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CHAT WITH ROB(IN)
Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Hardcore, Author: bobapple, Rating: 80, Source: xHamster
stop by the park. He reaches over and gets me to sit beside him. He starts to kiss me. He is a good kisser and I kiss him back. He takes my left hand and rubs it over his crotch. He has a considerable bulge and as I massage it, I can feel his cock getting bigger. He pushes the seat back. Undoes his belt, unfastens his pants and pulls his zipper down. He rises off the seat & lowers his pants to his knees. He takes my hand again and wraps my fingers around his cock. It is huge. My fingers do not go around it. I exclaim "Wow, is that ever big." He looks around to see if anyone is nearby. There isn't and he asks "Do you wanna see it?" "Hell, yeah" I reply. He turns on the overhead dome light. His cock is fat & long & he has no skin at the end of his cock. His cockhead is smooth & pink & larger around than his cock. He turns the light off and puts my fingers around it again. He covers my hand and motions me to move it up and down. I do and he is humming and moaning with excitement. He puts a hand behind my head and pushes me down towards his cock. I know what he wants, so I take him into my mouth. I should say, I take some of him in my mouth. He is just so big! I suck that massive cock and move my head up and down in a steady rhythm. With a hand around the base of his cock, when I go down on it, my lips don't quite touch my hand. If I went any further down on him, I'd choke and gag. I apply lots of suction into blowing him and judging from the gasps and ... moans and his writhing on the seat, I think he likes it. Suddenly he cums. I wasn't expecting it and I open my mouth wide and cum spills out of my mouth. I keep bobbing up and down though and I can taste his creamy cum. He says "Maybe I should have asked if you spit or swallow?" "What does that mean?" I ask. "Whether you like to swallow all a guy's cum or do you spit it out without swallowing. Didn't Hank go off in your mouth?" Oh! Oh! It seems Hank has been telling the boys about us. I am hurt and shocked that he would do so. "He told you what we did?" I ask. "Oops, sorry, I shouldn't have said anything but yes Hank told us all every day what went on in his truck the night before. That wasn't very discrete of him and I am sorry that he is such a rat. Rest assured, I will not do likewise. What we do, stays between us." I ask him "Where is Hank?" He replies "Oh, he & his f****y moved to Houston on Sunday. Both he & his wife got jobs there a month ago. They have been planning this move and packing for a month. I gather he didn't tell you?" "No, he never mentioned it." I start to cry. Dale puts his arms around me and consoles me. He is really being kind and considerate. When I've quit blubbering, I get out of the truck and walk home. I never go back to the cafe for the usual nightly get together. I can just imagine all the guys talking about me, the town cocksucker! The following week, one night I see Dale's truck ...