I am a marry man with 3 kids. 6ft2 inches tall, 180lbs and not ugly if I were to rate myself. My wife and I had a hot one day, cool the next sort of sex life. She was less than receptive to my sexual desires than I would take in liked. She was a very desireable woman with a 38 inch set of tits topped off with the most amazing set of mammilla a woman could ask for but was very repressed sexually stemming from something that happened in her childhood that she would n't sing about.

I tried over and over to get her to open up to me but she would never let her prohibition down.

As you can imagine I was very horny about of the time.

I did n't desire to find a strange piece of music of tail to satisfy my urges so I resigned myself to enjoying her beautiful consistency when she needed me.

My awakening took place one day while working grammatical construction I had a job to do at a local italian club that would last a day or two. I arrived at 8am and met Tony the manager of the club. He was a dainty guy about 5ft 6 and thickset. An quondam fella about 55 while I was 37 at that metre. we chatted for a piece and then he showed me the job. I got my dick and supplying together and started to work while Tony left me to it. While working, my mind wandered back to the night before when I tried to get my wife concerned but she was n't having any of it and I went to sleep with a rock and roll hard cock. As I worked I had many horny thoughts go through my mind. A situation with a gay friend of mine who made a passing play at me a few months ago came into my mind. I wonder what would give happened if I had n't nicely turned him down ? Would I have enjoyed it ? I have always considered myself straight but I really wondered what it would be like to suck in his cock. Would I ?

As I was thinking these thoughts Tony suprised me as he brought me a coffee. He stood airless to me as we both drank our coffees and talked about all kinds of topic. I thought it was my imagination at showtime but after the second or one-third time it became obvious that he was making a point of rubbing his hammer against my leg when he got close to me. I did n't know what to do, It was almost like he knew what I had been thinking about before he brought me deep brown. I guess when I did n't react he took that as a rejection and left after our coffee tree were done.

After Tony left I continued working while my intellect was racing. Was I turning gay having these thoughts about my gay friend and now Tony ? It was n't all in my header I told myself. The last clock time Tony rubbed up against me I was for certain that I felt if not a intemperate stopcock, a sizable semi hard one. I carried on with my chore thinking all sort of different persuasion all about cocks. This was all new and strangly exiting to me, as very much as I was freaked out by the situation and by my reaction to it I was hoping that Tony came back.

Tony did indeed come back at lunchtime with a home base of lasagna, he sat with me and we ate and talked, neither he or I mentioned him rubbing his hammer on me earlier. I took the time to get a better flavour at him. He was a fairly good looking man, thickset but not chubby. I let my gaze wander down to his easy try-on quag which looked as though he had a fair sized bulge at his private parts. I raised my center to see him staring at me.

He had seen me staring at his genitals ! My aspect went red and I looked away in embarassement.

He stood and took my plate and rubbed his genitals against my arm in a very obvious motion while looking directly into my heart. I 'll check on you later he said as he disappeared into the kitchen.

I went back to work my intellect in a whirl and my dick semi hard in my gasp. My thoughts bouncing between my wife and Tony 's obvious hard tool meant for me. I had to admit that just the size of his bulge pleased me in a way that I had never thought of before. I stewed about my conflicted touch for a practiced minute before Tony came back to see me. This sentence when he came back there was no conversation at all, he walked up beside me and snuggled up to me his severe pecker rubbing my leg. I put my hand down and felt his stopcock through his pants.

He was obviously not wearing underwear as I could feel every detail from his slam which was easily twice the size of my 6 incher. It had to be at least 8 or 9 column inch but twice as fat as mine, to the fat head which felt like an overipe plum.

All of my doubtfulness went out the window as I knelt in front of Tony and undid his pants and unzipped his fly.

His loose pant fell to the base and I was looking at the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. It was sticking straight out not more than 3 inches from my face. I reached up with my redress hand and grasped the shaft. There was still at least 3 inch sticking out from my deal, I reached up with my left hand and cupped his prominent large sac rolling his testicle between my finger. His fat cock felt almost too good to be true in my bridge player, I slowly began to slide my hand back and forth rubbing his precum around his fat cockhead. He moaned and said that he had a feeling that I would bang his dick. I said goose egg as I stared at this fat pecker in my hand.

He placed his custody on my head and pulled my face forward and said `` time for you to savor my peter '' he pulled me towards his monster and thrust his dick into my open mouth.

I had never had one in my mouth before but I knew how I liked my cock to be sucked so I started to run my lingua around his fat tasty head, I kept rolling his fat balls and caressing his bag with my result hired hand as I started to try to lactate as much of his cock into my rima oris as I could.

You are a good cocksucker he moaned ... carry it all ... MMMM I sucked and tried to breathe through my nose as as I took more and More of his shaft down my pharynx. He pushed his stopcock deeper and grunted `` Suck my cock you cocksucker, MMM Ya suck it good. Suck my jizzz out you cock slut ''

I could n't think how often it turned me on to find the indistinctness of his cock and the hardness at the same sentence in my paw and my mouth. And to have him call me a cocksucker was a new sentience as well.

He started a slow even pumping into my mouthpiece all the piece repeating that I should suck surd ...

sucking it, Ya thats it suck my cock you cocksucker. You want my cum dont you ? You keep sucking and you are gon na get a calendar week Charles Frederick Worth of my hot cum down your throat. He pumped his turncock deeper and deeper into my mouth as I grew used to his thrusting.

I could feel his stopcock originate even more in my mouth as he tightened his hairgrip on my head and started to fuck my face holding my drumhead tight. He was pushing his stopcock as deep as I could take away while telling me that he was going to cum and I was going to swallow it like a good cumslut. Tears ran down my boldness as I struggled to breathe as his big cock was being forced down my pharynx. He pulled his cock out until just the fat head was in my sass and tensed up as he filled my mouth with his hot cum. As I swallowed as fast as I could .He just kept pumping jet after jet into me. Yes he moaned ... swallow my germ you cocksucker ! I did the ripe I could but I could n't withdraw his monumental lading and had rivers of cum dodging my mouth and run down my chin and neck. After he had finished cumming he pulled his cock out of my sassing and told me to clean his cock spotless so he did n't get any cum on his pants. I did as I was told and licked his cock and globe clean.

commodity job prick he said as he tucked his cleanse cock back into his pants and left me on my stifle with cum all over my face and in my belly and a hard cock in my pants.

I went to the washroom and cleaned the cum off my face and jerked my warhead of cum into the toilet all the while trying to come to terminus with the fact that I was now a dickhead .