For whatever the reason, and it certainly is not because as men claim, they suck better, I love cumming in a man's mouth.

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A Navy buddy of mine and myself were in Bremerton, Washington, back in 1972, out on the town on Friday night, ate dinner at a nice restaurant, went to a USO type place for some women to dance with, and it never occurred to me he wasn't hitting on many of the women. I danced with a few, but at the end of the night, it was me and him, and we missed the bus back to our base about 20 miles away. We decided to get a motel room, never forget it " the Hearthside Inn". We checked in, and found we had a kingsized bed, he opted for the first shower, I went for ice, and sodas. I came back to the room and he was bent over drying himself, and as I walked by him, he took a long look at my crotch. I undressed and jumped into the shower, when I opened the shower door he was sitting on the toilet, as I reached for the towel, he stood up and said let me do that for you. I turned and he dried my back, and turned me, and leaned over and started to suck on my nipples, while reaching down to grab my hard cock. He knelt and used his mouth to kiss it and quickly inhaled its full length. He bagan to work it in and out of his mouth, as I placed my hands on the back of his head and started to hump his face. He moved me to the bed, and laid me back on it, and spun around, there was this giant cock dripping precum in front of my eyes, and I wanted him to feel as good as he was making me feel. I licked the head, and grabbed the base, and took as much of it in my mouth as I could handle. It was so warm, and tasted so good, I could feel the pulse of his heartbeat, and he was sucking me like a Hoover. I began to stroke and suck, and could feel his cock enlarge, and suddenly there was an explosion of ropelike cum shooting down my throat, I continued to suck and beat it unmercilly, I was hungry for every drop, he was draining my balls, and I wanted all of his, this was like nothing a woman had ever done to me. We rested, drank some sodas, and lay there kissing and stroking each other, and fell asleep. Morning came, and we repeated our previous nites romp, went out sightseeing, and returned to the hotel for another night of lust and leisure.
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never remember nto swallowing unless it was a time I wanted it on my face so i could lick it off.

But the first time I sucked a guy was when i was about 16. I was friends with soem guys about 21 or 22 and would hang out with them. One night I met up with them late and they were talking about how their girlfriends had left them high and dry.

One mentioned he was going to go find a gay friend of his to give him some relief and he took off. This left me this one guy. He was kind of tall and real skinny and scrawny looking. We cruised for a bit na dhe said that he wished he knew a gay guy to suck him off. I was curiosu adn had jerked off with some guys my age so I said I'll do it. He looked at em and said are you a fag. I said well I like lookign at cocks and tits so I must be bi.

We went to a parking spot in the country and I unfastened his pants. When i pulled his pants down it scared the hell out of me. He was hung like a fucking horse. I wasn't sure what to do so he kind of talked me thru getting started. He was so big I could only get the head and maybe 3 inches in my mouth. But I worked the head and jerke him with my hands. He was pretty horny cause i only sucked for maybe 10 minutes and all fo sudden he grabbed the back of my head and pushed me onto him. I choked and he started shooting. Youngs guys tend to shoot big loads and a lot ofit went down my chin but i swallowed as mucha s i could.

He got dressed and I wiped my face and we went back to town and cruised for a while.

Wen he dropped me off he said it was great. I ened up suckign hima dn also two buddies for another two years. One of them took my anal cherry and I also had my first threesoem with them.

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When I was 13 I was playing with an older cousin, he was 3 years older. He could drive. we were working in the church and he asked to give me a ride home. We had played before. He had let me cum in his mouth before, but I never had him cum inside me, although I sucked him off a lot. We went parking and I started working on his cock. As he was getting closer, he tapped my head to signal he was going to cum. I kept on sucking and was surpirsed by a few long spurts of cum. I wasn't sure what to expect but I was horny and willing to try anything. I rememebr it hitting the back of my throat. It was so warm and some leaked out of my mouth. I pulled off and swallowed what was left in my mouth. I still love sucking cock and feeling that burst of cum in my mouth.

