My name is Mason, and my wife, Emma, and I are fifty-two years old and living in a blue-collar suburb of Birmingham, Alabama. Our kids are grown and out on their own, and I was enjoying my sex life with Emma and the freedom of an empty-nester lifestyle, at least until Emma became premenopausal, and lost interest in sex. This story is about the events that began about two years ago when I started exploring an outlet for my sexual frustrations.
I’ve worked in a steel mill most of my life and always considered myself to be a rugged, good old Alabama, man’s man, like all my coworkers and neighbors. My closest friend and neighbor, Logan, and I work together in the steel mill, and he’s as rough and crude as they come. His wife is Abigail, who most people call Abi.
My other close friends, Jacob, and David also work at the steel mill, and we’ve all been friends since elementary school. We have remained close by going on frequent hunting and fishing trips, joining bowling leagues together, having frequent poker nights, and helping each other work on our trucks and other projects. And it was common for us to talk about the pretty ladies we’d see when we were out together, and even tease about each other’s wives, because of our testosterone-fueled, heterosexual backgrounds.
Because of my masculine self-image, I was embarrassed for myself when I started going online to porn sites for whacking material, after Emma lost interest in sex, especially since I found that I was attracted to not only the photos and videos of women, but I was also becoming fascinated with the men’s genitals. I had seen many naked boys in the showers in high school and naked men in the showers at work, but there was never a sexual context with them.
After looking at photos and videos for a while I began reading cuckold stories, which were oddly arousing to me, even though I hadn’t previously thought about wanting to see Emma with other men. And reading about the cuckold husbands sucking the cocks of their wives’ lovers, led me to reading bisexual stories.
Some of the stories I read had interesting scenarios, which reminded me of situations I had been in with Logan and my other friends on our hunting and fishing trips, bowling nights, poker nights, and other situations where just us guys were out together and drinking. We had known each other for decades, but I didn’t start having thoughts about sucking their cocks in those situations until reading the cuckold and bisexual stories.
I was becoming obsessed with reading about and seeing other men’s cocks and balls, especially the ones that are bigger and thicker on soft, with big, low-hanging balls. That’s when I started thinking more about my friends and other men I had seen in the showers at the steel mill, especially Logan, who has what appears to be an uncircumcised, extremely thick, seven-inch long cock on soft, and lemon-sized, low-hanging balls, and my other friends are well-hung too.
Somewhere along the way I started fantasizing about really trying to find a man to fondle and maybe even suck his cock, after never having homosexual thoughts before, but I had no idea where to look, since all the men I knew were tough alpha-males, who would likely kick my ass if I suggested something like that. Then the answer came to me in a bisexual cock sucking story I read.
I learned that Craigslist allowed sexual personal ads until August 2018, when the ‘Fight Online Sex Trafficking Act’ was passed by congress, and Craigslist shut down those personal ads for fear of liability. Fortunately, a new personal contact site, named Doublelist, began in March of 2018, and according to the author of the story, it is probably the most similar replacement for the discontinued Craigslist personals.
Doublelist is heavily moderated and doesn’t allow as much explicit content in the way of photos and posting headings, but it still provides the basic features of Craigslist by allowing men and women to anonymously post personal ads, and in the body of the ads allows them to be very explicit about their desires, to elicit contact from others.
I joined the Doublelist site, which is free, and over a period of a couple of weeks, reading postings when I had time alone on my computer in the evenings, I read hundreds of ads, and soon started to differentiate between the men who were more on the homosexual side, talking in terms of hugging, kissing, and romance, versus the typically older, bisexual men just looking to give or get relief, or both, since they weren’t getting it at home from their wives.
It was embarrassing for me knowing that I was fantasizing about sucking other men’s cocks, and I struggled with my diminished self-esteem, thinking that my friends would be disappointed and might even become abusive to me if they found out I was fantasizing about sucking cocks, and even their cocks, since I had seen them in the showers so many times. I had also read somewhere that the Birmingham area is one of the least gay cities in the country, and I was concerned about running into some homophobes.
Making a First Contact
I was disappointed with many of the postings on Doublelist, since I was looking for another mature, married man who just wanted to have his cock sucked, without any of the huggy, kissy stuff, and one who didn’t want to return the favor. For some reason I was identifying with the submissive men in the stories I had been reading, and I just wanted to suck another man with no reciprocation, at least at first.
One Thursday night when I was online it was getting late, and I was just about to log off, when I saw a posting that interested me. The heading read, “Mature Husband Needs a Man’s Warm Mouth to Feed”.
There were no photos, and the body of the message read, “50 yo married man not getting sexual relief at home, and I don’t want to cheat on my wife with another woman. Seeking another, mostly straight married man in his 40s or 50s to suck my cock and swallow my cum, with no reciprocation. Nervous since this is my first time doing this, and we must be careful not to be found out. You can contact me at the following email address.”
I won’t disclose his email address, and since I had recently established a private Yahoo email account, I wrote back. He was using the name, Cody, which was probably not his real name, and I used a fake name, saying, “Wow, Cody, your posting sounds perfect for me. I’m Jimmy, a 50 yo married man who has never done anything like this either, and I want to try sucking the cock and balls of a straight man like you. This is embarrassing for me, but I want to try it, and secrecy is also important to me. Please send photos of your cock and balls and give me some idea when and where we can meet.”
