A confident, older gay man.
Paul was young when he first discovered his attraction to cock. He was very much into girls, but there was no denying, at least to himself, the lust that he felt. Seeing an adult magazine, the photo that he saw of a man's tan, dark cock arroused him. He found that part of a man, especially when soft, thrilling and alluring. He often found himself thinking about touching cock, even sucking it. Cock had created urges and a rich fantasy life. Fantasies that he explored only when alone and in the privacy of his bedroom.
Years had gone by, but his fantasies had remained only that, only just fantasies. When Paul would look at magazines or the occasional porno, he always imagined him the girl. He didn't want to actually be a girl, but he was jealous. Jealous of how openly they could love and adore cock, pleasure it, suck it and to make it cum. He never asked for these desires, yet there they were and they ran deep, deep inside him.
Still just a teen, he started working. The money bought him a car, which in turn, brought a certain amount of freedom. A co worker of Paul's asked him for a ride home one night. This man was a charismatic man. Charming, people loved him. Witty, and fun loving, it was hard not to like him and even be drawn to him. People thought he was gay, but even back then, it didn't seem to matter. He had joked with Paul, even had winked at him. Deep down, Paul was even excited by it.
After work, they got in his car. When the man said he needed to grab something out of his car, Paul should of known. He really should of known. "Wait, your car is here?" he asked. The man looked at him and without missing a beat said, "Yes." Paul was silent, he just sat and waited. Unsure how to react, unsure what to do next, he sat and waited. Back in the car, conversation was light, fun even. That was his way. A way of disarming you, making it so everything he might say seemed OK.
"Have you ever had a man suck your cock, Paul?" Of course, Paul answered no, that was the truth. "Have you ever sucked a man's cock?" He then asked, with extra infliction in his voice. He laughed and shook Paul's shoulder, "Just joking with you Paul." Paul felt his cock stir in his pants, his thoughts raced, his brain seemed to tingle. Then they pulled up to the man's place, he got out and simply said, "Come in." More tingling, Paul felt frozen in place. The man looked back and almost as if calling a puppy, said "Come on." Paul got out, it seemed like slow motion, as he walked to the door.
"Yeah, come on in. Close the door." Was he just being the way he is, or was he grooming me? Paul questioned the moment, but decided he didn't mind either way. His cock stirring in his pants again said he hoped it was the second thing. He got a beer. Although too young to drink, it was not Paul's first. They sat at the counter, then moved in front of the TV. "Look man, I think you are sexy." "What?" was all the nervous teen could muster. Paul heard something like I want to suck your dick, then felt the man's hands start to undo his pants. Nervous, trembling Paul let him and in a moment of lust, even reached for, and felt, the man's cock. Maybe it was the alcohol?
Whatever the reason, Paul was instantly rock hard. The man noticed and even said something like, "Oh, you do like dick." Standing up now, he stood in front of Paul and dropped his pants to the floor. Before him was everything he had dreamed of, all of his fantasies, all of his secret desires. Paul stared, drinking him in. A lust he had never known welled up inside him. The man's cock was big. The man's cock was beautiful. A guiding hand moved Paul's face towards the hanging manhood, and desire took over. Paul rubbed his face against the man and softly moaned. He had wanted this for so long. His lips pressed against the firm flesh of his shaft. Fuck, it felt so good. 9?!09Paul's open mouth ran the cock's length, sliding it between his lips. As the man's cock hardened, Paul took it's head into his mouth. Another moan, then more of the shaft disappeared between his lips. Back and fourth, Paul sucked on hard cock. He had to feel it, he had to know! Paul pulled his eager mouth away and stroked it. That cock felt amazing in his hand! His balls, Paul had dreamed of this. He lapped at them and licked them. Paul may of heard the man laugh, but it didn't matter.
"Oh, you're gonna make me cum, man." The words rang in Paul's ears. He had always been so curious, had always wanted to know the taste. He had always wanted to make a cock cum. Another moan and an increase in his eagerness. Paul sucked hard on his cock and squeezed his balls. As if trying to encourage the cum out, he pulled and tugged on them and loved the way they felt in his hand. "Ah, yes!" was all that he heard.
The first wave of cum filled Paul's mouth and spilled out the sides. Greedily, hungrily, he didn't stop. More warm, thick cum rushed into his mouth and he swallowed it, not wanting to stop sucking, not even for a moment. Paul felt so sexy, Paul felt so arroused. Paul felt so fullfilled. He drifted back into the couch, and with the taste and sensation of that wonderful cum on his tongue, he felt the man now start to suck his own, pre cum covered cock. Paul smiled to himself and felt his orgasm build. He was going to suck that cock again, and he was gping to suck it just as soon as the man finished making him cum. It was all he wanted. It was all he could think about.
