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He Did It In My Mouth

Date: 1/21/2017, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Gay, Mature, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Young, Author: bryanll, Rating: 84.4, Source: sexstories.com

Well, it was like this (in fact, it is still like this even though I am a few years older now): His penis was ugly but it was beautiful It seemed threatening and dangerous, but it was crazy-sexy! It was nasty because he peed with it, yet it was all I could do to keep it out of my mouth. It was hard and men were aggressive yet my mouth was soft and I was passive and effeminate. It seemed powerful and superior and I sensed the need to kneel before it and to please and appease it. It seemed so strong and confident which made me feel smaller and uncertain. It was like a weapon that was hard & it penetrated & it thrusted while my mouth was was weak and passive and placating and willing to surrender. His cock seemed strong and even I was aware that the muscles of his hips were a thousand times stronger than the weakness of my mouth and the muscles of my head and neck which, in other terms, meant that the erect penis that was staring right at me had the power to take what it wanted from my mouth and there was nothing I could do about it if it chose to do those things. It was the imagination of his absolute control and my absolute surrender that seduced me as much as anything. I was not able to verbalize or thoughtfully analyze any of those points at the time, but all of the sensations that go with those points were dancing inside of my queer self and they were just too much for me to handle. Was it any wonder that I stayed right there and didn’t move—couldn’t move—and just stared ... at Cal’s erection? In one instance, I wanted to run from it because I was afraid of it and in the next, I wanted to push my mouth forward and take it in. In another instance, I wanted to plead with it for mercy while in the next, I wanted to kiss it to show it respect and hope that would like me. In one instance, I felt that his cock could become angry while in the next, I wanted to offer it complete use of my mouth so that it would be happy with me. I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to become a cocksucker, yet I had a great desire to suck on his penis until he was pleased with me. And that is how I found myself in a dimly lit place, on my knees, with a grown man’s erection right in front of my face. “Just look at it, Bryan. Just look. You don’t have to do anything.” Fingers of his right hand moved it slightly from side-to-side and he stepped a half-foot forward. “That is, unless you want to.” I couldn’t respond. I felt hypnotized and paralyzed. It was so hard. To this day, I am seduced by a cock that is very hard. It looked so hard. I wanted to feel its hardness, not with my hand, but with the ever-sensitive parts of my mouth. To . . . To . . . To suck . . . To suck on it. Okay, there I said it, at least to myself, before I suddenly reversed that thought and screamed silently in my head “No! No! No! I don’t want to suck on it. I’m not a faggot! I’m not a cocksucker!” But another voice was very compelling in getting me to imagine that head – that head of his cock – that magnificent ...