This is a true story about a guy I used to have sexual encounters with about three times a week for damn near a year. Let me know your thoughts, or if you're ever in Vegas. tedtopguy@hotmail.com
The Perfect BJ
Ken is one of my favorite cocksuckers. He's been blowing me for about four months now. I'm fucking hooked. I met him in a gay chat room on the internet. Mind you he is older than I am, and not at all attractive. Actually, I wouldn't even want any of my friends to know I hook up with him. He's about 55 with grey hair. He's about the same height I am, and average build. He's no model that's for sure. But you see...that's not what I'm looking for.
First you need to know that I'm addicted to having my cock sucked. That's right. Addicted! I tell all these guys right up front. I want you to suck my cock, lick my balls, eat my ass, and swallow my cum. Pretty much full service you know. And Ken does all of it perfectly.
Ken's a no bullshit kind of cocksucker. The perfect kind. No strings. No problems. No flaking. Just a hot mouth to drop my load in. And he doesn't expect anything else. What more can a guy ask for?
Me, I'm 29. Pretty good looking. I'm 5 10, 165lbs brown hair and a goatee.
Pretty much your all American white guy. I'm in good shape though I don't work out that much. I have a hairy chest, legs, ass, and crotch.
When I first met Ken on the internet, we wanted to hook up but had no place to go. We can't do it at my place because of my boyfriend, and his place is out because of his wife.
Reluctantly he agrees to blow me outside on the side of his house. . Doesn't want his wife knowing he's a cocksucker. Little does she know that first night has now turned into months of him blowing me in her backyard. Not a problem with me though.
I approach the front of the house at 3am. I see Ken's shadow from behind a big tree in his front yard. That's where he always waits for me. I slowly shut the door to my pick up truck and walk across the lawn.
"Hey what's goin' on? How you been," he whispers as he pats me on the ass with a friendly smile.
"Not too much, how `bout yourself?"
"Pretty good. Wife took a sleeping pill. She's out like a light."
We duck under the branches of the tree, and walk through a side gate leading to the backyard. The place is a fuckin' mess. There's no grass. It's all dirt. Lots of yard equipment too. Stuff like rakes and shovels.
It's pitch black outside. The only light is coming from a street lamp across the street. The air is dry and warm with just a slight breeze.
"You hungry?" I ask as I stroke my balls over my jeans.
Ken tells me he likes to watch a guy rub his crotch over his jeans. So I do it. It makes him happy.
"Fuck yeah I am."
"Hot. `Cause I got a fuckin boner right here with your name on it."
Without getting undressed Ken drops to his knees, and opens my fly. My cock gets begins to get semi hard feeling his hands undo the button and zipper. He slides my jeans and underwear down to my ankles and I stand there with my cock in front of his face.
There it is. What he fucking loves. I have to say I've been fairly blessed. My cock is a solid 7.5 inches with a cut head. The shaft curves slightly upward and off to the left just a little bit. I'm pretty hairy but keep the pubes trimmed. Balls are nice and tight. Especially when I'm getting ready for a hot cocksucker.
"You want some of this cock don't you faggot?" I tease as I slap my cock against his cheek. "Haven't had any in a while huh?"
"Been almost a week" he replies.
Ken swifts his head from side to side. As if anyone could see us anyway. Probably worried his wife will catch us. But quickly his attention returns to where I want it.
"Yeah, why don't you take that big fuckin' dick into your mouth Bitch?"
And there he goes. The first trip his lips make down to the base of my cock are always the best. Feels so fuckin' good. All the tension is immediately released. Ken's mouth is wrapped all the way down to the base of my cock. Up and down the entire shaft nice and slow. Just the way I like it at first. Gets me goin'.
"Fuckin Bitch loves that fuckin cock. Don't you Faggot?
"Fuck yeah I love that cock."
His lips are pressed all around my cock. Feels so fuckin' good.
"That's right. Lick my balls too Faggot. Don't forget about those big hairy balls."
He ever so gently licks my balls and the rest of my crotch area. He's careful not to put my balls inside his mouth. I told him I don't like that, and he complies.
Once my cock and balls have had enough turn around. I lean over slightly with my legs spread apart. I press my hand against the side of the house for support.
"Eat my hairy asshole Bitch."
Next thing I know that fucking tongue is right up my ass crack. lickin' my asshole. Fuck it feels good. I reach back with my free hand to spread my ass cheeks wider.
"That's a good Fag Boy...eat my hairy asshole. Fuck yes. Put your tongue in my hole you Bitch."
I can feel his we tongue pressing in and out of my asshole. Feels so good. He's got his whole face buried between my ass cheeks. Loving every second of it. My cock get so fuckin hard from this.
Finally when I can't stand it anymore I turn back around and grab his head. By this time I grab his head and hold it still and start fucking his face. I'm pounding his mouth like a pussy.
"You like that? You like that? You fucking Whore. Take my fucking cock you fucking Bitch."
My thrusts get harder and harder. I can feel the pressure in my balls get harder as I start to cum.
"You gonna swallow my fuckin cum you Faggot? Oh yeah. The gay boy loves to get this fuckin load. Right down his fuckin throat."
Ahhhhhh. I feel several boosts of cum shoot through my cock and into his mouth. I can feel his throat contract as it takes a few gulps for him to get my whole load. But like the good Bitch he is he doesn't stop until my whole cock is licked clean.
Without anything further I pull up my jeans and nod my head as to say "Later." He stays there on his knees watching me leave. Both of our needs satisfied until next time.