'Cum Drinking Straight Guy'
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I'm sure the title of this story got a few chuckles, if not outright laughter, out of many of you. 'That's an oxymoron' is probably a common thought. 'Denial' many of you will say.
... But here's my totally true story anyway.
I have always been attracted to women. When I'm walking down the street my eyes are always seeking out the female form, and guys are close to invisible to me. Not once, ever, have I looked at a guy and thought 'Now that's a cute guy' Sexually, I like women also. I like the way they look, smell, and feel, I like laying down next to their naked bodies, stroking and caressing them, I like kissing women, I like making love to them in all ways, licking their clits till they cum, fucking in any position, getting sucked off by them.
None of these thoughts have ever applied, with me, to men. But since my very early years I have always been obsessed with the thought of a cock in my mouth, licking and sucking it till it spurted a load of cum, and drinking it down.
I first heard about sucking cock at age 8, and couldn't even really understand the concept of cum yet, but the thought still fascinated me. I was already attracted to girls, had been kissing the ones who'd let me, and seeking out others who would do so.
As puberty approached, though, I'd hear more and more about sucking cock and started having fantasies about it. The fantasies were always of having a girl suck my cock, and of me sucking someone else's cock.
At age 12 my cousin, who was 11, was visiting, and he casually mentioned to me that he and a friend had given each other blowjobs. Well, this seemed like a perfect opportunity to me, so a short while later we were in the basement dropping our drawers. My cock at the time was maybe 5 inches when hard, but his dick was still thumb sized. We took turns sucking each other but he was so small and not able to cum yet that nothing really happened, and my dick was really large to him and he gagged and lost interest. We never tried again and the subject was avoided thereafter.
By age 14 I constantly had girlfriends and spent many hours with them doing everything getting blowjobs and fucking. We'd kiss, pet, some of them would let me feel them up or even finger their pussies, and life was fun.
By age 15 I was in a relationship with a low self esteem girl, from a white trash family with a bar slut for a mother, and she'd let me do literally anything I wanted, and almost anytime and anywhere. For the next year I spent entire days fucking, and she would suck my cock for hours on end. It was all very exciting, but I still had a desire to suck a cock myself and get a mouthful of cum to drink.
Logistically, though, it was to prove almost impossible. There were some gay guys who'd come on to me, but they were either feminine type guys or older guys who usually wanted to suck me off..... and I was somewhat repulsed at the thought of doing anything with either. I didn't like guys.
What I really fantasized about was sucking an anonymous cock attached to a faceless straight guy with no other implications. This obviously wasn't going to happen, and though I ran through every possible scenario there was no way I could think of to find a cock to suck without the possibility of anyone I knew finding out about it. And, there were guys in my town who had sucked someone off and gotten outed, and their lives were miserable ever after - they were known as the cocksuckers by all, and treated with scorn and abuse.
With the penalties for even bringing up the subject so extreme, I put my fantasies on the back burner, continued to use them to fuel masturbatory sessions, but more or less gave them up as realities.
Girls were always there, though, and sex was plentiful, so the next few years were spent chasing and indulging in that pastime.
As I headed into my twenties, life was a party, with large crowds always present. On the periphery of the crowd I hung out with was a guy who appeared straight, always had a girlfriend, but carried around persistent rumors that he also liked to suck cock. I generally kept him at arms length so as not to be caught in that association, but one night the two of us found ourselves at the end of a party after everyone else had left, and he asked me for a ride home.
As I was driving him home, he point blank asked me if he could suck my cock, and when we got to his house I parked in a dark area in his parking lot. I honestly had no desire to have my cock sucked by him, but I figured if I let him, then I could suck him off and our silences would be sealed. We sat and talked in the car for awhile, and both of us soon had our cocks out and were stroking ourselves as we talked, and I just reached over for his cock and without giving it much thought leaned over into his lap and took his cock in my mouth.
He was about 6" long and tapered, and though I had fantasized about it for years I had no idea that a cock would be so warm and silky in my mouth and feel so nice. I had no real clue as to technique so I just did what came naturally and gently suckled and licked his cockhead, and after a minute or 2 precum started leaking out and tasted wonderful against my tongue.
