My first real cock sucking adventure didn't happen until I was nineteen years old, I was in college and still living with my parents. Since I worked during the day I took night classes and on this night I attended my Humanities class, when class was over I didn't feel like going home so I stopped by the liquor store and picked up a six pack of beer. I went driving around going nowhere in particular, and soon found myself way out of town.
I was really feeling horny and wishing I could suck on a cock, I then thought of this rest stop out near the county line that had dirty writing on the wall when I stopped in once. And I wondered if it was possible that guys actually met there for sex, well I decided to go find out. I pulled up to the rest stop and it was pretty much deserted except for a couple of cars, I went inside and read all the writing on the walls. They were asking for hard cocks, or to get fucked up the ass. Too bad I didn't have a pen or I may have added something up there, I then went back out to my car and sat for a while drinking my beers. Then I saw another car pull into the rest stop and a guy get out and walk into the bathroom, a minute later I saw another guy follow him in there. Then I saw an older black man walk up to the door, I knew then I had to go up there.
The black man was positioned in a dark corner peeking through the holes in the bathroom door, I thought I saw his hand in his crotch but I couldn't tell. I walked closer to him but he looked startled by my sudden appearance and quickly walked away, I looked in through the door but couldn't see anything. So I walked around the sidewalk a little and noticed the black man returning to his previous viewing spot by the door, I waited for a few minutes and I followed. There he was in the same spot, and he didn't leave this time as I approached. I got up close to him and I tried to see if his cock was out but it was so dark I couldn't tell, I rubbed the crotch in my jeans and he just stared. It was then I decided to go for broke, I reached down into the darkness towards his crotch and was rewarded by a stiff black cock hitting my fingers.
I quickly wrapped my hand around him and stroked it up and down, he moved with my hand and made it obvious that he enjoyed it. I stroked him for a while until finally I wasn't satisfied with a cock in my hand, in one swift motion I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth. He was hard as a rock and I savored every black inch of him, his cock was about six and a half inches and the perfect size for sucking. He leaned back against the wall and was breathing heavily thrusting his dick into my mouth, I knew then that I wanted to feel his hot cum shooting into my throat. The guys in the bathroom must have heard us because we heard rustling inside and they came out of the bathroom just as I was getting off my knees, they gave us a rather odd look and walked on by.
It was then that the back said his first words to me, they were "let's go out to the car". I followed him to a beat up old Chevelle, and he unlocked the passenger's side and I got in. He put his seat back and pushed down his pants, I needed no further invitation and I leaned head over his lap and soon had him in my mouth. He had gone limp but it took just a few passes of my hungry tongue to get him going again, I licked up and down his cock, flicked my tongue around the head, caressing the pee hole with my tongue. I then moved down to his balls taking them into my mouth one by one, all while stroking his cock with my hand. He was really moaning now, and I sucked away at his approval. I leaned up for a second to take a breather, fascinated by his cock as I stared at it in my hand.
He then said "Don't stop, suck that thing baby!", I went down and sucked as hard as I could. Jacking him off with my mouth, lightly raking my teeth over his stiff manhood, using every trick I had seen my favorite porno stars use on their men. Traci Lords was my favorite cock sucker and I used her technique the most, and was obviously getting positive results. I got down into the floorboard of the car taking him wholly into my mouth, I could taste the precum leaking out of his prick and I was aching for a taste of that warm fluid of his. I grabbed his cock and stroked it as I sucked the head, getting the motion going and feeling the head pulse bigger and bigger. I felt so hot and nasty, me a country boy from a small southern city suck on some old nigger's dick. And it tasted better than any chocolate candy I've ever had.
By now he was talking dirty to me, saying things like "you suck that thing so good" and "You like sucking that dick don't you?". Finally he told me the words I wanted to hear as I did my stroking and sucking technique, he said "keep doing that and you gonna get some white stuff in your mouth". I replied by sucking even harder on his prick, I could feel him pulsing against my tongue and still tasting the traces of precum leaking out the end. He moaned louder and said "I'm getting close", I continued my sucking.
Then he said "There it is" with a big gasp, and I next thing I had a really warm taste filling my mouth, I explored it all with my tongue, savoring every drop. And with one big gulp swallowed the whole thing, I took my mouth off his cock and looked at it starting to soften a little bit. I squeezed it along its length and gathered another small load at the head of his cock, I leaned over and eagerly licked up every drop, and took his length into my mouth for the last time. He said "I think you swallowed all that's left", and pulled his cock out of my mouth and tucked it into his underwear. I licked my lips and thanked him, and he did the same. And we made plans to meet here at the same time next week, though I never did see him again. I got out of his car and walked over to mine, sitting there thinking about what had just happened. Smiled to myself, popped open a beer and drove home.
