The first time I
made a man cum from sucking his cock was five years after tasting my
cheating wife’s pussy full of a man’s cum. It was in an adult
movie theater called Melody’s in Romulus, Michigan. The funny thing
is that I didn’t realize I made him cum. This was also the first
time I deep throated a man’s cock.
It wasn’t my first
time there and I had a favorite place to sit that was usually
somewhat secluded. My special seat was about halfway down the right
aisle and halfway down the row on the right. Of course I was hoping
someone would come to me wanting their cock sucked. I’d been there
maybe five minutes with my cock out playing with it when I saw a tall
figure coming down my row toward me in the shadows. Always afraid of
cops, I covered my cock with my hands, but left it out of my pants.
It’s dark in the theater, but the light from the big screen makes
it possible to see, just barely. Although, once in a while the screen
lights up and it is easy to see about everything.
The man sat two
seats away from me and began watching the movie too. To be honest I
could not care in the least about the movie. I couldn’t tell you
what was even playing, I just wanted to suck a cock before I would
need to head back home. There are lots of guys who want a blow-job,
but there are lots of other guys like me who want to suck cock. They,
like me, are not looking to be sucked, but sometimes I would settle
for that.
As I sat there, I
kept my cock concealed, but began to stroke it with my right hand so
he couldn’t actually see my cock. But then I heard a sound the
triggers me. The sound of a zipper coming down. I started watching
out of the corner of my eye and although I could not see his cock in
the shadows, I could see his hand moving up and down as he stroked
it. That made me confident he wasn’t a cop and I moved my hand away
so my cock was no longer hidden and I could give him a bit of a show.
By this time I was rock hard.
After a few minutes
he reached across the seat between us and put his hand on my thigh.
My heart raced at his touch as he began stroking my thigh. His hand
so close to my exposed cock and balls. It was hard for me to breath
anything near normal. I kept stroking my cock hoping it would
encourage him to do more and it worked. First his hand moved and
covered mine, then he pushed my hand away and explored my cock and
balls. I felt wonderful to have him touching me like that.
After playing with
my cock a little while, he leaned over to me and spoke into my ear. I
dreaded what I was certain he was going to say to me. He was going to
say, “Do you want me to suck your cock.” I was sure of it. But I
was so wrong. Instead he said, “Do you want to suck my cock.” For
a few seconds I thought he had said that he wanted to suck me, then
it soaked into my brain. All I could muster was a faint whispered,
“Yes.”
He didn’t wait any
longer. Putting his arm around my shoulder he started pulling me down
to his cock, I willingly let him guide me down. I was still a long
ways from where I expected his cock to be in the darkness, but I
opened my mouth wide in preparation. What happened then completely
shocked me. Suddenly, while I was still impossibly far from his lap,
the head of his cock struck the roof of my mouth. I hadn’t even
felt it slip over my lips.
I was so surprised,
I instinctively pulled back. He was having none of that and pushed
my head back down. This time his cock head struck the top of my
mouth, but farther back. Again I tried to pull up and again he forced
me back down. His cock struck at the top of my throat this time. Each
time he forced me down his cock head had moved farther and farther
back in my mouth. Now it was at the entrance to my throat.
I loved the feeling
of being forced regardless of my desperate desire to suck his cock.
He knew I was playing the victim and this time as I struggled hard to
pull away and he responded by pushing me down again harder than
before. Then it happened. I felt his cock slide down into my throat.
I could feel it scrapping the walls of my esophagus as my head sank
down and down until his pubic hair was crushed against my nose.
I was in shock. I
had never deep-throated a man before, but I had tried to do it with a
small dildo several times. Every time I did, I couldn’t breathe and
coughed and gagged. I couldn’t do it, but here I was with this
extremely long, apparently thin, cock down my throat. I didn’t
choke or gag and I could actually breathe.
He bobbed my head up
and down on his cock fucking my throat as I licked at his balls and
cock the best I could. It didn’t last very long, probably less than
five minutes. Then I felt his cock swelling in my throat. He was
quietly groaning and pushing down on my head hard. Now I couldn’t
breath. His cock began to throb, in what I didn’t realize was his
cum pumping straight into my stomach. I guess I didn’t think he had
ejaculated because I didn’t taste it.
He pulled me off of
his cock and I was leaning on him gasping for air. At some point, he
had unbuttoned his shirt and now he pulled my mouth to his chest
which was covered in long wavy hair. Guiding my mouth to his nipple,
I knew what he wanted. I sucked on first one and then the other, even
gentle nibbling on them which he liked a lot. I had never sucked on a
man’s nipples before, but I loved how they got so hard and long
against my tongue and the feel of his soft chest hair on my lips.
After a while we sat
and talked quietly. I told him my fantasy to have the first man that
came in my mouth, be the first man to fuck me too. And I asked him if
he wanted to be that man. Keep in mind, I didn’t know he had shot
his load into my stomach. He said he couldn’t because he had to
leave and a few minutes later he left the way he had come. I was
disappointed, but maybe another day.
The night had been a
thrill for me. A few firsts too. Later on my way home I was replaying
the night in my head and I realized I didn’t know his name. So I
nicked named him Harry.
The first time I ever tasted another man’s cum was from my first
wife’s cheating cunt, and I didn’t know it. I had no idea she was
cheating. I was just trying to show her I loved her by going down on
her when I got home from work that night and found her naked and
asleep in our bed. I thought it was odd that she was naked, but she
had said she would try harder at our relationship. It had been rough
lately and we hadn’t had sex for several weeks. I thought maybe she
had been going to surprise me and we’d have sex and that’s why
she was naked. She was also covered in a gleam of sweat, but I wrote
that off to the warm night.
As I got between her
legs, she woke up and told me to stop. I told her I wanted to make
her feel good and started licking her pussy. She tried pushing my
head away and told me she was, “dirty down there.” She said she
hadn’t showered. I know she wasn’t on her period so I told her I
didn’t care. I told her she didn’t have to reciprocate, of coarse
I hoped we could make love. She finally quit resisting.
She tasted
different. Creamy, salty, different, her pussy usually tasted just
watery. I attributed the salty taste to her being so sweaty. To
explain the creamy texture I thought she must have been playing with
herself as she waited for me to get home. I felt so much love for her
right then. The next day she asked if she had tasted different and I
told her how her juices were creamy and salty. She then asked if I
liked the way she tasted. I told her she tasted delicious. I asked
her why she asked. “Oh nothing.”
After I found out
she was cheating it still would be ten years before I put two and two
together and realized I had licked her lover’s cum out of her
pussy. I don’t blame her anymore for cheating on me. My cock is
very small and at four-inches it has never, in itself, satisfied a
woman either before her or after her.
