This is a semi-autobiographical story, taking place in the middle
1970's. I hope readers find it as exciting as I did to write it. Please
respond with comments.

I was driving home one night long ago, and decided to stop in a
magazine store that was open late to buy a Penthouse magazine. The
girlie magazines were in the back of the store, and while browsing, I
discovered a "nudist" magazine. Excited by the prospect of full frontal
nudity, I picked it up, looked around to make sure no one was watching,
and flipped through the pages.

It was full of women in expected playful poses, but there were also
naked men!  I never really thought about, or even had a good look at
another mans cock before. To my surprise I found myself staring at
them. I couldn’t believe how excited I got looking at them. It was
closing time by now and the large and friendly man behind the counter
politely asked if there was anything I would like to buy because he was
closing the store. I was startled, but still excited. I quickly put the
magazine down and left the store.

I got home and went to bed. I was still a little confused about my
excitement. It seemed especially naughty looking at those naked men,
but I couldn't stop thinking about them.  I jerked off while thinking
about them that night, wondering what it would be like to touch them. I
came intensely and fell asleep.

The next day I couldn't stop thinking about those pictures. I even
found myself wondering what my co-workers looked like naked. I went
back to the magazine store that night. I was too embarrassed to buy the
magazine, but I couldn’t stop staring at those beautiful cocks. Again I
went home and dreamed of things I would like to do to them. The longer
I fantasized the bolder I got. I started out just wanting to look at
them, then wanting to touch and stroke them, next I was kneeling in
front of them. After a while I realized that what I really wanted was
to kiss and lick them, take them into my mouth and suck them. These
thoughts terrified me, but were irresistible.

This went on for days. I was too timid to buy the magazine, and I was
grateful that the man at the counter let me hang out for hours. One
night at closing he went into the back room. I knew my time was soon
up, and composed myself in preparation for the trip home. Suddenly, the
man called to me from the back room, asking me to give him a hand. I
was glad to help and walked into the darkened back room. To my complete
shock he was standing there with his cock and balls sticking out of his
trousers. I was shocked and paralyzed at the sight of his cock. It was
magnificent; big and hard, there was something demanding about the way
it looked. I just stood there frozen and trembling, unable to move or
look away from it. It was perfect. Then he spoke in a low, confident
voice, seeming to know that I needed to be told what to do at that
moment, and I instinctively wanted to show my gratitude by immediate
compliance.

“Come over here”, he said “I thought you’d like to see the real thing”
My knees felt so weak I could hardly walk, I tried to thank him but my
mouth was watering and I was all choked up. When I stood in front of
him he put his hand on my shoulder, “You’ll have a better look if
you’re on your knees”, he said while firmly pushing me down. I didn’t
resist or hesitate; I just fell to my knees. I was much more
comfortable than standing on my shaking knees and now his cock was
right in front of my face.

“It’s alright. Just take it in your mouth and everything will be O.K.”
My head was spinning and my heart pounding. I did want to look at his
cock, but instead I just did as I was told.

As soon as my lips touched it I had his whole cock in my mouth and I
was sucking it. I suddenly felt calm and content, and to my surprise I
was bobbing my head up and down as if I had been sucking cock all my
life. It felt wonderful and completely natural. The more I sucked the
harder it got, and the more I wanted to suck it! I took it all the way
down my throat with every stroke until his heavy balls rested on my
chin. I could feel he was going to come but I couldn't stop. His cock
surged in my mouth, filling it with come, and I just gulped every drop
of it down. I still couldn't stop sucking.

He stepped back, put his dick back in his trousers and zipped up. I
hardly got to see it! He told me he enjoyed what I did and I should
come back if I want to it again. He helped me to my feet and led me out
of the store. I was so dazed and excited my hands were trembling as I
tried to start my car. It all happened so fast it seemed like a dream,
but that unmistakable taste of cum in my mouth told me otherwise. One
thing I knew for sure; I couldn't wait to do it again.

I couldn't get anything done at work the next day. All I could do was
think about what happened last night. I felt proud that I could take
that big cock all the way into my mouth, but the best thing was making
it come. I wanted to suck that cock again and I wanted to be good at it
too. His cum seemed like a reward and proof of a job well done. I loved
the idea of swallowing it too, having a part of it inside me. I wanted
to discover everything that beautiful cock likes, to serve it and show
my adoration for it. If only the time would pass more quickly!

