Hooked on cock

I'm just a regular married guy, thirty five, two kids and a wife named Barbara. Since our wedding night we’ve had a better than average sex life. Where after the new wears off most guys are lucky to get sex once a week, Barbara wanted almost every night and wasn’t averse to sucking my cock to get me in the mood.

But recently for some reason I’ve been thinking about being told to suck a cock. It makes my cock hard. Perhaps my curiosity stems from Barbara. And how much fun she has sucking and how vocal she is during sex.

I went on line looking for someone to help me with my curiosity. I was contacted by several guys but this one guy, Kevin was small enough not to choke me so I picked him to suck. He was younger than me, only twenty four. We made arrangements and at the appointed day and time I showed up at his apartment. When he opened the door I wasn’t disappointed. Kevin was medium height, light brown hair, about five foot seven, blue eyes, nice body. His only body hair seemed to be what was under his arms and what framed his cock and balls, which swung heavily between his muscular legs. .

Kevin wasn’t interested in conversation so five minutes later he was sitting naked on his couch and I was kneeling between his open thighs. So awed by his five in cock, I just kinda stared at it. It was short but fat and had big reddish/purple mushroom shaped head.

Before I started sucking his cock I told Kevin not to cum in my mouth. Hand shaking from fear and excitement, I wrapped my fingers around his hard cock and start to slowly stroke it with my left hand while my right hand caress his balls. I look him directly in the eyes and as I lick my lips; in anticipation.

Kevin was even harder now as I pump him faster and faster with my hand. He told me to suck him so I took him immediately into my mouth, taking him deep in my mouth.

Then without warning I started pumping my head and moving my mouth up and down Kevin’s hard cock, faster and faster. As I was sucking him, he gave me a little shiver when he called me a cocksucker.

Kevin told me to suck his cock over and over as his throbbing cock moving in and out of my mouth.

As I continued sucking him, Kevin called me a cocksucker and said, “The only reason that you’re here is to pleasure me. You’re sucking my cock because you desired to be submissive.”

Hand on the back of my head guiding my movements, Kevin said, “You’re only pretending to be submissive. But don’t worry I’ll give you the real feeling you’re looking for, by having you submit to something you don't want.”

Twisting his fingers in my hair and guiding my mouth up and down his thick shaft, Kevin said, “I’m going to cum in your mouth and you’ll take it all. Every drop. But if you don't want it to happen you’re free to leave right now.

“If I stayed,” Kevin said, “after I count to twenty you’re consenting for me to cum in your mouth.”

In a split second a million thoughts ran through my mind.

Did I really want this guy to cum in my mouth?

A part of my brain wanted to run. But somewhere deep in the back of it came this thought. Why am I here? Because I wanted a man to tell me to suck his cock and it made my cock hard to submit. This man is telling me to submit to his desire. Do it.

But I didn't want him to cum in my mouth. But then suddenly it all changed. I did want him to cum in my mouth. My cock got harder.

I didn't want to disappoint him so I continued to suck his cock.

Kevin counted, “1, 2, 3.”

He told me, "You know you want it. Oh fuck, you're making my cock feel so good, I'm getting close. Soon you’re going to feel my cock swell and then you’ll feel a jet of my cum shooting out of it. I won't be able to control it. My cock will just be spurting automatically until it's finished."

Kevin started to moan, “Uugggghhhhhhh god that feels so fucking good. Keep sucking my cock. I'm getting close.... Make me cum fagot... Make me cum in your mouth.”  bumping my forehead against his stomach and mashing my nose in his thick public hair, I sucked him faster and harder as I ran my lips up and down his thick but short shaft, Kevin moaned, "Ohh, Ooohhhh mifuckingod yessssss.” and then wailed, "Oh shit, here it is. I'm cumming, I'm cumming.” But it was more of announcement than a warning.

I kept sucking. And true to his word Kevin’s cock swelled but nothing happen. And then I felt something warm splash against the back of my throat. I swallowed it before I could taste it.

Kevin moaned, "Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh,” even louder this time. His cock clenched again and then it was like I could feel him squirting his load. It sprayed into my mouth, hit my tongue but this time his cock stroked forward and it hit, splashing everywhere. I didn't like the taste and almost gagged. But I kept going. I swallowed again.

It was totally erotic feeling his cock unloading.

Suddenly my mind realized that I’d just let a man cum in my mouth. Oh my god, I let a guy cum in my mouth for the first time. All my nerves exploded, my body stiffened and my cock started shooting its load. I cummed so hard I thought my balls were going to turn inside out.

Kevin’s cock was still in my mouth slowly fucking it. So I kept sucking and stroke my cock.

Eventually Kevin pulled out and looked down at the mess I’d made. Smirking, he said, “I told you that you’d like it.”

Kevin was right. It was definitely submissive. When I left I never wanted to do it again. But now I keep thinking about it and my cock gets hard and I'm craving it to happen again.

Resigned to my fate, I sighed as I sat down at my computer and typed in Kevin’s e-mail address. Damn him.