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Can't stop fantasizing about men
When I was fourteen I had a friend who got me really ** by going through ** magazines with me and talking about how great a ** from one of those hot women would be. Then he started talking about how a mouth is just a mouth, really, and when your eyes are closed it doesn't matter who's blowing you. He asked me if I'd ever give a guy a ** for any amount of money. I said I would. He asked if I'd ever be willing to do it for free. I hesitated, and he told me that he knew he was gay and that he'd been ** while thinking of me since he was twelve. He wanted to ** my ** to see what it felt like. He also wanted me to ** his **. He wanted me to be his first experience. I was nervous as **, but I was flattered and very turned on. I agreed to it. He sucked me first, then I got on my knees and sucked him. We didn't **, and we didn't talk about it again for a couple of months.
Eventually we talked about it again, which led to us fooling around again. I came in his mouth that time. I think we were fifteen. I let him ** in my mouth, too. Neither of us swallowed that time. As the years passed we started fooling around even more. Kissing, touching each other, swallowing each other's loads. I cheated on two girlfriends with him. He cheated on three boyfriends with me. It got to the point where I could send him a message and say "come ** my **" and he'd come right over.
He's been in a serious relationship now for a few years, which means I haven't fooled around with him. Lately all I can think about when I ** off is having a hard ** in my mouth. I love feeling that throbbing ** jerking in my mouth, I love feeling it spasm as a guy ** and fills my mouth with his hot, sticky seed. I love swallowing it and licking up every drop. I love feeling a man running his fingers through my hair, hearing him moan my name, hearing the sounds he makes as he **. I love looking down at a man as he gets on his knees for me, as he ** me to completion and swallows everything I give him. I love kissing a man and tasting my ** in his mouth.
God, I need to ** a **. I'm so eager to get on my knees for a man. I want to blow a married man, no strings attached. I want to be his secret, his bi lover on the side. None of the guys I've tried to pick up on Craigslist have ever come through. How do I find a guy? God, I need it.
Hot, all of it, and more dudes did that when we were kids than probably admit (might be embarrassing or whatever) - had a buddy when we were maybe b/t 10 & 12, used to rub our little boners together every time we were alone & nobody was around, both turned out straight, married, kids, the whole 9 - I think now that we're adults it doesn't "turn us on" anymore 'cause we don't like kids, and that's what we were, but we all still remember what happened, trust me. Personally not embarrassed, no bad memories of it, was fun, didn't know why we liked it, just felt good - we were too young to shoot loads or anything, but knew it was something that felt good as weird as it was.
At 12, I was stroking my ** and nothing came out, but it felt good. It was when I was 13, I thought I broke my ** because I came for the first time. But, it felt oh so good. By nature, at that stage of life, we are trying to figure out what our feelings are about those erections and what gets us feeling good. Later that summer a friend and I explored more together.
Without knowing it, I was about to learn a lot about my body. He taught me how to play strip poker. I was down to my undies and got an ** and no idea why. I lost my undies and noticed he had an **. Then he dared me to ** him for 1 minute and I did. Then I did the same to him.
It felt great. The more we went back and forth, the longer and deeper we went. We never came in one another mouth. But we jerked off each other and shot really big loads. It was incredible.
The next day he had me read a chapter of a WWII novel about these German sailors engaging in dominance and submission. I was not sure why but it got me hard. Not understanding why I felt that way, he asked if I wanted to reenact that chapter, and I said sure.
We go into his dad's workshop in the basement. We strip. He ties me bent over to a saw horse. Makes me ** him and then he screws me. I came during that and did not know why. All that summer he came up with all these ideas and places to reenact stuff like that.
I asked him where these Ideas came from and he admitted he wanted to try those things on me because his dad did them to him. I got more excited by it and had no idea why. But don't feel the same way now.
My goodness! That’s some summer of fun!!!
Well where are you I'm married and want to ** a guy
Your comment was ten years ago? How did your cravings turn out??!
I will ** ur crock for free. Do u live in michigan
Another ten year old proposition? How did that turn out??