Years had gone by, but his fantasies had remained only that, only just fantasies. When Paul would look at magazines or the occasional porno, he always imagined him the girl. He didn't want to actually be a girl, but he was jealous. Jealous of how openly they could love and adore cock, pleasure it, suck it and to make it cum. He never asked for these desires, yet there they were and they ran deep, deep inside him.
Still just a teen, he started working. The money bought him a car, which in turn, brought a certain amount of freedom. A co worker of Paul's asked him for a ride home one night. This man was a charismatic man. Charming, people loved him. Witty, and fun loving, it was hard not to like him and even be drawn to him. People thought he was gay, but even back then, it didn't seem to matter. He had joked with Paul, even had winked at him. Deep down, Paul was even excited by it.
After work, they got in his car. When the man said he needed to grab something out of his car, Paul should of known. He really should of known. "Wait, your car is here?" he asked. The man looked at him and without missing a beat said, "Yes." Paul was silent, he just sat and waited. Unsure how to react, unsure what to do next, he sat and waited. Back in the car, conversation was light, fun even. That was his way. A way of disarming you, making it so everything he might say seemed OK.
"Have you ever had a man suck your cock, Paul?" Of course, Paul answered no, that was the truth. "Have you ever sucked a man's cock?" He then asked, with extra infliction in his voice. He laughed and shook Paul's shoulder, "Just joking with you Paul." Paul felt his cock stir in his pants, his thoughts raced, his brain seemed to tingle. Then they pulled up to the man's place, he got out and simply said, "Come in." More tingling, Paul felt frozen in place. The man looked back and almost as if calling a puppy, said "Come on." Paul got out, it seemed like slow motion, as he walked to the door.
"Yeah, come on in. Close the door." Was he just being the way he is, or was he grooming me? Paul questioned the moment, but decided he didn't mind either way. His cock stirring in his pants again said he hoped it was the second thing. He got a beer. Although too young to drink, it was not Paul's first. They sat at the counter, then moved in front of the TV. "Look man, I think you are sexy." "What?" was all the nervous teen could muster. Paul heard something like I want to suck your dick, then felt the man's hands start to undo his pants. Nervous, trembling Paul let him and in a moment of lust, even reached for, and felt, the man's cock. Maybe it was the alcohol?
Whatever the reason, Paul was instantly rock hard. The man noticed and even said something like, "Oh, you do like dick." Standing up now, he stood in front of Paul and dropped his pants to the floor. Before him was everything he had dreamed of, all of his fantasies, all of his secret desires. Paul stared, drinking him in. A lust he had never known welled up inside him. The man's cock was big. The man's cock was beautiful. A guiding hand moved Paul's face towards the hanging manhood, and desire took over. Paul rubbed his face against the man and softly moaned. He had wanted this for so long. His lips pressed against the firm flesh of his shaft. Fuck, it felt so good. 9?!09Paul's open mouth ran the cock's length, sliding it between his lips. As the man's cock hardened, Paul took it's head into his mouth. Another moan, then more of the shaft disappeared between his lips. Back and fourth, Paul sucked on hard cock. He had to feel it, he had to know! Paul pulled his eager mouth away and stroked it. That cock felt amazing in his hand! His balls, Paul had dreamed of this. He lapped at them and licked them. Paul may of heard the man laugh, but it didn't matter.
"Oh, you're gonna make me cum, man." The words rang in Paul's ears. He had always been so curious, had always wanted to know the taste. He had always wanted to make a cock cum. Another moan and an increase in his eagerness. Paul sucked hard on his cock and squeezed his balls. As if trying to encourage the cum out, he pulled and tugged on them and loved the way they felt in his hand. "Ah, yes!" was all that he heard.
The first wave of cum filled Paul's mouth and spilled out the sides. Greedily, hungrily, he didn't stop. More warm, thick cum rushed into his mouth and he swallowed it, not wanting to stop sucking, not even for a moment. Paul felt so sexy, Paul felt so arroused. Paul felt so fullfilled. He drifted back into the couch, and with the taste and sensation of that wonderful cum on his tongue, he felt the man now start to suck his own, pre cum covered cock. Paul smiled to himself and felt his orgasm build. He was going to suck that cock again, and he was gping to suck it just as soon as the man finished making him cum. It was all he wanted. It was all he could think about.
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