It seemed that way with me too. Always curious about being with men but had no idea what I’d do when I crossed the line into this erotic world.We need to talk.I have a somewhat similar story about when and how I started sucking cock. I was much younger than you though and my Dom was only 2 years older than me. Throughout my life there have been many men like OldCowboy who have spotted me as a potential cocksucker even though I look, my voice and act very masculine. They somehow are able to see right through that.
But when that day came, somehow this older man knew before I did who I was in the pecking order. He took me to to a remote area of his barn. I had been there working during the summer to earn money. The guys there always would be cutting up and joking around and sexual talk always was in the conversation. Being younger than most of these hands, they’d tease me a bit about my experience to theirs. But we were talking about being with women. I like led girls too but had this affinity for men as well.
So when he took me to the barn after work we were tidying some things up and he said it was too hot and took off his shirt. We both were grimy and sweaty and when he was shirtless, I found myself staring at his chest. I guess he caught me because he comes over to me and says to me I knew that’s the kind of guy you were. I said what do you mean. He told me you know what I mean. As he said that he told me don’t worry, we’re alone and no one will come in on us as he began to undo his belt. I asked what he was doing while staring at his crotch knowing exactly what he was doing. When he undid his pants and began pulling them down I found myself naturally lowering myself to my knees as if I’d done this before. But I hadn’t. He knew before I did that I was a cocksucker and he was about to prove it.
I dropped, he walked up and said see, I knew you were that kind of guy and fed me his dick! My first taste of cock fueled me with desire and smelling the muskiness of his crotch only enraged my desire more. I heard myself moaning as I slurped my first dick. He guided me along the way and showed me how to make him feel good and when he was about to cum he told me to get ready and held my head as he began shooting jizz in my mouth. The pressure felt like he was pissing in there but it was ripe after powerful rope of cum. I choked and gagged and cum oozed from my lips as I tried to keep up but he must have been hold that for a month it felt.
When we were done he said, now don’t forget who you are because I won’t. I asked him what was I…gay? He said no, you’re a cocksucker! I said what? I never did that before just now. He said you want to do it again tomorrow? I paused and thought…yea! Then I told him, hell, I want to do it again now! He laughed and said well that won’t happen with me. I’m spent for a while.
Over the summer, from time to time we’d volunteer to clean up the barn at the end of the day and of course, I’d drop to my knees and suck his cock. A few times he’d give me a ride home but not before stopping at the side of the road for some head. He also had me over to his apartment where he introduced me to anal sex. But I’ll save that for another time.
