smallercuck
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- Nov 18, 2011
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When I finished college I started a job in a new town. I hung out with some co-workers one evening -bar hopping, hoping to hook up with a girl. As the night grew on, I became drunker and hornier.
Later, I ditched my crew and made my way to a gay bar. I was alone in a new city and really wanted to get off with someone. I was also turned on by the "taboo" idea of hanging out with gay guys, and curious what might happen.
I was spotted right away by an older guy in his 50s. He was very forward and touchy feely. He insisted I buy him a shot and I, in my drunken state, ponied up for a lot of alcohol. We did several shots together then ended up in a booth. I had never imagine myself kissing a guy but it was amazing to make out with this assertive man. He put my hand on his cock as we made out. He was hard and thick. When he touched my little tent, I remember moving his hand away from my erection because I was so close to cumming in my pants.
He wanted to go to his place so we flagged down a taxi. In the back seat he took out his cock -hard thick, and so much bigger than my own diminutive penis. I stroked him slowly trying to be subtle as the driver navigated the city.
At a red light, the driver looked back and watched me stroking my buddy's big cock. He didn't object and, if anything, seemed interested in the show. This prompted the older man to whisper that I should suck him. I was so aroused, I didn't hesitate.
It was my first cock but I made up for my inexperience with enthusiasm. I sucked the head, tried to take him in my throat and tongued his balls. I loved the smell of him. I remember him saying, "Oh my God, that's good," and when he told me he was going to cum I didn't hesitate to swallow his load like a good little cocksucker.
We eventually arrived at his place, but a bunch of people were in the yard and he didn't want me to come in with the crowd there. I never saw him again and the cabbie silently drove me home. We didn't say a word to each other.
Later, I ditched my crew and made my way to a gay bar. I was alone in a new city and really wanted to get off with someone. I was also turned on by the "taboo" idea of hanging out with gay guys, and curious what might happen.
I was spotted right away by an older guy in his 50s. He was very forward and touchy feely. He insisted I buy him a shot and I, in my drunken state, ponied up for a lot of alcohol. We did several shots together then ended up in a booth. I had never imagine myself kissing a guy but it was amazing to make out with this assertive man. He put my hand on his cock as we made out. He was hard and thick. When he touched my little tent, I remember moving his hand away from my erection because I was so close to cumming in my pants.
He wanted to go to his place so we flagged down a taxi. In the back seat he took out his cock -hard thick, and so much bigger than my own diminutive penis. I stroked him slowly trying to be subtle as the driver navigated the city.
At a red light, the driver looked back and watched me stroking my buddy's big cock. He didn't object and, if anything, seemed interested in the show. This prompted the older man to whisper that I should suck him. I was so aroused, I didn't hesitate.
It was my first cock but I made up for my inexperience with enthusiasm. I sucked the head, tried to take him in my throat and tongued his balls. I loved the smell of him. I remember him saying, "Oh my God, that's good," and when he told me he was going to cum I didn't hesitate to swallow his load like a good little cocksucker.
We eventually arrived at his place, but a bunch of people were in the yard and he didn't want me to come in with the crowd there. I never saw him again and the cabbie silently drove me home. We didn't say a word to each other.
