Date: Mon, 16 Dec 2002 11:52:20 -0500
From: MWMottawa@hotmail.com
Subject: Steel Velvet

It was the summer of 1971 and I had just turned 20 years old. I was
waiting for my girlfriend at the Halifax train station and had a couple
of hours to kill.

An older man, late 40's to middle 50's, approached me, introduced
himself as John and struck up a conversation. He also had time on his
hand and during the conversation told me he could use a woman or
something. I thought nothing of it at the time and we continued to talk
while we waited.

Eventually John asked if I would like to go for a ride rather than wait
at the station. I agreed and we went out to his car and headed out
toward the Armdale Rotary. As we drove the conversation turned to sex.
John wanted to know if my girlfriend sucked my cock and I told him no.
Did I fuck her in the ass, again I said no. John then told me that he
liked bulling it and asked if I did. I had no idea what he meant but
rather than appear stupid I told him yes. At this point he asked me if I
wanted a blow job.

I was stunned. I knew that men did this together but had not really ever
thought about it. At the same time I really wanted a blow job. I
rationalized that it would do no harm to let this man suck my cock once,
just to experience the event and be done with it. Nervously I told him
yes and he pulled into the park at Black Rock beach.

We walked down the trails until we found a secluded spot were he started
to feel me through my pants. I was amazed at how excited I became to
have a mans hand on me. He quickly pulled open my pants and dropped to
his knees. He pulled out my cock, opened his mouth and swallowed as much
as he could, wrapping his lips tight around my cock. It felt incredible,
his lips and hand on my cock. He would pause to tell me what a beautiful
cock I had and then slid his lips over the head and back down the shaft.
He sucked on my cock for about 5 minutes and then stood up and told me
it was my turn.

I panicked. I had no idea what to do. This was definitely not what I had
bargained for and I needed to get out. At the same time I noticed that
he had undone his pants and his cock was sticking up in front of me. It
was huge, longer than my 8" and much thicker at the head. The shaft
tapered down to be quite narrow at the base. I wanted to run and at the
same time I was fascinated by the first real cock I had seen other than
my own. Without thinking I reached out to feel his cock.

His cock was like velvet over a steel bar, so hard and yet so smooth and
soft. I loved the feel and decided to just play with his cock a bit
before leaving, just out of curiosity of course. The more I stroked him
the more curious I became and decided to take a closer look at John's
cock so I knelt down in front of him. The huge mushroom head of his cock
was bright red and seemed to strain in front of me. Again out of
curiosity I decided to see what it tasted like and very lightly ran my
tongue over the head of his cock. Again and again I licked his cock
enjoying the feel against my tongue and the thrill of doing something
taboo.

Finally I had to see what it would be like to suck his cock so I opened
my mouth and took the head between my lips. That was it. The minute I
wrapped my lips around his cock I loved it, the feel of that hard cock
filling my mouth, the head sliding over my tongue, the vein pulsing
against my lips. I could not remember ever being so excited, this was
even better than him sucking my cock.

I proceeded to suck his cock slowly, using my lips and tongue as best I
could. Eventually he began to thrust his cock in and out of my mouth,
occasionally choking me. I could feel his cock growing bigger and
harder, the vein pulsing between my lips. He screamed out that he was
cumming and pulled my head into his cock. By that time I loved the
feeling of his big cock in my mouth so much that I never thought of
pulling away. At first I was unaware of the cum in my mouth but as I
swallowed his first load and tasted cum for the first time I could feel
his cock jerking, pulsing and shooting into my mouth. I kept sucking his
cock, swallowing his cum as if my life depended on it, until he pulled
himself from my mouth.

We drove back in silence as I thought about what I had done and swore to
never ever repeat the act although admitting to myself that I really
enjoyed sucking his cock.


On My Knees Again

No matter how hard I tried I could not forget the feel of John's cock in my
mouth. The more I thought about it the more I began to wonder what it would
have been like if he had cum in my mouth. I began masturbating while curled
in a ball so that I could shoot into my open mouth and on my face. It was
becoming an obsession.

Eventually I could not take it any more and went back down to the train
station where I left my phone number on the washroom wall stating that I
wanted to suck cock.  That night I got a call from an older male wondering
if we could meet for some fun. I agreed to meet him at the station where he
said he would be waiting outside in a blue Dodge.

I pulled into the parking lot and found a blue Dodge with a male parked at
the end of the lot. I walked over to the passenger side and opened the door
and got in. I asked if he had called me and when he said yes told him to
drive towards the Arm. He said he was nervous of the parks and we agreed to
park on one of the back roads above the park.

Once he parked I slid down to the floor and pulled open his pants and
reached in for his cock. It was soft in my hand and I pulled it out and
began to stroke him, feeling his cock harden in my hand. It was a small
cock, about 4" long and of average thickness. Once hard I took his whole
cock into my mouth.

Again it was the magic of the soft skin, steel hard cock and vein pulsing
against my lips, but this time I knew what I wanted and began to suck his
cock with a passion. It wasn't long before I could feel his cock stiffen
even more and the vein pulse rapidly against my lips. This time I tightened
my lips and slide my tongue up and down the vein.

He told me he was about to cum and I looked up into his face as his cock
started to spasm in my mouth. With each spasm he pumped hot thick cum from
his balls into my mouth and I swallowed as fast as I could. I found the
taste completely different than mine and loved the feel of each shot
pumping into me, wanting more from him.

I sucked his cock until it was dry and soft, drinking down every drop of
cum he had. Again the drive back was silent. I was happy about what I had
done and swore that this was the last. My curiosity was satisfied. This was
not how it was to end though.

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