The Golfer (Auth, oral, MM)
I was a twenty four year married guy when my wife took my two small children and headed to her mothers house for a week long visit. We were living in Jacksonville, Florida. I guess I should have went with her but I had too much work to complete.
I have always been a horny guy and even though I was married I jerked off quite often. I knew I would never cheat on my wife. I loved her and my children too much. This all changed the second night after she left.
I drove to Atlantic beach for a pizza and a beer because I thought I would take a walk on the beach since it was a cool night and I was not ready to go home to an empty house. While eating my pizza this guy in the next booth kept looking at me. This made me very nervous so I quickly finished my beer and headed out to the beach.
I walked south for about a half hour then I turned and headed back toward the beach I had just walked. As I finished my walk I saw the guy from the pizza joint sitting on a bench near the sea wall. I still don't know why I walked toward this guy, but I did.
"Hi, nice out tonight", he said as I neared. "It sure is", I replied. It was then I noticed that the guy had his zipper down and had his hand inside his pants. My mind said, "Shit he's playing with himself out here in the open." I should have left and headed to my car.
He looked into my face and said, "You don't know where a guy can get a little action do you?" I just looked back and never answered. I was standing next to this guy and he wanted someone to go down on him and I acted like one of the three stooges.
I finally spoke, "No I don't know this area, I live in the city." He said, "That's OK, I'm from Tampa, I'm here for a golf pro am at Saw Grass. I guess I like a blow job when I'm away from home. I just thought maybe you might want to help me out." All the time he spoke his hand was moving up and down in his pants as he was jerking his cock.
I spoke real quietly as I said, "I'm a married guy with kids, I don't mess around." He smiled and said, "Hell I'm married also, why don't we just walk down the beach." This was the second time I should have headed to my car. I can still remember the weird feeling I was having as we walked down the beach. I think I was getting a bonner.
This guy wanted me to suck him off and I was walking with him. Was I going to take his cock in my mouth and blow him? Why was I going with him? We walked for about ten minutes while talking about nothing of importance. Finally the guy stopped and said, "how about here?"
I said, "What about here?" He replied "You want to blow me here?" I watched as he unsnapped his jeans and let them fall to his knees. His white jockey short showed a large hard dick ready to be released.
I became real nervous and said, "I can't do that out here in the open, someone can see us, we'll get caught." But, I never just said "NO". I turned and started walking back to my car. I knew I had better get out of there. He had me wanting to suck his cock and I was not gay.
I never looked back to see if I was followed by the guy. I reached my car and started it up and left the parking lot. I drove for two blocks when my curiosity caused me to turn around and head back to the parking lot. As I drove up the same guy was standing by his car.
I pulled into a spot and stopped. The stranger walked toward my car. "I was afraid you had left", he said. "I don't want to put pressure on you but, my name is Frank Blair, I'm going to check into the Howard Johnson on A1A. Why don't you stop by later." I spoke to him firmly, "I can't, I have to head home now."
I drove home to my house with my hard on in my pants. "Why would this guy pick me out to talk to. I've never fooled around with guys. I never even thought about that." When I entered my house, I called my wife and talked to her and my young son. I knew everything was OK.
I turned on the TV and started watching Friends. I could not concentrate as I kept thinking about the guy at the beach. I thought about what he had said, "Why don't you stop by later." My cock was hard again. My mind was trying to rationalize, "If you do anything with him, no one will know. You will just be fooling around."
I knew when I left my home what would happen if I went to his motel. I knew when I went to the desk and asked the guy what room Frank Blair was in what would happen. I knew when I knocked on door to room 201 what would happen, but I was not prepared for the sight when the door opened.
Frank said, "Hi come on in, you want a beer?" I could only stare. Frank was completely nude. He was a little taller than me, very muscular, he had well defined abs and pecs. His cock was soft but must have been four or five inches. He had a line of hair from his stomach to his bush just above his cock.
I sipped my beer when Frank said, "How do you want it? In the ass or mouth?" He was just matter of fact, I was here to service his cock. I heard my voice saying, "um I guess in the mouth I don't think I could take it in the ass?" I had said it. I was going to give Frank a blow job. Frank was in control.
I watched as Frank moved to the bed and sat down. He swung his feet up on the bed and propped his back on a couple of pillows. He opened his legs wide. He was waiting for me. I didn't even remove my clothes as I crawled between his legs. My fingers caressed his soft cock.
My face was just above his cock as it started to harden. I moved my mouth toward the purple head of his cock. I opened wider and closed my lips around the first inch of Frank's cock. I was now a cock sucker. I had a guy's cock in my mouth.
I started to slip more of the shaft into my mouth when I felt Frank's had on the back for my head. I panicked and pulled off after gagging. He wanted to push me down on his cock. I told him to just let me do it my wary.
I did not have any idea, what to do at this point. I closed my mouth over the first three inches of his cock and started to jerk him off with both of my hands while I sucked on the head. I kept this up as he moaned and moved around on the bed. His cock had enlarged to at least seven or eight inches. It was so fat that it hurt the sides of my mouth as my suction continued.
He soon was bucking up off the bed as I jerked the shaft. I heard him say "Here it comes man" as the first blast hit the back of my throat. He kept shooting and I kept sucking. I was afraid to pull off and afraid to swallow. Soon he stopped shooting. I got up and went into the bathroom and spit his cum into the toilet even though I did not let him know I never swallowed.
I left his room that night. I had sucked my first cock but Frank asked me to stop by the next night. He saaid, "We can go out for a bite". But I knew what Frank wanted to feed me.