What had begun as youthful sexual experimentation as a teenager with my best friend Larry when we were both 16, quickly turned into an obsessive need for me to be on my knees sucking on his very big cock in order to get him to cum in my mouth. I had happily become a full fledged cocksucker and I eagerly blew him at every opportunity until he went off to college.
After he left,however, I began to have second thoughts and I felt ashamed for having been consumed by those intense oral cravings while all along, I also experienced the typical sexual obsession with the opposite sex. I felt extremely guilty for having loved sucking his cock so much and for having been his shameless cum slut for all those years. I decided to devote myself exclusively to having sex with women only, even though I couldn't stop myself from fantasizing whenever I masturbated to the memory of the wonderful erotic sensations of his thick cock fucking my throat and the delicious taste of his creamy cum filling my mouth.
The years passed and eventually I got married and began raising a family. I never actually forgot that I used to like sucking cock, but I convinced myself that I was no longer a "cocksucker". That all changed one day at a neighborhood barbecue where the liquor was flowing and I'd had much too much to drink.
It was during a conversation I was having in the kitchen with the host, Jerry, that I foolishly confessed to him that as a young teen, I used to like giving blowjobs to my best friend. The conversation was about oral sex and he had just told me that his wife didn't suck his cock because she thought it was gross. He and his wife were black and he said that most black women didn't enjoy sucking cock and that all the blowjobs he had gotten in the past had been from white women. I boasted that my wife liked sucking my cock. I should have left it at that, but I went on to say that I could understand why she liked doing it because I had also enjoyed sucking my very best friend's very big cock. His wife, Susan, walked into the kitchen at that point so we quickly changed the subject.
About a week later, my wife was out shopping and I was home babysitting when someone knocked at the door. When I opened the door, I saw that it was Jerry . I had been avoiding him ever since my foolish admission at the party. After some small talk he said the real reason for his visit was that he wanted to pursue our interrupted conversation about blowjobs.
He asked if it was true as he had heard that men gave the best blowjobs. He wanted to know if I still liked sucking cock and if I did, would I like to suck his, since he wasn't getting any of that from his wife and he really missed it. I had been thinking again about cock sucking ever since that conversation at the barbecue and I was kicking myself for having said what I did while I was drunk.
When he asked me if I would suck his cock, I immediately felt consumed by that old craving again just as strong as I remembered it. I impulsively told him I would. I knew my wife wouldn't be back for another few hours and the baby was sound asleep in his crib so I decided to do it right then and there before I had a chance to change my mind.
We were sitting on the sofa in my den where I had been watching television so I suggested that he stand up and take out his cock. Jerry stood up and unzipped his pants and took out a cock that was very big, very black and very thick. It was beautiful! He was uncut and I had never seen an uncut cock before. The only black cocks I had ever seen were in locker rooms and I only glanced at them briefly. As he stroked his cock it began to grow harder and bigger.
I leaned forward and replaced his hand on his cock with my own and I continued to stroke his cock which by this time had grown to over 8 inches and even thicker than it had been before. He moved closer to me and taking the cue, I opened my mouth in anticipation of sucking my first cock in over seven years. I could smell that familiar musky male aroma that I loved. As I felt Jerry's cock sliding between my lips and into my mouth I immediately recalled how contented sucking cock made me feel.
I closed my eyes as I sucked on his cock and focused on the erotically pleasant sensations on my tongue and against the roof of my mouth. I knew that Jerry was enjoying this as much as I was because his cock was rock hard and he was softly moaning. I could taste the precum that was freely oozing into my mouth.
After about ten minutes of steady sucking, I moved my head forward in order to take as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. When I felt the large head of Jerry's cock pressing against the back of my mouth, I instinctively swallowed causing my throat muscles to relax and allowing the head of his cock to slide deeper into the opening leading down into my throat.
Although I loved it when my best friend fucked my throat, it had been many years since I last did that and I had grown unaccustomed to the sensation. Jerry's cock wasn't much longer than my friend's had been, but it was considerably thicker, making me gag and causing my throat muscles to involuntarily contract and tightly squeeze around the cock that was invading my throat. As a result of this and since he hadn't received a blowjob in so long, these stimulating sensations to his cock triggered his orgasm and he began to ejaculate into my mouth.
The profuse amount of thick, warm semen quickly filling my mouth joyously transported me back in time to my earlier days when I'd been my friend's personal cocksucker and it made me realize how much I missed the taste of cum .
I waited until his cock stopped pulsating and spewing semen into my mouth and then I slowly swallowed, savoring on my tongue the warm, thick ejaculate that he had just given me. His eyes opened wide as he watched me eagerly gulping down his load and then he thanked me profusely. After apologizing for the brief duration of the blowjob, I promised that I would do much better the next time.
My wife was in the habit of spending Monday afternoons visiting with her parents at their home. I would usually meet her there after work and we would eat dinner with them before returning home in the evening. I asked her if she would mind if I opted not to join her as often saying that I would prefer to stay home and watch the football game with Jerry. She told me that it was okay and that she was happy that I had made a new friend. If she only knew what I intended doing with my new friend.
When I told Jerry of my plan, he was delighted. In fact, when he told his wife Susan, she offered to prepare a light dinner for him to bring along unaware that her husband already intended to supply me with all I could eat.
Just as you never forget how to ride a bicycle, I dusted off my cock sucking skills and in no time at all I was deep throating Jerry's cock with ease. Our sessions always culminated with him depositing a healthy dose of delicious semen either in my mouth or more often,deep in my throat. With a few exceptions, I sucked him off every Monday evening until the end of the season.
Jerry would sit at one end of the couch eating Susan's delicious fried chicken and watching the game as I sat next to him with my face buried in his lap as I sucked and slobbered on his delicious black cock occasionally looking at the screen out of the corner of my eye. He would often get oil from the chicken in my hair as he held my head and pushed it down further on his cock while cumming deep in my throat. Once he came in my mouth just as the Giants scored the winning touchdown. I don't know what event excited him more. I would supply the beer to wash down both the chicken and the cum.
On a couple of occasions, if we had been unable to meet on Monday, I took him out to the garage, on the excuse of helping me with a repair to my motorcycle. I'd quickly drop to my knees to suck his cock as he held me by my ears and forced his cock down my throat. We had to be careful and do it quickly because my wife could easily have come in and caught us in the act.
Sadly,this all came to an end when he accepted a transfer by his company back to Atlanta where he and his wife were from. Shortly before he left, he asked me if it was okay if he brought someone else along to our next meeting.
His 18 year old cousin had come up from Georgia on a visit and was going back home on Wednesday. Jerry had told him about me and had told him about my cocksucking abilities. I was unsure about this as I had never sucked a cock with someone else watching but at the same time I was excited by the idea of being the star of a cocksucking exhibition.
Jerry and I were both about 25, and the prospect of sucking off a young stud was too good to reject so I agreed. Jerry suggested that I come over to his house that weekend to meet his cousin before Mondays game. When I got to his house, Susan greeted me and introduced me to Stan, Jerry's cousin saying that I was the friend that her husband watched football with every Monday. Stan shook my hand and said with a wink and a smile that he was looking forward to "watching the game" with us and that Jerry had told him a LOT about me.
Jerry and I were both about 6 feet tall, but Stan, at 18 was already at least 6' 6" and quite muscular. I began to wonder what I'd gotten myself into. After I got back home, I spoke to my wife and asked her if she intended to visit her parents on Monday as usual and when she said yes, I checked to make sure I had enough beer and chips.
When Monday finally came, I was extremely nervous as I opened the door to allow my guests in and led them into the den.