I must have been doing something right because as I nursed on his cock he was moaning quietly - and as I sucked, his moaning got louder till he said 'I'm going to cum'. I just made an 'mmmmm' sound around his cock and he grunted and my mouth began filling with his cum as he unloaded himself. The taste and texture were really nice, like nothing I'd ever tasted before, and without giving it any thought one way or another I drank it down and kept sucking and licking till he was completely drained and started becoming soft.
He leaned back and caught his breath, and I leaned back also, waiting to see what would happen next. I didn't really want him to suck my cock especially, but knew that unless he did it I'd be constantly worried about him saying something to someone, but after only a few seconds he leaned over me and began doing to me what I'd done to him, and with the inside of my mouth still sticky and tasting of his cum it only took a minute or so and I blasted my load into his mouth, and he also drank it all down.
Afterwards we just sat there for a few moments in silence, I finally said 'that was cool, thanks .... maybe see you again sometime?' and he said 'I hope so' and got out of the car, and I drove home.
I was still living at home with my parents, and the next day I woke up and lazed around, and towards evening was laying on my bed listening to music when my bedroom door opened, and the guy I'd sucked off the night before came stumbling into my room, having been let in by my mother.
He was already drunk, and started talking loudly about how nice last night had been, and he started getting physically affectionate with me, sat close to me on the bed and put his hand on my arm. I flipped out, told him to please leave, and to never show up at my house again, sober or drunk. He did leave, my parents were wondering what that was all about, and I was back to where I'd started in my quest for cock, except now I'd actually tasted cum and my addiction was set.
I was now back to the girls, and maybe a year later I met my wife, fell in love, and settled down. For the next twenty years or so I was a typical husband, fathered a child, and my thirst for cum stayed in the background. But it never went away.
Years later, I was now in my forties, and two great changes came into my life at around the same time - mid life crisis and the Internet.
Mid life crisis came on with a vengeance and left me with the feeling that there was a finite number of years left to do things I'd always wanted to do before it was too late - and sucking cock and drinking cum were at the top of that list. And with the internet came, in the beginning, bulletin boards where a person could say anything they wanted with another person, yet still remain totally anonymous.
I began to post my desire to suck cock all over the web, and eventually began corresponding with another guy who wanted to be sucked off by a guy. We made arrangements to meet, but when the time came I chickened out and didn't show. But the desire get getting stronger, and eventually I discovered the Yahoo personals, and decided to put in an ad and see what happened.
My ad headline read 'Looking to drink cum' and the ad said 'Married SWM, forty-something and in good shape looking for straight guy to suck off - any race and any age but you must be in decent shape. I'm not interested in affection, a relationship, or reciprocation, just your cock in my mouth and your cum down my throat'
To my surprise I had a torrent of responses, and I answered them all.
The first guy I picked was to be a car meet in the local mall parking lot, and when I pulled into the designated area and turned off the car, he immediately pulled up alongside. I saw that he looked as described, average looking with a short dark beard, so I unlocked the drivers side door and slid over into the passenger seat, and he got behind the wheel.
I was nervous as hell, we both said hi, and he asked 'Do you swallow?'
'Yes, I do swallow' I said, and he replied 'Cool' and undid his pants and slid them down below his knees. I looked around to make sure the parking area was empty, and then slid to my knees on the passenger side floor and leaned over his lap and took his semi hard cock in my mouth. I started sucking and licking, and he soon got hard, but this time I had a better clue what to do so at the same time I slowly moved my lips up and down his shaft.
The cock in my mouth was as silky as the one I remembered, and as the precum dripped out onto my tongue the taste was, again, so cool. He was leaning back in the seat as I worked on his cock, and all of a sudden a strange chemical smell filled the car, and I stopped for a second and looked up at him. He had a tiny jar under his nose and was sniffing it, and when he saw my questioning look said 'poppers'. I had never done it, but had heard of it, of course, so I took his cock back into mouth and kept licking and sucking.
His cock seemed to get even harder, probably from the poppers, and I was now moving my lips up and down his shaft in a steady rhythm as I nursed on his dick, and then he tightened up and I felt a pulse against my lower lip and a large gooey blast of cum hit the roof of my mouth, followed by a second blast, and then a third, and it seemed like my mouth was filling up with his juices. The taste was totally different than I'd remembered from my one previous experience, but I still loved it, and I began drinking it down as the last drops oozed out of the end.
I lifted my head, and avoided looking him in the eye, but he said 'thanks, dude' and pulled up his slacks. He buttoned himself and said 'see you, I'll drop you an email' and got out of the car, and into his own and drove away. I drove myself home, feeling somewhat strange about the whole thing, the taste of cum still strong in my throat when I walked into the house where my wife was waiting.
