The Encounter

I'm not sure why I didn't turn around and walk out when I found I had entered a bar for gay men, but something had urged me to stay and see what happened. My decision led me to my current situation, standing frozen in place as a man slid his arms around, pulling me closer. I looked up into his eyes, still too stunned to resist when he lowered his lips to mine and kissed me gently. His tongue parted my lips and began exploring my mouth as he slid one hand down my back and began massaging my ass. I not sure how I felt but the feeling was amazing being completely under this man's spell.

I found myself responding to him, my lips parting, allowing his tongue easier access. As his hand gripped my cheek pulling me tighter, I began grinding against the bulge being pressed hard against me. He broke the kiss and I heard him whisper, "Yes, you like being held by a man, you want more don't you?" I couldn't respond, but I did want more, a lot more. I wanted to be with this man, feel his naked body next to mine. I want to see what his bulging pants hide from view. Rather than speak, I slide my hand to his crotch and caressed the hard bulge in his pants.

"Want that he asked", I simply dropped to my knees and began unzipping his fly. What I pulled out of his pants both frightened and excited me, an eight inch monster, the head glistening. I gazed at it for a moment, then without thinking, my tongue reached out. The taste of the moistness on the tip sent shivers up my spine and my lips parted as I slid his cock into my mouth. I heard moan then say, "Mmmmm, yes Baby, suck it. I knew you liked sucking cock." He was right, I did like it, in fact I loved it. I had never had a man's cock in my mouth, but from the moment I first tasted that sweet nectar on the tip, I knew I loved it.

The feel of his thick member filling my mouth, the sensation of the head probing at the entrance to my throat, every part of sucking another man's cock thrilled me. I worked my lips down the shaft, forcing the head of his stiff cock into my throat. There was a moment of panic as my throat constricted, but I persisted and the head eased further in. I felt my gag reflex kick in, my throat constricting on this intrusion, then I felt his cock throb in response. I heard him moan as his hands gently held my head in place. He began slowly thrusting his hips forcing more of his cock into my mouth and throat.

"Yeah suck it. Damn that feels good." He moaned. "Keep this up and I'm going to give you a nice hot load." At that, I began sucking harder, bobbing my head faster, working from the tip down as far as I could take him into my throat. I felt him responding, his thrust becoming less gentle and slow, quicker with more urgency. He was going to cum soon, I was sure of it and I knew I wanted to feel his cock explode in my mouth. I knew I wanted to taste his cum, so I increased my efforts.

I heard him gasp, then holding my head firmly, his hips bucked and I felt the first eruption of hot cum shoot down my throat. I pulled back, squeezing my lips hard against the shaft, sucking as the second eruption filled my mouth. I felt him tremble as he thrust and with each thrust another shot of hot cum. I may have been on my knees, but it was me who had control. I was controlling the action, driving him to orgasm. He sighed, releasing a long breath and felt the waves of his orgasm fading, but I was not yet ready to release him. I continued to suck his thick cock, milking it with my mouth, getting every last drop of his hot seed.

He stepped back, pulling his cock from my mouth. I looked up at him, his eyes closed, reveling in the pleasure he'd just experienced, I suddenly became aware of the salty taste of his cum. I rolled the remains around with my tongue, the taste of it aroused me. My own cock began growing as I savored the musky flavor. The emotions of the moment raced through my mind, it had all happened so fast. I hadn't come here with the intention of giving another man a blow job, but things just seemed to happen out of control. I stood and felt a wetness on my chin. I probed at the wetness with a finger and found it was cum which had oozed out from around his cock. I looked at it briefly, then slid the finger into my mouth.

I knew I wanted more, I wanted to experience the feel of another ridged cock slipping into my mouth and down my throat. More than anything, I wanted more cum, to taste its salty sweetness. I had tasted my own cum but something was different when it came straight from a cock. I felt my own excitement rising, felt the precum forming on my own cock. I wasn't sure how, but I somehow felt that if I sucked enough cock I could somehow bring myself to orgasm, one more intense than I had ever felt before.

My partner stirred, his hands reaching out to me. He pulled me into him and he lowered his head to kiss me. After only a moments hesitation, my lips parted and we kissed. I knew he was tasting the remains of his own cum in my mouth, but I didn't care. His hand dropped to my ass and he pulled me even tighter against him, kissing me deeply. He broke the kiss, "Damn lover that was intense." As he said this, his other hand dropped to my ass and he began massaging my cheeks. "If you can give head like that, I'd love to see what other fun we could be having." As he held me in place, he began grinding his crotch into me. "I'd love to show what my hard dick can do with your hot little ass."

My mind began racing again, he had just asked if I wanted to fuck. Now I felt true panic rise up. Yes, I had sucked his cock and let him, wanted him, to cum in my mouth, but did I or could I take a man's cock into my ass? I had to diffuse this before it went too far. I needed time to understand what had just happened and what it meant. I wasn't sure how I felt, just that the experience had been incredibly arousing. "Maybe another time, I think that's enough for tonight," I said. "I'm thirsty, by me a drink?" Then turned and walked back toward the bar.