It's Always the Quiet Ones

The stories in this series are loosely based on my own experiences. Everyone depicted is over 18. Hope you enjoy reading them!

From pretty much the first time I began to be sexually aware, I found that I had very vivid sexual fantasies about both men and women. Specifically when it came to men, I would find myself having these very intense fantasies about what it would be like to be on my knees and giving head to another man. At times, these thoughts could be really embarrassing, as they would just suddenly flood into my head at really inopportune moments. For example, I often found myself fantasizing about what it would be like to suck some of my classmates cocks, often right in the middle of a class. I would have been mortified if any of them had ever known the visions I was having in mind.

For a long time, too, it was very difficult to act on these fantasies, because I happen to be very quiet and reserved in everyday life. I couldn't imagine how I would ever get a chance to try giving another man head. I certainly wasn't forward enough to go out to a gay bar and try to get make a hook up. And it wasn't like I didn't occasionally have opportunities. You see, in my college years, I had a very slight build and grew my hair out long. On more than one occasion, I was mistaken for a woman and hit on by random guys. Once while waiting for a friend, a man walked up behind and began talking dirty to me, telling me how he'd like to fuck me. As I turned to face him and seeing he was a very attractive young black man, I felt my face begin to turn red. He hesitated, realizing I was a man, then smiled and said, "That's ok that you're a dude. You're pretty enough, I'd still let you suck my dick." He laughed as he walked away, but I couldn't help but get even more flushed as I fantasized about following him somewhere where he could make me suck his cock.

Through all this frustration, I became determined to at least experience part of what it would be like to suck cock. I decided I wanted to try to taste my own cum and I thought I'd come up with a great plan to do just that. I waited for a weekend when my roommate wouldn't be around. Double checking that the door to my bed room was locked, I stripped naked and laid down on my bed to begin masturbating. As I felt myself getting close to climaxing, I moved to the side of my bed that was closest to the wall and began to walk my feet up the wall, so that I was up on my shoulders and my hips were over my head and my cock pointing down at my mouth.

I continued to stroke my cock and could feel myself getting closer. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, stroking my cock more passionately. I was getting so close and could feel myself right on the verge of cumming. Suddenly, I was unloading a massive load into my own mouth. I wasn't sure how to expect it to taste, but found I was a little surprised at how warm my cum was and how salty. Plus, there was just so much of it! I was determined, however, to swallow my very first load and managed to catch and swallow every drop.

By the time I was done and had swallowed my entire load, I crumpled on to my bed, trying to catch my breath. I could barely believe I'd done it--I'd swallowed my first ever load of cum! I don't know how many times after that I used that same technique, but I not only swallowed many more loads of my own cum, I also experimented with what it would feel like to cum all over my own face. The first time I tried cumming on my face, it was purely just an impulse, but I found that it made me feel so weirdly dirty that I absolutely loved it. I found myself wondering what other people would think if they ever saw me like that, hungrily swallowing cum or with cum splattered all over my face. I liked the idea that they'd think someone as reserved as me was actually so fucking dirty.

It would take awhile for it to happen, but my little experiments with eating my own cum made me determined to actually act on my fantasies of sucking another man's dick and I would soon get my chance.