A Fantasy Fulfilled

This story is about how I fulfilled, finally, a fantasy that had plagued me for years. It was a little embarrassing to recount at first, but... well - you’ll see. It’s completely fictional.
My wife is small and beautiful. Her tits are gorgeous and her pussy is hot, tight and wet. She loves to fuck me, suck me have me eat her pussy, suck her tits, lick, suck and fuck her asshole and have outrageous, messy sex. We like to fuck and suck for a long time, getting sweaty and slippery with come and pussy juice then doing it some more... but...

My fantasy is about cocks. Not men, but cocks. I have this fantastic urge, an unquenchable need to suck on a man’s cock, to feel it in my mouth and caress it with my lips and tongue, suck on it, make love to a penis with my mouth. I need to, I want to, experience a man fucking his cock into my mouth, fucking my mouth until he fills it with his come.
This is how my fantasy was fulfilled.

One evening, after working late, I was in my office browsing my library of porno files that I had on my computer. As I was browsing, and watching "grasp" movies, checking out the women getting fucked in all positions and sucking on big juicy cock, my own cock began to swell. I was getting a hardon and found myself looking more and more at those great big cocks again, thinking, knowing that I wanted to be the one sucking on them, swallowing them, eating the cum that was spurting from them and being fucked by them.

This line of thought gave me a major hard on that really needed tending to. I unbuckled my belt, unhitched my pants and unzipped my fly. I imagined myself licking, sucking and swallowing long hard cock as I pulled my own rigid member from my pants and began to slowly stroke it.
As I looked at the pictures and stroked my cock, a thought occurred to me. I had seen the ad a million times and now as I thought about it, it seemed the right thing to do. Still stroking my eight rigid inches, I picked up the phone and dialed the Self Awareness Hotline.
"Hello!, Self Awareness builds Self Confidence!" The voice that answered was female. Very neutral, but female. I thought,’Could I explain this to a woman?’
I was silent for a moment, and she said "Hello..?" again.
I replied "Uhm... Hello..."

The female voice said "Hi, my name is Gina. If you’re shy or afraid, you don’t have to worry. Just relax, I have all the time in the world to listen."
I started to say something and stopped, thought a second, started again and stopped.
Gina said "Just relax, what you want to say will come to you. Is there a problem?"
I began again. "Well... I, I have this, this... I don’t know, this... urge, no a need... to suck on a man’s penis." There was a moment of silence on the line, so I continued "I’m not gay, I don’t even know if I’m bisexual. I don’t want to hug or kiss or anything, I just want to suck on a cock."

Gina said "Wow, Um.. Well yours isn’t a unique situation you know, many people experience homosexual tendencies."
I responded, "No, this isn’t just a tendency, it’s something real, something that has been building for some time. I don’t think that there is any way to stop it, except by playing it out..."
I was still unconsciously stroking my cock as I spoke, it was very hard and my precome was oozing from the tip, lubricating my hand as I stroked.
Gina said "You sound distracted, are you allright?" I was excited, emotionally and sexually, finally talking to someone about my problem. I said that I was fine, that I was in the middle of something when I called. She asked "Were you masturbating?, thinking about having a man?"
I paused, wondering what she was after, then I said, "Yes."
"How did it feel?", she came back.
"Well actually it feels pretty good. I’m so horny with this fantasy, I just have to do it."
Gina paused a moment before she spoke "Oh.., so where are you?"
I told her I was in my office with the door locked.
She asked, "Would you like me to help you finish?"
"How would you do that?" I asked.
Gina said "I’ve sucked and fucked a lot of cocks, I could tell you about it as you masturbate."
I only had to think about this for a second before saying "Ok!"

Gina started talking low and slow over the phone as I leaned back in my chair and stroked my now come slick, rock hard prick. "I love cocks" she said. "I like them big and I like them small... mmmmm. I like to have a man’s hard cock in my mouth, gobbling it, swallowing it, letting him fuck it down my throat. I like the soft skin against my lips and tongue."
I was getting very excited listening to her. "Yes, I want that... tell me about sucking on big hard cocks!"

"Ohhhh, she continued, when you feel their cock get hard and grow in your mouth its magic! I get so excited when they are so stiff and I know they want to me to make them come and I want them to come, I want them to come in my mouth to fill my mouth with their sperm. I like to swallow all of it and let them push their cock down my throat and let them fuck my mouth until the come starts to flow from their big prick and they get rock hard... I love it when they come, when they explode in my mouth, gushing their cream down my throat and over my tongue..."
I groaned as I climaxed, shooting my come in a high arc. I pumped my throbbing penis, shooting and spilling come. When my orgasm had subsided I looked at the come still welling from the tip of my cock and dripping from my fingers. I raised my soaked fingers to my lips and tasted the honey from my cock.
Gina asked, "Did you do it? Did you come?"
I said "Oh yes, yes it was good, I love the way you talk."

