Date: Sun, 3 Sep 2023 14:32:02 -0400
From: Craig Cruzer <69qo24@gmail.com>
Subject: Okay...you tell me.

Spoiler alert: if you're looking for a story that will give you an
instant boner and maybe make you spooge all over your hand, you should
probably surf for a title like, "I drank a pint of cum", because this
story is more of a journey.

I got an email from a reader asking about my name, "Craig Cruzer",
obviously not my real name.  It came partially from a dune buggy rental
shop, Craig's Cruisers, in a small Michigan resort town, but more
significantly, it's about my relationship with Craigslist.

I became a CL cruiser many years ago.  At first, I was idly wasting time
looking at musical instruments, photographic stuff, etc., but then one
day I wandered into the Personals category  (this was obviously before
they banned it).  I was looking mostly through the "straight" listings,
not intending to respond, but just curious about what was out there, but
then one day I wandered into "guys for guys" territory.  I had always
considered myself 100% percent heterosexual, but I guess curiosity got
the better of me.

I was amazed by how direct and graphic the listings were.  Nobody wasted
time with flowery language or talk of relationships; it was all about
sucking and fucking, and the more posts I read, the more my imagination
began to wander.  I think I surfed through them without intending to act
for weeks or months, but then one day (was it inevitable?) I crossed the
line and responded.  That's when I learned that Craigslist personals came
with no guarantee.  So I tried again, and again.  I think I was just
phishing at the time, not really intending to follow through, but then
one day there it was; he lived close by, he just wanted oral fun and his
picture was interesting.  By that I mean that I was looking at another
man's cock and realizing for the first time that I was turned on by it.
So we made a "date".

That afternoon, as I rang his doorbell, my heart was pounding.  Nervous
as hell I wondered, am I really going to do this?  My host, unlike
myself, was not a rookie.  He just said hi and led me into the bedroom.
I had no idea how to proceed, but since he was already undoing my belt, I
didn't have to think much about protocols or procedures.  Until that
moment I'd had lots of blowjobs from a small handful of women, but I
learned fast that nobody sucks a cock better than someone who has one of
his own.  I was totally weirded out watching another dude blow me,
wondering how I got there and why.  On the other hand it felt
incredibly good, so I just let my inhibitions go.  He worked me over good
and got me close to cumming several times, but each time, he backed off
long enough to keep me wanting more.  This was not his first time at the
rodeo.

Then abruptly, he stood up and pulled his pants and shorts down in one
quick push and flashed me the "OK it's your turn" look.  My knees hit the
floor before I had a chance to think about what I was about to do.  It
was instinctive.  I wrapped my lips around his shaft and I realized
instantly that I was craving cock.  Why had I never realized this side of
me before?  What the hell was I doing with another man's cock in my
mouth?  I mean, WTF?  Truth be told, none of these questions even entered
my mind.  I was too busy getting my first taste of hard cock and I was
loving every inch of it.  I wondered if my technique was any good.  It
didn't take long to find out, but at the last second I chickened out.  I
pulled my mouth off his cock and watched him shoot cum all over the
floor.  To this day I don't understand why I didn't complete what I
started, but it didn't seem to bother my host.  One thing I knew for
certain at that moment: I loved to suck cock and knew I'd want to do it
for the rest of my life.

My second donor introduced me to the taste of hot cum and I was off to
the races.  That was years ago.  Craigslist Personals came and went years
ago, Doublelist and other sites are hardly worth bothering with, but
ironically, since moving to a smallish Michigan town, I've found making
connections is easier than it was in the big city!  Go figure.  Two days
ago I took an incredibly satisfying load off a guy with a nice, thick
cock and yesterday I got an older guy off.  Over the years I've sucked
countless cocks, big, little, you name it.  I can only imagine how much
cum I've swallowed, but no matter how much I get, it always leaves me
thirsty for more.

So you tell me...how the hell do I reconcile my craving for cock while
being married and in a wonderfully loving relationship for almost 40
years?  She knows I've had some experience with other guys, but has no
idea what a cock slut she's married to.  I feel guilty about it, but the
addiction is overpowering and besides, I'm not apologetic.  I love to
suck cock.  Every time I do it turns me on as much as my first taste, and
I'll always want to taste it again.  Can you relate?  I feel no
shame about my "hobby".  I long ago got comfortable with the fact that
this is just a part of who I am.  Have you had a similar experience?  I'd
love to hear about it.  Probably half of my encounters have been with
other married guys, so know that you're not alone.