I still haven’t told Ricky my real fantasy. I did concede that it involved sucking cock. I did so in such a way as to have left him believing my actual fantasy was normal, gay sex. What you get from any hardcore gay flick. Don’t know if I should tell him or not. He doesn’t seem much the dominant type. I could actually see him as a soft sided versatile at best. Still, he probably would have a difficult time believing I can be a tough sided versatile. We’ll see. I want to talk to him about it in bed. Whenever it is can get myself to call him again. I wish he wasn’t so damn considerate. I wish he’d just show up at my door, pushing his way though it as I opened it. I want him to throw me down on my back, pull off his pants and sit on my chest, force feeding me cock, using my ears as control handles. I’m going to talk to him about it eventually.
Fri 10/22/04
OH MY GOD!!! Shortly after stopped writing last time, I answered the doorbell. Ricky was there with a huge, pepperoni, sausage, mushroom, finely chopped, onion and green pepper, extra cheese pizza in hand, from that really awesome place a couple of blocks down. He leaned over and said, “I have some fresh harvest, killer weed in my pocket, want to party?” How could I say no to that?
We ate some pizza, drank some more Christian Brothers and o.j., burned a thin doob of some of the very best shit I’ve ever had. Yeah, that was just what I needed. Ricky moved in front of me. I thought he was going to unzip my pants and handle me. Instead, he kissed me. A long, deep, tongue, kiss. His mouth firmly, completely, sealed against my own forming one great single entity of us both, as if we were Siamese twins joined at the mouth. I have never in my life been so overwhelmed by a kiss before. Our tongues caressed each other, mixing our saliva to one, evenly mixed pool. We shared the same air. It was intoxicating.
“My turn this time. All this talk about you being gay and wanting my cock in your mouth has me more horny than I can put into words.” Ricky informed me as he unbuckled his belt. I dropped to my knees in front of him and took over opening his pants and pulling them down. Once down, I could concentrate on the horizontal pup tent in front of my face. As I pulled his briefs down, his hardon got caught in the waste band. I pulled the band toward me, working up an uncontrollable desire to return the favor of a few days ago.
When it finally sprung free, I saw his big, ugly, uncut pecker staring me straight in the eye, I almost told him to forget it. Uncut, oh, yuuuck! I pulled my head back and started to stand. “Nice guy I am”, I thought sarcastically, “he gives me the best blowjob of my life, and I can’t even get myself to look at his uncut meat”. I shamed myself into continuing what I started.
I decided I needed a better look, without the turtleneck. I slowly peeled his foreskin back, not wishing to hurt him. (My pet peeve with women was always that 90% of them a have no clue how much it hurts if you pull it too hard. Feels like they’re trying to pull the skin off.)
“Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt to pull it back. The opposite, in fact. I love satisfy myself by pulling the skin back and forth over the head. I don’t imagine that to be a pleasure you’ll get to experience. Too bad, that.”
“When I pull the skin all the way back, your dick looks like a 20% enlargement of my own. I never, in my most vivid fantasies, imagined myself sucking uncut cock.” With that, I took his warm, stiff penis in my mouth and became a cocksucker for the first time in my life.
The taste was much nicer than a pussy. He was very clean, probably showered before coming over. His pre-cum had a very sweet taste. No trace of the saltiness I’d expected. The softness of the skin running along the big vein more than I could have guessed. The texture of it as it went fully and easily past my tonsils and on to probe the depths of my throat. I suddenly wished he were even longer, so I could take him deeper down my throat. I strained as hard as I could to do just that. It felt as though I was born for this. Like something had been missing from my life, finding it’s way to me.
I was suddenly aware that this was just the first moment of many more to come.
I also was sure it would be very difficult to push my tongue past my teeth and lick his balls as I anticipated. It was just a matter of tipping my head in the right direction.
Ricky tried desperately to pull back. I pulled his hips toward me. I started to swallow. It was weird. It activated a reflex very similar to the gag reflex, but less insistent. I wanted to keep his dick buried in my throat. This made me feel complete.
Apparently Ricky was enjoying it as well. My tongue felt his scrotum tighten up as his balls rose to allow me better access. Ricky spasmed very heavily with each spurt, as he pulled my head tightly against his bush. I could feel the cum pump against the walls of my throat. I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed his cock, sucking it completely dry until it shriveled to normal size.
“I thought you said you never ate dick before. That was DAMN good for a first time. Hell, that was awesome for any amount of experience.”
I told him I had been imagining sucking dick ever since I got my first blowjob. That, years later, I started dreaming of having a man fuck me as well. I continued telling him about the lifelike rubber cocks I have owned through the years and used to practice doing. How I’d be sitting on one, swallowing another and jacking off at the same time.
“Man, no wonder you were so good. I hope you fantasized about fucking a man, ‘cause I am so fucking worked up, I gotta have you up my ass. Please, I need to feel your cock shoot it’s love load inside of me.” With that, Ricky turned his body so he could take me into his mouth and I could keep licking him.
I had never even fantasized about fucking a guy. All my fantasies to date have me playing the female role. I sure loved being the cocksucker. The thought of sticking my dick up his ass made me so horny, I started licking his hole. I may have been new to fellatio, but I am no stranger to either anallingus or packing shit. These were some of my favorite things to do with women.
I licked his ass crack, slowly, softly circling his anus, occasionally flicking my tongue lightly, quickly, across his pleasure hole. Each flick elicited a moan from his dick muffled mouth and seemed to loosen his love hole. After a few minutes of this, I suddenly, forcefully shoved tongue as far into his sphincter as I could. He responded by taking my joystick all the way down and shaking his head lightly from side to side.
“You’d better stop that of I’ll cum long before I enter you. Lick me softly and suck my balls, that’ll keep me hot and save my load for your love tunnel.”
I now started licking his hole with my tongue broadened and flattened. Licked his entire crack like that. I love licking ass, always have. When I was married, I often woke my wife weekend mornings that way. Naturally, she woke ready to take me in there…