In the next few weeks I had 2 other similar experiences from guys who'd answered my Yahoo ad, all in the front seat of a car. I arranged to meet them in parking lots, and in every case I let them in my car and dropped to my knees on the passenger side and blew them. And I loved the feeling of their cocks in my mouth, of licking and sucking, and stroking their shafts with my lips while they moaned and finally spurted their sticky hot load onto my tongue, filling my mouth with that taste till I swallowed it down. I was really becoming addicted and thought of little else except sucking cock.
I emailed every one afterwards with a simple 'Thanks for the cum, I'd be glad to drain your cock anytime - let me know' But not one of them ever wrote back for an encore. I realized that most of these guys were as much into the thought of shooting their loads into new mouths as they were into the blowjobs themselves.
But I also had some other different experiences. One was a guy I'd arranged to meet at his house (his wife was away on business) and when I got there I started by kneeling in front of him as he sat on the couch and sucked on his cock as he lay back on the couch. But after a few minutes he said he'd really like to suck my cock also, would I mind?
Well, actually I did mind, but he was somewhat insistent, so we lay down on the floor, on our sides in 69 position, and began blowing each other. He was actually very good at sucking cock but I wasn't much into getting blown, period, so I began working really hard on his cock, sucking, licking, my lips tight against his shaft as I moved my mouth over his shaft in a steady rhythm. Well, we were both quickening the rhythm and I was fighting to not cum, when he bucked and shot a huge blast of thick sticky cum into my mouth followed by another. As soon as my mouth began filling and the taste hit my senses, though, I shot my own load, and we were both draining and drinking each other's sticky juices.
Some of you might think that a simultaneous cum like that sounds really cool, but it wasn't to me.
First of all, it seemed too much like regular sex, a little too intimate somehow.
And second, it was an energy drain - I discovered that generally I didn't get hard or turned on when getting them off orally, and that bringing someone off and the mouthful of cum I'd receive would make me feel energized. Almost like I was getting some of their energy in return for what I was doing to them.
But cumming myself just drained my energy. And finally, it's a control thing, when someone is just standing or lying back passively as I perform my oral magic on them, I'm in control. I'm the one controlling what sensations they're going to be feeling and even, to a degree, when they're going to give me the mouthful of cum that I'm working for.
Another experience I had was with 2 guys I'd arranged to meet and suck off. They were getting a motel room and I was meeting them there. When I got there, they were waiting, and apparently knew each other fairly well. And what they wanted to do, and did, was get naked and lay down side by side on the bed, and kiss and play with each others nipples, as I lay on my stomach and alternately sucked them off.
I took turns going back and forth between their cocks, alternately sucking on one and stroking the other, and when one guy seemed like he was ready to cum I eased off and went to work on the other with intense suction and laving, and finally I finished one off and was drinking down his cum while stroking the other and before he was fully drained I heard the other moan so I quickly moved my mouth over to his cock just in time to receive his load in my mouth. I drank down the majority of his juices, and then went back and forth between them a few times, licking off the last drops and giving them both a final suck to get the last drops out.
The cum loads themselves, two in a row like that, were really kind of cool and a first for me. But after they were done the whole thing again felt kind of strange. While the energy was definitely there since I hadn't even got hard, but the whole situation was a little too intimate again for comfort, and since the whole thing had been their agenda the control thing I liked was lacking.
Most of the answers I'd gotten from my ad, though, were from guys who were really more interested in sucking me or mutual blowjobs.
I met 2 guys like this during the same period and when it was obvious they were more into sucking me I backed out, telling them I'd been clear about being the one who wanted to do the sucking. And a bunch of others I just wasted my time on with emails being sent back and forth before they became honest and admitted they also wanted my cock.
I was drinking a good amount of cum, which I loved, but also wasting a lot of time getting it, a lot of it wasn't in the situation I really wanted, and there was a lot of uncertainty every time I met someone - so I decided to refine my ad in yahoo.
My new headline still read 'Looking to drink cum' but the new ad said 'Married SWM, forty-something and in good shape looking to drink cum - any race and any age but you must be in decent shape. No affection, absolutely no reciprocation, just me on my knees worshipping your cock with my hot mouth and swallowing all the cum you can pump into me. Your place or my car, and if things click, regular cocksucking sessions are desirable'
Again my mailbox was filled with responses. This time, though, I weeded out the ones that were iffy right away, and answered and qualified the rest.