He must have been interested because he replied in about five minutes, with three photos attached, saying, “Thanks for the response, Jimmy. We can’t meet at my home since my wife is always around, so you’ll need to be able to host at your home or have some other idea of how we could meet. And I want to make it clear that I’m just looking for a cock sucker, and we won’t be doing anything except feed you my cock and cum.”
Cody’s photos were arousing, with a frontal view of his soft, thick, uncircumcised cock that appeared to be about seven inches long, and a big set of lemon-sized balls hanging down even below his cock. Another was of his cock hard, which appeared to be about nine inches long and even thicker, followed by a photo from behind with him bending over, and his cock and balls dangling between his legs.
I excitedly wrote back, “Oh shit, Cody, your cock and balls are amazing, and I’m hungrier than ever to try sucking you. My wife is home most of the time too and it would normally be hard for me to host. But she’s going to visit her parents in Memphis this weekend, and you can come over on either Saturday or Sunday, or both if it works out well for both of us.”
“But I don’t want to share my address online, and we can meet in the parking lot of a strip mall (which I gave him the name of) that’s about two miles from my home, and you can follow me back here. Let me know what day and time is good for you, and I’ll provide the address of the strip mall.”
He wrote back, “Yeah, I know that strip mall, and it’s not far from my home either. Let’s meet there at 10:00 am on Saturday. I’ll be driving an old, black, Ford F-250. What will you be driving?”
I responded, “I’m really getting nervous now, since my friends are rugged rednecks like me, and they would be so disappointed in me and kick my ass if they knew I was even thinking of doing something like this. It’s different for you, since you’re the one having your cock sucked, and I don’t think most men would turn down a blowjob. But I’m still up for it, and I’ll be driving an old, blue, Ram 2500. See you Saturday morning, and please take it easy with me, since this is all new to me.”
It was nerve-wracking at work on Friday, trying to face my friends at lunch, feeling guilty about what I was going to do on Saturday, and worried that they might somehow be able to read my mind and find out. I made it through lunch okay, and then Logan and I were talking as we worked with the molding equipment.
Logan’s my next-door neighbor and I wanted to find out what his plans were for Saturday, so I could determine if I needed to find some excuse to give why a stranger in an F-250 would be parking in front of my home and coming in. But before I could say anything, Logan asked, “What are your plans for the weekend, old buddy, since you told me on Monday that Emma was going to Memphis for the weekend?”
That gave me an opportunity to give an excuse ahead of time that he might see some activity at my home, and answered, “I’ve got a bunch of errands to run in the morning, so I’ll be in and out, and I might get a guy over here to look at our deck, which needs repairs. But I should be free in the afternoon if you’d like to do something. What about your plans for tomorrow?”
He replied, “I’ve got a few errands to run in the morning too, but then should be free in the afternoon. But look, man, since Emma is leaving this afternoon, why don’t you come over and join Abi and me for dinner tomorrow night?”
I was happy to have a distraction to stop thinking about meeting Cody on Saturday, and gladly accepted his invitation.
Surprise Meeting
Saturday morning came quickly, and I got up early to clear some of the junk out of our spare bedroom, where I was planning on sucking Cody. I wanted the room to be neat, and was embarrassed for myself again, having a weird feeling like I was a girl preparing for my date when I knew I would be fucked in the mouth.
After that I showered, shaved, and got dressed, so I’d be ready to leave home at about 9:50 am, which would get me to the parking lot a few minutes early. I backed out of my garage and was pulling onto the street, when I noticed Logan in his driveway unloading bags of mulch and topsoil, which must have been one of his errands that morning. I noticed he was getting back in his truck as I drove away, and that’s when it occurred to me that his truck is an old, black Ford F-250. I remembered thinking to myself, “There are a lot of black Ford F-250s in our area, and there’s no way that’s Cody.”
I got to the strip mall and parked farther out on the lot, away from the stores, where there were fewer cars so Cody could find me more easily. The gravity of what I was doing hit home as I sat there waiting, and I was apprehensive and embarrassed about facing a man for the first time, with both of us knowing I had asked to suck his cock.
Three or four minutes later I saw a black Ford F-250 pulling into the parking lot, and as it approached, I was a nervous wreck. He pulled into the space next to mine, but in the opposite direction, so or driver-side windows would be next to each other. I think we were both shocked when we recognized each other, and Logan saw that it was me staring back at him.
Logan spoke first, asking, “Holy shit, Mason, what are you doing here?”
Being the one in the weaker position, as the future cock sucker, I was more nervous and embarrassed, and I knew I looked guilty, as I tried ineffectively to lie, saying, “Uh, well, uh, hi Logan, I was just sitting here for a few minutes after, uh, after running into the convenience store for something. What are you doing here?”
He saw through my bullshit and took a more assertive stance, saying, “Yeah right, Mason, I’ll bet you’re really the Jimmy I was talking with online, and we were meeting here so I could follow you home, and let you suck my cock. Damn, man, how could you ever agree to suck a man’s cock like that?”
