I remember the day I let a man into my booth at the arcade. I was 19 and had been going to the arcade to masturbate to porn for over a year then. I left the door open, hoping someone would come in. A taller than myself, older gentleman peeked in and asked if it's OK and I say sure... My heart is pounding! He locks the door, stands behind me and starts making comments about the movie as he put a hand on my shoulder. As we watch the video, he asks if I like the movie? He was probably in his forties with salt and pepper hair. He was very in charge. He turns my face towards him as he leans and kisses me forcefully. It is my first kiss from a man and I was melting into his arms.
He told me to take my clothes off. I was hesitant as I had never completely taken my clothes off in the arcade before and I felt so vulnerable. The door was locked so what the heck I thought.
He handed me a little brown bottle and told me to sniff it. I took the top off and smelled a unique odor. He said it would get me relaxed. He took it back from me and said this is how you do it. He put bottle up to his nose and put a finger on the nostril that did not have the bottle, inhaled deeply and then held his breath for as long as he could. It was my turn again. I put the bottle up to my nose and inhaled with finger pressing opposite nostril. I held my breath. Oh my!!! I was not ready for what was coming. It got dark, I felt hot, light headed and my heart was racing. I could hear and feel my heart pounding!
I was naked and ready. On my knees, worshipping him. Like it was a privilege that he'd even allow me the opportunity of sucking his cock, which was palpitating with prominent veins as blue as those in Stilton cheese. Knowing in my mind that so many other men out there would be jealous of what he was allowing me to do. Taking his cock as deep as I dare, sucking hard, using my tongue... Closing my teeth gently behind the pronounced ridge of his glans, and tugging, as he coaxed me on. Loving the taste of him, the heat of his pulsing cock in my mouth. Grateful to him. I take his his cock against the back of my throat, and it makes me gag uncontrollably. I suck his big beautiful cock as I attempt to take it deeper and deeper, choking and gagging on it. He's holding my head, talking firmly but encouraging, calling me a 'Good Little Cock-Sucker, Good Little Cum-Slut.' There are tears running down my face, I'm sobbing with effort. He takes a firmer hand, he's holding my head and begins fucking his big hard cock into me, taking it deeper at each thrust, fucking as deep into my throat as he can, reducing me to a drooling, slobbering mess of saliva and tears. But I crave more.