When I was eighteen I was coming home from school and had to cross the city park which was rather big and woody. The railroad tracks and a small running stream divided the park. I had to use the bathroom in rather a hurry and run in and saw this man peeing. He didn't mind me seeing his cock which to me was a big piece of meat. Well I finished and run out but the thought of that cock stayed in my mind. Well I get down to the stream and really to cross when I saw the man coming down. I had a better look at him. I recognized as one of the soldiers from the Army base near by, you know the kind of haircut and shoes they all wore.
Well without any words been spoken we were beside each other and I could feel the chemistry the first time I felt my sexual lions arousing to my personal needs. Pretty soon I reached over and touched his crotch he didn't move but allowed me to continue my search. He must have been in his early twenties, below 6', slim, brown hair and eyes. I unzipped his pants and pulled out this enormous cock, remember this is the first time I have seen a man's cock. It felt so smooth, big, veiny and fat and liked it. He guided my head to his cock and really didn't know what to do with it so I licked it and tried to suck it but only the head would fit in. This was my first time with a man. Before you know it he had started to take my pants down and turn me around and had me my head down to my knees.
I didn't know what he was going to do but my now the flow of excitement was flowing through out my body and just feeling him touch my torso, I was 5' 7" 118 lbs. He spits on his cock and then to my asshole I began to feel the first penetration of his cock into my tiny virgin tight hole. BUt he knew what he was doing going in gently and slow his continued touch on my body stirred me up and didn't feel the pain as he continued to enter me. I don't know if he went all the way but to this day I can still recall his trembling body as I felt the first streams of hot cum going into my guts. Seemed he was never going to stop as if I was receiving an enema. Well he finally stopped and gently pulled out. We both got dressed and went our ways without a word to each other. For the next two years I was to roam the park in search of soldier boys and their cocks. I soon learn how to suck.
Not only do I get to maintain my muscular body, which is the main reason I work out, but there's also the afterward. I've even had the chance to get acquainted with some of those hard bodies (and other hard things) a few times, although not nearly as often as I like. You know the type.
Friends call me Joe. I go by other names sometimes, like White Slut, Cocksucker, Faggot, Bitch, but I'll get back to that. I'm a 30- year-old GWM. Half Irish, half-unknown. That's what I always put on my profiles. I'm the product of a rape. It's such a sensitive subject for my mother that I have never asked her who her rapist was, if she knew, or what he looked like.
I was at work awaiting my first patient. You see this was going to be my new business as a masseuse. A man walked in the front entrance and introduced himself to the receptionist. "Hi I'm Brad Phillips.". My receptionist says "Welcome to 'Pleasurable Relaxation' Mr Phillips, have a seat. Doctor Michaels will be with you shortly."
Not many people went there, and if I hung out in the mens room, occasionally I got to suck cock. One afternoon, a slightly chubby guy with medium brown hair about 25 came in and watched me sitting on the toilet stroking my cock. He came over to me and started stroking me and playing with my balls. He had a really nice touch and got between my legs and sucked my cock.
We were hippies in high school, and now we are suits in office jobs. He came by one Saturday night to my apartment and insisted we call up an escort service and get blow jobs. He was drunk, but he knew what he was doing. His wife was a bitch and he knew I would go for it. We'd had threesomes where we shared a girl before so I knew his cock was huge. I started thinking about his cock.
Now, a good dick is simply, one not being sucked on at this moment. That tells you I may not be too picky. Anyway, as years went by, one of the brothers moved away up into a mountain area near where I like to camp. When would I go up into the woods from time to time I'd see him in the local town. Here is a story about one of those times.
i was sitting in the kitchen when i heard noises comming from my older brothers room. i went down the hall and listened at the door, sure enough he was banging something, sounded like squeaks and bangs. Thought he was fucking some girl, but boy was I mistaken!
I just the spent the weekend at my aunts house and was heading home. Well I was walking down this rather busy street and this guy comes into view. He asks if I want to have my cock sucked.
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