I pretty much admitted I was Jimmy, by asking, “Well what about you, Logan, or should I say, Cody, making arrangements to have a man suck your cock?”
Logan answered, “Yeah, well, this all seems pretty fucked up now, but I think it’s worse being a man sucking cocks, than it is for me to have a man suck my cock. I would never have guessed you’d be into this shit. Fuck, I was really looking forward to having my cock sucked too.”
I was no longer thinking about sucking his cock, and instead wanted to find a way to defuse the situation, so we could remain friends. So, I said, “Well, as fucked up as this is, we’re still friends, and I’d like to keep being friends. Maybe we should at least go back to my place and talk this through a little bit.”
He agreed, and we went back home, with Logan parking in his driveway. I handed him a cold beer when he came over and said, “Here, Logan, let’s sit back on the deck and talk this shit through.”
We got settled on the deck and Logan said, “I probably should have seen this coming. Of course, I know that you have an old, blue Ram 2500, and you told me at work that Emma was going to Memphis this weekend. But fuck, old buddy, how did you get a desire to suck cocks?”
I went through the details of after Emma lost interest in sex, I started going to porn sites and reading stories, and then said, “I don’t understand it myself, Logan. I was getting so horny, and I seemed to gravitate to and identify with the more submissive characters in the stories. I couldn’t help thinking about the boys I saw in the showers in high school and the men at work, including you, and I decided to try sucking a cock, at least one time, to get it out of my system. Another factor is that some of the stories involve scenarios that we do together as friends, like hunting, fishing, and bowling, where one or more of the friends is a cock sucker. What about you?”
Logan replied, “Well, as I said in my email, Abi lost interest in sex too, and I was trying to get a blowjob instead of jerking off all the time. I figured that if I could find a mostly straight man out there who was just interested in sucking cock, and not all the huggy, kissy shit, then that would be a good way to get relief. I would never have guessed that my best friend is a cock sucker.”
I laughed nervously and said, “Well, I’m not a cock sucker, Logan, at least not yet. And even though it’s humiliating facing you, my best friend, like this, I’m not going to lie and tell you that this urge has gone away. And if you think about it, why would it make a difference to you if it’s a friend or a stranger sucking you off?”
He thought for a few seconds, and asked, “What are you saying, Mason? Are you saying that you’d still like to suck my cock?”
I replied, “Yes, if I thought we could do this and remain friends. You know, maybe we can compartmentalize this aspect of our friendship, and otherwise try to go on as in the past. I mean, I think we’re already over the shock and embarrassment of it, at least I am, so why not do the fun part for both of us?”
Logan asked, “Do you mean right here, and right now?”
I responded, “We probably should go inside to the spare bedroom, so the neighbors don’t see us, but yeah, why not now? You’ll just have to remember that I’ve never done this before, and I’ll need to learn as I go, and rely on the stories I’ve read for pointers.”
He said, “Okay, Mason, if you’re sure, because I’ve got a backed-up, monster load to feed you. I’ve never had a man suck my cock either, so I guess we can learn together.”
Giving My First Blowjob
We got to the bedroom, and he asked, “So, how do we do this?”
I replied, “I guess, just take all your clothes off, so I’ll have full access, and sit on the side of the bed.”
It was strange watching my friend striping down in front of me, and I watched his big cock and balls swinging between his legs as he got undressed and sat on the side of the bed with his legs spread. I moved between his legs on my knees, and it felt even stranger when I touched his hairy legs with my hands for support, as I leaned closer to his crotch. His strong, sweaty, musky aroma was just like I had read about, and was somehow intoxicating to me, as well as being a reminder that I was close to having oral sex with a rugged man.
I was too embarrassed to even look up at his face as I gripped his meat, and I was impressed with and aroused by his thick, uncircumcised cock that was seven inches long on soft. His big balls were hanging down over the edge of the bed. His genitals were just as I remembered them from the showers and the photos he sent me.
He flinched a little when I took the head of his meaty cock in my mouth and first sucked the big head, and then sucked more into my mouth, as I felt his foreskin slipping up and down. And as I had read about, I pushed my arms under his thighs and ass, and he instinctively moved his legs over my shoulders, before pulling two of the pillows over behind his back so he could lean back.
His cock was already oozing precum, which was a little bitter, but tasted good, and I began sucking his cock, and not just moving up and down on it. Logan was moaning quietly and said, “You must have learned well from those stories, Mason, because your sucking feels so fucking good. Abigail would rarely suck my cock, and when she did, she just went up and down on it, without sucking. Your mouth feels like a tight, wet, sucking cunt on my cock.”
I loved the feeling and taste of his big cock in my mouth, as I sucked him in deeper and deeper, while holding onto his thighs and ass for leverage. I couldn’t help the sucking and slurping sounds I was making. That somehow made it even more humiliating for me, with him being able to hear how I was hungrily slurping on his cock.
He pulled his legs more tightly against my back and started humping into my mouth. I liked him taking charge that way, because I think it was easier on my ego to feel like I was being ‘forced’ to suck his cock. Logan was breathing harder as he said, “Holy shit, old buddy, we should have tried this years ago. I love having my cock sucked, and you must be a natural at it, since you’re catching on so quickly.”
