One night a few months ago I was driving home on the interstate. I had worked late so the traffic was pretty light. I wanted to go to the bathroom and get something to drink for rest of the way home so I stopped at a rest stop I am familiar with on the trip. There were just a few trucks parked out front. I was glad that no one was in the bathroom since it was late at night and it makes me nervous if anyone is in there. I relieved myself and as I was walking from the urinal to the sink I heard the door open and a man walked in. It rattled me a little. As he passed we nodded to each other. He was a large man, about six feet two, probably in his thirties and from the way he was dressed, in jeans and field coat with baseball cap, he looked like one of the truckers out front. For a moment our eyes met and it seemed to me that there was something in the way he looked back, a deeper look than I expected, like he was searching for something. Anyway, I let it go and started washing my hands. I glanced in the mirror and saw the man behind me at one of the urinals. I got my face a little wet too to wake me up a little for the rest of my drive. I dried my face with a paper towel. When I looked in the mirror again I was stunned to see that man was turned around and his penis was sticking out. I was frozen. Even though it was not erect it seemed surprisingly large. I couldn't help staring at it. When I made a move for the door, the man cut me off. I am not very big and his size was intimidating so I backed up. He moved toward me and within a few steps had backed me up into one of the stalls. It turned out to be the handicapped stall so there was plenty of room for him to shove me inside, follow me after and the latch the door behind him. My heart was pounding and I was afraid for my life. I stared into his eyes hoping to find an answer about what he wanted from me. I didn't have to wait more than a moment to find out.
"You're gonna give me a blow job," he said forcefully, "So get on your knees."
I was so scared I probably would have done anything he said to save my life so it was almost involuntary as I slowly dropped to my knees. He smirked as he watched me, confident that he was going to get his way. As I watched, he undid his pants the rest of the way and pulled them down. He penis seemed even larger now that I was only inches away from it. And it was getting bigger as the man got more aroused. It must have been more than nine inches long, as thick as a cucumber with a head that was dark and fat. I could smell the salty tang. My mind was in such a panic that I could not even comprehend what he was expecting me to do.
"Now put your mouth on it," he commanded as he gripped it at the base in one hand and aimed it at my lips.
Still staring him in the eyes and unable to resist his orders, I opened my mouth a little. Before I could work up the nerve to do anything, he gripped my head firmly in one hand, pulling me forward, and was guiding his cock into my mouth with the other. The soft tip of his fat penis pushed my lips apart. I felt and tasted the wet, pungent precum on my tongue. I tried to put my hands on his thighs and push away but he overpowered me.
"You're not going anywhere 'til this is over so just let it happen," he said, pressing his cockhead more insistently against my teeth and lips. "Now, open wide."
I did as he said and opened my mouth as wide as I could and in one continuous motion, he forced his penis into my mouth and pulled my head forward. In a moment he was slipping his salty cock slowly across my lips and tongue and moving his hands to get a firm grip on the back of my head to hold me in place.
"Now suck, goddammit," he said.
And so with this man's hard, massive penis suddenly stuffed in my mouth, I tried to tighten my lips and suck it. I thought I was going to gag as the suction seemed to draw his huge cock in. It was stiff and warm and so big it filled my whole mouth. It had gone in a few inches when he slowly drew it back again. I could actually feel it growing in my mouth. When I thought he was going to pull it out he slowly pushed it back in. He did this a few more times, and I realized he was just wetting his cock as he went, in preparation for what was to come. After about a minute he was slipping his dick in and out of my mouth slowly with a steady rhythm.
"Oh yeah," he moaned softly and it occurred to me that this man was actually fucking my mouth. He was using my mouth as if it were a woman!
With each stroke he pushed it in a little further. As each slippery thrust penetrated farther and farther into my wet mouth, he began to increase the tempo of his strokes. With each push he seemed to want to go a little deeper and for some reason I stopped resisting him. Somehow it started to feel good to be sucking his dick. It almost seemed natural for him to be fucking me in the mouth this way.
He seemed to sense this and, holding my head firmly in his grasp, he shoved his cock further into my mouth with each stroke and, to my surprise, I was letting him.
"Suck my dick," he urged, pulling my head toward him as he thrust forward.
He was moaning and panting as he humped away and it somehow turned me on that fucking my mouth felt so good to him. He started to talk to me, too, and I started to find that I was actually stimulated by what he said.