The following night I went back to the bookstore about ten minutes
before closing. The man seemed glad to see me and winked at me. It made
me feel much more comfortable, but it seemed like forever until the
last customer left and he locked the door. I followed his instruction
as he led me to the back room. He told me that he knew I would come
back for more, but he was surprised to see me soon. I could feel myself
blush, and automatically lowered my eyes… right to his crotch. He
unfastened his trousers and slipped them off. I was almost
uncontrollably excited at the sight of his half hard cock. Knowing what
was going to happen made it even more exciting than the first time!

He sat down on an old overstuffed chair and told me to sit between his
legs and follow his instructions, explaining that he wanted to help me
reach my full potential as a cocksucker. I immediately obeyed, relieved
that I no longer had to stand on my shaking legs. I thought for a
moment about being called a cocksucker; I liked it! As soon as I was
seated I leaned forward to take his cock into my mouth, but he stopped
me. He told me to just look at it while and to tell him about the time
I spent looking at cocks in the magazines. It seemed impossible; having
a big beautiful cock in front of my face was too terrible a tease, but
I swallowed hard and started my confession.

It was difficult at first, but after a little while I told everything
about my secret desires. I told him how beautiful I thought all those
cocks were and how I longed to have them in front of my face like his
was. I told him how I dreamed of kissing and licking each one, how they
made my mouth water and my throat ache to be filled. He told me I did
very well, and from the looks of his cock it was just as exciting for
him too! He told me he was ready to have his cock and balls licked and
kissed, which I was dying to do. I started by wrapping my tongue around
the bottom of his ball sack and licking up the sides, occasionally
feeling the thick heavy shaft of his cock brush against my face. I
couldn't help but think of the sweet load of cum they held for me. I
moved on to his shaft, starting at the base and covering every inch of
it with little licks and kisses. I stopped from time to time to tell
him how I had dreamed of doing this and how much I adored his cock. It
looked especially beautiful, glistening with saliva in the dim light.

He told me to suck it now, nice and slowly. I took it into my mouth
gently, feeling the magnificent head of it slide over my tongue and
fill my aching throat. In a couple of long slow strokes I felt his
thick sweet cum surge into my mouth and down my throat. It was so
perfect. All I could do was hold it all the way in my mouth as I rested
my head on his thigh. I wanted this to last forever.

After a while he took his still hard cock from my mouth and started
stroking it. He told me I did such a good job sucking him that he
wanted to jerk off into my mouth while I stroked my own cock. I
promptly obeyed, getting out my own cock and playing with it while I
obediently held my mouth open for him. The taste of cum in my mouth,
the feeling of the head of his cock brushing over my lips, and wanting
to show him how much I wanted to feel him cum again were all thrilling.
I tried to take as much of the head of his cock into my mouth as I
could as he stroked it. I took his balls in my hand as I stroked myself
and soon I felt that wonderful warm gush over my lips and tongue. I
licked all the cum from his fingers as I came myself.

I visited the bookstore every day after, and every time was new and
different experience. Sometimes I would just get on my knees in front
of him and he would fuck my mouth until he shot down my throat;
sometimes he would tease me and make me beg to lick or suck his cock. I
loved serving his cock, and the more I devoted myself to cocksucking
the more rewarding the experience became. I quickly became much more
comfortable and confident. I felt like I belonged to his cock. I was
proud of being able to take all of it down my throat, of knowing every
secret way to please it.

One day I was even more cock-hungry than usual, and when I followed him
to the back room he said he had an extra special surprise for me. I was
so excited at just the thought of having his cock in my mouth again
that I didn't pay much attention. When I turned the corner into the
back room I was shocked to find two big construction worker type guys
standing there. I was kind of scared at first, but the bookstore man
reassured me that they were his friends and just wanted to see the
cocksucker he told them about. My fear suddenly turned to
embarrassment. I thought of what he might have told them about me and
felt myself blush as I stood there paralyzed. He reassured me that
everything was alright and said he had something he knew would relax
me. With that he unfastened his belt and unzipped his trousers. As soon
as he pulled out his semi-hard cock I felt that uncontrollable suck
urge come over me. I seemed to forget about everything else and just
fell to my knees and took it into my mouth.

