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Becoming the Neighborhood Cock Sucker - Part 2 (Adult)

Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: edlangston, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

know that you enjoyed being sucked off.” Alan looked very uncomfortable and was squirming in his chair as he responded, “Fuck, Ed, did you really have to bring that shit up? I know that I enjoyed it at the time, but I moved on and got married, and haven’t thought too much about that homo shit since. I heard rumors that you were doing some really nasty stuff with some other boys too. I just don’t want to think about it or discuss it anymore.” His reluctance made me want to suck his cock more than ever, even if it would probably be the last time. So I tried to get him to sympathize with me when I fibbed a little saying, “I know what you mean, man. After high school I went thirty-seven years without even thinking about all of the cocks I sucked. Then in the last two years or so, my wife has lost all interest in sex. So when we moved here and I ran into Mike at a bar, I started to remember what I had done, as if it was just yesterday. I can’t help it, Alan. Now I’ve got these strong urges to try sucking cock again. Please, Alan, won’t you let me suck you off at least one more time?” He looked upset with me and shook his head saying, “I can’t believe that my best friend from high school is begging to suck my cock again at this point in our lives. I tell you what though, if you really want to suck my fuck meat again, then I’ll let you do it just this one last time. And since we’ve been drinking for the past hour and a half, I’m going to get nasty with you like those other boys ... did. I’ll let you suck my ass, before I wash down my cum for you, with a nice load of beer piss. So let’s go out to my van, cock sucker, so you can enjoy my meat again. And who knows, maybe I’ll like it more than I think since I’m not getting much pussy at home anymore either. We went into the side door of his full-sized van, and he sat on one of the swivel captain’s chairs in the back. Then he tilted the chair, laid back, and slid his ass to the edge of the seat and said, “If you want to suck my cock so bad, cock sucker, then you can do all of the work yourself. Take it out of my zipper or pull my pants down, whatever you want to do to get at my meat.” Alan probably thought he was somehow punishing me with his words, not knowing that I was getting even more turned on by his harsh and demeaning comments, and the thought of being submissive to him. I quickly unfastened his belt and pants, and pulled them down and completely off of his legs, along with his underwear. I sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the chair, which was then swiveled to the side facing the other captain’s chair. I got between his wide-spread legs as he lifted them onto the seat of the other chair, which gave me full access from below his crotch. The chair was at the perfect height with me sitting in front of him. His cock was still soft and bigger than I remembered, and his hairy balls were the size of eggs and hanging down over the edge of the chair in his hairy scrotum. I thought that was my last time ...