I have been playing with Lewis for a couple months now. He's a cool guy and has proven to be very trustworthy. I feel comfortable enough to let him cuff my hands behind my back and take charge of using my mouth to his p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.
I usually go over to his place, undress and kneel in the middle of his living room. Once on my knees, I put on a hood that covers my upper face, blindfolding me but not covering my mouth. It's extremely hot to be blindfolded and forced to suck someone c.o.c.k. If you've never tried it, you need to. The unknown is part of the excitement. As you're s.u.c.k.i.n.g you can't help wondering whose c.o.c.k it is. It could be anyone's, your next door neighbor, your mechanic, your preacher or even a relative … your brother, your Uncle… anyone. When the 19-year old pimpled face convenience store clerk gives you a smile, you can't help wondering, have I s.u.c.k.e.d his c.o.c.k? No male is immune from suspicion. It could be your child's teacher, the butcher, the janitor at work, your father-in-law or brother-in-law, even your favorite Uncle or your brother.
Well, I was at Lewis's house yesterday and he led me blindfolded into his bedroom. He put me on the bed and in seconds I was s.u.c.k.i.n.g his c.o.c.k. Man, he has a nice c.o.c.k. It's just the right size and shape to go right down my throat. I love having him push my mouth all the way down on his c.o.c.k.
Anyway, I'd been s.u.c.k.i.n.g Lewis for about ten minutes when he says, "I have a little surprise for you."
I couldn't really reply with a mouth and throat full of c.o.c.k so I just mumbled my response.
'I invited a married friend of ours over to help me use your mouth.'
My first thoughts were, a friend of ours … who could he mean? It could be anyone. Despite my concern I was immediately hard and ready to blow my load without even touching myself.
In a couple minutes, Lewis went on to tell me that the man would come in the house, strip and come in the bedroom and join us. I didn't really have a choice. I suppose I could have gotten up and left but it turned me on too much to not try it.
A few minutes later I heard the distinct sound of the front door opening and closing. Five minutes later I felt the bed shift as the other guy joined us on it. Laughing, my friend, Lewis grabbed my head and moved my face over to this new guy's c.o.c.k. I could tell that it was the new guy was when the head of his c.o.c.k brushed my lips. When I open my mouth stuck his c.o.c.k in and pushed my mouth down on it. It was fatter than Lewis's but nowhere near as long. .
I was glad he smelled clean. I can't stand a dirty smelling c.o.c.k.
I started s.u.c.k.i.n.g this new guy's c.o.c.k and after only a minute or so he m.o.a.n.e.d, "Stop, I don't want to c.u.m yet."
So I shifted over and went back to suck Lewis's c.o.c.k. While s.u.c.k.i.n.g my friend's c.o.c.k I was fondling the other guy's big balls. It was amazing to have a c.o.c.k in my mouth and another in my hand. I didn't think it could get any better, but I was wrong.
Since I was being used as a s.e.x object, I was sure Lewis was talking to the other guy when he said, 'Stop, we need to shift positions.'
Then putting me flat on my back, they each took position to on either side of my head. Next thing I know, I felt was two c.o.c.ks rubbing across my lips. I stuck out my tongue and starting l.i.c.k.i.n.g away.
Then they took turns leaning over and f.u.c.k.i.n.g my mouth. This went on for about nine or ten minutes before the new guy, the one I have never even seen the face of, m.o.a.n.e.d, 'Uuuuuuuuuuuuuugh,' real loud and shoved his c.o.c.k as far as he could down my throat and filled my mouth with c.u.m. He must have been holding back from c.u.m.m.i.n.g for a week. He blew so much c.u.m so fast that my mouth was almost overflowing.
When the stranger took his c.o.c.k out of my mouth and Lewis immediately shoved his c.o.c.k back in my mouth. I had no choice but to start swallowing the c.u.m that the stranger had shot in my mouth. Lewis started f.u.c.k.i.n.g my mouth hard and within seconds was shoving his c.o.c.k down my throat and c.u.m.m.i.n.g. He didn't pull out until he was done shooting.
'Was what just happened was ok?' he asked
I looked him in the eye and said, "You can invite your friends over any time you want. That was f.u.c.k.i.n.g awesome."
I drove home with the taste of c.u.m in my mouth and thoughts of doing this again, maybe with even more people. And Lewis didn't let me down. He called me a couple of days later and arranged for me to come over Friday night.