I'm not sure if things between Trav and I could ever be as they were, but I'll cross that bridge when I reach it. I don't regret sucking my best friends mans cock the first time, but the two additional loads I swallow before being able leave the isolated shack had weighed some what heavy on my mind. It could be guilt or possibly a bit of disapointment in myself, but there is no way I can turn down big cock.
Fast foward to the following Thursday. Jess and Trav were gone for the weekend, so our regularly scheduled friday night party wouldn't be happening. Which was actually fine with me I didn't like the idea pretending nothing had happened and the bad acting that would likely accompany it.
Saturday morning a ding from the my phone woke me from a dead sleep "The cabin 6pm" The text read. It came from a number I was unfamilar with, so I responded as anyone would.
"Who's this" I sent.
"Don't worry about who..concern yourself with where and when..The cabin 6pm" I got in return.
"I'm guessing you know who Iam..In fairness shouldn't I know who you are?" I texted.
"Yup...I know what your all about..The cabin 6pm" Who ever the fuck it was texted.
"At least tell me something about yourself?" I sent back.
"This pic will tell you all you need to know about me" I got with an attachment.
I opened the file thinking I'd recognize the individual, but it contained a photo of a swollen leaky cock head.
"Well at least I know your a guy..Nice pic btw" I replied.
"I heard you liked that shit..You can probably guess who from" He sent.
"Yeah..I probably can" I texted.
"The cabin 6pm and if your a good little fag I'll let you see the whole thing" He texted.
"What do you look like?..just curious" I asked.
"Does it fucking matter?..I've got a big cock..Isn't that all you fags care about?" He texted back.
"LOL" I replied not really knowing what to say, but on some level he was totally accurate.
"WELL?..Isn't it?" He texted.
"I'll see you around 6pm" I replied.
"I'll take that as a fucking yes..later fag" He sent
I didn't work on Fridays and the day went by pretty slow. I found myself staring at the wide cock head picture on several occasions throughout the day and fantasized about who it may belong to. Ted was first guy that came to mind, He was a friend of Travs. Ted stood a godd 6'4", shaved head and thick black goatee. He was a nice looking rugged guy, but a complete asshole. I'd heard some of the local girls going on and on about his dick and to be honest I found his arrogance a big turn-on. John was another guy that I thought that cock could have been attached to, but John was typically very well mannered and a bit shy, but who knows.
I recieved another text shortly before 4pm "Come alone fag and Don't be fucking late" He sent with another pic embedded.
The photo displayed a huge pair of low hanging balls surrounded by a nest of unkempt black pubes. Well that ruled out John, but not Ted.
"Another nice pic..Thanks" I responded.
"Hope your hungry?..I've been stock piling cum for the last four days" He asked.
"I'm gonna leave around 5pm that should get me there a few minutes early" I sent back.
"WELL..ARE YOU HUNGRY FAG?" He texted.
"Fuck it..I'm gonna leave now..so you around five" I replied.
"I'm gonna take that as another yes fag. " He texted back.
I loaded a few things up and was speeding down the highway in a mtter of minutes. I didn't like not knowing who or what was waiting for me on the mountain, but his aggressive nature and promised big dick made my personal safety an after thought. Pulling in to the small town 10 minutes sooner than I normally would have I made my usual stop package store stop. A 12 pack and bottle of whiskey just in case.
"I'm in town..want me to grab anything before I head up?" I asked.
"I don't need a thing in the world, but your faggot tendencies" He replied.
The dirt road that led up the hillside was still snow packed from last weeks storm, which made it pretty slick. My trusty jeep crawled through the occasional drift like a tank. I was pretty sure Ted had an old red ford highboy and imagined it would be sitting in front of the small shack with smoke pouring out the chimney, but there was an all together different vehicle. A yellow SUV of some sort sat where I hoped Ted would be parked.
"I'm outside...I'm not coming in til you tell me who you are?" I sent.
"I'm a man with a big piece for ya..Come and get it baby" I got back.
"Seriously I'm scared..You gotta give me something..Set my mind at ease" I replied.
I wasn't sure what to do, I had a mixed set of emotions going on. I was compltetly intrigued by than anonymous aspect of the situation, but this guy could be axe murderer for all I know. I mean seriously not a soul knows I'm up here.
Still sitting behind the wheel of my running car I texted him "You gonna at least open the door for me?" I asked.
