My Journey

(I wrote Part 1 recently, the lead-in to this, the remainder of the story.  What follows was written several years ago, not long after I finally met someone who was willing to let me be me, and to help me abandon the demons which had held me back for so long.  I had to put this down before I lost the memory and the joy I felt that night.  It is written similar to a letter, a thank you for one man’s patience)

You stood before me as I unbuckled your belt and popped the button at your waist.  I slowly opened your fly and slid your jeans to your knees.  I held the legs while you stepped out.  I was mesmerized by the bulge in you boxers, your dick half-hard and I wanted to see it so badly. 

You smiled at me, asking if I was sure I wanted to do this.  I think I mumbled something like, “Uhh, yes, I think I do”, but inwardly I was certain without a doubt.  The years that I had waited for this moment had seemed interminable.  Unless you were to pull your jeans back on and walk out, this was going to happen. 

You seemed to sense my timidity, lifting my gaze from your crotch saying, “Go ahead, don’t be afraid.  Touch it, it doesn’t bite”.  With that, I cupped your scrotum with one hand as I gently pushed you into the chair behind you.  As you sat, I felt along the backs of your calves, my hands stopping momentarily to massage the back of your knees.  My fingers trembled as they trailed across your thighs to reach inside the hem of your shorts.  I used my elbows to nudge your legs apart.  I caressed the cheeks of your buttocks, wondering what to do next, at last deciding to do what I knew would feel good to me. 

I dropped my face to your groin, sensing for the first time the warmth and musk of another man.  My lips parted and I placed them against the cloth of your boxers, tracing the outline of your cock, blowing warmly.  Your manhood twitched and I felt my own throbbing, but right now I only had time for one cock and I picked yours.  I slipped my thumbs inside the elastic waistband and pulled on your boxers as you lifted your hips.  Your shorts slipped to the floor and your cock jumped free, now nearly fully erect and I found my lips inches from your cock.  It was beautiful and I so wanted to feel it inside me.

You asked once again if this was what I wanted, but by now you were as certain as I that I no longer had any choice in the matter.  I took you in my hand and forced myself to go slowly, entirely the opposite of what I wanted to do.  I stroked you as I lifted your dick to expose your sack.  I lowered my lips and tasted it.  For the very first time my lips were pressed against another man’s sex and it tasted incredible and I was filled with lust far beyond the night of the dream which had brought me to this moment.  My lips parted and I took a testicle into my mouth.  Sucking softly, I turned it around in my mouth, savoring it and the wrinkled skin which encapsulated it.  Your scent was strong and I was in rapture.  Dropping the one, I took the other ball and gave it a similar treatment. 

I remember it being so tremendously difficult for me to not go straight for your cock.  I wanted badly to be a good little cocksucker and wanted to bring you along slowly, the way I enjoy it.  Your manhood was twitching so I thought I must be doing something right.  I looked into your eyes and asked anyways, “Is this okay?  Will you teach me to be a good cock sucker”?

You smiled again, saying “Just do what you’re doing and do what you’d like done for you”.  “For a beginner, you’re doing just fine”.

I smiled back, lifting your balls to expose the perineum.  I placed my tongue flatly across the base of your scrotum and licked strongly along the seam.  I tasted the sweetly salty skin once more as I slowly drew my tongue against the underside of you shaft, feeling a man’s cock against my lips and tongue for the very first time.  It was so incredibly sensuous and I recall being so incredibly hard.  I paused at the frenulum to lick and nibble at the soft loose skin with my lips.  The head of your dick was pressed against my cheek and I I could wait no longer to fully take you into my mouth. 

Gathering saliva and licking my lips, a small, clear drop of pre-cum appeared at your slit.  Capturing the droplet with my tongue, I smeared it around the tip of you penis.  I remember a touch of sweetness and I wanted more.  Slick with saliva, pre-cum, and my desire to taste you, your cockhead slipped easily into my mouth.  My lips surrounding the crown, I felt and tasted and delighted in the feel and flavor of your cock.  The rubbery glans was warm and smooth and I loved the texture.  What I was feeling was the most satisfyingly sexual experience of my life.  I was holding another’s cock in my mouth, it felt good, it felt right, and at that moment, I could not have cared who knew.