I continued sucking and slurping on his cock for what seemed like five minutes, when I felt his cock hardening more and beginning to flex, as he called out, “Oh fuck, oh shit, I’m cumming in your cock sucking mouth. Don’t you dare pull away, because I want all of my cum in your mouth and belly.”
Spurt after spurt of his bitter cum was shooting into my mouth. I had read that cum can taste differently with men, and depending on their diet, and his bitter cum made it more arousing. That was such an erotic moment, just as I had read about, feeling his primal, throbbing, ejaculation breeding my mouth. I kept sucking and swallowing as his cock spurted six, seven, eight, and then nine times, and I loved the creamy texture of his cum.
I continued sucking his softening cock, and although I read that some men get sensitive and want the cock sucker to stop after they cum, he loved it, and continued to hump my mouth, saying, “Oh, man, you drained my cock of a three-week load, and kept sucking for more. I’ve never felt anything like that. You mentioned in your email something about sucking my balls, which I hadn’t thought of, and I want you to do that too.”
His musky aroma was more intense as I moved down to suck his balls, and that seemed somehow more intimate and submissive than sucking his cock. Testicles are the essence of a man’s masculinity, where he produces the seeds to breed and propagate our species, and I had not only sucked his cock and swallowed his sperm, but I was then sucking his balls and paying homage to his dominance over me.
I licked and sucked his sweaty and hairy scrotum, before taking his lemon-sized, low-hanging testicles into my mouth, one at a time, as Logan laughed and said, “Oh fuck, no offense, old buddy, but I like seeing down there sucking my cock and balls. I’m surprised by how fast you’ve gotten into it, and how good you are at it. Are you sure that I’m the first man you’ve sucked?”
It was hard to talk with my full his balls, and I kept sucking, getting more into it, as I realized that I loved having my face pressed into his hairy crotch. Then something happened I wasn’t sure was an accident or not, but Logan pivoted his hips farther back while I was sucking under and behind his balls, and suddenly I was faced with his long, thick, bulging perineum.
I began sucking his perineum, because I thought he was giving me a hint to suck him there, and it was even gamier all the way in his crotch like that. I licked, sucked, and munched on his perineum before realizing that my chin was pressing into his ass, and my mouth was only an inch or so from his asshole at the bottom of his perineum. That turned me on too, but I had no intention of rimming his ass, which I had read about too.
Logan said, ‘Damn, Mason, I was just adjusting my position to be a little more comfortable, and never expected you’d suck down there so close to my ass. But shit, man, that feels so good, and maybe someday I can get you to suck my crack and asshole for me.”
He finally released the pressure from his legs, and I moved up to sit on the bed next to him. He didn’t put his clothes on as he laid back on the bed, with his soft cock and balls in view, when he said, “I was just hoping for a blowjob, but this turned into much more. I mean, Abi just moved up and down on my meat, and didn’t suck it like you did, and she damn sure never got close to my balls and ass. It was fantastic for me on the receiving end of your wet mouth, but how was it for you.”
I answered, “Just from reading about this shit, I had no idea how arousing it would be to suck a flesh and blood cock and balls, and all the rest. I kind of got into a frenzy, and just wanted to make you happy. So, it was amazing for me too.”
Logan said, “I’m glad we went through with it, even after the embarrassment of meeting in the parking lot like that, and I’d sure like to keep using your cunt mouth. With all the activities we do with our friends away from home, there should be plenty of opportunities. And even at home, there’ll be opportunities with us living next door. I can see you coming over to my work shed on a Saturday morning, to drain my cock. How about that, Mason, are you willing to suck my cock regularly for me?”
I replied, “Yes, I would like to suck you regularly, but it might be hard when we’re out with Jacob and David too.”
He laughed and said, “Well, after the way you went after my cock and balls, I’m pretty sure you’d like sucking them too. We’re bound to get caught anyway if we’re camping with them or something, and we try to find a few minutes away from them for you to suck me. So, you might want to plan on feeding from them too.”
I said, “Whoa, Logan, I hadn’t considered that. I mean, I found you on Doublelist, just to see what it was like to suck a cock, but now I know that I like it. If I’m going to suck the others, we’ll have to find a way to bring it up, maybe next weekend when we’re up at the lake camping and fishing for three days and two nights. We always get drunk anyway, and you could mention how horny you are with Abi not fucking you or something, and that you could use a blowjob from anyone, even a man. We’ll see how that gets the others talking, and maybe we can come up with a way for someone to dare me to suck them.”
We talked for a few more minutes, before I leaned in to casually suck his cock and balls for another hour, without him even asking me. I was between his legs with him lying back on the bed, and when he was ready to cum again, I sucked him harder as he rolled mostly on top of me and fucked my mouth. I liked being pinned under him like that and taking his second load as he fucked my mouth.
Logan had been at my home for almost two hours by then, and as he was getting dressed, he said, “I’d better get home before Abi gets suspicious, but I’d still like you to come for dinner tonight. Maybe after dinner we can find a way to give you more of my creamy dessert.”
