Lately, I’ve been thinking about it a lot. It’s been years since I did it, but I keep fantasizing about sucking cock. I don't recall when I actually started thinking about it. In truth, it’s probably always been there, lurking in the back of my mind.
Anyway, the thoughts have been passing through my mind more and more lately. I'm not sure if it’s because of a desire to try it again or whether it’s the influence of my internet browsing.
I remember having curiosity thoughts about a gay lifestyle as far back as my teens. For example, one time after my High School girlfriend had gone down on me, I found myself thinking about what she’d experienced, what satisfaction and thrills she’d got from sucking my cock. What did it feel like in her mouth?
My curiosity grew when I discovered internet porn. I was immediately attracted to blowjob and cum shot pictures and movies. Eventually, this interest led me to bisexual threesome movies involving two men and a woman. In a short time, I realized that I was mainly watching guy-on-guy porn and, eventually, that led to some interesting cock-sucking experiences.
But that was some time back. Anyway, to the point. Being particularly horny one night, I decided to act. I put an advertisement on craigslist. It was a simple post, couldn’t be any plainer: I said I wanted to suck a cock.
Within half an hour I’d received several responses. Most of them were worthless but one message seemed friendly and it included a picture of a very nice cock. I was definitely interested and, after a few messages back and forth, we agreed to meet in a parking lot about a ten-minute walk from my apartment.
Having made the arrangement, I suddenly couldn't believe what I’d just done. There was a man on his way to meet me for one purpose. I was to suck his cock. That’s it. I was expected to provide oral pleasure. End of story!
Of course, it crossed my mind to back out of the arrangement even as I took a few minutes to gather my things before heading out to meet him. But as I walked toward our rendezvous, I convinced myself that it’s what I wanted. I kept telling myself, ‘I’m finally about to do it, I'm going to suck a cock again.’
The butterflies in my stomach fluttered like never before. I was so nervous my legs were literally shaking and I wasn’t sure my knees would keep me upright. I feared I might collapse at any moment and, as I approached the parking lot, I saw the car he’d described. He was waiting for me!
I paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and knew this was my last chance to get out of there. Instead, I carried on toward the car. As I approached the passenger door, I heard the automatic locks click as he unlocked the door. Oh boy, I'm about to suck cock.
I opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. I looked at the man with whom I was about to have this encounter. He was good looking, probably in his late thirties, and had a five o'clock shadow. He wore a t-shirt and rather short gym shorts.
We looked at each other for a moment. I'm sure I was holding my breath; I was that nervous. Then, without saying a word, he slid down his shorts, revealing his cock. It was already erect.
