My Expert Cock Sucker

[Qosmonauty]

I'll call this a war story since its not a confession. One spring in the early 1990s I met a guy who was really really into sucking cock and he took a fancy to mine (check me out on my profile page - I'm hung). Most men cannot successfully suck my cock, my girth causes me to feel like I'm entering a meat grinder - youch. I don't know how this guy did it, but he could take me down to the root. It got to the point that he was sucking me all of the time. I'd race home from work, then be at his place by about 4 or 4:30. When I entered his apt he was kneeling naked at the door.He had soft music playing, the room was darkened except for candles, and the air was scented with pot and insence. He'd strip me (he didn't want me to do the stripping, he wanted to strip me his way, very sensuously), then he'd seat me naked on his couch, kneeling or sitting before me, my legs wide. He would then begin a very slow senusous suck on my cock, while stroking his cock - many times I would wrap my feet around his hardon while he sucked on me. While he didn't cum as often as I did, he did cum several times every night, depositing his cum on either my cock or my feet (which he'd then lick clean). Some nights he'd orally edge me, keeping me just short of the point of no return for a cum for hours, other nights he'd milk me, drawing as many cums out of me as my balls could pop out - and though I didn't know what it was, he orally post-cum tortured me after any and all cums. He would never let up. We'd take a break about 10, go out for dinner, then back to his place until after midnight. This became a regular thing, most nights of the week. On Friday I usually stayed over, so his sucking would begin upon arrival and basically last until early evening on Sunday. The one strange thing he did was that after each cum, he'd pause a few seconds and make notes (it turned out he kept a journal of very blowjob he gave of every man he sucked). He only allowed me to suck him a couple of times during that spell, though on some weekends he would allow me to thigh fuck him (interfemoral fucking). My cock was hard all day at work in anticipation of being taken into his throat, I slept well after all of those evenings of blowjobs. I enjoyed his sucking of my cock from about mid-March that year until the end of October, when he decided he was falling for me, and didn't want to continue seeing me. I've never had anyone else cum close to giving my cock the pleasure he did, and at the time I didn't realize how good the times were for my cock, which in retrospect were the best of times! He was a true cocksucking artist.

 

[Petallways]

I'll call this a war story since its not a confession. One spring in the early 1990s I met a guy who was really really into sucking cock and he took a fancy to mine (check me out on my profile page - I'm hung). Most men cannot successfully suck my cock, my girth causes me to feel like I'm entering a meat grinder - youch. I don't know how this guy did it, but he could take me down to the root. It got to the point that he was sucking me all of the time. I'd race home from work, then be at his place by about 4 or 4:30. When I entered his apt he was kneeling naked at the door.He had soft music playing, the room was darkened except for candles, and the air was scented with pot and insence. He'd strip me (he didn't want me to do the stripping, he wanted to strip me his way, very sensuously), then he'd seat me naked on his couch, kneeling or sitting before me, my legs wide. He would then begin a very slow senusous suck on my cock, while stroking his cock - many times I would wrap my feet around his hardon while he sucked on me. While he didn't cum as often as I did, he did cum several times every night, depositing his cum on either my cock or my feet (which he'd then lick clean). Some nights he'd orally edge me, keeping me just short of the point of no return for a cum for hours, other nights he'd milk me, drawing as many cums out of me as my balls could pop out - and though I didn't know what it was, he orally post-cum tortured me after any and all cums. He would never let up. We'd take a break about 10, go out for dinner, then back to his place until after midnight. This became a regular thing, most nights of the week. On Friday I usually stayed over, so his sucking would begin upon arrival and basically last until early evening on Sunday. The one strange thing he did was that after each cum, he'd pause a few seconds and make notes (it turned out he kept a journal of very blowjob he gave of every man he sucked). He only allowed me to suck him a couple of times during that spell, though on some weekends he would allow me to thigh fuck him (interfemoral fucking). My cock was hard all day at work in anticipation of being taken into his throat, I slept well after all of those evenings of blowjobs. I enjoyed his sucking of my cock from about mid-March that year until the end of October, when he decided he was falling for me, and didn't want to continue seeing me. I've never had anyone else cum close to giving my cock the pleasure he did, and at the time I didn't realize how good the times were for my cock, which in retrospect were the best of times! He was a true cocksucking artist.

Did you ever think about fucking him?

 

[Qosmonauty]

Did you ever think about fucking him?

Only interfemoral fucking, I'm into cocks, not ass - though he sure knew how to suck cock