I did go over for dinner that night, after which Abigail was watching television, when Logan asked me to go to his work shed to show me something. I sucked him off again, and I previously had no idea that he was so horny and could cum so many times in a day. I even sucked him off a few times at work the following week when we had opportunities to go to the restroom together.
The Fishing Trip
Logan has a twenty-one feet long bass boat, and we all got together on Thursday night at his home to get our fishing gear, camping supplies, and food together, including four cases of beer. We took off work on Friday, and left early, stopping to fill our coolers with ice, and made the three-hour drive to the lake. It’s a beautiful lake in a remote location, with no amenities other than a crude boat ramp, and by noon we had the boat in the water and our tent set up in the trees only about fifty feet from the lake’s edge. There were no other campers at the lake yet, so we had it all to ourselves.
It was too early for afternoon fishing, so we started drinking beer and cooked a nice lunch over the campfire, hoping that our next meals would be fish we caught. By about 3:00 pm, and after having several beers each, we were mellowed out and feeling no pain, as we headed out on the lake. Logan piloted the boat to one of our favorite fishing holes, and then he started the usual banter we have when it’s just us guys together.
We had been drinking beer and fishing for several hours, having caught four fish, when Logan said, “I hope you guys are having better luck with your wives than I’m having with Abi. She’s been losing interest in sex for the past several years now, and I’m having to resort to lady five fingers for relief. How about you guys?”
Abi had been active sexually in high school, and fucked all of us, plus many other boys, so Jacob was being a smart ass, saying, “That’s pretty funny, but also a damn shame, Logan. Abi sure wasn’t bashful about spreading her legs for all of us in high school, at least until you started going steady with her and fucked it up for the rest of us. But I know what you mean, since my wife is stingy with that slimy thing between her legs too.”
Then David rubbed it in, and busted Logan’s chops a little more, saying, “Yeah, no offense, Logan, but Abi could give a mean blowjob too. It’s too bad she’s not at least doing that for you.”
Logan was getting the responses he wanted, and as he started the engine and headed back to shore, he said, “Thanks a lot, assholes. I’m glad you fuckers had fun with my future wife, but don’t forget that I fucked your wives back then too, at one time or another. I have to tell you, though, that a blowjob from anyone would be good now, man or woman, and your wives were good at bobbing on my knob too.”
We got back to camp and were busy cleaning our fish and getting things ready for dinner, so the teasing comments didn’t resume until we had eaten, cleaned up, and were sitting in our camp chairs around the campfire drinking more beer in the waning twilight.
Everyone was pleasantly inebriated, and Jacob asked, “Were you serious, Logan, when you said you’d be okay with a man sucking your cock? That’s a shock, man, since we’ve never thought too kindly of men who suck cocks.”
Logan replied, “Yeah, I don’t see it as being a big deal like I used to. A warm, wet mouth is a warm, wet mouth, and why should it matter to me which one I’m shooting my load into? And all cock suckers probably aren’t flaming gays either. I’ll bet there are plenty of married guys our ages who aren’t getting anything at home that wouldn’t mind getting a blowjob from another married man, who for some reason acquired a taste for cock. It’s probably easier and less risky than trying to fuck around with other women.”
David said, “I don’t know, man, I guess it would depend on the circumstances and how horny I was. But I would for sure want to be on the receiving end, rather than , you know, than giving. What about you, Mason, you haven’t had much to say about this shit?”
I answered and lied, saying, “I don’t know, David, I’ve never given this much thought. But I’m not getting any pussy at home either, and I can understand what Logan was saying about some men finding it easier to get blowjobs from other men instead of messing with other women. And I guess I can see how some men might become attracted to other men’s cocks when they’re older, get horny and decide to go for it.”
Jacob chimed in, sarcastically saying, “Damn, Mason, that’s awfully open-minded of you, and I’ve never known you to have any compassion for cock suckers. In fact, we used to make comments among ourselves about gay guys and wonder how they could have developed the nasty desire to take cocks into their mouths. But hey, maybe that’s a sign that you’ve thought about doing it yourself.”
We were used to giving one another shit like that, although never before about cock sucking, and I taunted him, saying, “Yeah, right, fuck you, Jacob. Don’t try to point the finger at me just to cover up your desire to suck cock.”
He responded, “Fuck you, man, I think you really want to suck cock, but you’re too chickenshit to ask for it. I dare you to suck my cock, motherfucker.”
I know this is juvenile, but in our redneck culture, at least among my group of friends, we take dares seriously. Everyone knows that you don’t dare somebody to do something unless you think it’s reasonable and really expect them to do it. And the one who’s dared almost always feels compelled to go through with it. So, I said, “Come on, Jacob, take that shit back. I’m not going to suck your cock, and you probably don’t have enough meat to be worth sucking anyway.”
Logan smiled, since we both knew from the showers that Jacob has a thick, uncircumcised, meaty cock almost as big as his, and he helped encourage things by butting in, saying, “Come on, Mason, don’t be a fucking pussy. A dare’s a dare, and we’re all friends here. Everyone is too drunk to remember it anyway.”
Seeing how the conversation was going, David sensed it might just happen and thought it would be funny to see me suck Jacob’s cock. He tried to persuade me too, saying, “Yeah, Mason, do it, suck Jacob’s cock. And you should know from the showers at work that it’s a plenty big mouthful, just like mine and Logan’s.”
