This story is true, and from the late 70s, before we
found out anonymous sex could kill you!
My Saturday afternoon routine often included an hour or
so at the local ABS, sucking and being sucked. Besides
the fact that I LOVED to suck, I though dropping a load
or two in the afternoon made me a better fuck with my
girlfriend that night.
This particular afternoon, I had cum once, and sucked
off a couple guys. I thought I’d drop another load, and
then head out. When a guy entered the booth next to me,
I had my cock aimed at the glory hole, ready to be
serviced.
His fingers reached through the hole and guided my cock
straight to his mouth. Long hard sucks, from my pubes
to the tip. He swirled his tongue around the head, then
did it all over again. If I hadn’t already cum once,
this would have been over quickly. After a minute or so
of the long strokes, he switched to just licking the
head. GAWD! I love that!
Finally, he settled on polishing my knob, just lips and
tongue on the head of my cock. This was one excellent
cocksucker, and I wished I could reward him with a huge
load, but I could only give him the second load of the
day. I blasted it into his mouth and heard him swallow
it all down.
I had planned to cum and go, but I thought I needed to
show this guy that I am an excellent cocksucker, too. I
zipped up, and signaled for him to give me his cock. A
long, slim, uncut cock came into my booth. I have
nothing against uncut cocks, as long as they’re clean;
they can get all schmeggy under the hood. But, this one
was nice and clean. It pointed almost straight up.
I pulled the skin back and took the head into my mouth.
Slow hard pulls on the head caused his cock to swell
and get even harder than it was! In less than a minute
he blasted the back of my throat with a huge load of
hot, thick, salty cum. I pumped him dry, swallowed
every drop, then bolted out of the booth. I wanted to
see who I had just swapped cum with, but also wanted to
be far enough from the booth that he wouldn’t know it
was me.
I was a couple booths down when I heard his door
opening. I turned around and was walking back when I
saw Ed, my best friend, come out of the booth. I knew
instantly that I had just blown my best friend. That
didn’t stop me from fuckin’ with him! I walked up to
him and whispered, “You’ve got CUM in your beard!”
He instantly raised his hand to wipe off the cum, then
realized he had just admitted to doing SOMETHING that
could put cum on his beard. I didn’t let him squirm
long before telling him that I was in the booth next to
his.
We left the ABS and went back to his house to talk over
what had just happened. This was the first time in my
adult life that I had ever traded cum with someone I
knew. I didn’t know what was next.
We both agreed anonymous sex was getting scary these
days, with stories of herpes in the news, and AIDS, as
yet un-named, just starting. We also agreed we loved
sucking cock and being sucked. The obvious solution was
to suck each other, exclusively. So, that’s what we’ve
been doing for the past, OMG, 30 years!
We have both married lovely women, and have families.
My wife knows about us, Ed’s does not. This isn’t a
romance or love relationship. We don’t kiss, (I’ll suck
and be sucked, fuck and be fucked, but KISSING a guy is
way too gay for me!) we never go to bed together. We
suck each other off every chance we get. If we have 10
minutes alone, that’s all we need. And, we fuck each
other occasionally. (Not often, neither of us wanted
one of those big floppy assholes you see in videos!)
The only thing that beats kneeling in front of a guy to
worship his cock, is having him kneel in front of you,
grabbing the back of his head and fucking his face. I
am able to do both, and still remain safe.