The joy of a kiss.
I was young when I discovered the joy of kissing men. Of course, being nude with them and giving into our desires together was incredible also. However, kissing, was so very intimate and just the most amazing turn on. Taboo, I knew I shouldn't do it and want it, but I did. It started as a curious desire, but the way it made me feel was addictive. It made me so hard and filled me with such lust. Those encounters always ended in the most pleasurable and powerful orgasms.
The men I met either wanted me to pleasure them, them to pleasure me, but usually to pleasure each other. Just softly pressing our lips together was enough to send my urges into overdrive. Gentle, open mouth kisses, then feeling his huge tongue touch mine. Often leading to aggressive deep, wonderful kisses. It all made me so hard and horny. Them too, such a thrill to hear and feel a man's breath, so filled with lust. To make a man tremble as he releases his seed for me, to make him moan. However, that is getting ahead of the story. It usaully started with a look, a touch, the kind that can make your hair stand on end.
I did not think of myself as a sissy or of being a submissive type, but I discovered the pleasure in it. He taught me so much and introduced me to some many first experiences. I became his cum dump, often sending me home with the taste of cum in my mouth and saliva and cum stains on my shirts. He, however, was not my first. My first was a wonderful man that lived down the street from me. I guess you always remember your first. He was tall, I remember him being so hairy. He took his time with me. Never moving forward until I asked him to. Such a nice, gentle, patient man. I remeber that first kiss. I think he had asked if I had ever kissed before. I remember the wonderful nerves of youth, so excited, so curious. His lips touching mine sent chills and tingles up my spine and made me feel the most incredible sensaions. It also made me feel and light headed, euphoric even. As if directly linked to my cock, it was so arousing. It made me wish to feel them on my cock. His touch, as if charged with electricity, made me throb. When ne brought me to climax with his mouth I never knew such pleasure. Wanting to please him and with a cock curious nature, I asked if I could see him, also. My eyes fixed on his crotch, he lowered his pants, revealing a thick patch of dark hair. I remember my incredible anticipation. Then, sliding them all the way down, his hanging, sexy cock. He looked so big, so manly. I felt that intoxicating surge of desire. So intstinctively wanting to put my lips on it. So desparately wanting to put my mouth on it. I sucked on his cock's head as he stroked himself and squeezed his own balls, showing me how to coax and milk cum out of a man. I loved it right from the start. The taste of cum was so addictive. I didn't know what the feeling of "getting high" was, but it had to be like that. Elated and euphoric.
It was not long after that I met that second man. So different than the first, but still very much the same. Deep desires and urges and needs. A wonderful kiss, making me so hard and stirring up those desires. Young, lean and thin, it was easy to assume a role for him, I think. As insatiable as I was, his need was just as strong. Often times leading to meets and hook ups in the most unlikely of places. Going down on his well defined and veiny cock at a park, a field, in a baseball dugout. Behind a building or in his car, so many times he used my mouth a fed me his creamy cum. Alone at his house, in his big bed, he had me nakedand licking his balls as he squeezed my ass. I loved licking his big sack, so musky and manly. The way it felt on my tongue and the kinky way it made me feel, so slutty and used. Squeezing my little ass, he was wanting more. He layed back and pulled his legs up, exposing himself. Grabbing for my head, he pushed my face into him and I so surprisingly licked his asshole. Imloved the way it made him moan. I licked and lapped at it, so salty and yet sweet. Such a thrill for both of us. When he but his legs down, I could sense and feel his urgency. Almost grunting, he held his erection and put his hand on my head, pushing down. I felt his cock's tip against the back of my throat, then even deeper. He made me gag, but it was the sexiest feeling. I gathered myself and dove back down his dick. Feeling him so deep, I couldn't wait for him to shoot his load down my throat. Swallowing cum made me feel so dirty and yet strangely complete. I craved it, and now also craved deep throating cock.
So many firsts with him, but the biggest had yet to come. Again, sneaking off to his place, eager to take his cum, he again nad me naked on his bed. Again, he filled his hands with my ass. I loved my role and moved next to him. Always nervous, but driven, I brought my lips to his and kissed him softly. Running his finger down my crack, he found and rubbed my opening and shoved his tongue into my mouth. Such a sissy for him, I moaned, but he was only getting started. He took saliva from his mouth and lubed his finger before pushing it inside me. I gasped, it was surprising and painful, yet so erotic. Holding it there, letting my asshole spasm and adjust, I felt it's pressure. Another wonderful, girly and submissive sensation. He pushed it deeper into me and moved it in slow circles. I was now a pillow biter, before I even know what that meant.
