It All Started with a Blow Job

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My second session with the sex therapist is again a surprise.

Jack, my therapist had, the previous time, given me the last appointment of Friday so we could have our 'private talk' without problems.

Surprisingly it is not Jack who welcomes me for the session but a more handsome man with broad shoulders, ginger beard and chest hair coming out of the neck of his shirt. His light complexion, his ginger hair and his broad chest and shoulders make him look like a Scottish or Irish rugby player.

'Hi my name is Dr. Newman and I am here today because Dr. Philips had a minor accident and cannot be here. He asked me to look after some of his patients and to apologise. I hope you don't mind I'm here.' the handsome man says shaking my hand with a nice masculine grip.

'Would you excuse me just a moment, please?' says the doctor. He goes to reception for a minute and then returns. 'I told the secretary to go and enjoy her Friday as you are my last client today.'

Dr. Newman closes the door and undoing the collar button from his shirt says: 'Hope you don't mind. I feel a bit stifled here in formal attire. When I see my patients I wear more relaxed clothing.'

'Of course not.' I respond lusting already at the sight of more chest hair.

'Mr Keane, please take a seat.' Dr Newman leading the way indicates.

'Please call me Will, I would prefer being less formal, if you don't mind...' I reply while sitting.

'Fine, then you can call me Richard.'

'Thank you, Richard.' I say studying more of his body.

Richard is wearing a pair of light grey chinos that grabs his perfect round ass and reveal his big muscular thighs.

'I have some notes here from Dr. Philips so let me have a quick look...how is it going with your wife? Have you talked to her?'

'No Richard, I find it very hard to say to my wife that I know why we are not having sex.'

'I understand, but do you feel that eventually you might tell her about you?' continues Richard.

'I'll be frank and tell you that things have changed at home and she looks much happier and despite it all, I don't want to tell her, I don't want to upset her...'

'Tell me what has changed then?' asks Richard.

'We have new neighbours and they are a cute couple. I think my wife and Sandy, my neighbour's wife, are having sex.'

'And this doesn't upset you?' says Richard.

'Not really, as I became intimate with Marc, the husband.' I respond with a little smile.

'Tell me more, what do you mean?' asks Richard now surprised.

'I understood about Sandy and Roberta, my wife, in the way they look at each other. She seems happy and I don't think I want to take this from her.' I say earnestly.

'And you are seeing Marc then?'

'It all started with me helping Marc fix his telly to watch football. Sandy and Roberta went out to something or something else and they said they'd be home late.

When I rang his doorbell, Marc was topless and showing a great sculpted chest that awoke the dick in my briefs. 'I bet you hit the gym hard' I say looking at him.

'I think you do the same' he responded squeezing my shoulder.

After a while and a bit of sweat finally we managed to fix those cables.

Marc went to the kitchen and returned with two beers.

'Fuck the football, I'm too hot. The pool is freshly filled so what about making good use of it?' Marc said looking at me overheated.

'That's a great idea. Let me go home and grab my swimming trunks.' I said.

'You don't need it. I have a pair you can use. Follow me' said Marc.

So I followed him to his bedroom. He looked through some drawers and he pulled out two pairs of speedos.

'Here you are, borrow this.' said Marc handing me a pair.

He started to remove his shorts in front of me and I admired the shape of his body while he did it.

'You can get changed here. No need to be a prude with me' continued Marc.

I removed my clothes and remained in my briefs, meanwhile, Marc removed his underwear and showed a nice long thick cock. He put his speedo on and adjusted his dick in them.

I removed my underwear, bending down to catch them and Marc was close to me still adjusting his dick. Then he said: 'How do they fit me?'

My mouth was already salivating for his big cock and I managed to respond: 'Well, quite well.'

'Richard I am sorry if I am too graphic in my descriptions and I use some dirty words...' I interrupted myself.

'No please, go ahead, I am interested in how your mind works' interrupts Richard now hanging on every word I say.

'Marc was standing very close to me and he was adjusting his dick in his speedo. At the sight, my own cock out of my underwear responded becoming thicker and longer. So I quickly grabbed the speedo and put it on. But I think Marc noticed so he rubbed his cock through the speedo and started making appreciative remarks about my body in the speedo.