"What?..We getting shy..I know what you did the last time your were here..Let yourself in faggot" He sent back.
I considered just leaving, but the image that appeared in a small window adjacent to the door ejected that thought from my brain. His jeans were pulled down far enough giving me nice view of his upper shaft that went on to snake down his pant leg. He lifted his t-shirt to reveal a tight lean mid section and the black trail of hair that ended at his bushy pubes. I could see his free hand fiddling with his phone.
"Well..go if your going, but I'd being willing to bet good money you won't fag..What kind of queer lets 8 inches of straight guy cock get away" He sent.
Before I even had a chance to repond, He did "I'll tell ya what kind of queer lets big cock get away..The kind that isn't queer and we both know that's not the kind you are..Is it?" He texted.
"Ted?..Is that who you are?.." I asked.
When I looked up there Ted was standing in the open doorway in his usual tight blue jeans, black cowboy boots and absolutely nothing else. It was a queer fantasy to say the least. The tight denim outlined the cock crawling down his leg very nicely. It was a strange feeling part of me was freaked out at the thought of being alone with this asshole and a different part couldn't wait to get the fuck in there. I stopped the engine from consuming another drop of fuel and kicked the door open.
"I knew the little fag wouldn't let this get away" Ted said grabbing his package.
"Ummm..Hi Ted..How are you?" I said awkwardly.
"Ummm..Don't act like you give two fucking shits about anything but this" He stated sticking a hand in to his snug jeans.
"I was just being friendly..Sorry" I said nervously.
"I don't know how the fuck your gonna suck my cock from over there...Do you?" He said sarcastically.
I pulled my bag and the booze from the back seat and made my way to the shack. Ted stood in the doorway waiting my emminent arrival.
"Get the fucking lead out fag..Its fucking cold bitch" He barked as I hit the bottom step.
Ted almost seemed to be blocking me from entering the little cabin. I stood a foot away and waited for him to move to one side or the other.
"I see where your fag eyes are" He said while extending an arm toward my face and before I realized what was happening he had a couple of rough fingers jammed in my mouth "There you go queer..I've heard some great things about this fucking mouth..Suck them fingers baby" He added.
Teds other hand found the back of my neck and forcably escorted me inside. He pushed me backwards in to the main area in front the fireplace.
"On your fucking back...Now" He ordered.
There was absolutely zero point to any resistance and I layed down on the same sleeping bag from a week ago. Ted stood over me a leg to each side of my body. Looking down and rubbing the hard cock that was trapped in his jeans.
"You wanna suck my cock fag..Don't ya?" He asked stroking his denim covered meat.
"Yes Ted..I mean shit that's why were both here right?" I answered.
"Don't be a fucking smart ass bitch..Say the fucking words faggot" He demanded.
"Ted I want to suck your cock" I answered very seriously.
"Just to be fucking clear bitch..What kind of queer are you?" He asked.
"I'm the kind that doesn't let 8 inch straight guy cock slip away..Ted" I answered.
"Yeah you are..I knew it the first time I caught you checking me out in highschool" He said as he lowered down and sat on my chest.
I turned my head to the left and immediately tongued his cock head strapped to his leg.
"Fuck yeah baby..you want that fucking cock bad..Don't ya? He asked.
"I need that cock bad..I'm fucking starved" I answered running my lips along the denim outline.
"Undo my fucking jeans bitch" He ordered.
I quickly had his button undone and zipper done. I tried to egt my little hand around his meat, but my desire was stiffled by his manly hand.
"I don't fucking recall giving you the go ahead to put your faggot hands me..Did I?" He stated pinning my arms down with his knees.
"No you didn't Ted..I'm sorry" I replied.
"I love your fucking eagerness bitch..If the girls around town showed your enthusiasm we wouldn't be having this little talk right now" He said while getting up and taking seat on the sofa.
"Take my fucking boots off...Now" He barked while raising a leg in my direction.
It took almost all my strength to slide the first boot off and the second one wasn't a whole bunch easier, but off they came. Ted's feet were as rough and dry as his overworked hands.
"I know your fucking wondering bitch..Size 12" He said.
"You know so me fucking well..I was wondering" I stated.
"I don't fucking know you at all fag, but I do know all you queers are turned on by anything big..Right?" Ted said.
"I guess" I answered quietly.
"You fucking guess..Either you are or you aren't which is it?" He asked.
