What had started out in high school as youthful sexual experimentation with my best friend Larry, quickly turned into an obsessive need for me to be down on my knees sucking his very big cock to get him to cum in my mouth. We both knew that I had become a full fledged cocksucker and I enthusiastically serviced him in this capacity until he went off to college. After he left though, I began to have second thoughts and I started to feel ashamed for having had these oral cravings since I had also always had a normal sexual obsession for girls. I felt extremely guilty for having loved sucking his cock and swallowing his cum all those years. I resolved to devote myself exclusively to sex with women even though I never stopped masturbating to the memory of the erotic sensations of his thick cock fucking my throat and the delicious taste of his creamy cum in my mouth.
The years passed and eventually I got married and started a family. I never forgot how much I loved sucking Larry's cock, but I convinced myself that I was no longer a "cocksucker". That all changed one day at a neighborhood barbecue where the liquor was flowing and I'd had too much to drink. During a conversation in the kitchen with the host, Jerry, I foolishly admitted to him that as a young teen, I used to like giving blow jobs to my best friend. The conversation had been about oral sex and he had just told me that he used to love getting blow jobs, but his wife wouldn't suck his cock because she thought it was gross. He and his wife were black and he said that most black women didn't enjoy sucking cock and that all the blow jobs he had gotten had been from white girls. I boasted that my wife really liked sucking my cock. I should have left it at that, but I continued, saying that I could understand why she might like doing it because I too had enjoyed sucking my best friend's cock. His wife, Susan, walked into the kitchen at that point so we
quickly changed the subject.
About a week later, my wife was out shopping and I was home babysitting when Jerry came over to my house. I had been avoiding him out of embarrassment in light of my foolish admission. After some small talk he brought up the subject again and said that he had heard that men gave the best blow jobs. He wanted to know if I still liked sucking cock and if I still did, would I like to suck his, since he wasn't getting any of that from his wife and he really missed it. I had been thinking again about cock sucking ever since that conversation at the barbecue and I was kicking myself for having said what I did while I was drunk. When he asked me if I wanted to suck his cock, I again felt that old craving and I impulsively said yes. I knew my wife wouldn't be back for another few hours and the baby was asleep in his crib so I decided to do it then and there before I had a chance to change my mind.
We were sitting on the sofa in my den where I had been watching television so I suggested that he stand up and take out his cock. Jerry stood up and unzipped his pants and took out a cock that was very big, very black and very thick. It was beautiful! He was uncut and I had never seen an uncut cock before. The only black cocks I had ever seen were in locker rooms and I only glanced at them briefly. As he stroked his cock it began to grow harder and bigger. I leaned forward and replaced his hand on his cock with my own and continued to stroke his cock which by this time had grown to over 8 inches and even thicker than it had been before. He moved closer to me and taking the cue, I opened my mouth in anticipation of sucking my first cock in over seven years. I could smell that familiar musky male aroma that I loved. As I felt Jerry's cock sliding between my lips and into my mouth I immediately recalled how contented sucking my friends cock made me
feel. I closed my eyes as I sucked on his cock and focused on the erotically pleasant sensations on my tongue and against the roof of my mouth.
After a few minutes of sucking, I moved my head forward wanting to take as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. When I felt the large head of Jerry's cock pressing against the back of my mouth, I instinctively swallowed, causing my throat muscles to relax and allowing the head of his cock to slide deeper into the opening leading down into my throat. Although I loved having my best friend fuck my throat, it was many years since I last did that and I had grown unaccustomed to the sensation. Jerry's cock wasn't much longer than my friend's had been, but it was considerably thicker and it made me gag, which caused my throat muscles to involuntarily contract and tightly squeeze around the cock that was invading my throat. As a result of this and because he hadn't received a blow job in so long, these stimulating sensations to his cock triggered his orgasm and he began to ejaculate into my mouth.
The profuse amount of thick, warm semen quickly filling my mouth joyously transported me back in time to my earlier days when I'd been my friend's personal cocksucker and it made me realize how much I missed it. I waited until his cock stopped pulsating in my mouth and then I slowly swallowed, savoring the "happy meal" that he had just given me. His eyes opened wide as he watched me eagerly gulping down his load and then he thanked me profusely. After apologizing for the brief duration of the blow job, I promised that I would do much better the next time.
My wife was in the habit of spending Monday afternoons visiting with her parents at their home. I would usually meet her there after work and we would eat dinner with them before returning home in the evening. I asked her if she would mind if I opted not to join her as often saying that I would prefer to stay home and watch the football game with Jerry. She told me that it was okay and that she was happy that I had made a new friend. If she only knew what I intended doing with my new friend. When I told Jerry of my plan, he was delighted. In fact, when he told his wife Susan, she offered to prepare a light dinner for him to bring along unaware that her husband already intended to supply me with something to eat.