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I guess I was about 12 or 13 the first time I swallowed cum.
Me and my best friend,had been fooling around for a few months,dryhumping one another,kissing,touching when we got to have our first unattended camp out.
It may have only been in my backyard but we went a little further that night.
It started with some more undressing and kissing then he went down on me.
He didnt seem to into it,but wasnt long before I was taking his cock down my throat and loving every minute of it.
It didnt seem to take long ..............and I had my first load.
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm

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I had a designer friend who had been after my 20 year old body for some time. I accepted his invitation to stay the night with a good deal of anticipation which was amply rewarded. I was vaguely virginal. but very eager to lose that status. We got naked; he lay on his back and poked his hard 8" toward the ceiling. I engulfed as much of it as I could, maybe 4", and started running my tongue around the rim of his glans. He didn't last long and I was soon swallowing large gouts of steamy sperm which made my gums tingle. Loved the feeling and the taste then and still do. Those spasms of ejaculation are the sexiest sensations I know whether in my mouth or in my ass.

That was 40 years ago and I still miss him.

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It was the summer I was 11 or 12 years old. I was playin with my small dick pretty often but hadnt cum yet. I had been adopted by an older couple and had no siblings and was leading a pretty solitary life. Then the neighbor kid asked if I wanted to hang out. I thought he was the coolest kid in the world. He was a couple of years older, had a brother and two sisters all older than him and usually hung out with older kids. Sure I wanted to hang out.

It started off with the usual stuff, playin and hangin out, then one day he said lets go back to my garage. He had swiped his dads porn mag. We stood side by side as he leafed through it and to my embarrassment my little dick got stiff. I tried to hide it but he saw it and said it was ok the pics made him hard too. For a couple of weeks we went to his garage every day to look at the mag and others that he would borrow and he started tellin me stories about what his brother and his brothers girlfriend and his sisters and their boyfriends did.

Then one day as we stood side by side drooling over a mag he whipped his stiff dick out and began to jerk off. I couldnt take my eyes off his hand stroking his stiff willey. Go ahead, he said, you do it too it feels great. Well. I had been playin with my dick pretty regular and knew it felt good and didnt want to look like a dumb kid in front of him so i unzipped and pulled it out. He didnt comment on how much smaller I was than him and I soon loosened up. We stroked until or dicks were sore that first time. Neither of us shot a load.

We continued to meet and jerk in his garage almost daily for another week. Then one day while we were stroking he turned to me and said, you do it for me. I stopped in mid stroke and stared at his stiff dick, I didnt know what he meant. He reached down and guided my hand to his cock and said to just pull on it the way I did my own. So I did. He returned the favor. For a while our daily meets in his garage always ended in 10 or 15 minutes of mutual masturbation.

During this whole time he continued to tell me stories about his brother and sisters and their sexual exploits. Some things they had told him, some he had overheard as they compared notes and some he had witnessed. One day he told me about spying on his brother while his brothers girlfriend gave him a blow job. I thought it was the hottest thing I had ever heard. That day as we looked at the mag he kept sayin things like Id like her to suck my dick and she looks like she likes to suck dick. That day for the first time he shot a load as I jerked him off. I still couldnt cum.

The very next day when we went to his garage and he didnt have a mag. I asked what was up and he said Ill tell you whats up. Remember what I told you my brothers girlfriend did, well I want you to do that to me and he pulled out his stiff dick. I just stood there staring at him. Then he said if I didnt do it he would tell my parents and his brother and everybody that I was a fag and have been jerking him off. I started crying, at that time in small town America that was about the worst rep you could have. It never occured to me he would be guilty of the same. What do you want me to do? I asked. He told me to get on my knees and when I did he shoved his dick in my mouth. He told me to keep my lips tight around his dick and he grabbed my head and basically fucked my mouth. It only took a dozen thrusts and he jammed my head against his groin and I felt his dick spasm and his cum filled my mouth. My face was jammed against him and my mouth was full of cock and cum so I just kinda naturally swallowed his cum.

