner walks in and drinks the cum. The scene bounces back to the fisting. The standing guy is shooting cum all over the guys face. I'm getting hotter and hotter watching this. To avoid the cuddling I slowly leaned forward and bent down and took his cock in my mouth. It was still limp. I had never sucked a limp cock before, so it was interesting. He still seemed to produce precum, but stayed limp. I sat up and asked,"You took Viagra too, didn't you?" He told me it would be about a half hour to work on him again. >>>>>>>>>> "For some reason I don't get hard for a while even with Viagra. It will....just wait. What your doing will speed things up."
I continued to play with him as he scooted down and laid back, presenting a clear playing field of cock. I found it was fun to just mess around with it. The foreskin forms a puckered point where you can stick your tongue in. It also stretches pretty easily. I thought of something, all of a sudden.
"Would you mind if I docked with you. I never have been with a cock as big as yours with such a big skin. I'm pre-cumming enough so it should work?"
Joseph stood and I stood. My cock was rock hard again. Joseph pulled his foreskin all the way back. Placed his cock head directly on mine and rolled the skin back down over his head and mine. It was a weird feeling. I wondered if that was how an uncut cock always feels. It wasn't bad just different. His hand held both of our cocks as I felt our precum mix and make the union moist and pliable. We stood like that for a long time as Joseph massaged our joined cocks. When I felt my balls start to boil I said, "Hold off for a while OK, I don't want to cum yet."
We parted our docking and both giggled at the amount of precum that had accumulated. We both quickly tried to capture what we could on our fingers, before it dripped to the floor. We lapped at our slick fingers and laughed at each others fetish.
"It's amazing that we are so alike in our desires and habits. I hope you're having as good a time as I am." I said, as I sat back down and reclined back and stroked my pulsing hard on. Joseph looked pensive and said, "Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?"
I nodded and said, "Sure, anything you like."
"How do you really feel about us gay guys? I feel as though you hold back a little when I approach you. Would you mind a kiss?"
"Honestly Joseph I have never gotten into the gay life style beyond what we have already done together. I am not sure if I can be that way. I really enjoy the sexual acts that we have done together, but I have always stopped there. Do you really want to do that? If it would make you happy we can try it once, but I am afraid I may be a bad make out partner."
With that out in the open Joseph said, " Just close your eyes and go with it as it comes to you. I won't push you for more than you want. Come here...."
I moved close to Joseph and was really getting turned off at the thought of what was about to happen. I had never kissed a man in anyway in my life, other than my father on his cheek. Joseph put his hand behind my head on my neck and placed his other hand on my cock. I was actually shaking as he leaned toward me. The first thing I noticed was the mint smell and taste. He was using Tic-Tac. I then noticed the brushing of his slightly grown beard on my chin. As he pressed in, he started to push his tongue into my mouth. He stroked me gently as he probed my mouth deeply. I tried to reciprocate and tried to tongue him a little, but it was not pleasant for me. For some reason it just did not appeal to me. Joseph kissed me for a long minute or two then leaned back and said, "Well, what do you think? Did I do well? I love your lips and tongue. Just thinking that I shot my cum in your mouth makes it hot for me."
I was in a dilemma. I didn't know how to tell him how I felt because I didn't want to offend him. I looked down and said, "It was nice I guess. Honestly Joseph I just am not into that very much. You were very nice and loving but my interests and desires rest mainly in our oral sex and cock play. I hope I am not making you feel bad."
Heavens no! I totally understand Tom. Some of us just aren't that way, I guess. I have met many just like you. I have no problem having a sexual relationship only, if that's the way you like it. I want you to really enjoy what we do, not just tolerate it."
"I really find you attractive and feel I can show it in other ways, other than just sucking and cock play. Have you ever fucked or been fucked?"
"To be truthful I tried letting my roommate fuck me way back in school one night when we were really hot. We didn't know what we were doing and Joe didn't really prepare me to do that. He just pressed his cock into my ass depending solely on his precum and a little spit. When his head popped in it burned and hurt so much I told him to stop. He did stop moving, but didn't pull it out. We waited several minutes to see if it would get better. Joe had a hard time holding back. When he started to push in again I just couldn't stand it. After that, we never tried again. I didn't want to fuck Joe because all I could think about was the shit my cock would be swimming in if I did that. I guess your experience is different, right?"
"Oh yes, I have fucked many times. I was lucky in that my first partners were knowledgeable and knew how to break in a tight ass. In the gay world virgin ass is at a premium! (He laughed) If you would like to try it again maybe I can help make it a pleasant experience for you. I guess no matter what we do your first time can be uncomfortable. My cock is pretty big for a small ass like yours. If you would like trying to fuck me I am sure willing. I have eliminated and I took an enema earlier tonight so I don't think the waste matter should be to much of a problem. I could do the enema thing again to make sure. Would you like to help me?"