He is Brazilian. He is about 5 11" 170 lbs, has light curly brown hair and a thin swimmers built. He is very educated and exteremely sexy. I am 5 10 165 lbs, brn/brown eyes Im Italian and we are both 24 years old. I am completely straight acting and am very closest. I think he is the same way. We started to go to lunch together , took a computer class together and started to hang out.
Calvin was a new student, bussed in from another neighborhood. Timothy grew up in the spacious affluent suburbs, while Calvin grew up in the hot and horny crowded inner-city -- but they both quickly realized that they shared the same interests in video games, music videos and girls. It didn't take long for Timothy to invite Calvin to come to his house one day afterschool. Timothy led the way.
First I noticed the scent of his bedroom, a mix of cologne and hairspray. I saw his gym clothes thrown over a chair. Many times I'd marveled at the mound in the front of his shorts when we were working out. I'd dreamed many times of his giant cock, and now it was time for me to experience it. He was a big guy all over. He had huge arms.
I stayed there with a British friend who had worked in the States a few years previously, which put a severe cramp on my sex life as he didn't appreciate me bringing anyone back to his tiny flat in London. So much for the fuck sessions I was hoping for with some hot Europeans.
We started talking but by this point I was in a really bad mood and not very talkative, and I explained this to him and said that he sounded nice and that I would like to talk to him again but I was going to sign off now. So I offered him my email and my chat screen name so he could keep in contact, but then he tells me he doesn't have a computer and that he's at a friend's house.
I had been warned that one of them was the teenage son of a wealthy Turkish magnate who was formerly a member of the now defunct royal family and I was to be very deferential to them all. When I got to the terminal I went straight to the Airline Information Desk and checked the status of the flight and told them who I was collecting.
He had all the money and all the power. He could see for himself that white teenage boys his own age had smooth fair skin, with soft whiffs of blond and brown hair on their body. Their skin flushed red on winter cold days and developed a healthy tan under the summer sun. Set against their blue eyes and blond hair white boys were exceedingly colorful to him. Jerome longed to be close to them.
In an instant, I felt the anvil blows of my heart as I realized that I had awoken in in Togo, West Africa. During the 7 hour flight I had indulged in one major drinking session from London, downing countless vodka & cokes as a remedy for my fear of flying. This had worked admirably but left me feeling somewhat disorientated.
This is a true story. This story might develop slow because I feel that the whole chase is as exciting as the sex can be. So, if you want some quick jerk off material, you might want to choose another story. Those wanting something more. read on. A little background: I live in a BIG Midwestern city. I'm a very friendly guy and will talk to just about anyone. There was a lunar eclipse going on.
I was outside of the museum writing in my journal when I noticed a rather peculiar cop biking around me. There usually isn't a guy who escapes my eye and I do love flirting with cops, sailors and firemen, but it is rare to find one returning the favor. I am a cute fella, but those guys are meant to be very ethical and serious about their jobs.
I saw a couple of things I really wanted but I thought their wives might object if I suggested loaning a husband for sex. Outside it was pretty gloomy, very dull and grey, and slightly chilly. I was bored, really bored and was looking for something to occupy my day. Then I saw just the thing that could do it for me walking towards me from the other end of the high street.
I met him through one of my internet buddies named Dave. Dave and I had only seen each other offline twice, but each time he kept asking me if I had ever talked with a guy under a particular screen name. Each time, I responded No. One day, I ran into Dave at the gas station and he took me over to his car. There sitting in the passenger seat was Jeff.
It left thousands of people without power for several days and some for several weeks. This story is about me and a friend and how the icestorm would turn us from 2 straight friends into gay lovers. It was late january. It had been snowing and raining all day. Seth and I were at my apartment working on a paper for a food class. We did have the radio on for background noise. It was late.
I considered myself popular and somewhat attractive. I was not at all athletic, but did play some intramurals. It was the third day of school, just fitting in, and finishing the summer stories. The football team was going to begin practice after school, inpreparation for the season. My best friend Steve, whom I had known since first grade, was very athletic and played for the team. come on.
I wasn't yet tired, but being in a relatively small town, there wasn't much open. I was feeling particularly horny, though, and I knew of a spot where guys hang out and cruise for sex. I wasn't too sure if anyone would be there this late at night, but my dick wasn't taking no for an answer, so I went anyway.
I knew I was hot for guys since I was in junior high school, but I never felt like trying anything with my friends. The one or two guys that I did know that were cute enough to want to do it with were real straight arrows and I never had the guts to any more than jerk off while thinking about them.
I was supposed to meet with Dr. Hancock at 10 am for an interview for the post-doctoral position in his lab. I was supposed to give a seminar in front of his lab group at 11 am followed by lunch. I was scheduled to be interviewed privately by Dr. Hancock after lunch until 3 pm then a little tour of lab and other campus facilities and an informal meeting with lab group members.
How a party changed my life. It was Friday night I told my girlfriend I would got to a party for one of her friends. After a couple of hours I had to use the washroom.
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