Not sure about what to do, because I didn't want to assume Marc could be interested, I say: 'We should go for a swim till the sun is up.'

'That's not the only thing that is up!' he pointed out.

So he removed his speedo, pushed me on his bed and removed my speedo. Then holding my fucking hard dick in his hands he wrapped his mouth in it.

As he sucked, wanked and licked my fucking dick to perfection, he said: 'I wanted your fucking big cock since the first time I saw you. I want you to fuck me hard and cum in me. Make me yours.' And after lapping my dick till it was slippery with his saliva, he jumps on me and impaled himself on it growling a big 'Aaah, fucking me, fuck me hard Will'.

Meanwhile he goes up and down on my dick, I spat on my hand and took hold of his cock to wank it.

Then we changed position without me removing my hard dick from his tight ass hole. He laid down on the bed face down and I was ramming my fucking dick harder and harder in his bowels. I wanted Marc to feel the fucking cock he wanted so much deep in him.

'Aah, that's fucking big, you're splitting me in two but I want it. Take me, take me hard. Fuck me, fuck me.' Marc said in ecstasy.

I was pushing and thrusting my fucking big cock in him, deep and slow. I wanted Marc to desire that the feeling of having my big dick in him never ended. He was mine. And he knew what he was doing because he was rhythmically tightening his hole making my dick swell even more. The fucker.

My cock became so sensitised and rocklike that I increased the thrust speed in Marc's ass. I wanted to cum so bad in him, I wanted to fill him with my sperm and lust.

And as my speed increased so was his moaning.

When I finally came in Marc he was happy but he wasn't satisfied. I removed my dick from his hole and Marc wanked all over my dick, careful to shoot cum just there. Then he put my fucking dick covered in his spunk in his mouth to suck me hard.

The excitement was high then. Marc managed to make my fucking cock so hard that I came straight in his throat and he swallowed the entire load without choking.'

As I talk I notice Richard adjusting his trousers a couple of times and sipping some water to cool himself.

Naturally telling the story makes my cock gently swollen and to provoke Richard, who is sitting opposite, close to me, I open my legs so he can see.

I notice Richard pretending not to look and to take it further I adjust my shirt in my trousers with my thumb and with the other fingers I caress my cock.

'Was that the only time you and Marc had sex?' asks Richard rolling the sleeves of his shirt.

'No. It wasn't, we still have occasional sex. He always has an excuse or another to come and see me or me going to help him. Not long ago he asked if I could help him with his car in his garage. Sandy was at home and despite that he loves when things are riskier. So I went to his garage and we stood just under the open bonnet of his car parked with the front in. He came closer to my ear and whispered: 'I need to suck your fucking big dick now. I need the taste of your cum in my mouth.'

Marc unzipped my trousers, jammed his hand in my briefs and pulled out my cock that had swelled up only hearing those words. He kneeled next to me and sucked me so hard that my cum violently hit the roof of Marc's mouth as I hold his head. He coughed some cum out of his mouth but he collected it from his face and he ate it all. Then he put my fucking cock still hard back in my briefs and trousers and closed the zip. He came close to my ear and whispered: 'I am crazy about your fucking cock.' while squeezing it with his hand.' and as I say this I squeeze my cock as Marc did, to show Richard.

Now Richard seems more roused by my story and pulls up the legs of his trousers to make himself comfortable with his cock.

'According to the notes, your first intimate meeting happened in the toilet of the train station and you returned there some other times. Have you been there recently?' asks Richard a bit flustered.

'Not that I recall but something happened on the train home two or three days ago. The were some trains cancellations and when there was the first available train, there was stampede and the carriages were really rammed. Everyone was standing so close to each other that very little space was left. I was standing very close to this handsome gentleman who held his backpack by one of its handles. At every jolt of the train his hand was brushing against my dick and he was giving me a suggestive look. Eventually, my dick responded to what became a massage and swelled up along my trousers' leg. He felt the change and worked the length of my fucking cock through the trousers. Suddenly he unzipped me, put his hand in my briefs and he wanked me there and then. I'm not sure how I controlled myself but I came in my underwear. Then he released my cock, zipped me licked some of my cum from his hand. He came close to me and said: 'We should do it more often' and winked at me.'

