Redneck
By: Phil Ashio Filetshio@gmail.com
This story is true. It happened today, and since its a first for me, I thought I would share it. I'm a 54 year old white male, who despite my years, still have an active sex life. I'm single, own my home, and overall, have no room for complaints.
I am 6 ft tall, white, shaved head, toned, and 175 pounds. I have friends that I see and service very regularly and have for years. My friends are all different, but very stable and mature. A few are black, a few are white, and a couple others are Asian.
I got up early this morning more horny than usual. I placed a short but descriptive ad on Craigslist, and went on about my day. Later, as I checked for replies, most were from the "regulars" who answer any ad. There was one reply that caught my eye: " Married man, age 45, 5 ft 9 inches, 140 lbs, 8.5 inches uncut"
It caught my eye for two reasons: his rather small frame, and his rather large endowment. I don't particularly go for men this size, but after exchanging a few emails and talking on the phone for a bit, I gave him my address. "Bill" would be here in 30 minutes. I was nervous and very apprehensive. He did not send a picture, just his stats. I sent a real, current, face shot, and I must have passed muster, as I was contacted very quickly. My mind raced. Was he an alright man? He seemed okay and had a very pronounced accent. You could tell he was probably a wiry, lean country boy.
"Bill" was right on time. I was waiting, sitting on my front porch. I heard him pull into the driveway. The car stopped running, I heard him open and close his car door. I closed my eyes and hoped for the best. As he came up the steps, I opened my eyes in time to see a very lean and tatted man with a pretty, bald head. I could see a very toned body under his shirt, toned muscular and tatted arms, and a nice lump in his jeans. He sat across from me as we made small talk, until we both knew we wanted to take it inside.
Inside the house, Bill and I went into my bedroom where straight, hard core porn was playing on the television. Bill wasted no time in shucking his clothes and wasn't shy. He was beginning to really turn me on with his look, his accent (southern) and the way he looked at me. I pride myself on my oral skills. I'm very good at it, and love taking my time..edging and bringing a man close to nutting several times before I allow him to cum down my throat. I've found that if you're truly a good cock sucker, it's you who has total control of the situation. Once a man's dick goes hard, and you have him writhing on the bed, begging to cum down my throat, that's when I get excited, and 9 times out of 10, I cum all over myself when I finally end up taking a very big load.
This situation was no different. I heard Bill gasp and say very audibly "Fuck" the first time he saw how effortlessly I took his entire length down my throat. As I began the slow deliberate game of milking this straight mans dick, porn blaring in the background, in my mind I love thinking about the various speed, depth, and technique I will use on a man's dick. Every man is different, but if you listen, you see how he reacts with certain techniques you use with your mouth. It becomes a real pleasure for me to hear the sounds of an extremely hot and horny man.
I slowly kept bringing Bill close to orgasm several times. I could feel and taste large amounts of his sweet tasting precum, and as I would bring my head off his dick after throating him with light, gentle, suction and saliva, strands of his precum stretched from my mouth to the head of his dick. I would turn my head and look at Bill as I sucked his dick slowly and deeply. The sounds made by my mouth on his dick, in addition to my combined eye contact really excited him. I could feel his dick pulse and jump in my mouth. I love sucking a big, healthy dick the right way.
During this time, Bill began to get very vocal while I fellated him. Every time he got close to coming, I would slow down, pull off his dick, and watch it jerk and spasm, begging to be back in my throat again. Bill began to become verbally aggressive and demanding, but in a slow, deliberate, way. " You suck better than my wife". "Suck my big, redneck dick you fag" " I'm gonna fuck your ass the next time I'm here. I know you'll love it because you look like you could cum right now with my dick in your mouth" He had no idea how right he was.
As I continued to worship his dick, I began to notice his lean, muscular body and all the tasteful tats on his stomach. I kept getting harder in my own pants as we really began to get into each other. Bill's hand on the back of my neck, with some nasty talk spewing from his mouth, made me slow down and begin applying light suction from the base of his dick, up to his large sensitive head. My tongue lightly swirled around the head of his dick. I felt Bill begin to slowly push my head to the base of his cock and hold me in place, impaled on his rod. I was sucking and lapping on his shaft when he moaned, took a deep breath and said "Here comes your supper, faggot" I began to feel large amounts of warm sperm begin to fill my mouth. While this was happening, I continued applying suction to his dick to get every last drop.
Once Bill had shot the biggest part of his wad down my throat, I began to cum all over myself. My underwear began to get damp after several spurts of cum were filling my shorts.
Bill has my number. I have a feeling that we both realize we have a very kinky side. It's going to be fun finding out, and if this hot, wiry redneck needs my ass, I'm going to let him have it as often as he needs it.