I met some of these guys and discovered an interesting fact - A good majority of the guys who strictly wanted a blowjob without reciprocation were gay, not married and straight. I thought about this for awhile but decided it didn't matter to me as long as their wasn't any intimacy involved - and it seemed like most of the married gays were actually more into sucking cock themselves than not.
I ended up meeting 4 guys in the next few weeks that were to become repeat customers. The first was a gay guy who liked to lay back on his couch with me kneeling between his legs sucking on his cock. He really loved the act of getting sucked, and would lay there moaning as he tried to hold off as long as possible. He had a really nice 7" tapered dick and I taught myself a lot of cocksucking tricks while working on him. I learned to keep my lips really tight, without teeth as I stroked his shaft with them, to work just on the head with my tongue pressed hard and lapping across his piss slit, and I even learned how to deep throat a guy without gagging and could now take a cock a few inches into my throat on each stroke. And when he did finally cum he'd literally scream softly as his cum poured, not blasted, onto my tongue.
The second guy was another gay guy who liked to lie down on his back while I kneeled between his legs and bent over to suck him off. His cock was only about 5" long but was very wide, and I got used to stretching my lips to accommodate that. He also liked to have his balls licked, which I was OK with though it didn't do anything for me, but with him I also learned how to softly stroke a guys balls with my fingertips as I was sucking to heighten his pleasure. He would always shoot his load into my mouth unexpectedly with a loud grunt, and always shot multiple spurts that would hit my tonsils before dripping back on to my tongue.
The third guy was totally straight, and when his wife was at classes one night a week I'd go over his house and blow him. He just simply loved blowjobs, his wife would not suck him off, and some years back he'd had a gay friend ask to suck him off and he'd obliged and found that not only was a mouth just a mouth, but the mouths of guys were usually more talented.
He liked to stand with me kneeling before him (my favorite position), and he'd always tell me about 10 seconds before he shot his load. And as soon as he'd tell me that I'd slide my lips back so they were around the ring at his cockhead and suck hard and when he'd shoot it would just pour onto my tongue with maximum taste and feeling and I'd drink it down as it was being fed to me.
And finally, the 4th was another gay guy with a nice house in the deep suburbs. He'd usually bring me back to this large den with open glass windows facing the woods, and he'd put on a gay male porno tape which he'd watch as I was sucking him. He had a large dick, maybe 8" and medium wide, and he wanted me to kneel with his cock in my mouth, sucking him off as he stood before me.
He'd also try to hold off, but he liked to alternate between me actively sucking his cock and him holding my head in place while he fucked my mouth, pushing his cock in and out of my throat. He wasn't rough about this, and I had gotten used to taking a cock into my throat, and it was actually kind of a turn on and just about the only thing that would give me a hard on while I was sucking.
And when he was getting close to cumming he would open a bottle of poppers and take a few deep breaths, and then he'd hold my head in place, push in, and shoot his load of cum directly into my throat with a groan. His cum was very strong tasting and always in very large quantities, and after his first blast he'd back his cock out of my throat and continue to drain his load onto my tongue.
The other thing he'd do that I really liked was when I came over his place, if it was a nice day and the grass was dry, we'd go out into the center of his yard, which was blocked by trees and foliage from the neighbors. And I'd kneel in the middle of his lawn, sucking him off and getting face fucked, and having my throat filled with his hot load out in the open.
For the next 6 months or so I was blowing these 4 guys on an average of once a week, and also meeting some other guys here and there, and my thirst for cum was getting stronger as time went on, if anything.
But eventually things started changing, the straight guy's wife finished her classes so us getting together became problematic, the second gay guy had eventually wanted to branch out, and kept asking to fuck me in the ass which I wasn't at all interested in so I stopped seeing him.
But mostly I was spending a large amount of time out of the house sucking cocks and drinking cum and my wife was starting to seriously wonder what I was up to for all those hours. So I found myself down to servicing the other 2 regularly and took down my ad from yahoo.
While surfing the web one day I saw mention of a bookstore about 45 minutes from me, and one weekday I was home and took a ride over there at lunchtime. I had never been to an ABS before, and I walked in and asked the counter woman how the booths worked. She told me they took dollar bills, so I got change for a ten, and went back to the booth area.