The thought of what he was asking hit me in different ways. I knew I didn't really want to fuck, but I also thought doing an enema on him would be interesting and fun. I asked him what he does after the water all gets in. I didn't want to see him take a shit. I decided to go along until things went beyond what I thought was normal for me. I never had done anything like this and it didn't particularly turn me on. It did spark my curiosity though.
"OK let's try it. If it gets over the top for me I will tell you OK. Will it be OK if we stop at some point before the whole thing is done? If it will upset you to stop maybe we shouldn't get into it. I don't want to ruin the whole time over some kinky thing."
"No problem. Enemas are actually a healthy thing to do occasionally to clean the lower digestive tract. They do it regularly at nursing homes for older folks. Let's go in the bathroom I'll show you what to do. I can see this is distracting you already. Your cock is not at full mast anymore! We can't have that!"
Joseph knelt down and quickly sucked in my half hard cock. It wasn't long until I was rock hard again. I laughed and said, "Let's go you fanatic cocksucker the world needs one more enema!!"
We went into his large modern bathroom. He had a whirlpool tub and separate shower stall in the corner. There were two sinks and everything was dark brown and tan. The place was really nice.
"I have a cleaning woman come in each week to keep this place nice. I am basically a slob so don't worry about drops on the floor or something. She has cleaned up cum before, so I don't worry about what she thinks. I sorta think she is a Dike herself. She could beat me up in a second. Get the enema bag out of the hall closet for me , will ya?"
I went out and looked for something that looked like an enema bag or something close. I had no idea what one looked like. There was a purple rubber hot water bottle with a hose attached and a cup with several probe tips of different lengths. I knew that was the stuff and returned with the bag hanging in my hand with the hose dragging along behind me. I noticed he had placed towels and a tube of KY Jelly on the sink and was sitting on the edge of the tub.
"What now?"
Well, I have to fill the bag with warm water and some solution I use to clean the whole colon out."
He did just what he said and hung the bag from a hook above him and handed me the hose with a curved white plastic probe with several holes along its forward half attached. It was about a foot long and a half inch wide with ridges running its length. He told me to lube up the tube and then do him. I took the KY and squirted a dollop onto the probe and spread it around. Then I got a squirt on my finger and said, "OK let's do this thing."
Joseph turned and leaned over the edge of the tub. He had a chair-like thing in the tub that he could rest on. His ass was pointed straight up at me. I reached over and pulled apart his cheeks to reveal a puckered black area surrounded by a lighter ring of light brown. It sorta looked like his hand color. I rubbed the KY his hole and massaged it as I pressed my forefinger in about half way. Then I put the probe in slowly and continually asked if I was hurting him or not. It didn't seem to bother Joseph at all. I inserted the probe all the way in and opened valve at the bottom of the bag. I held the probe and waited. Joseph was stroking his cock a little so I used my other hand to massage his ball sac from behind. He moaned a little and said, "This will only take 10 minutes or so. Then I'll get rid of it and we are set to go. That's not so bad, is it?"
I nodded and continued to stroke his ass and taint. I shortly saw that the bag was empty, so I said, " Should I just pull this out or what?"
"Ya...tell ya what, why don't you let me finish up and go out and have another beer and put on a tape. I should only be a few minutes."
"You're the boss, hope this works for ya. To be truthful I felt like a nurse. I'm not sure why this turns on people, but each to his own."
My cock had gone down and I knew this was not gonna work for me. I went into the kitchen to get a beer and then put in a tape. The title was `150 Gushing Cum Shots' I settled back and watched as guy after guy took load after load. It was helping me get back to full arousal. Joseph returned just as I was sipping a bead of precum off my finger.
"OK Dude, do you want to try my hole?"
"I guess we can try. I would rather suck you again though."
"We can do that later if you like. I want you to see how good this can be. Here, use this to lube up. Put some on your fingers and get me ready. I'll tell you when , OK? Now use your fingers to get me opened up."
I was not totally into the idea but had worked up a strong hard on watching `cum shots' so I squirted a glob of KY on my hand and turned to see Joseph bending over the chair arm. I saw that perfect little puckered hole and swabbed it with KY. I pushed my index finger in and out. As I probed I turned it and tilted my entry to see if his hole would get looser. To my surprise he loosened up almost immediately. I could get three fingers in very quickly and could see my cock would fit. I pressed the head of my cock to his hole and felt him push back on to me. My cock slid in easily and as my rim popped through I felt him grip my cock with his asshole. I pushed and slowly sunk my cock fully into his ass. It did feel good and he seemed to be enjoying it so I started to pump slowly. Joseph was stroking his cock as I fucked his ass. To be truthful it basically felt like a tight cunt. I was thinking I really preferred getting sucked.