With only a few exceptions, I sucked him off every Monday evening until the end of the season. Jerry would sit at one end of the couch eating Susan's delicious fried chicken and watching the game as I sat next to him while leaning over to suck and slobber on his delicious black cock while looking at the screen out of the corner of my eye. He would get oil from the chicken in my hair as he pushed my head down further on his cock while cumming deep in my throat. Once he came in my mouth just as the Giants scored the winning touchdown. I don't know what excited him more. I would supply the beer to wash down both the chicken and the cum.
On a couple of occasions, when we were unable to meet on Monday, I took him out to my garage, on the excuse of helping me with a repair to my motorcycle. I'd assume the position and drop to my knees to suck his cock as he held me by my ears and forced his cock down my throat. We had to be careful and do it quickly because my wife could easily have come in and caught us in the act.
This all came to an end when he accepted a transfer by his company back to Atlanta where he and his wife had grown up. Shortly before he left, he asked me if it was okay if he brought someone else along to our next meeting. His 18 year old cousin had come up from Georgia on a visit and was going back home on Wednesday. Jerry had told him about me and had boasted to him about my cock sucking abilities. I was unsure about this as I had never sucked a cock with someone else present but at the same time I was excited by the idea of being the star of a cock sucking event. Jerry and I were about 25 at the time but the prospect of sucking off a young stud was too good to reject and so I agreed.
Jerry suggested that I come over to his house that weekend to meet his cousin before Mondays game. When I got to his house, Susan greeted me and introduced me to Stan, Jerry's cousin saying that I was the friend that her husband watched football with every Monday. Stan shook my hand and said with a wink and a smile that he was looking forward to "watching the game" with us and that Jerry had told him a LOT about me. Jerry and I were both about 6 feet tall, but Stan, at 18 was already at least 6' 6" and very muscular. I began to wonder what I'd gotten myself into. After I got back home, I spoke to my wife and asked her if she intended to visit her parents on Monday as usual and when she said yes, I checked to make sure I had enough beer and chips.
When Monday finally came, I was extremely nervous as I opened the door to allow my guests in and led them into the den. I offered them both a beer and after some introductory small talk, it was Jerry who broke the ice and asked me if I was ready to demonstrate my oral abilities and show Stan how good a cocksucker I really was. I said that I'd be happy to and I asked them whose cock should I suck first. Jerry suggested that since Stan was the guest that he should get to go first. I asked Stan if he had ever been given a blow job and he said that he'd gotten a few from a white girlfriend but that she wasn't very good. I'd had a beer before they got here and I was feeling a little buzzed, so I took the initiative and reached out and began to stroke his hardening cock which was extended down alongside his leg within his pants.
In less than a minute I could see that his cock had grown to the point that it had to be uncomfortable to him for it to be constrained that way. I pulled down his zipper and reached in with my hand to grasp his cock and move it from where it was positioned inside the confining clothing. I could feel the smooth texture of the skin of his cock encasing the growing hardness within. When I was finally able to extricate Stan's stiffening dick, I was amazed at it's size. It had to be at least 10 inches long and as thick as my wrist. I could hear Jerry behind me drawing in his breath in surprise and saying "Oh my god, would you take a look at that thing! No wonder your girlfriend wasn't any good. I'm not sure that even Bill here can fit it in his mouth" The same thought was going through my mind but I was determined to try. I grasped it in my hand and my fingers couldn't meet around it even if I squeezed it tightly.
I motioned over to the couch with my head and never letting go of his massive cock, I dropped to my knees in front of Stan as he sat down. With both of my hands, one above the other,I gripped the shaft of his big dick leaving only the large helmet shaped head of his beautiful, black cock protruding above. I could see emerging from it a great big glob of crystal clear precum. I lowered my head and extending my tongue, I lapped it over the head of his cock, licking up the precious fluid and savoring it on my tongue. Wanting more, I parted my lips and took the plum sized head of his cock into my mouth, sucking first softly, then harder to extract even more of this tasty elixir.
I soon realized that in order to encourage him to produce more of this addictive substance, I'd have to provide more stimulation to the rest of his cock. I parted my lips even wider and removing one of my hands grasping his shaft, I lowered my head taking almost half of his length into my mouth until I felt the head of his cock hit the back of my mouth where it could go no further. With one hand still trying without success to encircle the shaft at the base of his cock, I applied suction to the upper part enclosed in my mouth, causing Stan to moan and lift his pelvis in an attempt to penetrate my mouth even deeper.