"You like to suck cock don't you, you little cock sucker," he said as he continued to use my mouth for his pleasure. Somehow I found the words and the feelings intoxicating. Maybe I was a cocksucker and had never realized it until now. Soon I found myself anticipating his cock filling my mouth more and more. I realized that I actually wanted that hard dick, that I needed it, and taking it into my mouth was the best way to satisfy that need. I felt my own cock getting hard with excitement. It actually started to turn me on to be sucking another man's penis! Maybe it was the danger and the taboo-everything I had ever heard was that it was wrong for a man to take another man's cock into his mouth. But I was doing it and now that I had accepted another man's penis between my lips, it could not be undone. Things had changed and I would never be the same. The man was right and that's all there was to it, I thought: I AM A COCKSUCKER. As all these thoughts swirled in my mind and mixed with the indescribable feelings I had in my mouth, I felt my passion jet into hyperspace. Without even thinking about it, I grabbed his thighs in both hands and pulled him toward me in synch with the steady rhythm of his pumping. I started to take control and began to fuck his dick with my mouth. Soon I was passionately going down on him, bobbing excitedly and working the shaft with my lips and slurping his beautiful, hot cock deep into my wet mouth. Suddenly, I was fervently sucking his rock-hard dick for all I was worth.
Just then, he stepped back pulling out of my mouth with a loud pop. Panting and delirious with excitement, I could only look up at him with surprise and confusion.
"So you really want it, don't you? I knew it. I could tell from the look in your eyes that you are nothing but a cock sucking slut," he said with a smile, his massive, glistening penis, dripping and pulsing just inches from my hungry lips. "Then you'll have to beg me. I want to hear you admit I'm right. Tell me how much you want to suck me off."
I was confused and wasn't sure what to say but staring at his huge, wet, delicious cock just inches from my lips, begging to be sucked, I couldn't take it anymore. I had to have his dick back in my mouth where we both knew it belonged. I heard myself pant,
"Please, please let me suck your cock!"
"Why? What are you?" he said taunting me, enjoying the power he had over me.
"I am a cocksucker. I suck cock like a shameless, horny slut. I suck cock because I need to," I heard my self say, surprised to hear the words I myself was saying but knowing, too, what this man had somehow seen in an instant, that it was true.
"That's better. I'm going to let you blow me, but you better do a good job."
He stepped forward and I immediately set back to work, but things had changed in that instant. My need had been revealed and my performance was being evaluated to see if it matched the degree of my gratitude. I was eager to show him I would make good on his demand.
Hungrily I devoured his dick again and redoubled my efforts. At certain moments, I sucked as hard as I could. At other moments I licked his shaft and caressed it tenderly and then kissed it passionately. I realized was making passionate love to his cock! Then I took him back inside. I couldn't stand not to have it in my mouth for more than a few seconds. I took him in deeper and deeper with each thrust. Within a few more minutes and a couple dozen more strokes of my bobbing and sucking and slurping, he had pushed to the back of my mouth near my throat. When he got to the back of my throat, he stopped.
"Just relax your throat now cause I'm going deeper," he said, panting heavily. "I'm going all the way down."
I did as he told me and let my throat go limp. Pulling my head forward, he slowly began to push the head of his penis all the way in. I thought I might choke on him but with a little push I could feel his dick slip right down my throat like it belonged there.
I found I had no trouble taking every inch of him inside me because I wanted--no, craved--every inch so badly. I felt like I could have taken it all if it was twice as long. I couldn't get enough. It turned me on to realize I was now deep-throating another man like an expert. I could tell that my own cock was rock hard with total arousal. His rhythm began to increase as he drew out almost completely and drove back in until his balls were resting against my chin and my nose was pressing into his pubes. I realized I was taking every bit of his beautiful cock down my throat as easily as the most experienced prostitute or porn star.
"Oh my God," he moaned as his fucking stepped into high gear and he drove it in and out of my mouth. "That's it, suck it now, yeah suck it, go all the way down on it!"
In and out, in and out, in and out. His glistening cock slid across my lips and all the way in with a steady rhythm, interrupted only by the extra little push needed to get down my throat. Nothing had ever felt so good in my life as his giant cock squeezed down my mouth and throat as far as it could reach. His driving had become so intense that I realized he was only using my mouth to get off as fast as possible now. He only wanted to cum but, to my amazement, I knew that's what I wanted too. He knew what I was thinking.
"Tell me what you want, cocksucker," he said gruffly.
I took my mouth off for a second and began pumping him with my hand so I could answer him, I looked into his eyes with such longing and pleaded, "I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to drink your semen. I want to taste your cum in my throat."
