I was on my two weeks' vacation with my best friend Austin. We'd returned to a bed and breakfast that we'd stayed at the previous year when a group of friends had also been there, but this year it was just the two of us, Austin and me.
As we talked I moved over and knelt in front of his chair. He still had a look of slight confusion on his face as I reached for his zipper. His eyes got big as I lowered his zipper. As I continued to talk without being asked he raised his butt off the chair as I casually pulled his pants and jockeys down and off.
I visited one of our local park yesterday evening in hopes of finding a nice cock to suck. Thanks to family obligations I rarely get a chance to indulge so I was looking forward to it. I didn't know what to expect because it was after 10 o'clock but the wife was away and I was determined to take advantage of it.
I confessed to her that I was interested in trying out some bi play myself, and how hot it would be to do this together. So the search was on for a couple in the area whose profile listed either as bi or bi-curious.
It was then that I remember reading that these holes were called 'Glory Holes' and they were there so a guy could stick his cock through it and the guy in the other booth could suck. I even remembered the signal if you wanted to do the sucking. You laid your index finger in the 'hole' then, if the guy was interested in being sucked off, he would stick his cock through.
I am a 30-year old married white man who was secretly curious about black men. One Saturday evening, Tyler my only black friend and I were having a couple beers as we watched the game.
At first, we agreed to do it to each other in order to have it done to ourselves, but I quickly realized that I loved the erotic sensation of being down on my knees with his hard cock sliding between my lips and filling my mouth.
Like often happens I was sitting near the front and the driver and I were talking. Then out of nowhere the driver told me, "One of the other bus drives told him that you sucked his cock for him."
James was 19, a second year student at Cedar Valley College in Lancaster, Texas had accepted the good-natured kidding from his high school buddies who had gone on to SMU and UTA about his college appellation, but had explained that his great grandfather had been one of the founders and that it was family tradition to go there.
Saturday morning I put another ad on line, again looking for a young straight or bi guy to cum over here and let me suck them off. I got a very quick response from a 28 year old guy who lives about twenty minutes away from here. He was on his way to work, and had to pass through my neighborhood.
I felt like I could have gone on forever like that, but suddenly he held my head in both his strong hands and pulled his cock out of my mouth. He explained that he wasn't in a hurry, and he wanted me to just look at his cock for a while. Well, I couldn't take my eyes off it. It was magnificent, standing out straight and strong, thick, very veiny, and dark- colored. His balls were thick, and hung well below the base of his cock. Foreskin draped ...
I rubbed my hands up and down his legs from his ankles to his thighs and stuck my tongue between his ball sack and thigh and I could feel him immediately growing. I greedily suck it into my throat as some blonde bitch moaned, "Ooooh yessssss!" in the background. I kept drawing him in, loving the feeling of him growing in my mouth.
Finally I closed my eyes and dropped to my knees. One hand started caressing the back of my head and the other dropped to my shoulder as he slowly pushed his hips closer to me. I opened my mouth and for the second time, tasted another man's dick.
My first time with another man was in college with Travis, a guy who lived down the hall. He was so damn cute with his dark Irish good looks, broad shoulders, hairy chest and legs but I was a freshman and he was a senior so I never even thought about actually living out my desires for men at that point.
A little while later the doorbell rang and I opened the door to find this guy David. He's about 5-foot 8 or so, short beard and a little belly in a too small t-shirt and a pair of sweats. And he had a bulge, a rather big bulge.
I'd seen one other man's cocks in my life but that was just my father's in the shower. But it was nothing like this. With dad there was no intent, no purpose to it. So while it was not the first cock other than my own I'd ever seen, it was the only one I'd ever looked at with lust. Any residual doubt melted away as I felt Kevin's hand on my shoulder, guiding me gently downward to my knees.
I sat down to dry my legs and feet when a handsome almost to the point of being beautiful man emerged from one of the shower stalls and headed over towards me. He was tall, dark haired, emerald green eyes, very tan and around 35 and he looked French. He had his towel wrapped around his lean waist. When he got over to the bench he removed the towel and started to dry off his tight body.