Then he laid out the rules. I would meet him in the garage whenever he said and I would blow him. If I didnt he would tell evrybody how I sucked him off. That I liked to jerk off other boys dicks and suck their cocks. For the rest of the summer and through the next school year he summoned me to the garage almost daily, sometimes three or four times a day. I got so I looked forward to it. He never reciprocated and never jerked my cock again. It ended when his family moved away the next summer.

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I was 16, looked older and had bluffed my way into a porno theater - this was the mid 1970s, and it wasn't hard to do. After watching the straight porn flick for a while, I decided to check out the mens room which was down a flight of stairs. It was painted all black and red, and the stalls had no doors. I was alone and sat in the middle stall, jeans and my sister's purple cotton bikini panties around my ankles as I slowly stroked my cock.

It wasn't more than a minute before a guy came in, probably around 30 years old or so. I frantically grabbed my jeans and pulled them high enough to hide the panties as I stuffed my cock down to try to hide it as well. I had no idea that EVERYONE in these places was gay, or that a tight, hard-body teenager with an 8" cock would be a hot commodity.

The guy sat down in the stall next to mine. I peeked through the tiny peep hole and could see him stroking his cock, which just got me harder. Remembering the complex series of signals I'd heard about, I shifted my left foot slightly toward him and slowly moved the toe up and down a couple of times. I expected to see a scrap of toilet paper hit the floor next... but no. The guy didn't even hesitate. He stood up, came around the partition and stuck his stiff cock in my face! All I could think to do was open my mouth and take his cock between my lips. I had sucked boys my own age off before, but we'd never actually cum. I knew how to suck, though, and I sucked his cock for all I was worth. I managed to get about half the length in my mouth and reached up to stroke the shaft and his balls with my left hand as my right found my own cock again.

He didn't last too long, maybe a couple of minutes before he unloaded his balls in my mouth. I could sense it might be coming and was ready for it, but the taste and quantity was still something of a surprise. Still, I managed to swallow every drop. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, zipped up and left without a single word. It didn't take me more than half a dozen strokes to cum after he left, and I shot a huge load on the floor of the mens room.

After that, it was only a week or so before I got fucked for the first time and swallowed my second load of cum. To this day, I love having a stranger use my mouth, dump his load and leave me feeling like a whore.

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when i was a very young teen i worked for a photographer who liked to take me to a highway rest area outside of town. i loved it, all these older men who just couldn't keep their hands off of me...i was wonderful to get my little cock sucked almost daily.
one night coming back from shooting a wedding we stopped at the rest area and my boss immediately found a horny trucker and went with him to his sleeper cab. me, i waited in the men's room in the last stall...after a while someone came into the stall next to mine and i peeked through the glory hole..i saw him bend down to look into mine and i stood there with my jeans pulled down and showed him my smooth little bod. i wanted, as usual, to feel a hot mouth licking and sucking me..he liked what he saw and i heard him step out of his stall and saw his feet below the door to mine..i unlocked the stall door and he stepped in. he was big, 6-foot plus, buzz cut and very butch. he locked the door behind him and began kissing me and feeling me..mmm it was so hot..then something happened that hadn't before..instead of bending down and sucking me he pushed me into a sitting position on the john and unbuckled his pants. he pulled them down and suddenedly a huge cock was bobbing in front of my little mouth..without a word he pulled my face close and guided that big dick to my virgin mouth..i looked up at him and he smiled..he put the massive head into my little mouth and began to stroke himself...he pushed in deeper and i gagged..this turned him on so much he began to fuck my mouth...i remember precum coating my face and i was aware that someone was in his old stall watching us ... i didn't care..there was nothing i could do..he held me tight and jacked off .. his 9 inch thick cock stuffing my mouth and rubbing across my wet face...i tried to pull away as he got close but he held my face tight to him and his cum exploded in my mouth....i swallowed what i could but most of it just soaked my face, chin and neck...when he was done i lead me outside to the parking lot and into his van...i was dazed when i climbed into the back and he stripped me for another first time lesson ....