I felt good now that I had a dick in my mouth. He was right, it did
relax me. I started to suck in a long slow rhythm, enjoying that
feeling of his growing hardness, delighted that he enjoyed my efforts
to make my mouth soft and wet for his beautiful cock. I wasn't nervous
or embarrassed at all anymore, in fact now I felt the urge to start
showing off. It slid all the way down my throat without the slightest
effort, and it felt good to hug the base of it with my lips when his
balls rested on my chin.

By now I was completely unaware of anything else in the world,
contently bobbing my head up and down on the bookstore man's cock. It
was getting real hard now and I was getting ready to swallow some cum
when I became vaguely aware of some shuffling around. Suddenly I heard
the unmistakable sound of a belt buckle and zipper. I opened my eyes
for and there was a cock on either side of the bookstore man, both
pointing right at my face. This was a dream come true! The cock on the
left was incredibly thick, with an enormous head and big balls, the one
on the right was long and thin, with its head just peeking out of its
foreskin. I reached up and took one in each hand just as the bookstore
man let out a low groan and shot into my mouth. I gulped down his load
as I stroked a hard cock in each hand!

The bookstore man quickly stepped aside, and before I could even
swallow the thick cock was in my mouth. I really had to stretch my jaw
to get it into my mouth, and I could feel the huge head push the rest
of the load down my throat. I was lucky that my mouth was still
slippery from the bookstore man’s load. He put his hand on the back of
my head as I sucked, telling me what a good cocksucker I was. It was
amazing how different his cock felt from the bookstore mans', but it
felt great! Even though I never sucked this cock before I felt like I
knew just what to do, and the growing hardness told me so. I reached up
and cupped his balls in my hand. They more than filled my hand and a
second later I felt a huge gush of thick bittersweet cum in my mouth. I
swirled it around inside my mouth, enjoying the taste and texture of it
for a moment, and then pushed it down my throat with the big head of
his dick.

I was trembling with excitement when the next cock was already in front
of my face. I put my hands on his hips to steady myself and started to
lick his balls. I wanted to lick them longer but the shaft of his cock
kept brushing across my face, making me want to suck really bad. I did
manage to stop and look at his cock for a moment though, the foreskin
draped over the head of his cock was adorable! I opened wide and took
the whole thing into my mouth in a single motion. The extra soft
foreskin was a wonderful contrast to the hardness of his shaft, and I
delighted in playing with it with my tongue as it slid in and out of my
mouth. I thought about how wonderful each cock felt in it's own special
way, how they each seemed to have their own personality and needs. I
loved the thought of sucking many more, and learning how to please each
one.

Right now the cock in my mouth was getting ready to give me its' load,
and I was just as hungry as the first time I ever had one in my mouth.
After the third squirt I gulped down I thought he was finished, but to
my delight he just kept cumming for about five or six more shots! I
really enjoyed this one.

Afterwards he helped me to my feet and we all said "Thanks!" at the
same time, then we laughed about it. The bookstore man spoke first,
saying that we would all definitely do this again. He motioned for me
to stay while he let the other men out of the store.

When he returned he had his semi-hard cock in his hand and told me to
blow him while I play with my own cock. I was still very excited and
slipped out of my jeans as I took my usual place between his legs. I
intended to take my time with this and began to lick his balls tenderly
as I lightly stroked our cocks. He told me he got excited watching me
suck those two cocks, and that he had never seen anyone with as much
natural talent for pleasing a cock. It made me feel good to hear this
and I told him I would gladly suck as many as he wanted me to and that
I was grateful for the opportunities he gave me to be a good
cocksucker.

I could tell this talk was getting him hot and he started stroking
himself with just the tip of his dick brushing against my lips. I
continued talking, telling him how much I loved serving those men and
how good it made me feel when they came in my mouth. Just then he shot
on my lips and tongue, triggering my own shuddering orgasm. I licked up
all the cum and kissed his cock for a while afterwards.

When I came to the bookstore the following night I immediately noticed
a camera and tripod set up in the back room. He told me I looked so
good with those cocks in my mouth last night that he wanted to take
pictures of me blowing him tonight. I was a little hesitant at first,
wondering who might eventually see them, but as soon as he got his cock
out I forgot all about anything else. With the help of his verbal
encouragement I was getting into showing off my skills in no time. He
took pictures of his hard cock in front of my face, resting on my
tongue, and shoved all the way down my throat, all the while telling me
that I looked really hot with his cock in my mouth. I was excited to
see how turned-on he was, and finished the session by holding my mouth
open to catch a nice thick load for the camera.