I withdrew my lips and looked at the purplish-pink head, glistening with my saliva, the corona flaring.  My head bobbed back onto your hardness, this time taking another inch or so and the head pressed against my cheeks.  Your penis was so very warm in my mouth, a sensation I’d never thought about and certainly did not expect.  It was delicious, waring me to my soul.  My tongue swirled against the shaft as I softly sucked and began stroking its length with my lips, being quite careful to keep my lips over my teeth.  I could not believe I was at last sucking a cock and I knew immediately that it would not be my last.

You placed a hand atop my head, steadying me as your hips began to rock.  My nose brushed against your pubis as you pushed your entire length into me, triggering my gag reflex.  I looked to you as you smiled and let me, reluctantly, remove your stiffness from my mouth.  As I did, I felt my teeth brush the rim of your crown.  I felt myself flush as I mumbled, “Sorry”. 

Again you understood, saying “It’s fine, just relax… it gets easier with practice”.  I was far harder on myself, expecting to be a great cocksucker on my first try and determined not to let it happen again.

“Just go slowly for a bit”, you told me.  “Just lick and kiss my shaft and the tip for a bit”.  I nodded and began to do as you instructed.  I ran my tongue along the sides of your dick, taking the tip into my mouth as I reached the top, then down the other side, sliding my wet lips along your delicious cock.  I started to kiss and suck on the soft skin beneath the tip.  Knowing how I enjoy brushing my moistened fingers across my frenulum when I masturbate, I hoped you would like it too.  You must have, because you pushed yourself against my lips and moaned, “that’s nice”.  Another drop of pre-cum appeared and I lapped it up.  It was warm and sweet and I began to think how much I wanted to taste your full load of cum.

Before I began, I wasn’t sure how I would react if I were able to bring you to orgasm with my mouth.  I really wanted to, but wasn’t sure if I could; if I could, would I want to take it in my mouth?  After tasting the delightful appetizer that seeped from your cock, I knew that I wanted it all.

You pushed your cock back into my mouth and began to rock again.  More gently this time as I grasped your dick and began to stroke as I sucked.  I pushed my lips over the crown as I stroked downward, tightening them against your head as I withdrew.  My tongue danced against the underside.  Sucking sounds announced each time you popped from my lips.  I looked toward you as you lay back and I knew that I was bringing you pleasure.  You began pushing more urgently, softly moaning, “yesss, that’s it.  Keep sucking, just like that…”.  And I did, and you moaned again.

I could feel your cock begin to throb more rapidly, your ass cheeks were clenching and I could sense a tightening across your abs.  “I’m nearly there”, you told me, “I’ll pull out and finish”. 

“NO!”, I managed to blurt from my cock-stretched lips, somewhat more forcefully than I’d intended.  I slowed my sucking just enough to say, “I want to take it!  I want it all in my mouth!”

You laughed and said, “Okay, my lovely cocksucker, you can have it all in the mouth”.  I resumed my rapid sucking, licking and pumping against your cock as I felt it flex in my hand, the head flaring against my cheeks.  You held my head as you pushed forward with your hips, driving into my waiting mouth.  Your cock erupted and I felt a gush of creamy warmth against my tongue and I wrapped my lips tightly against your shaft. 

A hot, milky jet splashed against the roof of my mouth… and I felt so wonderfully, incredibly, spectacularly ecstatic!  You continued to push against my lips; more streams of warm cum filled my mouth.  I savored its feel and texture; its taste not unpleasant… a magnificent elixir if for no other reason than that I had ached for this moment for so long.  Another man’s cock filled my mouth and I was tasting his juices… and I felt fulfilled as I swallowed your nectar.

Despite my efforts, a small dribble of semen escaped from the corner of my lips.  It slid along the side of your shaft and I lapped it away, relishing its sweetness again before I swallowed.  Your cock twitched again, a last droplet appearing at the slit.  I sucked hard, not wanting to miss a drop.  I took your softening erection and licked the shaft.  I nibbled at your thigh and along the base of your cock, not wanting this to end. 

I laid my head in your lap, your softening dick rested against my nose and your balls became a pillow for my chin.  I reveled again in your musky scent, more intense now.  I thought about what had just happened and how immensely pleasurable it was.  I thought of where I’d been and how long it had taken to reach this moment.  I thought of Brucie, wishing I’d had the courage to meet with him, and wondered how different my life might have been.  And, I thought how much I wanted to suck your cock again and again.  It wouldn’t happen.   There have been many others, but yours was the first.   

You lay back, sighed softly and said, “Oh god… that was nice”.  Yes, yes it was.