'How did you feel afterwards? Objectified? Used?' asks Richard curious.

'Honestly, I felt satisfied. I felt like someone finds me attractive to the point they can't take their hands off me.' I respond brushing my cock with my hands. 'You see when Marc wants my fucking dick or someone else fucks me, for me it's a sign that I am still wanted while with my wife nothing like that ever happened.'

'So you now prefer men because you feel that men like you more than women?' continues Richard.

'I can certainly say that I'm definitely attracted to men only.' I say decisively.

'In all this time you never had sex with a woman or felt attracted to a woman?'

'No, I haven't and even in those moments when I watch porn, I masturbate watching men's dick, men wanking, men swallowing cum or fucked by another man. It's mostly man-on-man action.' I say eagerly.

I can see Richard hiding his erection with the pad where he writes notes. He looks more uncomfortable after each question.

His ginger fur coming out of his shirt, his hairy hands and arms are more suggestive the more I look at him.

To provoke more I ask: 'Would you mind if I undo a couple of my shirt's buttons? I am feeling a bit hot.'

'Please go ahead' responds Richard staring at my chest.

I unbutton myself and with the tip of my finger, I caress my nipple in my shirt. 'That's better' I say looking at him with a smirk.

Now Richard seems to follow all my movements and especially where I put my hands.

'Will, you mentioned having some sexual encounters at the gym...' continues Richard.

'Yes I try to go to the gym at least twice a week and some of the men there are really attractive. Recently I went mid-morning when usually the older crew goes.

There, there was this hairy muscly guy I couldn't take my eyes off. He was wearing a pair of tight shorts that showed the entire shape of his big dick because he was freeballing. It was mesmerising. I followed him working out on machines opposite him where I could see him well.

At a certain point, he saw me staring. Then as there was nobody around that particular area he grabbed his dick and touched himself looking at me. I was salivating at that vision and I did the same with my cock. Then he came close to me and taking his top off said: 'I'm going to the steam room. Care to join me?'

His hairy torso and his muscles were ever so appetising. His masculine scent lingered in the air as he left.

I went to the changing room, put on a towel and went to the steam room.

He was alone there in a corner, waiting for me. I sat close to him and adjusted my towel. He lifted his towel and started to wank his swollen heavy cock while looking at me.

'Come and get it. I know you want it.' he said.

I couldn't resist, I took hold of that fucking schlong and I put it straight in my mouth. I was wanking it and sucking it hard, trying to fit it all down my throat when he said that we should move somewhere more private. So we went in a shower cubicle and there after he spat on his huge cock, he fucked me hard. Each thrust was intense and powerful so he covered my mouth with his hand.

Coming closer to me he said: 'I'm going to fuck you like nobody has done before. My fucking big cock is going to stretch your hole permanently and after that only big dicks will satisfy you.'

Then holding me by the hips he pushed his fucking huge cock deeper and deeper inside me. As he reached the hilt of his dick, he held me in this position for me to feel his big cock in my bowels. So he said: 'That's it, now you have daddy's fucking big dick all inside your ass. That's what you wanted, don't you? A fucking big dick making you its property, its slave.'

At that sensation I can only nod, I wanted him, I wanted his fucking dick deeper in me.

The man removes his cock from my ass and I lie on the floor waiting for his cum while I wank my hard dick. He was a fucking animal, he covered me with his cum and that propelled me to cum too. He leaned close to me and he licked his cum from my face and chest saying: 'Daddy's cum is too good to be wasted, son. Here, have some. So he licked a big blob and transferred it directly to my tongue.

The salty taste of his spunk was heavenly.'

Richard does his best to dissimulate the arousal and keeps on asking me questions.

'Tell me, according to the notes your first homosexual arousal was in the train toilets. Is that correct?'

'Not exactly, that was the first time that curiosity took the best of me but something happened when I used to live with my folks but then I was experimenting and trying to understand things.'

'Care to tell me more about it?' asks Richard.