I barely finished gulping down my reward when his phone rang. I
couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation, but could tell that
it was about me. The bookstore man ended by saying, “yeah, he’ll be
there”. He turned to me and told me that the man with the thick cock
that I had enjoyed sucking last night wanted some service. He said he
figured that I’d want to stop by his apartment on my way home, adding
that the man’s name was Bob, which was what I was going to be doing
with my head soon. He was right again. I savored the taste of his load
on my way to earning the next, or so I hoped.

As soon as the door to his apartment slammed shut he pointed to the
floor in front of him and told me to get started. I could tell this was
going to be a great session already. I quickly knelt in front of him
and unfastened his belt, pulled his zipper down over his basket, and
pulled his work pants down over his jockey shorts. I nuzzled my face
along the side of his balls and mouthed his cock through his underwear
as I pulled them down. His big fat dick sprang out at attention in a
most charming way, but his bull balls needed a good tongue bath. They
were a little sweaty and I could have licked them for an hour, but I
was there to suck cock, after all.

I started at the base, licking it all over, but he had other ideas and
suddenly grabbed my head, stuck his cock into my mouth, and started
fucking. I had to stretch my jaw open to get my lips around its
thickness. He pounded my face. I could feel his just-licked balls
slapping against my chin as my nose was buried in his pubic hair. It
felt so good I automatically reached up and held his ass cheeks in my
hands, trying to pull more of him into my mouth. I could have gone on
all evening like this, but I could feel him getting harder and
stretching my throat even more as he got closer to cumming. When he
finally unloaded my mouth was so stuffed full of his dick that his cum
gushed right down my throat. I was a very happy cocksucker at that
moment.

I stayed there on my knees, inclined neither to get up nor to take my
mouth off of his cock. My head was spinning anyhow, and he didn’t seem
to mind. My mouth felt as though it had been worked to the point that
it conformed to every little curve and vein of his dick. His cock was
still nice and firm, and after a while I just automatically started
sucking and bobbing my head a little. This produced the kind of
response that all cocksuckers love; a twitch of pleasure and growing
firmness. Before I knew it I was bobbing and slurping away on his thick
beauty. I was alarmed when he stopped me, but it was only to say that
he wanted to sit while I blew him again. I knew his dick and my mouth
were going to be great friends.

Bob took off his work pants and sat down on an easy chair and turned on
some porn on the TV with a remote control. He told me he wanted me to
strip naked, which seemed interestingly different. I liked the
submissive side of it, besides, I would have done a lot more than that
for the chance to suck his cock more. I spent the next hour licking,
kissing and sucking before obediently holding my mouth open for a
second reward. The finish was a real turn-on for both of us. As I was
dressing to leave he told me to come by every Wednesday for more. I
damn near skipped home from his house.

The next day I couldn’t wait to tell Rick at the bookstore. I knew he
would be proud of me, and if I was lucky the story would lead to his
cock in my mouth. As soon as I got to the store Rick led me to the back
room and pushed me to my knees. I traced the outline of his growing
cock through his jeans as he told me all about the report of my
cocksucking skills. It seems he already knew everything, which would
free up my mouth for better things. Within the next minute his nutsack
was slapping against my chin while my throat was getting a good
fucking. It seemed as though it was going to be a “blow-n-go” tonight,
which I certainly didn’t mind. I was in cocksucker heaven already; all
I had to worry about was making my mouth a perfect fuck hole while I
enjoyed the taste and texture of a cock I knew so well. The feeling of
his load gushing into my mouth gave me that completeness I long for.

I was still kneeling with his cock in my mouth when he told me that I
had to pick up the pictures he took of us a couple of days ago. He
explained that they would be paid for by the store’s account, and that
he wanted to show some friends of his what a good cocksucker he had
trained me to be. I finished licking his cock and balls clean and got
up on my feet. He handed me the ticket with the address on it and told
me that if I hurried I’d get there before closing.

As I drove to the photo lab I savored the aftertaste of his load and
wondered what the pictures looked like. I wondered if the people
working in the lab had seen them or if the process was entirely
automated. I was turned on at the thought of being seen, remembering
how exciting it was when Rick’s two buddies came over for my services.
Maybe other guys would see me at work and want to use my mouth too. One
could only hope.

