I was returning home from spring break. Some friends hurriedly
dropped me
off at the bus station in the middle of Miami Beach, anxious to get
back to the party they just left. I was a little drunk and stoned,
and
realized, after checking the posted bus schedule in the
semi-darkness, that
I really screwed up. The bus wasn't due for another two hours.
Not much to do here for the next two hours, I thought as I paced
around in
front of the building. I rounded the corner and was startled to find
a young guy standing at the side of the building. In my surprise I
said hello and asked
him if he was waiting for the bus too. He spoke with a Spanish
accent
tone, explaining that he made a mistake on the schedule too, and
introduced
himself as Juan. He was much taller than me, and very muscular and
somewhat intimidating. Definitely from the "other side" of the
tracks.
We chatted for a while and then he asked me if I wanted to smoke
some pot
with him. I said sure and we sat down on some crates and he fired up
a nice
sized joint. I felt much more comfortable now.
After giggling and relaxing a bit he suddenly announced that pot
made him
very horny. He told me he was 19 and when he was in jail he used to
get this guy stoned and then he would suck his cock for hours. This
shocked and scared the hell out of me. I didn't know anyone who had
ever been in jail, much less had another guy suck his cock! I was
grateful for the darkness as I
felt myself blushing from what I just heard. I was still thinking
about
what he just said when he stood up in front of me and started
unzipping his
jeans. He reached in and pulled out his cock and said "why don't you
suck
this?" I was in complete shock. His cock was huge, and it wasn't
even
hard. My first thought was that I couldn't imagine anyone being able
to get
something that size in their mouth. He stepped closer. I was still
sitting
on the crate with by back to the wall. I had nowhere to go and no
time to
think, I just closed my eyes and opened my mouth.
The head of his cock slipped into my mouth without any effort at
all. It
felt firm, but smooth and soft with a slightly salty taste. I was
just as
surprised to find myself exploring it with my tongue, swirling it
around
the head and the silky foreskin. Every little detail of his cock
felt
wonderful. As I caressed it with my tongue I could feel it get
harder in my
mouth, somehow encouraging my to do more and more. I could feel my
mouth getting wetter and my own cock getting harder by the minute. I
started to bob my head automatically, taking a little more of it
into my mouth with
each stroke. My lips wrapped around the shaft tenderly, wanting more
of it,
even though it was still getting harder as I sucked. The more it
filled my
mouth the better I felt; It excited me, calmed me, and fulfilled me
all at
the same time.
I would never have guessed that sucking another man's cock would be
like
this! The more I gave in to pleasing it, the more pleasure it
returned to
me. With every moment it became more natural and effortless. After
just a
few minutes I was completely relaxed and able to take the whole
shaft down
my throat until my face was buried in his jeans. The feeling of
going from
having my lips gently hold the head of his cock to sliding it all
the way
down my open throat made me feel really good. I actually felt proud
of
being able to take it all!
By now I had settled into a regular rhythm. All other thoughts,
fears, and
inhibitions left me. I felt as though I had surrendered myself to
his cock,
or had I surrendered to my desire for it? I felt sure that at that
moment
the only thing that mattered was pleasing, making my mouth the
perfect
place for it. It seemed to speak to me in a magical way; encouraging
me,
showing me how much I pleased it with it's ever growing hardness,
comforting me and making me feel good about what I was doing. The
head of
his cock felt so good nestled in the back of my throat.
I felt like I could have gone on forever like that, but suddenly he
held my
head in both his strong hands and pulled his cock out of my mouth.
He
explained that he wasn't in a hurry, and he wanted me to just look
at his
cock for a while. Well, I couldn't take my eyes off it! It was
magnificent,
standing out straight and strong, thick and covered with veins.
Foreskin
draped beautifully just over the head of his cock. It was
mouthwatering,
glistening in the dim streetlight.
He unfastened the waistband of his jeans and let them fall. His cock
seemed
even more magnificent now. His balls were big and heavy, and I was
dying to
hold them in my hand. He instructed me to touch his cock and balls.
I
promptly ran my fingers along the shaft, delighted to see it jump
with
pleasure. I ran my fingers down the sides of his balls but I just
couldn't
stand having his cock that close to my face and not having my mouth
on
it. I got down on my knees in front of it and started covering the
underside of his shaft with kisses and little licks as I continued
to play
with his balls. His big heavy balls more than filled my hand, and I
tenderly licked and kissed them too. I could feel his cock brush
against my
face; the heat and mass of it continually reminded me of how good it
felt
when it filled my mouth. I continued kissing it up and down both
sides and
rubbing my lips along its length. I loved doing this, but I was
feeling an
overwhelming desire to suck coming over me.
I positioned myself to take it into my mouth again but he stopped me
by
putting a hand on top of my head. He started stroking his cock with
the
other hand so that the tip of it just brushed against my lips. Just
fifteen
minutes ago he had to stick it in my mouth, now he had to hold me
away! He
teased me like this for what seemed like forever.
He insisted I tell him how bad I wanted to suck his cock. At first I
choked
on the words, but when I finally confessed out loud how badly I
wanted it
back in my mouth it helped me realize just how much I needed it. He
called
me a cocksucker over and over, the word stung as it echoed in my
mind. He
was right again, I thought. I was a cocksucker and I needed to
please. He
told me that he was going to fuck my mouth until he came, but he
wanted me
to promise him that I would swallow his whole load before he would
let me
suck him again. He explained that good cocksuckers are always eager
to
swallow cum...especially hot Latino cum!
This had all happened so fast I hadn't even thought about being able
to
make him cum with my mouth, but just like sucking cock, it seemed
completely natural. Once I started thinking about it I couldn't get
it out
of my head. I did so want to be a good cocksucker. I promised him
out loud
that I would swallow every drop.
Feeling the head of that cock part my lips, slide down my tongue,
and
stretch the back of my throat put me right back in a trance with the
first
stroke. I was thrilled by the way he just took complete control of
me. I
was reassured by the way he held my head in his hands. It helped me
relax
and hold my throat wide open for him. He started out really slow,
with long
deep strokes. I was totally focused on the feeling of his shaft
sliding in
and out of my throat and his balls slapping against my chin. His
cock got
harder and harder with every stroke and all I could do was hold it
tightly
with my lips and do the best I could with my tongue. I wanted so bad
for my
mouth to be perfect place for his dick. I didn't just want him to
come, I
wanted him to cum because of the way I pleased him.
In just a few more strokes I heard him moan as he pulled my head
tightly
against him. His hips bucked slightly and the swollen head of is
cock
nestled in the back of my throat. Then it happened. His whole cock
twitched
and I could feel a huge gush of his cum hit the back of my throat
and flow
into me. I hungrily gulped and kept sucking until it stopped cumming.
That
moment was glorious. I felt as if I had been more rewarded for all
my
efforts!
I wanted to continue sucking, but he suddenly withdrew and flipped
his dick
into his jeans. I snapped out of my trance when he pointed out that
the bus
was coming. I was still in a bit of a daze as I stood up and called
out,
asking him if he was taking this bus. He began walking away,
explaining
that he only came there to have his cock sucked.
I was still trembling with excitement when I got on the bus. It
seemed like
the whole thing was a dream, except for the taste of cum in my
mouth. I
liked being cocksucker for that Latino kid! |