The booths were in groups of 3, and in the group on the right, out of sight of the front counter, the middle booth was open so I walked in. I immediately noticed that on either side wall there were round holes about 4" across at cock height - glory holes! This was so cool!
So I locked the door and sat. I fed a few singles into the video machine, and when I looked to the right there was an eye looking at me thru the hole. I had read about glory hole etiquette on the web, so when he pulled back from the hole I stuck a finger thru and wiggled it, and right after I pulled back a cock came thru into my booth.
Now this was what I'd really been hoping for all along. I had no interest in guys, just in cocks, and here was an anonymous cock sitting in front of my face waiting to be sucked. I looked at the floor quickly and it appeared clean, so I dropped to my knees in the booth and slipped my lips around the nice, cut, 6 inches of a 7 inch cock that was waiting for me.
It was hard as a rock, and I began to worship this object of my desire, slowly licking the head of this cock before me, sucking gently, and began moving my lips back and forth a few inches along his shaft as I pressed my tongue against the bottom, stopping just short of the wall itself.
I was transfixed as I got a steady rhythm going and unexpectedly my mouth began to fill as he started unloading his cum into my mouth. As the musky taste hit my tongue I began moaning softly, and I just drank it down as it was still feeding me.
It was like I felt the energy that was being expended to produce the cum for my pleasure had become a part of the cum itself and was being fed to me, to be absorbed into my being. I kept up the suction, and when it was drained it pulled out of my lips with an audible pop and back thru the hole.
I got off my knees and sat on the seat catching my breath and felt all warm and fuzzy, the taste in my mouth permeating everything, as I heard the door open and shut in the next booth. On the left wall was another hole, and I looked thru that and saw only the cock of the guy in the next booth and his hand stroking it. I stuck my finger thru that hole also, and nothing happened. I looked thru again and he was still stroking so I figured he wasn't interested, but before I could move away he stood up and I saw his cock heading for the hole and I backed up a little.
The cock came thru that hole, and this one was a little shorter and wider, and wet looking, and when I slipped it into my mouth I could taste what seemed like a lubricating lotion. But this guy had gotten himself ready and I'd barely started sucking when he erupted into my mouth, shooting a hot sticky load against my tonsils, and I started swallowing that down and soon had him drained and his cum dripping down my throat. He also pulled back with a pop, and I heard him leave the booth a minute later.
I was really pumped, and my energy level was really high, so I put in a few more dollars and waited for the next cock to come thru one of the holes. I would have kneeled there draining cocks all day and night if they kept being fed to me, but lunch hour must have been over because no one else showed up for a half hour and I had used all my singles in the machine. So I reluctantly left and went home.
But having found a real glory hole, which was what I'd really always been looking for, I was psyched - and went to sleep that night dreaming about kneeling at that hole and drinking as much cum as I wanted from an endless supply of cocks coming thru holes in the wall to feed me. I had to work the next 3 days, but the glory hole was constantly on my mind.
On Saturday I got up and did a few chores, made an excuse with the wife, and drove over to the bookstore. I got some singles at the counter, and went over to the same booth I'd been in previously, and went in. Sometime in the last few days the holes had been boarded up. I left that booth and started looking in some open ones in the other groups of booths and they were all boarded up.
Well, I didn't feel comfortable asking the female counter clerk about it, so I just headed home, totally bummed out. I did find out later, though, that the police had told them to either close up the holes or face a major fine, so they boarded up the holes.
Having finally found what I really wanted, though, I began searching the Internet gay sex sites for other glory holes in the area, even within an hour or so drive, but it turned out that the few stores that had started with glory holes had been shut down or the holes boarded up.
Just my luck.
I continued to see my 2 regular guys weekly, but was not meeting any new guys off the Internet due to time constraints. I tried a few bookstores at various times and found them either empty or being closely watched by overzealous clerks - and the few I found that weren't empty had nothing but gay guys or trolls hanging around.
It seems all gay guys are looking for the perfect 20 year old gay guy, regardless of how old they are or what they look like. And all the 20 year old gay guys are looking for other 20 year old gay guys and the number of those types that show up at a bookstore in a given week can be counted on one hand. So most of the time the gay guys in those places are hanging out doing nothing. And the trolls are hanging around looking for anything they can get, and they usually end up pairing off in the booths with other trolls.
