Date: Wed, 31 Mar 2004 01:47:43 EST
From: NomadTX512@aol.com
Subject: Better Late Than Never 2

After my first experience with a man, I knew I needed to try it
again...preferably with someone closer to where I lived. I started
hanging around AOL chat rooms, and one day came across a guy that sounded
promising. According to his profile, he was near to my age, early 50's,
and was bi, like me. Also like me, his wife had no interest in sex, but
was not concerned with what he did.

During our conversations, he told me that he enjoyed getting serviced by
guys, but didn't reciprocate, which was OK with me. I had learned earlier
that what I really liked was doing the servicing...being a
bottom...whatever it was called. We talked for a week or so, and then
made plans to meet at his office on a Saturday. I had a girlfriend once
who had sex with me at work, and the idea turned me on. Especially when
he told me that there would probably be other people there, but that he
had a door which locked! Perfect! The idea that other people would be
nearby was kind of exciting.

That Saturday I went to where he worked and called him from the parking
lot. He came down and let me in. He was an average looking guy, about my
height, but smaller framed...not particularly athletic-looking, but he
had a good smile. We went up to his office, and he closed the door,
quietly locking it.

I don't remember the conversation, but we talked for 10 minutes or so,
telling a little about ourselves...I was nervous, so the small talk was
welcome. Then he leaned over in his chair, put his hand on my knee, and
asked, "Well, what do you think we should do?"

I'm not sure how I got the nerve to say this so bluntly, but I said, "I'd
really like to get on my knees and suck your cock."

That got a smile, and he stood up and undid his belt and shorts, dropping
them to the ground. He stepped out of them, and then sat back down with
his legs spread. I could see that he was almost hard, not too big, but
average I'd say. After a moment's hesitation, I dropped to my knees
between his spread legs, and ran my hands up his thighs, feeling the
hairs on his legs slip under my fingertips. I liked the sensitivity in my
hands at that moment, but then I reached up with my hands and encircled
his balls and cock. I liked the look and feel of his balls, so I leaned
in and took them into my mouth. He moaned slightly as I worked over his
balls with my tongue, and ran my fingers up his cock.

After a little bit I took his entire cock into my mouth in one smooth
slide...I got most of it in easily, so I guess he really was just average
sized...but that was OK with me, because I wanted to feel my nose buried
in his hair, and I was able to do that. He put his hands on my head, and
that turned me on...and I started sliding him in and out of my mouth. I
was feeling a lot of interesting things from the whole situation. I still
don't understand it, but the feeling of subservience from being on my
knees giving a blow job to a complete stranger was a very nice feeling. I
felt powerful and appreciated at the same time. I also was picturing how
the whole scene would look to someone else, and decided I kind of liked
that image also. I knew I'd like to do this again. And the idea that
there were people right next door was definitely a turn-on.

After a while I couldn't help increasing the tempo and trying to do
whatever swirling motions I could do with my tongue. I went faster and
faster, not breathing for several strokes at a time. I decided that I
wanted this man's cum in my mouth and I was determined to get it! And
that's exactly what happened...with a heavy groan, he began spasming in
my mouth and I could feel the hot, thick liquid hitting the back of my
throat. I am proud to say I swallowed all of it...there wasn't that much
anyway...about like I myself would shoot...and I savored the flavor on
the back of my tongue. I liked it!

I kept working his cock with my tongue until he began to soften, and then
I let him go, sitting back on my heels. I had a grin on my face, because
I had really enjoyed that!

"Wow," he said. "That was really good. You enjoyed that, didn't you?"

"I confess, I did." I felt very satisfied with myself. There might have
been a little thought about letting him cum in my mouth...safety and
all...but I talked myself past that pretty quickly...and time has proven
it was a non-existent risk with him.

After that he pulled up his clothes, and we walked out of the building.
He said he'd like to do it again sometime, and also said that sometimes,
when his wife was gone, he liked just getting naked with a guy and doing
some fucking also. We talked on email several times after that, but for
some reason never met like that again...and ultimately he changed his AOL
logon and I haven't found him since.

But I sure remember my first full blowjob, and I know I'd could learn to
like them on a regular basis.