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Back in the 1970s, I used to go to a gay adult movie theater in Boston. I would sit in the last seat of the 3rd row from the back, and a in a navy P-coat would soon appear and blow me with real skill. I would shoot in his mouth, and he would disappear into the darkness. I got to know his schedule and would try to be there to enjoy his skill. But I still though I would never like sucking cock.

Then I went to a bathhouse and the first time there 69d with a guy while his lover played with each of us. The lover took my load, but I didn't take anyone's.

After a lot of new experiences there (it was a friendly place; this was the 70s!), I found myself in a small sitting area opposite a young, handsome, lightly muscled black guy in a towel. The lights were dim, and I hoped he would make the first move. He didn't. So eventually, I said "What the hell," and I got down on my knees and reached beneath his towel. He opened the towel, and I sucked his long, slim, very hard cock. He began to moan a bit, and then suddenly he was shooting, very strong spurts that hit my throat and my tongue. I felt a rush of power that I had caused this powerful orgasm on his part. I suddenly realized that this was a huge turn-on for me, and I sought the experience with different guys in different places.

Eventually, in grad school, I spent a year at a university on the shore of the Mediterranean, where there was an ancient Turkish bath not far from a UN base. I discovered that young soldiers from all over the world would come there when they got off duty, ostensibly to shower, clean up, and then go into the city and look for girls. But there were always a few young soldiers who seemed to be looking to play. And remember, these were guys who had just come off a week, 10 days, or two weeks in the desert, horny as hell. I found that by sitting in the right area and making the right, discreet moves that indicated availability, you could have as many young soldiers as you wanted. I wanted almost all of them. Again, it was a rush of power to feel them explode in my mouth.

With one or two of them, things went further. I had two favorite experiences, both within a few hours.
First, a very tall, slender lad with black hair and dark black eyes came into the Turkish bath with a large group of soldiers. His eyes showed interest, and also fear - he wanted to play, but he did not want his confreres to know. Following his lead, I made my way to an alcove used for quick hookups, and there I found him standing, trembling, while a tall guy sort of manhandled him, trying to force him to do all sorts of things. I had seen this tall guy before, and he was a bad lot. I broke etiquette by entering the alcove. The tall guy glared at me, but the soldier looked at me with relief and gratitude in his eyes. I put my arms around him, while the other guy, who was behind him and had probably been trying to force the young soldier to get fucked standing up, left with explosive expressions of anger. The young soldier and I were face to face, foreheads touching, and he thanked me. I thought things would end there, but he continued to cuddle, and eventually our lips met. We nuzzled rather than kissed deeply, and I kissed his neck, which elicited a deep groan of pleasure. I went next for his right nipple, and it was clear to me that he was experiencing pleasure that was something new to him. We lay down on a stone bench, and I licked my way down to his navel, while the head of his cock just touched my beard-stubble. I wanted this to last, I wanted him to feel pleasure for as long as possible, so I played my way past his hardon, allowing it to graze my face as I teased my way to his toes with the tip of my tongue, and then made my way back up. He was on Cloud 9, lost in pleasure, desperate to see where all of this would lead. I continued to make my way up and down his tall body, and to lick every inch with the tip of my tongue - going as far between his legs as the spread of his legs would allow. I had never rimmed a guy, but I wanted to rim him just so that he would feel the same overwhelming sensation I had felt the first time a guy had rimmed me to heaven. But it was not to be... after about half an hour of gently tonguing him up and down with only the tip of my tongue, some subtle change in the arch of his back told me that we had gone to a new level. Without warning, as I grazed my way down his body for the umpteenth time, I suddenly swallowed his hardon to the hilt. He fired off like a missile, his deep grunt-groan-moans governed by the fear I had seen in his eyes at first, while the strength of his orgasm shook his soul. I continued to move up and down his hardon until he was spent, and then I kissed my way up to his lips. My tongue parted his lips, and I shared my mouthful of his come with him. His huge, black eyes opened in astonished pleasure, and I felt him harden again against my torso. He grew wild, and now we kissed deeply, tongues gone wild.