The lab was in the old business section of town. I parked right out
front and was greeted at the counter by a very nicely dressed older
woman. She gave me a quizzical look when she first saw me, as if she
recognized me but couldn’t make the connection as to where she knew me.
I blushed, wondering if she had seen the pictures. I looked down at the
counter and passed the ticket over the counter toward her. She turned
around and looked through the bins full of envelops of completed
orders. After a short time she returned with a note saying that I
needed to see the manager. I was directed around the corner and down
the hall, into a large, nicely appointed office. There were a lot of
unusual lights and furnishings that seemed to indicate that it was also
a photo studio.

I looked down at the top of a large desk and was shocked to find it
covered with 8X10” enlargements of my photo session with Rick. It was
like a dream come true; several months ago I was staring at pictures of
naked men, dreaming of how I could please them, and now I was right
there in the pictures. Every picture featured Rick’s magnificent cock
and my face in some state of adoration, licking, kissing, nuzzling, and
of course, stuffed into my mouth until his ball sack rested on my chin.
I was getting uncomfortably excited looking at them and began to re-
live the whole session, remembering how wonderful it felt to give my
mouth to his cock. I could feel my mouth water and my throat long to be
put to good use.

I was so wrapped up looking at the photos that I didn’t hear the
manager come into the office. I was startled by a deep masculine voice
“You look like you’re in cocksucker heaven in those pictures”, he said.
I turned around and tried to talk, but I was all choked up with
excitement. The manager reassured me that everything was alright,
explaining that they process this kind of work regularly. He told me
that he was impressed with my level of dedication to Rick’s cock. I was
really embarrassed and turned on at the same time and looked down. In
the process I noticed a very nice bulge in his dress slacks and was now
transfixed by it. He told me that I seemed very nervous and suggested
that I would be better off on my knees.

I was on my knees in no time. His bulge was right in front of my face
now and I was waiting for his next command. He asked me if I liked to
be told what to do. I tried to answer but all I could do was mumble and
nod my head. He told me that submissive cocksuckers were his favorite
and that I should get to work serving his cock.

I began to trace the outline of his stiffening cock through his pants
with my fingertips, dreaming of caressing it with my mouth. In the mean
time the manager kept talking to me, telling me that everyone in the
lab had seen the photographs, and that they all knew that I was a
cocksucker. He told me that these pictures were like telling the world
that I was controlled by my hunger for cock and devoted to pleasing men
with my mouth. His words made me feel as though I was surrendering even
more of myself to worshiping cock, but I knew he was right. He could
see right through me. I was nothing more than a fuck hole for cock, and
I loved it. I trembled with excitement as I pealed away his trousers
and his stiff cock sprang out in front of my face.

I paused for just a moment, allowing myself a glimpse of its full
beauty before turning my head to give his ball sack the sweetest
licking I could. His balls were just a little sweaty. The taste made it
difficult to control myself, but I wanted to make sure I paid the
proper respect to them. They felt heavy on my face and I made sure to
get that area behind his balls that men especially enjoy having licked.

Then he told me that many of the men in the lab started to get
erections when they worked on the pictures. I just started to lick
around the base of his shaft as I kissed up and down the sides of it.
He made me stop and answer a question, I wasn’t sure what it was, I was
so high on the thought of finally taking him in my mouth. His cock
shaft was all shiny from spit and my throat was aching to be filled. I
just answered yes and opened my mouth and finally wrapped my lips
around his dick, sucking it in slowly. A don’t clearly remember much
more, just a being in a blissful state as I bobbed my head and sucked,
hypnotized by the sensations that a stiff cock in my mouth gives me.

