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Sunday night and he hadn’t called. I hadn’t been able to think of anything but him since I watched him disappear into the woods as I savored the lingering new taste of his cum. It was so strange. It reminded me of a high school crush. Then I would have called the girl, but this was different. I didn’t have his phone number, and he was the one that said he would call. I wondered if this had been a one time thing, or could it be an awaking in me for which there was no turning back? I paced around all day, waiting for him to call, needing him to call. I didn’t understand what had happened, but I knew I liked it. I now knew how all those girls felt over the years that I promised to call, but didn’t.
All day at work on Monday I had trouble focusing. Why didn’t he call? He said the blowjob was great and that he would call, but still no call. I couldn’t get the vision of his rugged good looks, masculine body, and awesome cock out of my mind. The more I thought about him, the more I wanted him to call, the more I wanted to please him again. Before Saturday I had never thought about sucking a cock, and now that was all I could think about.
Leaving work I decided to skip the gym. I didn’t want to miss his call. I stopped and grabbed a couple of six packs of Blue Moon and figured when, if he called, I would have some beer in the frig. Half time and six beers down, why won’t he call? It’s driving me crazy. I gave up and called it a night.
Tuesday was no different. Constantly looking at my phone, unable to focus on work. The hours passed slowly, and finally I headed home. I walked into my house and ripped off my work clothes and put on some basketball shorts and a tank top and popped a beer. Then another, and another. Then it rang. I quickly answered.
It was him. “My wife is playing bunko tonight. What’s your address? I sure istanbul travesti could use another amazing blowjob.”
I blurted out my address and said it would be great to see him again. He said he would be there in 15 minutes. I went to brush my teeth. As I brushed, I pulled my tank top up and admired my smooth, tanned six pack abs. All the time in the gym, cycling and running had me in great shape. I thought to myself that I was glad that I had shaved my body this morning so I would be smooth for him. Then the strangest thought hit me. Have I been staying in great shape, tanning and shaving my body to look good for men? I looked into my eyes and saw confusion. I had always been the alpha male, in charge. But with my mountain man something was different. He was the one in charge. I needed to change the dynamics to be at least on equal ground. I splashed on some cologne and started pacing, waiting for him to arrive. I put on some classic rock and inserted my Heart disc to play when he arrived.
I looked out the window and saw a red Jeep with the top off, coming down the street, slow and turn into my driveway. He jumped out and started up the walk towards the door. What a Stud, I thought, admiring his masculine confidence in his walk. I was hesitant, did I really want to do this? I could rationalize that Saturday was a one time thing, but twice? Would that make me gay? I hit play on the Heart disc.
Before I could give that much thought, he knocked on the door and I let him in. Without thinking, I moved in to give him a hug and a kiss. He stopped my advance by grabbing my shoulders with his strong hands. “Whoa! No kissing. Remember, you are my cock sucker, nothing more. I’m not gay.”
He put downward pressure on my shoulders and I dropped to my knees and opened his shorts, pulling them and his boxers down. I was staring at his semi hard cock. Yes, just as beautiful as I remembered. I grabbed it with one hand, stroking it, admiring it’s firmness, the smoothness of it, and eagerly istanbul travestileri took it into my mouth. It felt wonderful as he started to slide it in and out and it quickly became hard as a rock.
“Yea, you have an amazing mouth. Let’s not get in a hurry. I want to enjoy this.” He pulled me up to my feet and pulled my tank top off. “Get naked. I want to see that smooth hot ass of yours.”
As I took off my shorts he walked over to the couch, finishing taking off his clothes and sat down. I knelt between his legs and grabbed his cock and started stroking it. I looked him in the eyes and smiled. “I’m glad you called, I was hoping to see you again. Saturday I sucked your cock because you wanted it, tonight I’m sucking it because I want to.”
“As long as you keep sucking my cock, you will be seeing a lot of me.”
I grabbed his cock and leaned in and licked it from the base to the tip and briefly took the big head into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. I then plunged it deep into my throat, eliciting a moan from him. Just as quickly I took it out of my mouth and licked my way down to his hairy balls, licking around them and then taking them into my mouth. I continued to stroke his cock as I explored his balls with my mouth and tongue. He was moaning with pleasure and I couldn’t resist taking his amazing cock back in my mouth and began to slowly bob up and down the full length. I was slobbering on him, making loud slurping noises and moaning my enjoyment. After a few minutes of slowly deep throating him the song “Crazy on You” came on. I began to focus my attention on sucking the big mushroom head and the top few inches with my mouth and stroked the shaft with my hand.
“Oh yeah, go crazy on my cock. This is going to be our song.”
And I did go crazy, loving my new found lust for cock, peeking up his hairy, masculine torso and looking him in the eyes. He had that far away look and his head fell back on the sofa. His body started to shudder and he raised his travesti istanbul ass off the sofa and I knew he was close. I continued to stroke the shaft and suck on the head as he erupted into my mouth. Shot after shot, I had to swallow to keep up with the flood of his delicious cum. He lowered back down onto the sofa and I switched to long, deep, slow gentle bobs the full length of his amazing cock, sucking out every drop.
I let his cock pop out of my mouth and sat back on my heels, resting my hands on his knees and watching his cock, still glistening with my saliva, soften and lay down on his stomach. Yes, as I admired his manly body, I realized that I am hot for him and loved sucking his cock. I started massaging his thighs as he met my gaze with a smile of satisfaction. His hairy thighs felt so different than my shaved smooth legs.
He broke my focus, “Grab us a beer.”
I stood up and he noticed my boner. “You sure look arosed, you must really love sucking cock.”
“I have to admit, before Saturday I never thought about it, but, yes I do enjoy sucking your cock and giving you pleasure. You really excite me in ways I’ve never experienced before.”
I leaned over to pick up my shorts to put them on.
“No stay naked, and lean over and let me see that sexy ass of yours. Man, your ass is hotter than my wife’s. Hell, it’s one of the hottest asses I’ve ever seen, on a man or a woman.”
I stood up and walked towards the kitchen and realized I was swaying my ass back and forth as I walked, enjoying the attention he was giving it, and me. When I came back with the beers he had gotten dressed.
I handed him a beer and leaned over to pick up my shorts.
“No, I want you naked whenever I’m here. I like looking at your hot body, especially your ass. Turn around again and lean over for me. Yes, next time I think I’m going to fuck that ass of yours. My wife plays bunko every Tuesday and Thursday. I’ll see you same time on Thursday.”
“But…”
“No buts, unless you mean your butt.”
He guzzled his beer and left me standing naked by the door watching him walk to his jeep, my erection pointing at him, admiring the source of my arousal.
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