This story is part fact and part fiction. I'll let you, the reader, determine which is which.
First, a little about myself. I'm a bisexual male. Currently in my forties. I'm 6' 3" tall, weigh 230#, brown hair and eyes. When it comes to sex, I have an oral fetish. I love to service men, and women, orally. I prefer to keep my taste for cock discrete, since people tend to lump bisexuals and gays in the same category. I don't wish to be "trapped" into the gay lifestyle.
The story takes place a few years ago. When I was 20 years old. I had just moved into town, and didn't know too many people. I was also between relationships at the time. I had met, and become friends with, a couple named Perry and Lana. They were about ten years older than me. I had orally serviced each of them on several occasions, separately of course, and was sure that neither knew about the other. One night they invited me to costume party to be held at the home of a friend of theirs on the coming weekend. At first I declined, but they talked me into going. The home was in a small neighboring community, about 50 miles from where we lived, and out in the country. When we arrived I was astounded by the size of the house and grounds. It was obvious to me that the owner(s) were, if not rich, quite financially secure. Me being a poor working slob. We were escorted into a large ballroom, where there were several people in costumes milling around socializing. Since I didn't know anyone there I just sort of stood at the bar, watching everyone else. Then I saw a man dressed in a Superman costume. It looked very authentic. Complete with the blue body suite, red shorts, red boots, red cape, and the big red "S" on his chest. The suite was very form fitting, and it was obvious that the man in it worked out on a regular basis. He was about 6' tall, I guessed about 200#, and very well built. With jet black, wavy, hair. I guessed him to be about 30-35 years old. As I was studying him he walked straight up to me and introduced himself. He told me his name was Clark, and was the host of the party. I told him name was Jim, and he said, "Yes, I know. You're a friend of Perry and Lana. Nice to meet you," as he shook my hand. He also introduced me to his wife, Lois, who was dressed as a lady newspaper reporter. As the night progressed, and I'd had a few drinks, I found that I needed to use the restroom. There was one not far from the ballroom, but it was occupied. I was informed that there was one upstairs that I could use. When I had finished and was at the sink washing my hands, Clark came in. He excused himself and stepped up to the toilet, which was right next to the sink. He pulled down the front of his costume pants and took out his flaccid cock, apparently paying no attention to me. However, his cock got my attention. It was very long and thick, even soft, and had a fat helmet shaped head, and was cut. Just the way I like them. I tried not to stare as I finished drying my hands. Then Clark dropped the bomb on me when he looked me straight in the eyes and flatly stated, " Perry tells me that you give one hell of a good blowjob. Maybe I can find out for myself, later." With that he stuffed his dick back in his pants and left. I was stunned! When I'd recovered, I decided to find Perry and talk to him about this situation. I didn't mind him telling Clark that, but he could have consulted me first! I again ran into Clark & he informed Perry & Lana had left. This also surprised me because I had ridden there with them. Clark told me not to worry, he would give a ride home. He instructed me to meet him in the garage in ten minutes. When I arrived in the garage, Clark was standing beside a very long black Cadillac, still in his Superman costume. He was slowly rubbing the bulge in the front of his crotch, which had gotten much bigger. He said, "there's a price for the ride." Then he pulled the front of pants down and hooked it under his very large, hairy, ball sac. His cock was beautiful. About 8" long and very very thick. The head had swelled up like a large mushroom, and I could see it throbbing as the blood flowed through it. By now all of my inhibitions had disappeared. I was on my knees instantly and began to devour this gorgeous hunk of man meat. I could feel every vein in his shaft as it passed over my tightly pursed lips. The spongy head rubbed against the roof of my mouth and tapped against the back of my throat as I buried my nose in Superman's pubic hairs, and felt his balls nuzzle my chin. I had long since learned to control my gag reflex and was very good at deep throating a long thick hard cock. So I just opened my throat and let him bury his cock head deep into my gullet. I heard him moan deeply as I swallowed his cock. I wrapped my arms around his thick legs as he placed his hands at the back of my head and began to pump his stiff meat in and out of my sucking mouth. He started to pump his hips back and forth, holding my head tightly, literally fucking my hot mouth with long hard strokes. Smashing my face into his stomach and shoving his throbbing cock down my throat. I love it when they do that! All the while he was moaning and murmuring' "Oh, yea. Suck it! Suck my cock all the way down! I love your hot mouth! Don't stop! Shit, don't stop!" After a few minutes of my hot mouth servicing his meat. He grabbed my head really hard and began to furiously fuck my face. He was saying, "Oh, yea! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum right down your throat! Take my cum, man! Take my cum in your mouth! RIGHT NOOOWWW!!! With that, He stiffened his legs and held my head against his stomach. I felt his cock swell even bigger, and I could feel the juice pumping from his balls along his cum tube and shooting straight into my hungry swallowing throat. After what seemed like ten minutes of him steadily pumping his seed down my throat, he finally subsided and released his death grip on my head. I reluctantly relinquished my suction hold on his cock and he withdrew it from my mouth with an audible "pop." As he began to stuff his, still half hard, cock into his tights he said, "Damn, Perry was right. You are one hell of a cocksucker." To which I jokingly replied, "I prefer orally oriented sperm release specialist, thank you." We both laughed. During the ride home, which took about 35 minutes, we talked about several things. At one point Clark began to chuckle. I asked him was funny and he said, "Well, think about it. My name is Clark, I'm dressed in a Superman costume, My wife's name is Lois, I have friends named Perry and Lana, and I just got sucked off by a young guy named Jimmy." Before we reached my home, he stopped the car on a dark secluded street and asked if I cared for a second helping. Which I gladly accepted, right there in the front seat of his car.
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