Pulling his lips from mine, he left me breathless as he postioned himself behind me and rubbed his hard cock along my ass crack. It felt huge. I knew I wanted to feel him inside me, but there was no way, I thought his cock was just to big. Oh, it felt so good on my sensetive opening though. Lubed up and slick, kt felt so good and I wanted it so badly. It was as if my body was craving it. As if I needed him inside me. I layed there, but remember pushing back on him and feeling his cock's head stretch my hole. Painful, yet incredible! His cock was in my ass! It was now official, I guess, and I loved it. His hands on each cheek, he spread me and pushed more dick in. All I could think was how much I wanted him to use me and how much I wanted his seed inside me. It was all a painful blur, but hearing his moans and grunts made my cock leak. I remember sliding up and down along the sheets as he moved himself in and out of me. I remember the sound he made when his dick began to spurt and spit. I layed there so satisfied as he pumped his cum into me. No condom, I didn't even know what that was.
Another man, much older than the others, was another amazing encounter. He invited me in, I could tell he was attracted to me, but did or said nothing. We were alone, I think we could sense the same need in one another. Older, grayer and yet so appealing in his kind and gentle nature. It felt right to be near him. I wanted to kiss him. He seemed nervous, it seemed he wanted me close but wasn't sure how to approach it. My young desires could make me so forward. We were standing in his living room. I stepped in closer, he seemed so much more nervous than I was. I just had to make the first move. I just went for it.
Standing close, I kissed him. I just leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. His eyes widened. I asked if we could go to his bedroom. He shook his head and said, "I'd like that." We walked in and he turned, as if waiting to see what would happen next. I reached out and started to undo his belt. I could feel myself getting harder and gentle kissed him again. I remember being so hard just from the moment and anticipation. Older, soft, gentle lips, so wonderful against mine. As pushed his pants to the floor as he finally began to touch me back. Rubbing my arms and rub my shoulders. Soft, gorgeous, hanging cock. So sexy, his cock looked so sexy! I did not know what I was expecting, but his cock looked just amazing. It felt so good on my lips, soft and sensual. I planted soft kisses along it's length and flicked my tongue on it's tip before taking in my mouth and sucking on it softly. I heard his slightly nervous voicesay, "I don't think I can get hard." Honestly, I knew then that I didn't even care. Sucking his soft dick was amazing, I found it such a turn on! I simply asked, "Do you think you can cum?" That's what I really wanted, to make this beautiful old man cum. After hearing, "I think so," I stood back up amd undressed, feeling his eyes on me. Pressing against him, I undid the buttons on his snirt and took it off of him. His musky scent was so strong! I breathed him in. It can be so arousing sometimes.
Knowing how cock can also be so arousing, I layed down on his bed and invited him to come suck my hard on. Knowing how men sometimes love the allure of youth, knowing how sucking cock makes me want to cum, I thought he might be the same. I thought, even more than my own orgasm, that it might help him reach orgasm. Loving and slow, he sucked me with moans of appreciation. Oh, his mouth felt so good. Oh, he seemed so skilled. It wasn't long before I was a quivering mass, ready to explode. I told him, "I'm going to cum!" I thought that he might stop, that he may not want it in his mouth, but he moaned even louder. Oh, yes! I thought, relaxing, lost in the pleasure of the moment and flooded his mouth with hot jizz.
So sexy, he swallowed it. I loved that! It made me want him even more. He looked up, cum clinging to his chin. Without even thinking I bent down and kissed it off him. It coated my lips and then I kissed his. He opened his mouth slightly and I tasted my own cum on my tongue. I had him laydown, and saw his sexy soft cock move from side to side. His scent filled the room. My lust was raging for him. I took his hands and moved them above his head. Sexy, musky, I breathed him in again. Leaning i to him, I put my face in his chest hair and licked his nipples and ran my tongue along the edge of his arm pit. I could taste him now, I felt as if I could even cum again, such a strange and wonderful arousal. His scent on my face, his flavor in my mouth, I went down on him again, licking and sucking his soft cock. He ran his fingers through my hair, he stroked my hair and his semen began to spill and ooze out. So amazing, his scent, his flavor, I licked it up. There is a euphoric feeling that only cums from tasting cum. I let it wash over me and continued to lick his still soft dick.