Then, about a year ago I was out driving at a little before noon on a weekday and happened to be passing a bookstore I'd tried before with no luck but noticed the parking lot was full so I pulled in. A lot of the vehicles in the lot were work vans and trucks, and when I went inside, bought some tokens, and went into the back room the main booth room was packed and most of the guys looked like working men, quite a few uniforms and work clothes.
The booths were 4 to a side with the doors facing the main hallway, and I picked a booth in the left center section, went in, left the door mostly open, and put a token in and tuned in a female cocksucking video (I wasn't going to put on a gay video, I hate them, but I figured it would still send a message to anyone who looked in).
I had barely settled into the seat when a guy appeared in the doorway. I looked up at him just long enough to see he was wearing jeans and a sport shirt and wasn't a troll and said 'come on in', so he did and closed the door. My eyes were focused totally on his bulge as he unhooked his jeans, dropped his pants to the floor, and pulled down jockey shorts to let loose a soft, cut, 5" cock.
The floor looked rather disgusting and had a few small pools of cum on it, so I dropped to a squat before him and took his soft cock in my mouth. He tasted faintly of urine and had a mild sweat odor, and I softly sucked and licked his dick till he quickly got hard and his cock grew another inch or so and the head mushroomed.
Then I began sucking a little harder, moving my tongue all over his cock head, and when he began to hump my mouth slowly I began to move my mouth up and down his shaft right to the entrance to my throat, matching his rhythm, and began to gently stroke his balls with my fingertips. He quickly started oozing precum, and it didn't take long before he started to tense up and I felt a pulse on my tongue, which was pressed against his shaft bottom and I slid my lips back to the tip of his cock as he grunted and the cum began to pour out of his cock onto my tongue.
As the first splash of cum hit my mouth, and that musky taste filled my senses, I began to softly moan, and I kept gently massaging his balls as he drained himself into my hot mouth. When he pulled back out of my lips I swirled the cum around in my mouth and gulped it down, and the taste filled my throat as I licked my lips and involuntarily let out an 'mmmm' sound. I looked up to see that he had been watching me, and he said 'that was one hell of a blowjob - I've never seen anyone take the pleasure from sucking cock that you do. Thanks, hope to see you again' 'See you' I said, as he unlocked the booth and left, leaving the door open behind him.
I hadn't even caught my breath yet when the doorway was again filled, and I looked up to see another guy, in work slacks and a T shirt, and noticing he wasn't a troll either, nodded him in. He walked into the booth, and said 'do you mind if I leave the door open?' I wasn't really used to having an audience, but the place seemed safe enough so I said 'If that's what you like'. He unbuttoned and dropped his pants, and when he dropped his boxers I saw that he was a little larger than average, maybe 8", medium width, and already hard. Staying on the seat so my face was sideways to the door opening I took his cock into my mouth and started licking and gently sucking on his cock head.
He was apparently very used to having an audience, and he started talking a lot as I was blowing him.
'You love sucking my cock, don't you?'
'mmmmm'
'I haven't cum in a week and have a huge load for you, bet you can't wait'
'mmmmm'
'Lick my balls'
'mmmmm' (as he held up his cock I lapped at his balls for awhile)
'Lick my cock all over'
'mmmmm'
'Take me deep'
'mmmmm'
'You love sucking cock as people watch, don't you?'
'mmmmm'
'You really are a good cocksucker, do you know that?'
'mmmmm'
I'm not really sure why, but I found it a turn on having people watching me get mouth fucked, and the verbal stuff was OK also. When I opened my eyes for a second, I saw from the side that there were 2 guys standing in the doorway a few feet away, watching, with their cocks out and in their hands.
The guy I was blowing had started slowly pushing deeper at this point and on the in strokes was going a full 2 inches into my throat, and I wasn't gagging but my eyes were starting to water a little. And then he said 'Here it comes, take my hot load cocksucker' and pushed all the way into my throat, my nose buried in his pubic hair, and I slowly breathed through my nose to keep from gagging as I felt a blast inside my gullet.
To keep from gagging I pulled back out to the end of his cock, and he hadn't been lying about a huge load, his cock was like a cum faucet as thick sticky goo filled my mouth. I began gulping audibly as I swallowed it down, and eventually drained out the last drops. 'Cool' he said as he pulled out, and I looked up somewhat dazed to see that the 2 guys were still in the doorway watching, and a few other faces had been looking over their shoulders.