'I think that I must have been eighteen or nineteen. I was always curious about things and I admit that I used to like my dad. I mean like in a physical way. His dark hair, his masculinity... At home he was always walking around in his white briefs that showed a generous protuberance at the front. And at times I fantasised of showering with him or pissing with him to see his dick.'

'Don't forget that for that age it's plenty normal to be curious about it.' adds Richard.

'I know that but one experience with my dad made us closer. One day we were visiting my aunt, my mother's sister as she needed some stuff she left at ours. Mum went there the day before, dad and I went the following day.

So we were alone at home. Because of the heat, Dad decided to have a shower. I was putting some dirty clothing in the laundry basket when I lifted the lid I noticed dad's used briefs. I picked them and brought the crotch to my nose. The musty smell and the stain of precum provoked my dick so much that I had a hard-on. I unzipped my trousers and wanked furiously in dad's underwear so that my and his smell were together. I finished and put everything back in the basket as dad was coming out of the bathroom.

My sexual thirst didn't stop there. I went to the basket again to check on the briefs and as I picked them I noticed that there was a fresher pool of cum in them. I think my dad must have seen me and checked on the basket. He definetely saw the cum in his underwear and possibly left his cum there for me. I picked the briefs and after sniffing them I spread dad's cream on my hard dick and I started to wank in them. It was then that dad came to the laundry room as I was wanking. He came closer and moving the towel from his waist said: 'Let's do it together. It would be more fun.'

His towering dick was thick and glistening with precum. Dad grabbed his cock and slowly jerked it. I couldn't help looking at it while he was looking at mine. Then dad without saying a word, released his dick and wanked mine, so I took hold of his dick and copied what he did. We got excited fast and we both came in his underwear.

That was the only time dad and I did something like that together and we never talked about it afterward.'

This story made Richard so excited to the point that a big wet mark is showing on his trousers.

'That was your first experience with another man's cock. But after that you were never interested in men?' Richards continues to ask.

'As I said I was getting to know myself. I was attracted by women it's true but now I believe that only a man can properly satisfy another man. And I had confirmation especially after what happened to me just yesterday.' I continue adjusting my dick.

'Would you like to tell me about it?' asks Richard with a broken voice.

'I was driving back home on the motorway when I had to stop at a petrol to piss. I entered was was a small toilet with only two urinals and two cubicles. The musty smell of stale piss and urinal cakes was strong and penetrating. As soon I saw the urinals I unzipped and pulled out my cock that needed a fucking piss for a few hours.

While I was pissing, a bulky man went to the urinal next to me and was playing with his dick and looking at me. I couldn't help but look. He had a beautiful big dick, long with a smooth round head. He was getting so aroused that his big fucking cock was pointing up towards me. He smiled and said: 'Want to suck my fucking dick?'. I was going to take his cock in my hand when he said: 'Not here. Follow me.'

So he took me to his lorry, locked the cabin and showed me the back of the lorry, where his bed was.

He undressed me while I was working at his cock through his trousers. Then he undressed himself and he made me really horny. His big body, chest and pelvis full of hair and that massive dick were perfection. I went straight to his nipple biting and sucking it while caressing his big furry stomach and squeezing his fucking cock.

'Someone is on heat' said the big man squeezing my cock and licking the precum dripped on his fingers.

The scent of his fucking big schlong was driving me wild. I was going to suck him when the man started to hit me on my face with his cock. He dickslapped me once, twice, three times, he knew what to do with his cock. He was in charge.

Then he shoved his big dick in my mouth and holding me by the head he was pushing and pulling me, driving his fucking cock in my mouth as deep as he wanted.

'That's it, suck that fucking big dick. I know you want it so bad.' he said.

As my mouth was kept on his big cock I could only reply grunting 'Mmm'.

'That's it suck me like a man. Take it like only a man can do' said the man in frenzy. So he shoved his fucking big dick down my throat making me choke and still holding my head down and pushing it till the full length of it was in my mouth.

My saliva was dripping on his balls and that made him more crazy. He made my head bounce up and down on his dick till pushing with his pelvis he shot down my throat feeding me a vast amount of cum.