I acted like I was agonizing over the decision, and asked, “Oh shit, Jacob, you really want me to do this? If I do, none of you assholes better tell anyone about it. And fuck, do you expect me to suck you all the way?”
Then everyone knew it was going to happen, and Jacob took off his shoes before standing up and unsteadily pushing his shorts and underwear down and off, before sitting back in his chair, and answering, “Hell yeah, what’s the point of getting a blowjob if I don’t get off?”
They were all chanting, “Suck it, suck it, suck it”, as I got on my knees between Jacob’s legs. I paused for a few seconds, acting as if I were hesitant, and took in the pleasing, heady aroma of his crotch, which was musky and sweaty after the drive to the lake and then hours in the sun, and tentatively took his meaty cock into my hand.
His cock is uncircumcised, thick, and meaty like Logan’s, and maybe six inches long on soft, and his big plum-sized balls were hanging low over the edge of the seat. I looked up at Jacob pleadingly, as if I were asking him to reconsider, and he said, “Suck it, man. You’ve come this far, and I really need to get off.”
I took the precum-oozing head of his cock into my mouth, as I reached around to hug his naked ass for balance and began sucking and moving up and down on his hardening meat. His cock quickly hardened to over eight inches long, as I sucked it deeper into my mouth, making it clear that I wasn’t going to move away in disgust.
Jacob said, “Holy fucking shit, Mason, I wasn’t really serious about you sucking my cock, and thought you’d pull away. I never thought you’d do it, dare or no dare. But oh fuck, that feels so good; keep on sucking, buddy, I can feel my cream churning for you.”
I continued sucking, as I moved one hand from his ass and fondled his balls, and I was making the same sucking and slurping sounds as with Logan. They knew I was really into it when I didn’t pull away, even after Jacob said he didn’t think I would do it, and I had given up all my self-respect, as I sucked one friend’s cock, as the other two watched.
After sucking Jacob for a few minutes, I heard David pulling down his zipper, and saying, “Come on, Logan, let’s get our pants off. If Mason is that much into sucking Jacob’s cock, then he’ll probably be hungry for more. This seems to be the perfect circumstances, and I’m so horny after the conversations and seeing Mason sucking.”
I sucked his cock for a few more minutes, and then as I felt it stiffen even more and began to throb, Jacob held my head in place with his hands, and said, “Oh fuck, keeping sucking, old buddy, while I drain my cock into your cunt mouth.”
His cock flexed and spasmed, and I felt and tasted spurt after spurt of his thick, tasty cum. I continued sucking and swallowing even as it softened, and he said, “Damn, guys, Mason’s swallowing my cum and sucking for more. You’ve got to try this. It’s a lot better blowjob than I ever got from my wife, and she’s always said that swallowing cum is so nasty. But fuck, Mason seems to love it.”
I continued sucking until his cock was drained, and then I pulled off and moved down to suck his balls. I pulled his big testicles into my mouth one at a time, as Jacob said, “He’s sucking my balls now, without me even asking, and that feels so good.”
He squirmed into my face and moved his legs over my shoulders as I sucked his balls, and when I stopped after about five minutes, I looked up to see all my friends smiling down at me. I was so humiliated, and said, “This is so embarrassing, guys, and I don’t quite know what got into me. I thought I might just lick Jacob’s cock or something and quit, but I found out that I liked sucking him. You guys must really think I’m fucked up now.”
David said, “Yeah, you might be fucked up, but you’re fucked-up for us, and I think we all could use your mouth. I know it felt good for Jacob, because his eyes rolled back in his head when you were sucking him, and especially when he ejaculated into your mouth. And if you liked sucking him, I know you’ll love sucking all of us. Let’s take this into our tent where we’ll be more comfortable, and in case someone comes cruising by on the lake.”
With all the beer we had been drinking, we went behind the tent to take a piss before going inside, and I enjoyed watching my friends as they waved their cocks around, tracing patterns in the sand. Only a minute or so later, we were inside and all of them were naked.
It was warm that time of year, and since we had a big tent, we had two sleeping bags unzipped and spread out beside each other, on top of air pads. The other two bags were unzipped and spread on top of them. That made a roomy and cushy bedding area big enough for four big men to sleep comfortably side by side.
David laid back with his head on a rolled-up blanket, as I moved between his legs without being asked to. His cock is uncircumcised too, about the same size as Jacob’s, and I began sucking him as the men cheered me on. I didn’t hesitate, even though his foreskin was still wet with and oozing piss. Jacob noticed, saying, “Look at that, Logan. David didn’t shake his cock very well after pissing, and Mason gobbled it down anyway. I wonder if he’d like a little more piss, and what other nasty shit he’ll do for us?”
I enjoyed sucking his cock laying down like that, and I was soon taking it into my throat, to the balls. It felt more intimate holding onto to his hairy, naked hips and ass, as I did with Jacob, and Logan before that, than it was just having his cock in my mouth. Guys like us were just never comfortable touching other men, and there I was sucking his cock and holding on.