As I got dressed, he said, "I liked what we did." I smiled and said me too. He repled, "Maybe we can do more next time." I said that I would like that. I didn't know it then, but we would become close. It would be only one of many visits I would make and every visit would find us nude and in his bed again.
The men I met either wanted me to pleasure them, them to pleasure me, but usually to pleasure each other. Just softly pressing our lips together was enough to send my urges into overdrive. Gentle, open mouth kisses, then feeling his huge tongue touch mine. Often leading to aggressive deep, wonderful kisses. It all made me so hard and horny. Them too, such a thrill to hear and feel a man's breath, so filled with lust. To make a man tremble as he releases his seed for me, to make him moan. However, that is getting ahead of the story. It usaully started with a look, a touch, the kind that can make your hair stand on end.
I did not think of myself as a sissy or of being a submissive type, but I discovered the pleasure in it. He taught me so much and introduced me to some many first experiences. I became his cum dump, often sending me home with the taste of cum in my mouth and saliva and cum stains on my shirts. He, however, was not my first. My first was a wonderful man that lived down the street from me. I guess you always remember your first. He was tall, I remember him being so hairy. He took his time with me. Never moving forward until I asked him to. Such a nice, gentle, patient man. I remeber that first kiss. I think he had asked if I had ever kissed before. I remember the wonderful nerves of youth, so excited, so curious. His lips touching mine sent chills and tingles up my spine and made me feel the most incredible sensaions. It also made me feel and light headed, euphoric even. As if directly linked to my cock, it was so arousing. It made me wish to feel them on my cock. His touch, as if charged with electricity, made me throb. When ne brought me to climax with his mouth I never knew such pleasure. Wanting to please him and with a cock curious nature, I asked if I could see him, also. My eyes fixed on his crotch, he lowered his pants, revealing a thick patch of dark hair. I remember my incredible anticipation. Then, sliding them all the way down, his hanging, sexy cock. He looked so big, so manly. I felt that intoxicating surge of desire. So intstinctively wanting to put my lips on it. So desparately wanting to put my mouth on it. I sucked on his cock's head as he stroked himself and squeezed his own balls, showing me how to coax and milk cum out of a man. I loved it right from the start. The taste of cum was so addictive. I didn't know what the feeling of "getting high" was, but it had to be like that. Elated and euphoric.
It was not long after that I met that second man. So different than the first, but still very much the same. Deep desires and urges and needs. A wonderful kiss, making me so hard and stirring up those desires. Young, lean and thin, it was easy to assume a role for him, I think. As insatiable as I was, his need was just as strong. Often times leading to meets and hook ups in the most unlikely of places. Going down on his well defined and veiny cock at a park, a field, in a baseball dugout. Behind a building or in his car, so many times he used my mouth a fed me his creamy cum. Alone at his house, in his big bed, he had me nakedand licking his balls as he squeezed my ass. I loved licking his big sack, so musky and manly. The way it felt on my tongue and the kinky way it made me feel, so slutty and used. Squeezing my little ass, he was wanting more. He layed back and pulled his legs up, exposing himself. Grabbing for my head, he pushed my face into him and I so surprisingly licked his asshole. Imloved the way it made him moan. I licked and lapped at it, so salty and yet sweet. Such a thrill for both of us. When he but his legs down, I could sense and feel his urgency. Almost grunting, he held his erection and put his hand on my head, pushing down. I felt his cock's tip against the back of my throat, then even deeper. He made me gag, but it was the sexiest feeling. I gathered myself and dove back down his dick. Feeling him so deep, I couldn't wait for him to shoot his load down my throat. Swallowing cum made me feel so dirty and yet strangely complete. I craved it, and now also craved deep throating cock.
So many firsts with him, but the biggest had yet to come. Again, sneaking off to his place, eager to take his cum, he again nad me naked on his bed. Again, he filled his hands with my ass. I loved my role and moved next to him. Always nervous, but driven, I brought my lips to his and kissed him softly. Running his finger down my crack, he found and rubbed my opening and shoved his tongue into my mouth. Such a sissy for him, I moaned, but he was only getting started. He took saliva from his mouth and lubed his finger before pushing it inside me. I gasped, it was surprising and painful, yet so erotic. Holding it there, letting my asshole spasm and adjust, I felt it's pressure. Another wonderful, girly and submissive sensation. He pushed it deeper into me and moved it in slow circles. I was now a pillow biter, before I even know what that meant.
