The Seventies

                 The Seventies.

It was a great time. We didn’t have all the shit of today. We didn’t have porn at hand, didn’t have that shit that permeates the youth of today. We will move on because I know that’s what you want to do.

We need to back up. Cars had cigarette lighters, and ashtrays back in the seventies, but not one-fuckin-cup holder. The cup holder was resting in your crotch. We didn’t need to wear seatbelts. Our parents carried travelers; get my drift? And they smoked in the car. A VW. We survived.  

I had friends. It’s not like we didn’t like girls; but us guys would get together every now and then. It started with my buddy, Slim. We had spent time together. “Wanna jack off?” He asked.

Hell yeah. And we did. He was built different than me; both of us cut. He hung outward where I was aiming at my stomach. We jacked off. I might have touched him and him me. That’s how it started.

It was now four of us. We would do it when one of our houses was free. It began innocent enough; wanna play poker? First it was strip, then favors; if you get my drift.

The fucking that went on. First it was hand jobs. Then sucking; have I said I was a power bottom? Have I said I love cock? I do.

We had this thing. Us. We’d get together and do stuff. I did say I was a bottom? Butt, don’t get me started on being the top. The boys knew.

They would fuck me, rail me. I could take it. One in my ass with another in my mouth. Depending; I could cum either way. We did this.

One night when one of us had the house to ourselves; it happened. Did I say I was a bottom? I can take a dick. It turned out I could take two. And I did. Well three if you counted the one in my mouth. It was an awesome ride and I did my fair share making those bastards cry begging for more.

Now this was the seventies and trying to find new guys to join could be beyond dangerous.

We need to jump to today so this can work.         

 Kurt was the one I thought of but he had a girlfriend and was on the football team. I asked, “wanna cum over and watch some porn?” A simple question.

I got a look that said ‘yes’

It was just the two of us as I threw my pack on the bed and cued up the vid. He sat on my bed as it started and his eyes were glued to the screen. It was a gay vid. I peeled off my shirt; him still only watching the screen. I kind of cleared my throat just to get his attention, and dropped my pants.

His head turned to me and didn’t go back to the TV. “I can put something else on?” I questioned.

“It’s good.” He told me and I wondered if it was me or the vid.

He turned back to the TV and said, “The guys look like it’s fun, I don’t get it?”

I was like, “Get what?”

“How can taking a dick up the ass or sucking cock look like fun?” I again was like, ‘really’?

“You’re watching this and I can see you getting hard, you can see I am.” I threw it out there.

“I don’t suck cock and one will never find my ass. Sure if you need to know, everybody wants to suck my cock.” And he pulled it out.

It was a nick dick and he knew it. But that isn’t why he was here. “You want to suck me off, don’t you?” He asked waving it around.

“NO, I don’t. But you are going to suck me off, aren’t you?” I had him right where I wanted.

“Why don’t you suck dick? But yet, god only knows who, sucks you off?” He was turning red.

“I’m Curt, I’m the QB. I won’t suck cock.” OK.

I pulled mine out and told him, “Suck it.”

He looked at me not knowing what to do. Again I ordered him to suck me. He didn’t know how to take that. “Put it in your mouth.” He tentatively and begrudgingly did. I think in secrete he’d done this before.

“So you don’t suck dick?” I asked with half of mine in his mouth.

He shook his head, no. I had to think. I was trying to get a new recruit. “You do know mine is in your mouth and yours is leaking?” It was all I had. He nodded.

I started to help him giving instructions about what and how to give a good blowjob. Other than the fact he kind of gagged on me he was showing remarkable promises. I put a knee on one side of the chair and took some of the control away from him.

I had his eyes looking at me, my dick in his mouth as I set the pace of his suck. “The angle is wrong.” I announced. And I turned him in the chair.

I never saw myself as the, apprentice. Didn’t see him that way either. I was giving instructions again. “Take off your pants,” and he did without my cock leaving his mouth.

“You like my cock in your mouth, don’t you?” He nodded and watched the screen with a guy doing what he was.

His hand moved down to touch himself, I slapped it away. “This is what I want you to do, swallow like guzzling a bottle of water.” He did and on the third swallow I fed him my whole dick. He kind of pulled off shocked.

“Why’d you do that,” he asked looking at the screen to a guy going all the way down.

“You will do that over and over, before I cum you will pull your cheeks apart and my dick will dump in your ass.” You heard me, I told him.

He did, swallowed me, and before I came he turned doing as I instructed. To say he was a newbie, I thought not. I wasn’t out to hurt him, my crown breaking through, him pushing back. He pushed till I was bottomed out then pulled off to the point of being empty; then pushed back again.

I pulled out. “Tell me what you want?” I asked. He needed to answer me.

“Put it back,” he pleaded in kind of a whimper.

I laid down on the floor and instructed him to ride me. He did just that. He liked it and used my heart shaped spear to massage the spot I had found.

Talk about having power. “You said you don’t suck cock. You were adamant about not taking it in the ass, and here you are. Tell me what you want?” And he pushed back on me.

OK. I gave him one of my best tops. I wished I was him. I pushed all the way in and when I pulled out I slapped his ass. I didn’t need to see his insides. Didn’t want to know what I looked like taking two cocks in my ass when they pulled out.

I pushed in hard and came. He knew. There was a little afterglow and I asked, “Give me your phone,” I punched in my number. “If you want to feel that again, push one.” That was how I assigned my number.