At some point I remember hearing the door open, and some men speaking,
but I couldn’t stop sucking because it felt like he was getting ready
to cum. Apparently a couple of guys came into the room and the manager
called out to them,
“Don’t be shy boys, here’s that cocksucker you saw in those pictures,
doin’ what he does best!”
It was hard to believe that I could be in a situation that would be
more exciting than sucking a cock that was close to cumming, but the
combination of having an audience and the things he was saying drove me
to a new high.
“Just look at him”, he explained. “This is a dream-come-true, a dick in
his mouth and two more waiting in the wings. Cocksuckers are never
satisfied”
I was sucking in long deep strokes, impaling my throat with his rock
hard cock. Concentrating on his cock was the only thing that kept my
head from spinning with excitement.
He grabbed my head and started fucking my face.
“He loves having his mouth used like a pussy. You guys better get your
cocks out and ready, ‘cause I’m about to give him a load to gulp down.”
Within a minute a nice sweet sticky load gushed into my mouth as I
heard the unmistakable sound of zippers and belt buckles from both
sides of my face. He let me make sure his dick was nice and clean
before stepping back, and immediately there were two beautiful cocks in
front of my face that needed attention. They took turns in my mouth for
the next half hour. Only then did I find out what I agreed to: I got to
repeat the performance two more times, and with the same results.

After I finished the manager came over and helped me to my feet. He
told me that I had real talent and asked if I would like to be
photographed some more. He said that he had a model in mind that would
be a challenge for most cocksuckers, but he thought I could handle it.
I thanked him and agreed, but I was still trembling from excitement. He
told me to come at the same time next Tuesday.

On the way home I couldn’t stop thinking about the men I had just
blown. One had a very thick cock, and my jaw still ached from
accommodating it. I can’t tell you how much I loved that feeling of
being used, my mouth and throat still sticky from all their cum. It
reminded me that tomorrow I would drop off the pictures at the
bookstore and then I had a date to service the nice thick cock of the
man I met there. Humm… a two load day for sure!

It was great to see Rick again. I had a lot of “adventures” to tell him
about, and a hot story always pays off with him. He smiled and looked
at the envelope from the photo lab. I handed it to him and he opened it
immediately.  I started telling my Photo lab story as he paged through
the pictures. The outline of his cock in his trousers grew rapidly and
became more defined. He walked over to the blowjob chair, I followed
closely. He turned around and I knelt down and unfastened his belt and
trousers, pulling them gently down over his bulge. He stepped out of
them and I quickly folded them, getting back to is crotch as fast as I
could.

I felt a thrill that took my breath away when I peeled his shorts down
and his cock sprung out. It was just as exciting as the first time I
saw it, when he told me to kneel down if I wanted a closer look. Now I
understood my urges and could express my devotion to pleasing men with
my mouth.

Rick sat down in the chair and I took my place on the floor between
Rick’s knees. I loved being there, the hours I spent adoring every
detail of his cock, touching, licking and kissing it. Just looking at
his magnificent cock makes the rest of the world seem insignificant. I
am controlled by it, I need it, and I belong to it. I know I am a lucky
cocksucker to be sitting here.

Rick loved the pictures. All the while I was worshipping his cock and
balls he kept telling me how my passion for pleasing came through in
the photographs. He told me that I should feel especially proud of the
ones that show off my ability to take all his cock down my throat,
adding that what seemed to come naturally to me could take years of
training for others. I did feel proud of those pictures; his full
nutsack resting on my chin and my nose flattened into his thick pubic
hair. It instantly brought back many fond moments of being thoroughly
face-fucked. My absolute favorites were the cumshots though, getting to
see his cock squirt and showing my gratitude for every drop that shot
into my hungry mouth captured my servitude perfectly. In fact it was
about time to be his grateful little cumcatcher right about now!

I was suckling his softening cock when Rick announced that he had an
appointment. Startled back to my senses, I remembered the date I had
with Bob and quickly composed myself for the drive.

When I got to Bob’s apartment I was ten minutes late. I rang the bell
and he answered the door in a bathrobe. I hoped I wasn’t too late. He
told me to undress completely and come over in front of his sofa when I
was ready. I loved the submissive side of being naked in front of him
and, in spite of still having the taste of Rick’s load in my mouth, I
was ready for more. Bob looked down at me and told me that because I
was ten minutes late I would have to kneel there and look at his cock
for ten minutes before I could suck it. This sounded like fun, and it’s
not like I could take my eyes off it anyhow.

After looking at his cock for more than a minute I was just as excited
as the first time I saw Ricks cock at the bookstore. The sight of his
huge apple-sized head made me think of how I had to stretch my jaw to
get my lips around it and his full ballsack reminded me of the thick
sweet reward it held for good cocksuckers. I felt that terrible hunger
for cock coming on. My mouth was getting wet in hopes of taking it in
and my lips longed to touch it