"Guilty as charged your honor" I replied slyly.
"What the fuck did I tell you about the smart assed bullshit?" He asked.
"Won't happen again Ted..Sorry" I responded in a serious tone
"Back on the floor fag" He demanded.
I was willing to do what ever it took to get that big dick, so I did just as he ordered. I watched as Ted stood in front of the fire and worked his jeans off one leg at a time. He keep his backside toward me and warmed himself on the open flames. I could see the big shit he had hanging between his legs.
"Take your fucking shirt of baby..make yourself a little more comfy" He said in a mocking tone. Still keeping his meat directed at the warmth of the fire.
I pulled my tee-shirt over my head and quickly layed back down awaiting my next set of directions, remember what ever it fucking takes.
"Close your fucking eyes and keep em fucking closed bitch" He ordered.
Once again I didn't just as he asked. I could feel his presence above me and I heard his big feet shuffle to within just an inch or so from my ear. Not being able to see what he was doing turned me on a hell of a lot more than I would have thought.
"I'm gonna kneel on your fucking arms..So fucking put em where they need to be fag" He demanded.
With my arms in the proper location his knees came to rest pinning them down. I could smell his big sweaty cum filled balls and took a big wiff.
"You smell that big shit hanging over your face fag" He asked.
"Yes Ted..You smell fantastic." I replied.
"That's what a man smell like you little bitch" He said.
"Keep them eyes fucking shut and stick out your queer tongue" He ordered.
I felt a little humilated, but did precisely as he ordered. I let my tongue hang over my lower lip.
"You can open your little queer eyes now" He said.
I opened my eyes to most incredible site, His big cock was hovering just above open mouth and outstretched licker.
"Nice fucking cock..Huh faggot?" He asked.
My eyes followed as he swung it side to side ocassionally bouncing off my nose "Spectacular" Was the first word that came to mind, so I said it. "Spectacular."
"How bad you want this big dick in your queer mouth?" He asked bouncing his meat on my tongue.
"Bad...Really fucking bad Ted...Please" I answered.
Ted let his pole slide all over my open eager mouth "You gonna drain my swollen nuts like a good lil fag?" He asked.
"MMMM..HMMM" I mumbled.
Without any early indication Ted shifted his position and plunged his cock in to my mouth and down my throat.
"Ever been skull fucked faggot?" He asked knowing perfectly well I was in no postion to answer with sticky ball sack resting on my chin.
"mmnnmm...nnommmmn" Was ll I could manage.
"What was that bitch?" He asked pulling himself out of my throat to allow me some air "Ever had your queer mouth fucked by a man?" He asked again.
"No sir..Never" I answered quickly.
"That's what I fucking thought...I'm gonna pump your throat til I shoot..Got it?" He asked sternly.
I wasn't like I had a choice, he had me pinned and pretty much helpless "MMMM..HMMM" I answered.
"Open up bitch here it comes" He ordered.
Ted buried his manhood on the first thrust and never looked back after a half dozen or so trips in and out he'd sit back on my chest ask they same few questions.
"You like that big cock baby?..Hope your hungry?..You ready for more fag? He asked.
And before I could answer the first question let alone the second his cock head was passing over my tongue and entering my throat and His sweaty nut sack bounced on my chin.
"How fucking bad you want my nut faggot?" He asked not really caring what my answer might be.
Again he sat back and stroked his thick pole "Ready for a hot meal queer?" He said just before his balls hit my chin..again and again.
"You take big cock like a porn star Chrissy..I've gagged many a chick with this thing, but not the local sissy...Like a fucking champ" He said letting the first wave of spunk shoot down my throat.
Ted pulled out and shot the second batch on my face and finally the last blast was a direct shot in to my gaped whole of a mouth.
"That's what a fucking man tastes like bitch..finish your meal queer" He ordered.
I swished his gizz around in my mouth before "GULP" and down his sweet sauce went.
"I never really understood the fags attraction to man juice, but there's nothing quite like the cock loving queer and that I understand completely" He stated laughing.
Ted released the hold his legs had on my arms and took a seat back on the sofa "You got me all over your face..Go wash it off you look like a fucking slut" He said.
I went in to the bath and caught the image of my spooge covered face in the mirror. It this what I become, the local queen that sucks off unsatisfied straight guys around town. God I hope so.
To Be Continued...