Recently I've shared a bunch of stories from my many years of off and on sexual encounters with guys, and the most fun part for me is chatting with readers. I've been having some really hot conversations with one in particular, Mark. Literally every time he messages me now, I start to get hard, like a Pavlovian response. He's handsome, intelligent, and has an amazing cock as well, and seems to know just what to say and when to say it to turn me on.
Over the years I've had a number of guys talk about me wearing a jock strap and how they'd like to fuck me in one, but I'd never done it. I'm not sure why, it was just not something I'd ever gotten around to trying. But given a rather lengthy dry spell during COVID 19 times I bought myself a big suction dildo and some black jocks. I decided in one of my chats to show both of these things off, because I thought we'd both enjoy it. What started as some normal sexy chatting turned into me sticking a 9.5" dildo to the shower wall, bending over and fucking myself with it while wearing the jock - that was a huge turn-on for me and made me think about doing that for real.
Fast forward a few weeks, and one of my longer term FWBs was back in town. Tim is 53, 6'3, a white working professional that travels a ton for work. He's also 100% top and has a narrow but crazy long dick. I'm talking its like 4" flaccid and about 8.5" hard. Just really a lot of dick, and it gets in me fairly easily because unlike a lot of really long cocks, it doesn't have a lot of girth. For a while me and Tim were getting it on 1-2x a week, but he was away in Germany for a while, and then COVID, and now traveling again, and we sort of drifted apart.
Well, after this online conversation I was really in the mood for a good fuck and I knew Tim could give it to me, so I messaged him and we made plans. I showered, cleaned myself all over (inside and out) and put on the jock, shorts, and a t-shirt and headed over. We made some chitchat - Tim is honestly a nice guy, sweet, choir boy like until some switch turns on when he gets naked and then it is all business.
Tim invited me upstairs and soon we were making out in his bedroom. He's a great kisser. I'm six feet even, so often I'm the taller one, and it is nice having to angle up and kiss; making out with Tim becomes a full body experience quickly as he puts his hands all over me, under my shirt, squeezing my chest, pinching my nipples, and then pulling my arms up and my shirt off. I had never talked with Tim about wearing a jock, but I had a feeling he would be into it. I turned around as he kissed my neck, grinding myself back into his cock, which was already growing. He put his hands back down my pants and grabbed my ass, then stopped, and pulled my shorts down.
I turned around and said, "I hope this is-" and he immediately kissed me hard, aggressively. It was incredibly hot. He pushed me toward the bed and I scooted up it as he ripped his clothes off, that long, hard cock sticking out as he climbed up the bed and then over me, pushing it in my face. I started slowly by kissing it all over, the shaft, his balls, the head, then licking it all over. Finally I opened my mouth and bounced his cock on my tongue, then started sucking him in earnest. I can't deep throat his whole dick but I can get more of it in me than others I've been with, I struggle with the really thick guys for some reason. Soon he was fucking my face a little bit more, then a little more, and soon I was gagging and drooling.
Tim pulled out and backed up, then grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders, almost driving me perpendicular into the bed, and then attacked my hole with his tongue. (As a side note, rimming is still a little wild to me. Physically the sensations are amazing but mentally wrapping my brain around it is hard, so I don't usually do it or let anyone do it to me. But, something about this time I felt like I didn't want to stop him.)