I've sucked cock and been sucked by other men for years, but my wife Barbara didn't know. I wanted to tell her, but couldn't find a way to bring it up. It occurred to me that whenever we watched a porn flick, she made the same remark, "They always shows girl-on-girl, but never show guys sucking other guys." So I just needed to make my move after our next porn movie.
With my assistance Rusty stepped out of his Levis and stood quietly in front of me wearing nothing but a pair of black bikini briefs. I quickly hooked my thumbs in the sides of his bikini briefs and started to pull them down and off.
He told me to get out and leave the passenger side door open. While I stood outside the car in the cold, damp air, he went back to the trunk and retrieved a bath towel from his suitcase. Then he sat on the passenger side facing out through the door, with his legs spread apart. He motioned for me to stand between his legs and rest my forearms on the car's roof.
Like most men, I was a little curious about how men got it on with each other, so I figured what the hell and went into the arcade area. The arcade area consisted of two hallways, each lined with booths. There were ten booths in each row, totaling forty booths in all. When you pass through the beaded curtain into the arcade area the first thing I noticed was the smell. In later years I would recognize it as a mixture of cigarettes, sweat, cum, ...
I was sitting at home looking at porn on the internet and decided it would be fun to go to the adult bookstore in Kennedale. After I'd been there a few minutes I decided to visit the viewing booths and see some action in the flesh. Even though I was straight (I thought) I loved watching other guys jerk off through a gloryhole.
He unsnapped, unzipped my pants and opened my fly. Pushing down the front of my jockeys, he pulled my already hard cock out. He stroked it a few times and with his hand still on it, turned sideways and knelt on the seat. When he lowered his face into my lap and took my cock in his mouth it felt so good I kinda bounced a little on the seat. Soon his lips were clamped around my hard shaft and was bobbing up and down.
I carefully slow down and stop. The hitch hiker rushes up to the car. As the passenger door opened a pleasant enough looking young man in his early 20s smiled as he dropped his backpack on the floor and said, "Ah man thank you so much, I didn't think anyone was going to come along."
We broke the kiss and when Kent sat back down on the edge the bed I saw his cock sticking through fly of his boxers. A very nice cock too, uncut and every bit of the seven inches. It looked much more impressive when not beside Calvin's monster size cock.
I was shocked because I'd never had nor even thought about another man touching me before. But seeing Barbara getting double teamed by those two hunks had my mind spinning. Without thinking I looked at him and nodded.
The guy started to buck his hips, fucking my face. My mouth quickly filled with saliva so I paused long enough to spit. I couldn’t believe how incredible his cock looked, all wet and glistening with my saliva.
When I was about 18, Paul, my roommate that I'd known for 10-years told me that he was gay. I'd never thought about having a gay friend or being gay myself before. Once he had come out to me, I could tell Paul liked me because when I was walking round in my boxers he was constantly staring at my body and my bulge.
Once he'd slid he seat back and tilted it, I reached over and unbuckled his belt and unzipped his khakis. He raised his butt up off the seat and helped me slide them and his briefs down, exposing his mostly-hard cock. My breath caught when I touched it.
I'm in my 30's and my first time was a couple of years ago. I'd fantasized about it a lot, secretly though, never spoken to anyone else about it. I'd let 2 guys suck me off and checked out a few online ads and a lot of porn. I finally got my nerve up and saw an ad I liked on craigslist. We e-mailed back and forth a little. He sent me some e-mails of his cock; one covered in his cum, this went on for a couple of weeks.
My first time was as a college freshman. I was very, very shy and a loner. I took a swimming class. In this class there was a guy named Clifford who used to be very pushy. I avoided him all the time and in the locker room I made sure to take a locker far from every body.
I can't remember the first time I thought about sucking a dick. It's just kind of always been there, lurking in the back of my mind. I wondered what it would be like to suck a cock. This thought has been happening more and more lately. I'm not sure if it was my desire to try it that was growing, or just the influence of the internet on my mind.