Date: Tue, 24 Dec 2019 12:03:58 +0000 From: Klaus Wankedorf Subject: Cock Sucking -- Part 2. Gay : Encounters Cock Sucking -- Part 2 I struggled with sucking cock for a long time. Giving and receiving. The sensitiveness of my own cock meant that I restricted guys from sucking me off. Sometimes I would take a chance, but it never was the same as the Bearded cock sucker who took my whole cock while I blew down his open throat. Sucking others: always fearful of getting some disease and therefore inhibited. It was shit. Really! Finally, I learned to wear clothing that I could easily remove and have the cock blow on my chest. I very rarely swallowed. But I wanted to. It was hot knowing that a guy was so turned on by me swallowing. But, how does one suck cock? My ex-lover informed me one day `I don't GAG anymore'. Teach me, teach me, said I! He informed me that he had been blown by a singer who knew how to flatten the back of his tongue out!! OK!! That was his secret. I couldn't do it. I needed to practice daily or buy a dildo. I dislike plastic, artificial cocks. Horror! I had a vibrator for a while; tried it up my arse, in my mouth. Threw it out in the end. Horrible thing. Give me the real thing, no matter what, rather than fake. I trained myself, mostly, not gag. I did alright but I needed to somehow do better! I just couldn't relax enough to get the big fat dick past my tonsils, and, I certainly couldn't keep it down there long enough for the poor guy to thrust and blow a big juicy load. I noticed that a lot of guys giving head were in a sense only `bobbing' up and down on the knob until it blew. Sometimes taking the cock deep but not sustaining it. Not like my Bearded hot man who took it all. So what does it mean to give a good head-job? Just a question really. One thing I did learn along my journey, into Cock Sucking and Fucking, was that it depended, entirely, on just how turned on I was and, in the end, whether the guy was `into me'. I don't mean: marry me, settle down and buy a house, but into me. He was turned on by me. This `into me' became evident one time with a guy that I was hot for. I met a hot guy on a `Gay Church Weekend'. It was great. All these guys were gay/bisexual. So, a Friday and Saturday night only. We were in a house and all slept on the floor in the lounge room. I enjoyed it. But what was I thinking, really? Anyway, me being me, was going off to sleep and then I get woken up with all this giggling and realise that not only the Priest but all the attendees are getting into some serious sexual behaviour. We were all adults and free to do what we wanted. So, I made my way over to where the Hot guy was and got to work on his cock; which by the way was not as big as mine. OK! Doesn't matter. He ended up blowing and I didn't and that was hot as. Next morning, Sunday, all very Religious and serious. A few weeks later I managed to get this Hot man into my own bed. I was so naïve. I think I have always been versatile but liked -- wanted to be the bottom -- which was the next thing to be better at. This Hot guy and I are in my bed and having a hot time of sucking each other's cock and finally he is going to fuck me. I am ready. He pushes his five-inch uncut boner into my man pussy... I am loving it, but `why is it hurting so much!!' He accused me of not being relaxed enough. I accused myself of not being relaxed enough. That would be the last time we would share a bed. Fizzer. Two wannabe bottoms doesn't always work; or, maybe he wasn't really `into me'? The day after was a Sunday. After this fizzer and later that afternoon, I am hot for sex or at least company. Anything actually. I head off to a sauna that I very rarely visited. It was a bit grungy and I visited it just for something different. Can you imagine my surprise when I see `my' Hot guy there as well!! Imagine. I have gone from the man of my dreams to fizzle in a very short time and here he is looking for cock, again. Of course, I came back to reality very quickly; after all I am doing the same thing. We exchange a hello and move on and I start checking out the two levels of cruise area and see someone in a room. Wonderful! Tall guy and good looking with a huge boner. I make it known that I am interested and he waves me in and to bolt the door. We kiss. I play with his nipples and he pushes my head down on that big thick monster of his. It was surely seven or eight inches. I lube my arse and climb on. Phew! Oh my god. This guy is turning me on and he is into me. I take that all of that monster up my wet arse. I ride his cock and shoot all over his slightly furry belly. With a couple of thrusts, he blows his big load up my hungry hole. Cum dribbling down as I lift off that pole. I am done. Spent and very happy. I was still able to be fucked and maybe it had more to do with who I was with and my own state of mind. We said our goodbyes. I showered and went off home. This was my first big experience of `he was into me'. I was just fucked by a monster cock and the day before couldn't take the smaller version. Relief at last. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks to Nifty for providing such a site so that I can share my stories and fantasies. If you do enjoy my stories, or others, please consider donating to Nifty so that you and others can also enjoy them: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I'd like to hear what you thought of this story: Klaus