He had gotten aroused watching me suck Jacob, so it only took David a few minutes to cum. He humped against my mouth and rolled us over with him mostly on top of me, as his thick cock throbbed and spasmed, filling my mouth with cum. I kept sucking as his cock deflated, getting every drop of his fluids. Then I began sucking his balls, until he rolled off me and said, “Wait a minute, Mason, I want to try something. We used to fuck around in high school teabagging guys, but it was never with the intent that the guys would really suck our balls. I’d like to try it for real now. Lay back and get ready.”
I laid on my back as David straddled my head and facing my feet, as his big testicles were pressed to my mouth. I began sucking them, and even reached up to support his hairy, bare ass with my hands, and I liked the feeling of being smothered under him that way. It was aromatic down there too, with my nose on his perineum, and my forehead pressed against his ass.
He pressed down and squirmed on my face, and I enjoyed sucking his big balls for a few minutes, until he shifted forward slightly, and I was then sucking his long, thick, bulging perineum, with my nose in his ass. I wasn’t sure if he had moved on purpose, but it was even more confining, aromatic, and arousing for me being fully under him like that, as my nose and face were pressed into his ass crack.
I could just barely hear him when David said, “Damn, guys, this feels so good. Mason’s sucking between my balls and asshole, with his face in my sweaty ass, and he’s hungry for it.”
Logan remembered when I sucked him like that the first time, but in a different position, and although he didn’t want to admit that I had already sucked him, he encouraged David, saying, “It seems Mason likes it all dark and smelly down there. Slide forward a little and see if he has taste for ass too.”
David slid forward, and as I took more of his weight on my hands, it had the effect of spreading his ass cheeks, as he sat down harder, and his ass enveloped my face. I was so turned on by the feeling of almost being smothered under him, that I kept sucking and licking his ass as my friends cheered.
I was even more aroused when I realized that I had been sucking and probing his wrinkled sphincter with my tongue, and David said, “Holy shit, guys, our nasty friend is hungrily munching on my asshole. You can’t get much nastier than that, except maybe seeing if he’d like to drink a little piss, since he didn’t have a problem sucking my wet cock before.”
David finally moved off me, and I was embarrassed with them looking at me after rimming him, but I was quickly between Logan’s legs sucking his cock, balls, and ass, after which, Jacob asked, “What the fuck’s going on, Mason? You’ve got some explaining to do, man. There’s no way you’d have gone as far as you have with this shit, just from me daring you to suck my cock.”
I decided to keep part of the secret about Logan and me finding each other on Doublelist, so they wouldn’t give him shit for looking for a cock sucker, and I told them why I started going online and reading porn, after Emma lost interest in fucking me.
Then I said, “I can’t explain why I identified more with the cuckold husbands and cock suckers in those stories, but I have been thinking about sucking a cock for several months. So, when you dared me to suck your cock, that was my opportunity to try it, in a situation where it was a dare and we’re all drunk, so I could use that as an excuse if you guys gave me shit about it. I had no idea I would enjoy it this much, or that you guys would be receptive to having a man suck your cocks, and I’m afraid that I’m hooked now.”
David said, “I’m glad that you’re hooked on it, because I think all of us will enjoy getting off in your mouth. But where did the testicle sucking, ass eating, and even the willingness to suck my piss-wettened cock come from?”
I replied, “I read about that in the cuckold and bisexual cock sucking stories, and for whatever reason, it all turned me on. I hope this doesn’t damage our friendship, but I enjoy doing this for you.”
I’m sure Logan appreciated me leaving him out of it, and he said, “I don’t about you, David, or Jacob, but I’m not getting much pussy at home either, and I’m pretty excited to have a cock sucker in our group. This will make all our hunting and fishing trips; bowling nights, and other nights out drinking a lot more fun.”
Everyone was silent for a few seconds, until Jacob said, “With all the beer we’ve been drinking, I need to drain my bladder again. Are you up for seeing if you can handle more than a taste, Mason?”
I replied, “I’m not so sure I could handle that, but I’m willing to try. Let’s go out behind the tent and I’ll get on my knees next to you, and maybe even hold your cock for you while you piss. If I get the urge to try it, I’ll take your spewing cock into my mouth.”
We all went outside, and I was on my knees beside Jacob, as the others watched, still naked and rubbing their cocks, as his strong stream piss flowed out. I watched for a few seconds as everyone chanted, “Drink it, drink it, drink it”, and he stopped the flow momentarily as I took his cock into my mouth. Then he released the flow again, and his beer diluted piss flooded my mouth. I liked the sensation of it squirting in, almost like a surrogate for a strong stream of cum, and the taste wasn’t bad. They cheered as I swallowed his piss for what seemed like a minute, until the final flex and squirt.”
Logan and David then pissed, but didn’t ask me to drink theirs, and Logan said, “Damn, buddy, that was hot. I’m going to wait until later tonight, when I’m too lazy to get up and piss, and let you can be a piss bag for me.”
We went back into the tent to talk and drink more beer, and they didn’t bother to get dressed. So, I said, “I can see that I’m going to be busy tonight taking care of you guys, and that’s fine with me. But since we’re roughing it out here with no facilities, and you’re using cat holes to take care of your toilet business, you’re going to need to use that biodegradable soap we brought and wash yourselves in the lake. You’re already a bit musky and aromatic between your legs, which I like to an extent for some reason, but you’ll really be raunchy by tomorrow.”
