I had always been bi-sexual, leaning more towards sucking cock, and I’ve never been ashamed of who I am. I don’t know who knows that I love to suck hard meat – and I really don’t care – but for now I keep it in the closet. I do that because predominantly the men I seduce are ‘straight’ men and by keeping it on the down-low, there seems to be no problem swallowing gallons of hot cum from a guy that doesn’t want his wife finding out!
I recall the first time I sucked cock like it was yesterday. It was incredibly surreal feeling the texture of his penis sliding past my lips and back and forth until the creamy hot taste of his ejaculation filled my mouth. I swallowed the whole load; and that load sat in my stomach while I finished my classes and into the night-shift of my part-time job; and the next day, still horny from the cock I sucked, I was cruising the park trying to find another set of balls to drain. That was five years ago and since then I’ve dated girls to keep the status quo, but the reality is I love being a closeted cock-sucking slut and I secretly suck as much dick as I possibly can.
The porn I had turned on had gotten noisy; the faggot on his knees taking a huge black ten inch’er was winching under the pressure in his mouth, he had tears streaming down and the gagging was intense. I gripped my own fat eight inches and slowly stroked, building up a nice edge thinking about my bitch-sisters hot boyfriend.
I handled my cock with the expertise of someone that jerks off probably more than average and cupped my balls wanting to drain every bit of my cum out. I focused more intently on the two guys going at it on the screen and began to gyrate my hips up and down while cork-screwing the head of my cock. I had created an impressive hard-on and my balls were becoming tight and full throbbing with pressure which promised to be a large eruption.
The edging of my orgasm became more pronounced and while normally I would hold off cumming during a marathon of gay porn; this time between the images on the screen and the images of what I wanted to do to Sean in my mind, I blew several liquid ounces of creamy cum right into the palm of my hand – and without missing a beat – I licked every delicious drop of cum from my fingers dreaming it was Sean’s cum filling my mouth.
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