With that, but still looking into his eyes, I began sucking harder as he became more intense. I wanted my mouth to be better than the best pussy he had ever fucked. I had to have him shoot off in my mouth. I wanted to find out what cum tasted like and we both knew he was on the verge of an incredible orgasm. I had grabbed onto his ass with both hands and I was stuffing his rock-solid penis down my throat as hard and fast as I could shove it down. He was holding onto the back of my head and pumping rapid-fire like a dog in heat, his balls slapping against my chin. He was breathing so hard I knew he was about to come and just as I was thinking that, he let out a low moan and I felt the first jet of hot cum blast against my throat.
I thought I was going to choke but without missing a stroke, I started swallowing his load. Again and again his semen spurted into my mouth in shots as he drove his dick in and out with each one. I swallowed load after load as fast as I could but it came faster than I could gulp it down. There was so much sperm that I could feel it flowing down my chin. Jet after jet of hot cum shot into me and I found that I never wanted anything so bad in my life. I never wanted that cum to stop until I was drowned in it. His moans had almost become screams as he strained to drive every last sperm into my throat.
With a few more passes he gave me the last few drops of his delicious jiz. He sighed and slowly drew his cock out of my mouth.
I was still panting, tears were streaming down my cheeks and my jaw aching when I swallowed the last loads of semen still in my mouth and gratefully, tenderly licked what was left off his glistening cock.
Sitting back I tried to catch my breath. My head was spinning from the intensity of what had just happened. I wiped off some of the cum that had spilled over my chin and licked that off my fingers.
It was then that I noticed the line of guys who had heard about the "free blow jobs."
"Oh, man. That was the best head I ever had in my life," the man said as he gingerly stuffed his tool back in his pants and zipped up. His legs seemed ready to buckle. He looked at me as he turned and winked.
"I could tell the second I saw you that you could suck cock like a twenty dollar whore," and then turning to the rest of the room, "You guys are in for a real treat. This one's a pro."
To this day, I don't know what it was he saw but whatever it was, hundreds of guys have seen it since. As he walked out, the horny guys standing there started jostling to be next, fumbling with their zippers and shouldering each other out of the way as if they hadn't had sex in a year. And even though I had just been through an ordeal, I realized that I had to have all the cock I could get. I wanted to make a meal of semen. I hadn't even finished wiping all the cum off my face before the next stiff cock was jammed into my mouth. I just sucked the head for a moment and stroked the shaft with my hand. When I felt a hand on the back of my head, pushing me forward, I knew what he wanted and I removed my hand and let him do it. Pulling my head forward, he shoved his dick as far into my mouth as it would go and it slipped down my throat like it was made for taking cock. I tightened the suction around his shaft as he fell into a steady rhythm of pumping in and out. He gradually increased his speed and didn't take more than a dozen strokes before he was fucking my face as fast as he could. This time I just held my head still as he fucked my puckered lips and watched his eight inch shaft work like a piston in high gear, disappearing into my mouth. He obviously had no other thought but cumming as fast as possible and I wanted to help him do it. He had taken hold of my head with both hands and seemed to be taking the ride of his life. He was moaning with ecstasy now and it turned me on that it felt so good for him.
Suddenly his fucking slowed down and I knew we were both about to get what we wanted. I felt the first jet of sperm spray against my tongue and instantly my mouth was full of the warm, gooey liquid. As he sped up his tempo, I swallowed as best I could but with my mouth full of his penis, it filled up faster than I could drink. I couldn't help a little bit of cum that dripped down my chin and neck again. And as soon as he was spent he pulled out and before I could even wipe the semen off my face, the next cock was immediately rammed into my mouth.
I lost count of how many blow jobs I ended up performing but eight or nine men must have cum in my mouth that night. They treated my mouth like it was just a warm, wet hole for them to fuck and for reasons I will never understand, I loved it. I felt raw and exhausted, my jaw was sore, and my face and neck were sticky with cum. Most of it was in my stomach though and it felt like quart. I was so full I skipped dinner. It still turns me on to think that I can make an entire meal out of semen. And though I've never seen him again, I am grateful to the man who saw something in me that night that I didn't realize was in me. He taught me that I am a cocksucker. I had never known such total satisfaction as when a man is fucking me in the mouth. It doesn't matter much what he looks like as long as his cock gets hard and he is passionate about getting it sucked. I go back there now two or three times a week--whenever I'm hungry for cock and sperm.
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