The one guy in the doorway was pumping himself frantically and looked ready to shoot so I leaned in his direction with my cum slicked mouth open and he stepped forward and I took him in my mouth and began sucking and licking hard. It wasn't 30 seconds before he groaned and began to spurt, short blasts that hit the roof of my mouth and dripped down onto my tongue, and I kept sucking and swallowing till he pulled out.
The first guy had finished dressing and walked out, and the second guy was pulling up his pants as I leaned back against the booth wall to catch my breath as the cum made it's way into my stomach. I wiped my eyes, which were watering, with the back of my hand, and closed my eyes for a second.
When I reopened my eyes, I saw that the crowd had dispersed, the show apparently over, but there was a guy halfway in the doorway, and when I looked at him he said 'Can I come in?' 'Sure' I said, and he shut the door behind him and locked it.
He started unhooking his pants, and as he was dropping his shorts I said 'My throat's a little sore, I hope you don't mind a soft blowjob' and he said 'My favorite kind. So I squatted down so my lips were cock level, and saw that he had my favorite kind of cock. A solid 6" long, medium width, with a slightly pronounced head. I slipped him into my mouth and began to suck him very gently, running my tongue slowly over the piss slit and around his cockhead.
I nursed on his cock like a baby on a bottle after the hunger's past, enjoying the silky feel inside my mouth, and I began to very slowly move my mouth up and down his shaft, lapping at the tip at the end of the upstrokes and pressing my tongue against the underside of his shaft on the down strokes. He was making soft moaning noises the whole time, and I just kept at the same, very slow rhythm, feeling his cock sliding against my lips as I worshipped his cock with my eyes closed.
This went on for a good 10 minutes and I was really enjoying it, as was he, obviously, with his constant soft moans, and he started to gently move back and forth with my mouth stroking his cock, as we matched rhythms. Finally, he said 'Is it alright if I cum in your mouth?', and I just said 'mmmmm' around his cock, and he let out a 'Ohhhhh' and his juices spurted against my tonsils and I moved my lips towards the end and softly sucked as he continued to empty himself onto my tongue, moaning the whole time.
I was swallowing as I sucked, and even after he was drained I kept nursing on his cock as he got soft, and finally I slipped my lips off the end. 'Wow!' he said 'that was absolutely the best blowjob I have ever gotten. Thank you' 'You're welcome' I said 'it was fun for me too'. He buttoned up, and then said 'I really hope to see you here again - have a great day' 'Bye' I replied 'I'd like that.
I sat back and relaxed, catching my breath before the next cock, but when no one else came to the door, I looked out in the hall and saw it was empty except for one other guy, who wasn't heading my way. So I straightened my clothes, licked the inside of my mouth and teeth clean of cum with my tongue and swallowed the little that was still there, and came out of the booth.
The other guy in the hallway was looking at me in a friendly way, so I said conversationally 'This place certainly cleared out quickly' He smiled and replied 'Lunchtime's over - the action won't start again till a little before 5' When I looked at him quizzically, he said 'The straight married types looking for blowjobs are generally only here at lunchtime and on the way home from work - the rest of the time during the day this place is filled with old trolls and after rush hour at night it's mostly gay guys looking to hook up. 'Thanks' I said 'I'll remember that' Apparently I'd just been going there at the wrong times.
Well the place wasn't as cool as a glory hole, but it was as close as I was going to get trying to find cum to drink without any of the other baggage. And with the guys I'd blown today at least it'd been strictly cocksucking without any of the intimacy things. So I headed back to work, the taste of cum still strong in my throat, and finished the day off.
I was working in that general area, so for the next 2 weeks I was heading over there every lunchtime and finding the situation similar to the day before. I was swallowing a minimum of 4 loads every day, on two days 5 guys unloaded into my mouth, and once on a Friday I'd gotten there a little early and had been fed 6 different mouthfuls of cum.
The guys were all straight except for a few who wanted to suck me in return (and were turned down), and every afternoon I'd head back to work pumped up and full of energy. I was drinking as much cum on most days as I'd been getting in a good week previously, and I was avoiding many of the hassles, as well as cutting down on the amount of time spent.
