1. He Dit it in My Mouth (2) .


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, Gay, Mature, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Young, Author: brynnboi, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

    Second time with Cal, learning to suck in car and a dark, private, parking lot. ___________________________________________________________ All I could think about in the days after meeting Cal in a darkened corner of The Basement recreation center was how disturbed I felt after my first time sucking cock. I was concerned with the thought of being considered a cocksucker even though sucking was something I had wanted to do for a long time. At first, it had seemed easy for me to think of myself as innocent in the matter because, after all, it was Cal who had pushed his penis into my mouth while I had remained passive. I shucked it off as a one-time thing and not evidence that I was a cocksucker despite the longing to suck that pooled itself somewhere deep within me. But Cal had not returned to the rec center the next day nor the next nor for over a full week. His first days of absence were something I welcomed because my best friend was his granddaughter Taylor and being with her while having him around would have been very difficult. I mean, I already felt like a traitor because I had gone with her grandfather and I had gotten on my knees and he had exposed himself to me and "influenced" his cock into my mouth and the expansion of those activities led to him fucking my mouth and ejaculating in it. What kind of friend would do those things? But, after ten days, I found myself with questions and longings. Didn't he like me? If so, why hadn't he come back? Wasn't it good enough ...
    for him? Was he like the other adults in my life who didn't really care? Because he had payed attention to me and seemed to like me, he was the only man I would have sucked that first time. And since then, I craved the feel of that hard thing in my mouth and sucking on it and feeling his hands on my head and his hips moving and then, those magical moments when he filled my mouth with that nasty stuff. Despite its ill-provoking texture. I would have taken it from him over and over because I knew how much he wanted to do that. As the days passed I suppose I was giving up on him. It made it easier to be with Taylor but I just could not dispatch the desires I had felt and the feel of sucking on that hard thing and tasting it. I felt betrayed. Cal had told me so many nice things and then he had just cast me aside. I didn't mind feeling used because I have always felt that being used is part of my existence, but I did mind that he didn't like me enough to come back. I eventually put him and those disappointments behind me and I focused on my one true friend, Taylor--the girl who accepted me for who I was, a skinny, cumbersome, unconfident, unboyish boy. I suppose it was the 12th day when things changed. Cal brought Taylor to The Basement in the morning and signed her in. He didn't seem to see me and he left. In the early afternoon, I was outside and alone when I heard a horn honk briefly. When I looked in the direction of that sound, I saw Cal's older luxury four-door parked at the ...
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