Finally, with a sigh, he plunged down on me to return the favor. Clearly, cock was new in his mouth, and he was doing this to reciprocate and thank me for his pleasure. I did not prolong his work, coming swiftly, and again we shared mouthfuls of cum.

And then I saw fear return to his eyes. He had enjoyed this more than he had expected, and now terror began to set in. With gentle kisses and caresses, but without a word, he withdrew from our embrace, though our arms were still around each other. I understood, and much as I wished I could take him home and give him such orgasms many times a day for the rest of our lives, I let him go. We stared into each other's eyes, into each other's souls, and then he was gone.

I showered, and a short, handsome, bearded young man took the showerhead next to me and asked to share my shampoo. I had seen him before, and had thought him so handsome that I hadn't dared to approach him - also, I had thought him straight; this was a public Turkish bath where straights, gays, curious, and available mingled.

We were soon chatting about nothing, flirting below the surface, and we found ourselves back in the same alcove. The chatting and eye contact had nothing to do with the throbbing growth of hardons, and when his demeanor indicated availability, in the course of the conversation, I put my hand on his knee. He did not flinch, so I left my hand there, and as the conversation proceeded, my hand wandered north of his towel line, to where the handsome cock I had seen in the shower room was now hard. Unlike the soldier, who had a cock only God could have provided, this new fellow had a perfectly proportioned six inch cock, curved upward like a scimitar. I played with it as our conversation continued, until at some point I simply moved his towel aside and went down on him. He asked me if I wanted to come as well, and when I pulled off his cock long enough to say "yes," he began to stroke my cock while I sucked him. His orgasm was a series of strong shakes and spurts, all of this while our conversation continued. I have no idea what we were discussing, nor did I then, and probably neither did he.

Two men, two cocks, two mouthfuls, each different from the other. I took my bus back to my student lodging, wondering if another day would ever yield as much pleasure as this day had. But this was a peak, one I have summoned up many times when jerking off over the years since.

People say that the top is in control, but I think in cocksucking, except for crude sucking of trade where a guy grabs your head and just shoots, it is the cocksucker who holds the power, who controls how his partner will achieve orgasm. It is a role I love, though I place myself in the hands (and mouth, and perhaps more) of men who enjoy the role as I do. It is we who bring cocksucking to the level of art.

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My first time i was 12 my sister who was 16 and i were home with out our parents and she had her boyfriend over i was up watchiong Tv and I could hear them fucking in her room. I got very hard hearing them i had been only geting hard and jerking off for a very short thing then. We they were done he came out out her room and sat with me on the couch. We were talking for a few and he started asking me about sex , you know, did i jerk off kissed a girl and stuff like that. He asked if i wanted to see his cock and would i show him mine. He took his out and so did I. I was aready hard we jerked our selfs for a few and watched each other and then he reached over and started stroking me no one had touched my cock but me before that. well i came in about 5 min. He then told me to suck him and he would show me how. he stood in front of me and fed me his cock. As i was sucking his I got so hard again I kept thing how he had just fucked my sister with this cock. When He came it took me by suprise it was a smaller load than mine, he had cum a few times with my sister. he held my head and made me swollow.This became a reg thing with us for almost a year he would fuck her and then we would play. Some times i would hide and watch them fuck before I played with him.

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My first time was while I was an exchange student in Austria, I was 16. I was walking around the old town in a mid size city in Austria. When I went to a restroom that was next to a sex store / video booth place. I went down to the restroom and there were a bunch of guys there playing around. I had never played with a guy before, but I had jacked off to it and was definitely interested. But I still had to piss so I walked up to the trough and took a piss, there was an older guy next to me who was stroking his cock. While I was watching him my cock got hard and he reached over and started stroking it. He pulled me closer and I started to play with his cock. I had never really even seen or touched an uncut cock so it was a first all around. As I was stroking his cock he pushed me down to my knees. Well maybe I did that on my own, but I came face to face with my first cock. I stuck my tongue out and tasted it and ran it around the inside of his foreskin. I then started tring to take more and more of his dick. After a bit of time, it could have been 5 seconds or 5 minutes I don't really know as I was simply focused on that dick in my mouth. He came in my mouth but I wasn't really prepared so I was surprised, and let most of it get out of my mouth. After that I tore out of there embarrassed and freaked out. It wasn't until I went into the restroom at the train station that I realized that I had his cum on my face and on my shirt.