While I'd been focusing on sucking Stan's cock, I'd forgotten all about Jerry. I suddenly became aware of him moving at my side and I realized that not only was he watching me sucking Stan's cock. He had a camera and he was taking photographs of me with Stan's cock stuffed into my mouth. My instinctive reaction was to become alarmed at the thought of a record being made of me sucking someones cock and of the possibility that somebody I knew, maybe even my wife, might see them. But another part of me was aroused at the prospect of being made so vulnerable and of being observed by others in this shameful way. I wondered how I must look with a cock fucking my mouth and I wanted to be able to look at those pictures myself.
These thoughts ran through my mind in an instant, but before I could object, Stan, sensing my alarm, quickly placed his hands on the back of my head to prevent me from getting up and pushed my head down hard, forcing his cock deeper into my mouth. I began to panic even as I could hear the camera clicking away while Jerry continued taking pictures. Stan was very strong and as I slowly realized that there was nothing that I could do. I stopped struggling and instead resigned myself to being orally raped.
When I stopped fighting, Stan took this as a sign of consent and pushed my head down onto his cock even stronger, forcing it past my tongue and into my throat. Normally, whenever I sucked Jerry's cock, my own cock remained soft, but this time,as I was being penetrated by Stan, I realized that I was getting an erection. As Stan's huge cock was forced further into my widening throat, I felt as if my jaws were being dislocated and my throat was being torn apart!! But I was also getting very excited and extremely turned on!! After a few more moments I could feel my lips nestled in the wiry hairs at the base of Stan's cock and they were spread open wider than they had ever been before!! Stan had managed to force the full length of that massive cock of his all the way into my throat!!!
I hadn't drawn a breath for at least two minutes and I was starting to feel light headed. Just as I thought I was going to pass out, Stan withdrew his cock from my throat and I was able to take a few great gasping breaths even though he kept the massive head of his cock still filling my mouth. When I stopped gasping for air, Stan tightened his hold on my head and in one continuous motion, he once again forced the full length of his enormous cock completely down my throat. He held it there for a few moments before sliding it out only to, roughly ram it back in again.
While all this was taking place, Jerry continued snapping pictures. It reminded me of a fashion photo shoot with the camera clicking and Jerry offering words of instruction. Gradually, I could feel my throat muscles relaxing and stretching to accommodate his thick cock, allowing him to fuck my throat deeper and faster. I was able to time my breathing to match each stroke of his cock. I could sense Stan's arousal increasing and I knew that his orgasm was imminent. By this time,my own cock was as hard as a rock and I knew that I was about to cum too.
This was unlike any blow job that I had ever given. I was being truly skull fucked and I was loving it!! I just opened my mouth as wide as I could and allowed Stan to use my throat any way he liked to masturbate himself with. He held me by my hair and forcefully pumped my head repeatedly, up and down onto his engorged cock. With a loud roar that I was sure the other tenant upstairs must have heard, Stan made one final thrust, ramming his monster cock even deeper into my throat than I imagined possible. As he held it there with a death grip on my head and his fingers digging into my scalp I could feel his thick cock pulsating deep in my throat as he deposited multiple spurts of cum directly into my stomach. When he came, so did I and as I felt the sticky semen coating the inside of my jeans, I was wondering how would I be able to explain this to my wife.
After he stopped cumming, Stan's cock quickly returned to it's normal size. He released the death grip on my head and withdrew his cock from my throat making it possible for me to straighten up. Stan asked me if I was alright and said that it was absolutely the best blow job he had ever had and that Jerry's description of my cock sucking abilities didn't do me justice. That was when Jerry apologized for not telling me about the camera, saying that he was afraid that if he asked me I would object. This was before the age of digital cameras and he said that I could have the roll of film if I wanted to destroy it. He was absolutely amazed that I was able to deep throat Stan's monster cock and he hoped that I wasn't injured as a result.
I hadn't spoken up til then because my throat was very sore and I sounded as if I had laryngitis. Hoarsely, I said that although I was alarmed at first, I was also very turned on. So much so that I had even cum in my pants which had only happened to me once before when I got very aroused from sucking off my best high school friend. I admitted that I was excited that he had taken the pictures and I liked the idea that other people would see the photos of me getting throat fucked. I said that he could keep them if he gave me copies and promised never to show them to anyone I knew. I still have those photos but I keep them hidden in a safe place. After a few more beers, my throat felt recovered enough for me to give Jerry his weekly blow job with Stan taking the pictures this time. We never did get to watch the football game but Jerry and Stan managed to finish the fried chicken that I was unable to swallow.