Gina said "Well, I’m glad that I could help you with that, but I’ll tell you what, I have a friend here I think that you might want to talk to. His name is Joseph.
Before I could say anything another voice came on the line. "Hello..." Joseph’s voice, distinctly male, not baritone, not high pitched, low and smooth. "I’m Joseph..., Gina told me a little about your situation..."
I didn’t know what to do or say, I was scared and excited at the same time.
Joseph continued, "I understand how you feel. I’ve had the very same thoughts and fantasies. Are your fantasies causing you any real problems?"
Oh man, it was hang up or talk to him. I would actually be talking to a man about sucking on another man’s cock! "
...No..", I said, "It hasn’t caused me any more than just some anxiety and maybe making me excessively horny with nothing to do about it." I was excited just talking to him about it, my cock was again at full mast.
"How have you been relieving yourself of this sexual tension?", Joseph asked.
"Well, I’m married and my wife and I have good relations, I mean we’re in love and we have sex all the time... she’s as horny as I am but... It doesn’t stop me thinking about giving head to another man."
"Maybe I can help you with that..." a long pause, "would you like that?"

My heart lept into my throat and I had all kinds of butterflys. Could I do this? Was this man going to offer me his cock? I said, "Yes, I think I would like that."
Joseph said, "Good, why don’t we meet at the Gino’s for lunch tomorrow and we can discuss it... make plans."
I couldn’t believe it, this couldn’t be for real! "I said, "Yes!, that would be great, how about One o’clock?" Joseph said "One o’clock?, Excellent!, I’ll see you tomorrow!"
I didn’t know what to do with myself, so I gathered my things and went home. I couldn’t get my mind off my impending meeting with Joseph and had a constant hardon. My wife and I made love until we were worn out. We fell into a heap on the bed and she said "I can’t believe it!" as my cock began to swell against her side. "I can’t do it any more" she said as she trailed off to sleep, leaving me awake with a hard cock.
As I lay in bed, I played over and over in my mind different scenarios of what would transpire tomorrow. Eventually I fell into a dream filled sleep, a sleep filled with erotic visions and women and men and me...

The next day at the office I told my staff that I had an afternoon appointment and that I may or may not return.
I left for my "appointment" promptly at twelve thirty. I drove to Gino’s, which was a small restaraunt and bar that was right downtown. I had expected traffic to be bad, but to my pleasure I found it to be light and I made it in good time, finding a parking space almost immediately. I checked myself in the rearview, straightened my tie and took several deep breaths to calm my butterflys before exiting the car for the cafe .

The interior of the restaraunt was cool and shady. There were a lot of plants and the rattan furniture lent a comfortable atmosphere to the place. My eyes were immediately drawn to a man seated alone at a table.

He wore slightly faded blue jeans and a light colored button up shirt with vertical stripes. His sleaves were rolled up to just above his elbows which rested on the table as he read a menu. His hair was sandy brown and his build was similar to mine, somewhat athletic with wide shoulders and toned muscles from what I could see. He must take care of himself, I thought. I judged that he was about five ten to maybe six feet tall, probably close to thirty.

As I stood there looking at him, he looked up from the menu, directing his gaze back at me and mouthed my name with a questioning look. He was handsome. Good. That will make this easier. I nodded my head and his face broke into a grin revealing straight white teeth. I walked to his table and shook his hand as he rose to greet me. "Hey, How you doing? I’m Joseph, Glad to meet you." I was extremely nervous. I didn’t know what I was doing here. I didn’t know what this guy was doing here, I didn’t know what he wanted from me, if anything.

I resisted the urge to bolt and pulled out a chair across from him and sat down. A waitress came by with a menu and I ordered a beer. While I waited for my beer I browsed the menu quickly and Joseph and I talked about inconsequential subjects, the weather, jobs, pasttimes, just getting used to each other. The waitress came back and took our lunch order. We both ordered sandwiches with the soup of the day. I found out that Joseph was a graduate student in aerospace engineering and was due to graduate in the spring. I was surprised because my degree was in aerospace flight technology and I was currently working on my instrument instructor flight rating.

The waitress came back with our food and placed it on the table. As we talked and ate our lunch we found that we had a lot in common, aviation, reading, sports. When the waitress finally cleared away the dishes I felt as though Joseph and I were old friends rather than the actual forty five minute aquaintances that we actually were.