"How is it for you, Joseph? I have to tell you, it feels good, but not as good as your mouth." I continued to push in and out in full length thrusts. My hips slapped into his ass as he pushed back. I could feel him actually squeezing my cock with his hole. I reached under him and felt his cock. It was hard and wet.
"I'd really like to suck this." I said as I squeezed his balls gently.
`If you would rather do that, it's OK with me. I just thought you might like to try fucking. You felt really good to me. You're a born ass fucker."
Joseph pulled away and my cock popped from his hole. Joseph sat on the couch and pulled some tissues from a box and cleaned my cock off. I wondered if he would suck it after being in his ass.
"Come and sit. We can watch the tape for a while and rest. When do you have to go?"
"It's getting light out. I should probably go soon. People will wonder where I am if I don't get home today some time." I reached and stroked his cock as we talked. We both sat back and mutually manipulated each others cock slowly. I was feeling the familiar burn of cum boiling and held his hand still. I didn't want to cum yet. Joseph was very hard. He was producing precum and I watched as he scooped beads and ate them from his finger. I couldn't resist leaning over and kissing the tip of his cock. I sipped in what precum I could from his tube. He moaned and pressed the back of my head down as I took his cock fully into my mouth. I knew this would be the end. I had to leave soon , so I wanted this to last as long as possible. I held his cock at the base and looked at it. I hummed my enjoyment and licked his shaft like a popsicle. As I pumped his cock slowly I took his balls, one at a time into my mouth and swirled them around. I was getting so hot I started to suck hard on his cock and tried to deep throat what I could. The angle wasn't right so I said, "Lets 69 and try to cum together. You are on the bottom, OK?"
Joseph smiled and agreed and quickly scooted around so I could assume the position. I felt him engulf my cock and pull my hips down and up as I fucked in and out of his mouth. At this angle I knew I could deep throat him like I used to do with my roommate in school. I took his cock and slowly started to go down on it. He was big. Truly eight inches, maybe a little more. I felt the head of his cock hit the back of my mouth and throat. I had at least four more inches to go. I held my breath and pushed, hoping my gag reflex wouldn't kick in. Joseph hummed his delight and I tried as hard as I could to take him all. The first attempt didn't work. I started to gag and had to pull off and cough. I tried again and found I could take more the second time. His cock head was actually in my throat. I couldn't hold my breath any more and pulled off, holding it in position for another attempt. My cock was beginning to become very sensitive. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold off much longer. On my third attempt I managed to take him in and rest my chin in his pubic hair. Once I got used to it I found I could repeatedly fuck him all the way down my throat. I pulled back and said, "Let me know when you can cum. I am ready now, so see if we can shoot together. I started to earnestly fuck his cock down my throat. I could feel the boil start. All of a sudden I felt him tense and his cock started to swell and pulse. That set me off and I let my cum flow as I felt the first jets of his load go down my throat. I pulled back some as he continued to shoot in my mouth. There were 6 or 7 jets and my mouth was filled with his sweet cum. I shot at the same time and felt him gobble at my cock and eat my load as I squirted it down into his mouth. As the heat slowed I felt like my mouth was full of cum. I slid off of his cock and retained his cum. Without even planning it I turned and bent down and placed my mouth over his and pushed my tongue and his cum into his mouth. We locked, trading the cum back and forth several times until we both swallowed what we could. When I sat up Joseph said, "I am never going to forget this Tom, it was wonderful, thank you for such a good time. Can we do this again some time?"
I said, "If I am ever here again I will remember this. I am not sure when I will be back. If I take your e-mail address I will write and let you know what I am doing.. I really can't remember enjoying a cock as much as I enjoyed yours. Thank you too.
There wasn't much else to say as I dressed. Joseph made coffee and gave me a travel cup. I smiled and stood in the doorway. We just waved and I turned and left. Only 30 minutes before he was shooting cum into my throat. Now I had to drive home with images I have never and will never forget. Things ended so quickly. By the time I was an hour away it seemed more like a dream than real. I pulled my cock out as I drove down the highway. I was making precum again. I guess the Viagra was still in my system. I edged all the way home, sipping beads of precum and remembering the feeling of that big cock shooting in my mouth. I will always remember Joseph.
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