It didn't take me very long before I went back to that restroom, or found many other places around that I could either suck a cock or have someone suck my cock. It was my first time that I swallowed some cum, but it hasn't been my last, and I definitely enjoy it more now.

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I was 18 and used to go to an adult book store in chicago. I always got a hand full of quarters and headed back to the video booths. I always looked for the interracial porn movies on the doors of the booths. One day I went in the booth and sat down and put a quarter in the slot and started watching a diamond collection video. It was with an actor named uncle paul who had a masive black cock and a white girl sucking on it. I heard the door on the booth next to me open and close but did not hear any money droped in the slot. As I sat watching the movie I heard a voice say want to suck on it? I looked around and there was a gloryhole and that was where the voicewas comming from. Next thing I knew there was this black cock comming through the hole in the wall. I did not know what to do if I should split or stay this being my first time. I looked at it for a couple of minutes then I could not resist. I got up from the seat and down on my knees and took hold of it and started stroking it. the voice said "Put it in your mouth" I opened my mouth and stuck it in my mouth and began to rub my tongue around it and it started to grow. Within a few minutes it was rock hard and my mouth was straining to stay open wide to keep it in. Now if was totaly hooked I finally found my goal. I was so turned on by having this large cock in my mouth I started rubbing it all over my face, around my eyes then back in my mouth. I sucked and played with it with such joy and in a few minutes he said he was going to nut. Just then I felt his cock throb and pulsate and like a hose he shot his load in my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could but some of his cum still driped from my mouth and on the front of my t shirt. But I did not care I was in cock heaven and wanted all I could get. When he stoped shooting I pulled it out of my mouth and grabed it and squeezed from the base to the tip to get every drop on my tongue. He then pulled back and said see you later and left. I was soo horny I wanted more so I went from booth to booth looking for more cock to suck. I found an older gent that let me suck his cock and I sucked him till he shot his load in my mouth but it was not the same. I have had a few encounters since then but I will always be hooked on sucking black cock.

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Basketball players - college age - used to frequent the old Art Cinema, the last male porn movie theater in Boston, and also occasionally the Club Baths, around the corner from there. I was once sitting on the edge of the padded area in the orgy room at the Club Baths, recovering from some other encounter, when a very handsome group of 6 or 8 very tall basketball-player types clad only in towels or jockstraps came into view. They stood in a small circle in the lighted area of the orgy room, chatting and scratching their pouches from time to time. One of them was terminally cute, and he and I were keeping an eye on each other. I was waiting for him to separate from the group, but he stayed in the circle, yet he winked at me. Finally, I couldn't stand it any more, and so I simply got off the padded area onto the floor, entered the circle, didn't say a word to the guys above me, who continued to chat as I began with my guy and then made my way around the circle. I got a kick out of how they pretended not to notice what was going on below their waists. Funny, for basketball players, they were all powerful shooters, not one dribbler in the bunch. Man, those were the days. I seem to recall finding one of them a few hours later hanging out on his belly, ass up, and mounting him, but some of those days are a blur. You went to the baths to have sex with lots of guys, and you did. This was the early 1970s, when things were still fairly hidden, and once the bathhouse door closed behind you, you were in a confidential world where you could adopt an identity for the evening, play out your fantasies, and you didn't expect to find your cameraphone image an hour later on Facebook, showing you with two cocks in your mouth at once. There was something powerful and mysterious about that lost world that we'll never see again, for all that we've gained (and the many guys we've lost).

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