He caught me dropping my eyes instinctively into his lap. Three inches of fat cock now stood out as it slithered down the leg of his shorts, growing harder every second.
“C’mon, just a quick feel.”
“I can’t.”
“Sure you can, no one will know. Just touch it once, feel how thick it is.”
To this day, I don’t know what came over me. I slowly reached my hand across his lap, no longer thinking about my wife or my son or what I was about to do. I just reached into his lap and curled my fingers around his thick cock, marveling at the size and heat it emanated. He lifted his ass off the seat and re-adjusted his shorts, allowing his dick to be fully exposed and standing at attention. My fingers slowly began to slide up and down his 8″ pole. He groaned.
“Oh yeah, that feels good! You like that? I knew you would. Look at that, you’re jerking me off. You ever do this before?”
“No, never,” I replied honestly, swallowing hard.
“Oooh, that feels so good. Squeeze it a little harder while you jerk it. Oh yeah, like that,” he moaned. “Hey, you want to kiss it? Just once though, I guess that’d be all right.”
For the second time that night, we went through the routine…me saying I couldn’t, him saying that it would be okay, me saying I wasn’t like that, him responding that no one would know. The conclusion though was inevitable. I’d like to be able to say I resisted the hand on the back of my head, tugging me slowly toward his stiff pole. I’d like to say I came to my senses and leaped from his car. But I didn’t. And when my head reached the tip of his cock, when I could smell my first scent of cock, I just opened my mouth and he slid the head inside.
“Oh, fuck!, he gasped, his hands on the back of my head. “That feels so fucking good. Take more in, you’re terrific.” His fingers slide around my head, feeling my lips, stretched widely around his cock. “Oh man, you are so good. You sure you never did this before?”
I groaned my denial around the cock stuffed in my mouth. The more he talked and complimented me, the more I wanted to please him. Another inch of shiny wet cock slid into my mouth.
“Oh yeah, that’s it! Let me fuck it in and out of your mouth. Oh man, what a fucking cocksucker you are.”
And there it was. For the first time in my life, I was actually sucking another man’s cock. A cocksucker. A real cocksucker. I took another inch into my stuffed mouth and gagged as it hit the back of my throat. He laughed from above me.
“That’s it fag, eat that cock, gag on it! Bob your head on it, like that, up and down, up and down. What a fucking cocksucker, you are sooooo good.”
For the next five minutes, I licked and sucked his cock, stroking the base of his dick up and down with one hand, while my other hand scratched lightly across his big swollen balls. He kept up a running conversation, calling my fag and whore, all the while fucking my face with his thick meat. His breathing was growing faster, and more shallow, and I suddenly realized what was going to happen. I jerked my head off his cock and gasped.
“Please, you can’t cum in my mouth. Tell me when you’re gonna cum and I’ll jerk you off. I promise!”
“You better, you little dick lover,” he gasped. “If you let me hang…”
“No, no I won’t, I promise. Just tell me when.”
He responded by taking the back of my head and forcing my mouth down deep over his throbbing meat. His hips thrust up harder and faster now, gagging me every time the head of his cock tried to force it’s way into my throat
“That’s it cocksucker! Deeper! Faster! My fucking balls have a nice big load of cum for you! Eat me, suck it, eat that big fat cock, you cocksucker. I’m gonna fucking cum any second!”
And then it happened. His thick piece of meat suddenly grew even harder and fatter, stretching my swollen lips even wider around it. His fingers wrapped into the hair on the back of my head, and he suddenly stopped moving, holding my head down on his cock. For a second, I struggled to pull off, but to no avail, and then my mouth was being flooded with wave after wave of hot cum spurting from the head of his cock, choking me, squirting into my throat, my mouth filled, and cum seeping from my around my lips! I can’t honestly say that his cum tasted sweet or salty, or that I was repulsed or turned on by the act. I just instinctively began to swallow as quickly as I could, trying desperately not to choke to death. He was shouting as his balls emptied their thick load into my mouth and belly. And then he collapsed back down into his seat.
“Oh god, oh fucking shit, that was one great blowjob. You really are a Class-A cocksucker faggot. You like eating my cum, don’t you? You love that thick load in your mouth and down your throat and in your belly,” he said, not waiting for or expecting any kind of a response. He held my head in place, his cock softening in my mouth. Finally, he pulled my head off his cock, my lips swollen, cum running down my face and somehow smeared in my hair.
I sat up, and before I could say anything, my eyes focused in the darkness and my heart sank. Two teenage girls, were standing at the open car window watching the show. They had pulled into the lot and were walking toward the gym when he’d apparently spotted them and waved them over to witness the blowjob I’d been giving him. I panicked as they laughed hysterically now.
“Great blowjob, mister. Gee, Steve, I’m jealous, he sucks cock better than we do. And he swallows too!”
All three started laughing at me at the same time.
“Yeah, the faggot does know how to suck a mean cock. Get the fuck out of my car now. You got what you needed, didn’t you? A nice hot load of dick juice!”
“Oh my god, ” I sputtered, “please, I don’t know what came over me. I’ve never…it isn’t what you—”
“Get the fuck out, I said!”
I scrambled out of his car, wiping cum from my face as I tried to melt into the darkness and avoid catching the eye of any other gym goers.
“Hey, cock whore!” he shouted after me. “I’ll see you around.”
And he would.