It was about 11:00 pm when I finished sucking the men again, and we settled down to sleep. Then we were up at 5:00 am to eat breakfast, before heading out on the lake. There were two other boats on the lake, but we were far enough away from them that they had me suck their cocks again and even drink their piss, despite not having washed yet, while we caught six fish that morning.
We went back in to share two of the fish for lunch, saving the other four for dinner, in case we had bad luck in the afternoon fishing, and it was warm enough then that all of us bathed in the clear, cool water of the lake. The guys were using the soap, and David even had me get on my knees in front of him, when he was in midthigh-deep water, and wash his cock, balls, and ass.
When David turned around for me to wash his ass, I couldn’t resist pressing my face between his cheeks and sucking his ass, right there in the lake. The others thought that was funny, and I ended up washing Jacob and Logan, and sucking their cocks.
We went fishing again that afternoon, but the men were satiated and wanted to wait for the evening before I sucked them again. Then it was a long night of sucking them and taking their piss before we all passed out in the tent. We fished in the morning again before packing up to leave, when the men had me suck them off again before leaving.
Everyone was exhausted on the way home, but they had fun teasing me about becoming their cock sucker, and Jacob said, “As much as I’d like to keep you for ourselves, there are probably a lot of our friends at the steel mill who could use some relief every now and then. Just say the word, Mason, and we can drum up some more cocks for you.”
I said, “Whoa, Jacob, I’m still trying to wrap my head around being a cock sucker for you guys, and not sure that I want more exposure right now. I can’t stop you, of course, but I need to come to terms with what I’ve become.
More Cocks at Home
I became the entertainment at all our outings after that, and some nights instead of showing up for bowling, we’d find a quiet place in the woods to park for me to suck my friends. I was also looking forward to more fishing and hunting trips where we’d be together for several days and nights at a time.
It was two months after the first fishing trip that I was called to my supervisor’s office just before quitting time. His name is Ken, and he’s a rugged Alabama man, five years older than me, and he had always been intimidating to me. I had no idea why he called me to his office, until after I asked, “What’s up, boss, am I in trouble for something?”
He replied, “Yeah, well, maybe Mason. I’ve heard from one of your good buddies that you’ve recently discovered that you have an attraction to cocks and have a real taste for it. I’m not getting much pussy at home these days, just like a lot of men our ages I suppose, and sure would like to become acquainted with your talents. What do you say, Mason, are you willing to help out your boss?”
I replied, “Oh, this is really embarrassing, Ken. I uh, I guess so, but where and when do you have in mind? And which one of my asshole friends told you about this?”
Ken responded, “Just get up and lock the door, close the blinds, and come around this side of my desk. I can’t tell you which one, but he said you wouldn’t mind another cock.”
I did as he said, and when I stepped behind his desk, I saw that horny fucker knew I would yield to his wishes, and he was already sitting with his pants and underwear down around his ankles. His uncircumcised cock was shorter than my friends’ cocks, maybe five inches long on soft, but it was the thickest I had ever seen, and gnarly with bulging veins all over the surface.
As I moved to my knees between his legs, I sensed that his musky crotch was even more aromatic that when I sucked my friends at the lake that first time, and there was more than a little smegma around the head and foreskin. I hesitated before leaning down to suck his cock, and he said, “Go ahead, Mason, a couple of the other cock suckers around here, suck my tangy, cheesy cock head, even though they don’t like it that much.”
I almost gagged when I took his cock into my mouth, but then realized that I liked doing something so nasty, just like sucking ass, and drinking piss, which adds to my degradation. His cock quickly hardened to about seven inches long, and so obscenely thick that I could barely get it into my mouth.
He loved the way I was sucking him, and said, “Oh fuck yeah, you’re doing a great job and don’t seem to mind my cheesy cock at all like the others. Keep sucking man, you’re churning up a three-week load to eat.”
I sucked him that way for about four minutes, and when I felt his cock begin to flex and spurt, he held my head with his hands so I couldn’t pull away. His huge load of cum was bitter, just like his smegma, and I kept sucking and swallowing as it spewed into my mouth. He continued holding my head after his cock began to soften, and then his cock flexed again, and he was pissing in my mouth.
Ken laughed and said, “When I was told how you like to drink piss, that was perfect for me. I like to clean my pipe after ejaculating, and this keeps me from having to go to the restroom.”
Even his piss was acrider than I had experienced with my friends, and although Ken is disgusting, I liked sucking him more than I really wanted to admit to myself. I saw my friends at bowling that night, and they were laughing about telling Ken about me, although they wouldn’t admit which one. I even teasingly threatened them with not sucking their cocks anymore if they didn’t tell me, but they didn’t believe me.
Logan laughed and said, “I don’t think you can quit now, Mason, you like it too fucking much.”
Over the next two months they were setting me up with other men from the steel mill, and by then I was sucking ten men there, including my three friends. Two years have passed since all of this began, and I’m still happily sucking my friends and the others.
