The events related in the following "story" are factual. The names, of course, have been changed for the obvious reasons and there has been some editing of the chronology to make the story more readable. If you are a homophobe please move on. If you on the other hand appreciate the "bi-curious" male and his quest for satisfaction your comments will be appreciated and are welcome, both "tops" and "bottoms".
I've been reading porn on Lit. for ages. I used to read the letters in Penthouse to get off but haven't even opened one since I found Lit! I started with the Femdom stuff, then a little BDSM. That degenerated to some gay male. Women making guys suck cock to humiliate them just led to first time gay stories where a guy relates how he went down on his first cock!
The stories on cock sucking always seen to get me off but unlike most of the writers I identified with the guy getting his cock sucked not the other way around. I read the responses and noticed a common theme; there seemed to be a lot of wannabes but few takers. At least it seemed like all the cock suckers were having trouble finding a "friend with benefits."
I started e-mailing any wannabe that was bold enough to identify himself. First I read his bio and eliminated anyone who was too far away. That left seven within about thirty miles of my home. For the next few weeks the e-mail traffic was hot and heavy; talking about cock sucking and how difficult it was to find a safe cock.
After a while one of the wannabes "wished" we could meet "for a cup of coffee". I played hard to get. I detailed all the problems; especially my fear of discovery by friends or relatives. He worked his butt off trying to convince me he would be the perfect cocksucker for me. I didn't expect that but it was fun; being shy, acting coy, letting him court me!
After considerable effort on his part I let him talk me into a face to face meeting. We settled on a chain breakfast place semi-convenient to both of us. I suggested he wear a red CSU cap so I would know him when I saw him; he agreed and asked me to wear a white golf visor. We settled on meeting in front of the restaurant at 9:30 on a Saturday.
I arrived early and parked within sight of the front door. The minutes really do seem like hours when you are waiting and excited. It was all I could do not to jack-off right then! At precisely 9:30 a slightly paunchy, middle aged guy walked towards the front door wearing a red CSU cap. I watched him fidget for a moment and then got out of my car to join him.
He looked very nervous as I approached, "Sam?" He asked hesitantly.
"Fred?" I replied. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you! At least it will be." I offered my hand as if greeting an old friend.
We shook hands tentatively and eyed one another. Neither of us is anything special; average guys, a little over-weight, and hair thinning, just average. "Let's get some coffee." I suggested and reached for the door. He seemed relieved that I didn't want to take him behind the bushes to suck my cock immediately.
Once inside and seated we ordered our coffee and then talked. It was uncomfortable at first but after a while he poured out his soul. He seemed happy and relieved that another man would share his secret fantasy. Before I knew it the time slipped by and the lunch crowd started to come in.
"Fred," I started, "I think I want this as much as you but I'm not ready to take the plunge today. Will you be disappointed if we wait, maybe till next week?' I could see relief and disappointment on his face at the same time.
"Sure, Sam, whatever makes you comfortable." He agreed.
We decided to meet the following Saturday only at 8:30 instead of 9:30. The e-mails from Fred that week were full of descriptions about what he wanted to do. I knew that on Saturday I would get my cock sucked by a guy for the first time!
On Friday I told Fred to wear running shorts and no underwear. Saturday morning I drove my conversion van to the restaurant. "As I approached I suggested, "Let's get our coffee to go."
"Good idea!" Fred agreed enthusiastically. I think he was even more excited about sucking me off than I was at being sucked.
I drove to a shopping center and found a spot next to a building and backed in. Fred's cock was making the proverbial tent in his shorts. "Let me see your cock." I almost ordered.
"What?" Fred seemed startled. "Why?"
"Let's get something straight, Fred. If you are going to be my cock sucker I'm in charge! You will do as I say, do you understand?
Fred was noticeably startled but nodded in agreement.