The topic of why we were there hadn’t come up until Joseph said "Well, why don’t we talk about your predicament?" Here came the butterflys again. I asked what Gina had told him about our conversation. He said that it was the Hotline’s policy to have two persons on each call and that he had listened in on the entire conversation. "Oh wow" I said, turning red with embarrasment. Joseph didn’t seem to notice and went on "I’m not gay" he said, "but I am definately bisexual, I just like to have sex. Like you said, I’m not attracted by men, but I do enjoy sex with a man."
I was flushed, I had a knot of excitement in my stomach and I could feel my cock growing. I hadn’t really thought about it, I mean it crossed my mind, but I hadn’t given it serious consideration, but now I thought that I probably would get off on sucking Josephs dick. This thought really got me excited and I started wondering what his dick was like.

I asked Joseph "Given what we both know and what were discussing, do you think we could get togather sometime?" "How about now?" Joseph asked. "My apartment is about three blocks from here, its a short walk." I said "Lets go." My heart was pounding and my hands were trembling with excitement as we paid our tabs and left the restaraunt.
As Joseph had said, the walk was a quick one. We arrived at his second floor apartment before I realized it. My excitement had subsided a bit, but now, as I watched him unlock and open the door, the butterflys returned and my heart rate began to increase. Joseph stepped in and I followed as he closed the door behind me.

The apartment had a fair sized living room with a kitchen/dining room to one side. There was a hallway off the living room that looked to go back to two bedrooms, and another shorter hallway off the dining room leading to another bedroom.

Joseph asked if I would like anything. When I asked what he had, he laughed, responded "Everything from beer and wine to gin and tequila." I said I’d have some scotch on the rocks if he had some. "Coming right up." was the reply. He went into the kitchen to prepare drinks and I made myself comfortable on the big sofa in the living room.
Everything was neat, the furnishings were stylish, quite nice. When Joseph returned with two glasses, handing one to me, he asked "How about we take a shower, wash off the day? There’s a bath in the back bedroom past the kitchen, and I’ll use the other one... I took the liberty of setting out a towel for you."

Oh, god, I thought, he was expecting me to come this far! Well, this is it, this is how it starts! I stood with my drink in hand and said "yes, a shower would be a good idea." Joseph said "I’ll come in to you when you’re finished, if you’d like." "That would be good." I said, trying unsuccessfully to hide my nervousness.
He turned and started down the hall as I started for the other bath. The beer and now the scotch had combined to make me slightly tipsy, but still I thought, "can I go through with this? He’s going to come in and want me to suck his cock!" It made me giddy. After thinking that, I knew I would go through with it.

I found the bathroom off the back bedroom and there was a clean towel folded, sitting on the corner of the sink. I undressed, self consciously folding my clothes and sitting them on the hamper by the door, putting my shoes in front of it. I could already hear water running as Joseph took his shower on the opposite side of the apartment.
I turned on the shower and stood naked in front of the mirror as I waited for the water to get warm. I looked at myself in the mirror, somewhat broad chest, wide shoulders, not hairy and with a flat stomach. I did have some baby love handles that seemed impervious to all the excercise in the world. Looking down at my cock, I imagined putting my lips to it and drawing it into my mouth... then I thought that my fantasy was about to come true!

I tested the water then stepped in. I rinsed my body thoroughly, lathered, paying special attention to my cock, balls and crack, and rinsed again. I turned the water off, reached out, grabbed the towel and began to dry off.

I noticed that I could no longer hear the other shower, Joseph must be finished as well. I finished toweling off and didn’t know where to go, so I went into the bedroom. The shades were drawn so it was cool and dim in the room. Naked, I went to the bed and sat down while looking about the room.

When my gaze went back to the door, Joseph was standing there, naked except for a towel wrapped around his waist. I watched as he walked to me, I took in his body, like mine, trim and well exercised. As he came toward me he loosened the towel, taking it from his body and dropping it to the floor. I was amazed when I saw his cock. It was beautiful. He wasn’t even hard and he was all of six thick inches. As I sat on the edge of the bed he came up in front of me. My head was about a foot above the level of his georgous prick.

He stood close in front of me, silent, as I studied him. His cock was wonderful and I could feel my excitement grow as I thought about what I wanted to do with it. I wanted to feel his balls and the smooth skin of his penis. I wanted to make him excited, feel his penis become engorged and begin to swell in my mouth as I sucked it.
I reached out and cupped his balls with one hand. With the other I raised his penis and studied the underside. Oh man, just touching him made my cock grow instantly errect. I massaged his balls and stroked his cock between my fingers. Immediately his penis reacted, becoming larger and begining to stiffen.