Pulling his lips from mine, he left me breathless as he postioned himself behind me and rubbed his hard cock along my ass crack. It felt huge. I knew I wanted to feel him inside me, but there was no way, I thought his cock was just to big. Oh, it felt so good on my sensetive opening though. Lubed up and slick, kt felt so good and I wanted it so badly. It was as if my body was craving it. As if I needed him inside me. I layed there, but remember pushing back on him and feeling his cock's head stretch my hole. Painful, yet incredible! His cock was in my ass! It was now official, I guess, and I loved it. His hands on each cheek, he spread me and pushed more dick in. All I could think was how much I wanted him to use me and how much I wanted his seed inside me. It was all a painful blur, but hearing his moans and grunts made my cock leak. I remember sliding up and down along the sheets as he moved himself in and out of me. I remember the sound he made when his dick began to spurt and spit. I layed there so satisfied as he pumped his cum into me. No condom, I didn't even know what that was.
Another man, much older than the others, was another amazing encounter. He invited me in, I could tell he was attracted to me, but did or said nothing. We were alone, I think we could sense the same need in one another. Older, grayer and yet so appealing in his kind and gentle nature. It felt right to be near him. I wanted to kiss him. He seemed nervous, it seemed he wanted me close but wasn't sure how to approach it. My young desires could make me so forward. We were standing in his living room. I stepped in closer, he seemed so much more nervous than I was. I just had to make the first move. I just went for it.
Standing close, I kissed him. I just leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. His eyes widened. I asked if we could go to his bedroom. He shook his head and said, "I'd like that." We walked in and he turned, as if waiting to see what would happen next. I reached out and started to undo his belt. I could feel myself getting harder and gentle kissed him again. I remember being so hard just from the moment and anticipation. Older, soft, gentle lips, so wonderful against mine. As pushed his pants to the floor as he finally began to touch me back. Rubbing my arms and rub my shoulders. Soft, gorgeous, hanging cock. So sexy, his cock looked so sexy! I did not know what I was expecting, but his cock looked just amazing. It felt so good on my lips, soft and sensual. I planted soft kisses along it's length and flicked my tongue on it's tip before taking in my mouth and sucking on it softly. I heard his slightly nervous voicesay, "I don't think I can get hard." Honestly, I knew then that I didn't even care. Sucking his soft dick was amazing, I found it such a turn on! I simply asked, "Do you think you can cum?" That's what I really wanted, to make this beautiful old man cum. After hearing, "I think so," I stood back up amd undressed, feeling his eyes on me. Pressing against him, I undid the buttons on his snirt and took it off of him. His musky scent was so strong! I breathed him in. It can be so arousing sometimes.
Knowing how cock can also be so arousing, I layed down on his bed and invited him to come suck my hard on. Knowing how men sometimes love the allure of youth, knowing how sucking cock makes me want to cum, I thought he might be the same. I thought, even more than my own orgasm, that it might help him reach orgasm. Loving and slow, he sucked me with moans of appreciation. Oh, his mouth felt so good. Oh, he seemed so skilled. It wasn't long before I was a quivering mass, ready to explode. I told him, "I'm going to cum!" I thought that he might stop, that he may not want it in his mouth, but he moaned even louder. Oh, yes! I thought, relaxing, lost in the pleasure of the moment and flooded his mouth with hot jizz.
So sexy, he swallowed it. I loved that! It made me want him even more. He looked up, cum clinging to his chin. Without even thinking I bent down and kissed it off him. It coated my lips and then I kissed his. He opened his mouth slightly and I tasted my own cum on my tongue. I had him laydown, and saw his sexy soft cock move from side to side. His scent filled the room. My lust was raging for him. I took his hands and moved them above his head. Sexy, musky, I breathed him in again. Leaning i to him, I put my face in his chest hair and licked his nipples and ran my tongue along the edge of his arm pit. I could taste him now, I felt as if I could even cum again, such a strange and wonderful arousal. His scent on my face, his flavor in my mouth, I went down on him again, licking and sucking his soft cock. He ran his fingers through my hair, he stroked my hair and his semen began to spill and ooze out. So amazing, his scent, his flavor, I licked it up. There is a euphoric feeling that only cums from tasting cum. I let it wash over me and continued to lick his still soft dick.
As I got dressed, he said, "I liked what we did." I smiled and said me too. He repled, "Maybe we can do more next time." I said that I would like that. I didn't know it then, but we would become close. It would be only one of many visits I would make and every visit would find us nude and in his bed again.
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