True stories of a BiWM who acts on his craving from time to time. Not in any particular order really, just recounting some of the more memorable encounters and hope you enjoy reading about them.
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I had just gotten out of a long relationship with my ex girlfriend and had moved into a nice townhouse in another town. In the past I had sex with a few guys and I knew from these encounters that I really enjoy servicing men. There is something about the power that a hard cock projects that get's me on my knees and begging. For years, I kept these thoughts and memories tucked away inside my head. I would fantasize about it often, but never act and was a completely straight acting, masculine guy... with a secret craving. Now that I had the freedom and my own place to entertain, I decided that it was time to act on these cravings and see where they led. Little did I know that it would uncover an insatiable lust for hard, dominant men and a considerable amount of kink!
After a few months of being alone and satisfying myself with my hand, anal toys, and internet porn, I decided to place an online add and meet a few guys to service. It didn't take long before I had sucked a few guys and remembered how much I enjoyed it. It was clear that I loved having a cock in my mouth and having my ass played and now I wanted more.
Just as I was craving a hung stud to come work me over, a hot top guy answered my ad who was just what I was looking for. His screen name was BigDickDad and the pic he had of his cock had me drooling. So after exchanging more emails, pictures, we decided to meet the next day at my place. He said he wanted a bottom who could take every inch of his cock and I promised that I could even though I was nervous because it looked pretty dam big in the pics... at least 8 or 9 inches and very thick. I went to bed thinking about his cock, impatiently waiting for the next day when we would meet.
The next morning I took my time getting ready for our meeting. I cleaned myself up inside and out and shaved my legs and ass nice and smooth. He emailed that he was on the way and would be there in 20 min. I used that time to work my larger butt plug in and put on some shorts and a tee shirt.
The next thing I knew I was nervously answering the door and letting him into my place. He was about 5 foot 10, muscled, fit, and looked me up and down like I was a piece of meat, with a smirk on his lips. I told him my name and asked his and he just said "just call me sir".
I led him into the living room and asked him if he wanted a drink or anything, he sat on the couch and just said "strip".
My heart was pounding and my 6 inch cock was growing as I nervously pulled off my shirt and shorts in front of this complete stranger as he sat there watching. Once naked, he told to come closer and to turn around. I felt his hands run over my thighs from behind and he bent me over and told me to put my hands on the coffee table. He squeezed my ass cheeks and spread them and saw the plug in my ass.
"Getting ready for my big cock I see" he said.
"Yes" I replied. He slapped my ass with the palm of his hand... "What did you say?"
I barely croaked out the words "yes sir", when he slapped my ass again then turned me around. By now my cock was rock hard, he looked up at me and smirked knowing he had full control.
"You ready to be my bitch?"
"Yes sir", I replied.
"Ok faggot, time for you to earn my affection."
I dropped to my knees in front of him as he sat there with his legs spread on the couch. I ran my hands up his thighs and felt the heat from the growing bulge in his jeans. I lowered my face to his crotch and mouthed the outline of his cock through his jeans while I reached up and un fastened his belt. I pulled off his shoes and socks then returned to the growing bulge and slowly opened up the fly of his pants. I worked my hand inside and pulled his growing cock free of his jeans.
I felt the heat of his cock and balls, smelling him, the musky scent of his manhood. I lightly slid the tip of my tongue over the exposed portion of his cock. he lifted his ass up and I pulled his jeans down and watched as more and more of his cock was exposed... down to his smooth shaven balls that hung low between his legs and were resting on the couch. With the jeans gone, he pulled off his shirt and I knelt between his legs, transfixed on his tool.
"You like what you see slut?" he asked.
"Yes sir I do, you're cock looks amazing!" I submissively said.
"Well get to work then faggot, it's not going to suck itself."
I leaned down and put my nose and face in his crotch, smelling his musky balls and feeling the heat on my face. I slowly kissed and licked his smooth balls and gently sucked each of them into my hungry mouth.
He moaned and seemed to being enjoying himself so far and this is one of my favorite things about sucking a mans cock. It's the instant feedback, every groan and twitch or throb tells you that your doing the right thing and pleasing the other man properly.
I slowly ran my tongue up from his balls and up his shaft until I was at the tip. I licked around the head of his cock before parting my lips and taking the head in my mouth. He had a really nicely shaped and large cock head that was now filling my mouth. I worked my lips down his shaft and began moving my mouth up and down, licking and sucking his cock that was growing larger every moment.
I felt his hand on my head and he began to push my mouth further and further down on his cock. I could feel his swollen cock head pressing against my tonsils and forcing it's way into my throat. I took a deep breath and tried to open my throat and deep throat his cock but it was nearly nine inches long now and very thick and I began to gag. I came up for air gasping but went right back down on him. He forced my head down and his cock stretched my throat. He held me there, gagging on his massive cock with his hand firmly on the back of my head. He released his grip and I gasped for air leaving his now glistening cock covered with my throat slime!
"Again" he commanded, "and look me in the eyes this time."
I stared into his eyes as his cock slid past my lips and into my throat, my lips stretched around the shaft. With my nose almost touching his belly he said;
"Lick my balls now."
I struggled to open my mouth further and stretched my tongue out to lick his balls, all the while looking at him with my watering eyes and now coughing on his cock.
"That is how you will service me cocksucker, all the way down, tongue my balls, and back up" He said. "Get my cock nice and wet with your throat slime, believe me, you're gonna want it as wet as possible."
Without a word, I did as he directed and my mouth bobbed up and down on his huge cock, licking his balls, and making his shaft glisten with my spit. I was becoming drunk on his cock, his powerful tool pounding my face, my own cock rock hard and dripping pre-cum, him looking down at me... it was all I wanted to do and I was so turned on by this hung studs cock, but he had other other plans.
I stopped for a moment to catch my breath, and he told me to stand up again and turn around.
"I want to look at that tight ass of yours."
I stood up to turn around and he grabbed my hard cock and balls, and collected my pre-cum with his finger.
"You are one cock loving faggot aren't you? look at all the cum your leaking!"
