Becoming an oral specialist.
Even after rehab and getting off the meth I was still taking loads in my ass from strangers. I was not taking as many loads in my ass from strangers, because I didn't the relentless energy and all-consuming obsession about finding more cock that I had when I was tweaking, but I was still putting myself at considerable risk by taking so many bare cocks and loads of cum in my ass.
I decided that I needed to mitigate the risk. That is what lead to me becoming a cock sucking specialist. There are, obviously, still risks to swallowing loads from random hook ups. But the risks are considerably less than getting fucked bareback by a bunch of strangers. The first incident where I was deliberately making this change in my sex habits was the one described in Chapter One of this series. That was also one of the first times that I set out specifically to suck cock for my own enjoyment (as well as the top's enjoyment), without the intention/hope that the blowjob would lead to me getting a hard cock in my ass. And that experience was incredibly hot.
I realized that sucking cock offered much of what turned me on so much about getting fucked. I was still able to service guys with huge cocks. I got to experience their lust and the sexual pleasure I was creating for them. It was a very intimate way to experience a man ejaculating. It was something to practice and to become good at. It didn't offer the pleasure of feeling a guy hitting my prostate with his dick, but it also didn't really any preparation in advance. So I decided to become a dedicated cocksucker.
I changed the ads that I was posting online. Now I was offering to suck, deep throat, and swallow, no reciprocation required. I tried to tailor my ads to make them attractive to horny closeted guys. I described myself as bi, masculine, completely discrete, safe, sane, no drama. I also listed that I was "420 friendly" in my ads. And if guys asked about it when I was emailing back and forth with them, I let them know that I had a medical marijuana card and would be happy to get them high if they wanted. At this point my state had legalized medical but not recreational weed. By this point I was working at home and could host if I felt comfortable that a guy was not going to be a weirdo. Even with a bunch of other guys offering essentially the same thing -- no strings attached oral sex, I got many responses to my ads. The email address I used had thousands and thousands of emails over a few years.
I hooked up with a lot of guys who claimed that it was their "first time". For most of them I assumed that was not exactly true. But for some it was probably their first time. And for there were a bunch of guys who had the nervous energy of a man who is doing something exciting but also scary. I tried to be sensitive to this and I made sure to be friendly and not to be pushy. I like to think that these guys appreciated it. I did get many repeat performances. Shortly after I transformed myself into the "bi oral bottom" cum slut I was sucking several cocks a day, usually without leaving my house.
I had many experiences with married guys. The guy with the huge cock from Chapter Four was one. There was another guy who was very similar. Both guys were tall, slender white men, incredibly well hung, and married. Over time I began to think that slender guys make up a large portion of the very well-endowed men.
I can't remember the second guy's name, so I'll call him Bill. We had emailed at length before our first encounter. He had a job that had him driving all over the city, so we planned to make it happen when his work brought him near my place. He was looking for someone who would be discrete, and I promised him that I was as discrete as he could possibly want. He didn't have pictures of his cock (or wouldn't send them at least), but he told me that if I liked big cocks, I would like his.
He showed up as promised. He was probably in his late 30's. When I answered the door I could see that he was driving a Minivan. He had a wedding ring on. I welcomed him in and he followed me to my guest bedroom. I already had a cushion for me to kneel on and a hand towel ready for him to use when we were done.
I didn't waste any time. I had told him that, if it was OK with him, I would just kneel in front of him, and he could get his cock out and I would service him. He thought that was hot. I also told him that, as far as I was concerned, this was about him getting his cock sucked only. I had also told him that if he wanted to reciprocate in some way, that was fine, but that my expectation was that I would just be sucking him off. He said that was exactly what he was looking for.
I knelt in front of him, sitting on my heels. I looked at his crotch and then up at him. He was wearing khaki pants and a golf shirt. He undid his belt, opened his pants and pulled his cock out over the top of his boxers. Wow. He wasn't kidding. He was half-erect, and his cock was already at least 6" long and thick. I opened my mouth wide, and he put the head of his cock in my mouth.
By this time I had decided that a "no-hands" blow job was one of my distinguishing talents. I don't mean that I didn't use my hands at all. I just meant that I wouldn't just put part of a guy's cock in my mouth and basically masturbate him to orgasm with my hand. I considered that cheating. I was dedicated to using my mouth and throat to make a guy shoot his load without using my hands to get him there.
I teased the head of his cock with my tongue. He was pale-skinned, so the head of his cut cock was pinkish rather than darker purple like many men. He was blonde, including his pubic hair, which was trimmed, but not super short. His cock started to swell. I took it out of my mouth for a moment.
"Beautiful." I said it in a breathy whisper and sucked him back deeper in to my mouth. It almost always turns men on when their cocks get complimented. I am sure that some women do it, but probably not with as much sincerity as a man who likes cock will. He continued to grow in my mouth.