After the 2 weeks I wasn't able to get there at lunchtime anymore, but it wasn't all that far out of the way from home at night so I began stopping by at around 4:30 in the afternoon instead. The crowd at night was a little different, more businessman types, but still by and large mostly straight guys just looking for a good blowjob before heading home to the wives. A slightly higher percentage of gay and bisexual guys than at lunchtime, but the gay guys mostly avoided me (as I wasn't that 20 year old they were desperately seeking) and I learned to ask the guys what they liked before I let them close the door, and weeded out the bisexual guys looking to suck me that way.
There was cock waiting to be sucked every night, though it seemed to be a slightly different crowd on different nights. Some nights were slow but I never found a night that offered me less than 3 loads of cum, but other nights were extremely busy, and since I could stay a little longer if I wanted to, 6 and even 7 loads of cum were not unusual (but to this day I have never sucked off more than 7 guys in one sitting. It's possibly because when things get slow for even 10 minutes I get bored and leave, but for whatever reason, 7 seems to be the benchmark.)
I'd show up after work, get my tokens, take a booth, and get a cocksucking video going (videos of women sucking cock, of course, and besides my personal preference for them, usually more cum filled than the gay ones, and they still got the point across).
And the straight, mostly married guys, would come into my booth one after another and present their cock to me for worshipping. Some of them would like the soft slow blowjobs women like to give (if they do it at all), some would like to be sucked hard and fast, some would like to forcefully fuck my mouth (I'd learned how to keep my tongue in the way and block my throat hole if they got too forceful), and others would like to slowly and gently fuck my lips. The cocks came in all sizes, from about 3 inches hard to 10 inches soft, cut and uncut, and in all colors and widths. And each one would use my mouth to coax out the load of cum that I was waiting to swallow, and as the first spurt from each one landed in my mouth, from a watery flow to thick sticky globs, and the unique flavor of each hit my taste buds, I'd involuntarily let out a soft moan of pleasure as I nursed every last drop out and drank or gulped it down like it was a fine wine.
Over the following weeks I was showing up nightly, and many of the guys I was blowing became regulars who'd show up specifically to shoot their loads into my mouth specifically, not just any mouth.
The two gay guys I'd previously been sucking off on a weekly basis fell by the wayside since it had become a choice to me of either sucking their one cock or coming here instead to suck off a half dozen - there was no contest, and besides, their cocks and the blowjobs they liked from me had become routine.
For about 3 months my whole life had become focused on cock and cum, and I thought of little else. Ten minutes after leaving the bookstore with 7 loads of cum in my belly and the taste still strong in my mouth and throat I was already thinking about tomorrow and the next group of cocks I'd suck off.
My wife was starting to get a feeling that something was going on, partly because I was getting home late every single night, but that feeling was reinforced by my inattentiveness when I was around her, since all I ever thought about was the feelings I'd been experiencing - the feeling of the first blast of cum hitting the back of my throat, the taste spreading throughout my mouth as it filled with cum, and the slow drip down the back of my throat as the cum slowly slid down my gullet towards my stomach.
I had become a seriously out of control cum addict.
Not wanting to jeopardize my marriage, since I did love my wife, I started going out of my way to divert my attention to her. I began to initiate lovemaking with her with more and more frequency, and really did enjoy that for it's own merits, and found myself spending more and more time laying in bed with her, kissing, stroking, and playing - and especially worshipping her clit. Licking and sucking it, taking it between my lips and running my tongue across it, and at the same time using my fingertips to rub that little spot between her vagina and rectum, getting a rhythm going and then, just as she starts to cum, sliding a finger slowly up her ass as she screams in pleasure.......
Anyway.....
Having finally realized my blowjob fantasies, I could not go all the way back to B.C.(Before Cum)
But I have reached a middle ground where I can keep my life balanced. I no longer meet any guys from the internet, not only was it wasting way too much of my time but most of the guys posting there are wannabees or at the least dishonest about who they are, what they look like, and what their intentions are.
And I no longer have any regular guys I meet for one to one suck offs. Once in awhile I'll be in a mall toilet and seeing a guy in the next stall will do an exploratory foot tap, and have a cock fed to me under the stall wall.
And once in awhile, usually on a weekend, I'll be passing a different bookstore somewhere and stop in and find a cock or 3 that need to be drained.
But generally, I'm content with my once or twice a week after work trips to my regular bookstore, where I can stop by for an hour or so, and have my regulars, along with the always present new guys, feed me the half dozen loads of hot sticky cum that I love so much.
After all, I'm just your average cum drinking straight guy
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