A gay sex stories: Lunch Break Cumdump
I’m a 46-year-old married guy, and I am also a complete cum slut for serving men! I had to travel to a nearby city last Friday for a meeting about an upcoming project. I knew I would have time to try and find a hookup while I was there, so I planned accordingly.
I was messaging with a 22-year-old stud on Sniffies before the meeting, and he invited me to his apartment so I could serve him. I was anxious to get this young stud’s load. (He said he was good for 3!)
I came out of my meeting and told him I was ready. He sent me his address, and as I was pulling in, he messaged and let me know his roommate had come home from work sick and he had to flake.
In cock-hungry desperation, I soon set up another meeting with a 38-year-old who had a nice uncut cock. We were nearly set to meet when he asked me if I was okay with PNP. I told him it wasn’t my thing, and that connection fell apart.
After two hours of flakes and no responses, I hung my cocksucker head in shame and started home. I drove a few miles and stopped for gas in an industrial area. I then changed into thin athletic shorts, losing my underwear and a thin tank top for the long drive back. I love being naked and planned to lose the shorts when I got to the highway.
As I was about to leave the gas station, I checked my phone one more time. I had a message from another guy. His profile said he was a Dom verse top. “You are close; I am about to take my lunch break. Want me to feed you a load or two?”
He included a picture of a beautiful 7-inch cock rising from neatly trimmed pubes with large shaved balls. His cock was fairly thick and veiny, and he had a beautiful plumb-shaped head!
I didn’t think twice! “I would love to have you feed me, sir! “Where and when?” I replied and pulled over, waiting for directions.
He gave me directions to a gazebo behind an abandoned warehouse and told me to be there in five minutes. I was half a mile away and found it quickly!
I parked in an old lot about a quarter mile from the gazebo and could see a guy standing in it, visible from about mid-body up. I walked over and briefly thought this would be a good way to get robbed! I put the feelings aside and went on, driven by my desire for cock, thistle, and cum!
He was about my age (45), 6′ tall, fit, had short brown hair under a ball cap, and was wearing a black tee shirt, cargo shorts, and work boots. Everything about him indicated he worked in construction or something similar.
“You, my cocksucker?” ” He said it loudly as I approached, about 50 yards away. I blushed and looked around, but there was nobody there to hear me. The humiliation in his question made my heart race, and my cock sprang to life and started tenting my shorts!
“I am Sir! I responded, making no effort to hide my stiffening erection as it flopped back and forth in my shorts as I walked up to and into the gazebo.
He looked me up and down, sizing up my 5’7”, 160-pound, smoothly shaved body with apparent amusement. “I hope you’re hungry, cocksucker; I have a couple loads for you if you are a good bitch.”
Again, my face blushed, and my cock twitched. This guy had me figured out! I stepped in front of him, looked him in the eye, and slowly dropped to my knees. I leaned forward, burying my face in his crotch, and felt his half-hard cock as I mouthed it from the outside and inhaled his musk and manly, sweaty scent.
“Stand up, faggot!” he growled at me.
I stood and looked at him and was kind of startled, thinking I was being rejected.
“A good cocksucker works naked. Are you a good cocksucker?”
I glanced around, my heart racing. “I am Sir.” I said that and began stripping. I was soon naked, my 6.5″ cock standing like a flagpole and oozing as a light breeze tickled my body. I am an exhibitionist and love being naked, especially outdoors and around people, but I felt very vulnerable and extremely horny!
“Turn around slowly for me, cocksucker.” He said.
I slowly turned and, as I did, looked for any other people that may be watching. I saw none, but a two-story office-type building was about 300 yards away. I could see no sign of anyone in it, but it made me nervous.
After turning, I stopped, facing him, but he walked around me, palming my ass and squeezing it with one hand and running his fingers down the length of my rock-hard cock with his other hand. I shuddered with excitement and thought I was about to cum right then!
“You like to get fucked too, faggot, or you just suck dick?” he asked.
“Sometimes Sir.” I replied cautiously.
He stepped in front of me, put a hand on my head, and lowered me back to my knees. I was now eye level with his crotch, and his previously half-hard cock was bulging hard in his shorts.
“Start with my balls, faggot; when they are clean, you may ask permission to taste my cock.”
I excitedly unbuttoned his shorts, and as I unzipped them and pulled them down past his hard cock, they fell to the ground. He was wearing no underwear, and I was now inches from his rock-hard cock! I grasped his cock, which felt solid in my hand, my thumb and fingers not quite touching as I wrapped my hand around it. I raised it to his belly as I started licking his balls.
His large balls were smooth and obviously shaved. I became intoxicated by his scent as I rolled them around with my tongue and then took them one by one in my mouth and sucked them. I had released his heavy cock, and it rubbed obscenely against my face as I made love to his cum tanks with my mouth.
After about five minutes of savoring this man’s balls and hearing him moan, he pulled back and looked at me expectantly. I was confused, but I suddenly remembered what he had said.
“Please, sir, may I suck your beautiful cock?” He just looked at me.
“Sir, may I please be your cocksucker and serve your beautiful cock?” He simply raised his eyebrows.
“Sir, this hungry faggot needs to suck your perfect cock and swallow your cum, sir!”
He said nothing, stepped back, and sat on the gazebo bench. He just nodded his head yes and gestured towards his rigid manhood. I eagerly took him in my mouth and began sucking his cock with abandon!
I realized he had positioned himself so I was sucking his cock while my bare ass faced the opening in the gazebo and was directly facing the office building! I was too horny and cocky to care!
He was solid and hard, and his large cocked head completely plugged my throat on each down stroke. I soon had all but the last couple inches in my mouth and gagged loudly as I tried to get him into my throat. He chuckled in amusement each time I gagged!
His hands wandered around my body and began playing with my ass and spreading my cheeks as I took his cock as deep as I could in my throat. He was soon playing with my hole, and I heard him spit. I was not planning to be fucked, but I was glad I had cleaned out that morning, as I would never refuse a cock with this perfect a place in my ass!
A few seconds later, as he was working his spit into my hole and my cock was throbbing as I was trying to get him in my throat, he suddenly thrust a finger into my ass, all the way in one thrust.