Porn Influence?

[Rest85]

I am an older guy who was around before I had any easy access to porn...prior to the internet and home computers, so my initial attraction to cocks and curiosity about sucking them was in no way influenced by viewing porn.

I wonder how many of you (likely younger guys) might feel that access to and viewing of porn got you past the curiosity stage to the real event of sucking cock?

I am not one who thinks that someone who is straight would turn gay or bi just from seeing others do it but I do wonder, that if you were openminded about sex, could watching women appear to be aroused by giving head/swallowing cum make you desire it enough to cross that line?

To ask the question: Do you think that your viewing of oral sex porn, whether m/f or m/m influenced you enough to make you cross the line to do it...and that you might not have actually tried it otherwise?

[Closet-peeker]

Hugely influenced by porn here. I was primarily straight but found myself being fixated on the cocks in porn, wondering what it would be like to be like the woman in the videos, on her knees talking it in turns sucking on them, and having their face plastered in sperm. Now I don’t have to wonder as I like to make my own films too.

[happymouthandtongue]

Was sucking long before online porn. I was very young and I think I was born a bisexual. I’d been exposed to older men’s cocks in the public shorts and changing room at the public swimming pool in my home town. I constantly fantasized about what it would like to suck one. It was everything I dreamed about. The best surprised was when the guy shot his load, I didn’t know about cum, I was too young myself to cum.

[mnjack]

Rest85 - I am probably near your age and grew up long before porn was so easy to access. I enjoyed the photos but I also found that I was attracted and aroused by the written stories of guys sucking and fucking each other. It turned out that I enjoyed reading the "Penthouse Variations" magazine more than photo spreads in the main publication. I never bought any gay porn since I was married and the wife would not have approved and I found the stories of hetero guys like me swinging with other guys to be more arousing. Those stories did, however entice me to suck off one of my close high school friends one night after the wife went to bed. After I started sucking him he began fucking my mouth and came there. While I was not put off by the experience it was not something that I pursued so we never did it again. I always wonder what might have been if we had repeated.

I guess this is a long winded way of saying that I am not sure if the porn had any effect on me other than showing me there were alternatives.

[Rvdude05]

I looked cock right in the eye, long before internet porn!

[KDaddy23]

Before the Internet, there were 8mm movies and movie theaters that showed porn... and before that, there were those dirty books and magazines that were influential to shaping one's sexual behavior and ask some of the older guys about jerking off while eyeballing women in panties... in the Sears catalog. The forms of porn that were around when I became sexually active didn't as much influence me as they showed me that there was a lot more to having sex than I knew about and especially how "common" it was for men to have sex with each other and in some pretty exciting ways and usually involving family members more often than not... but I already knew about that and as many of us did at the time so to see a dirty book about it wasn't telling or "teaching" us anything we didn't already know.

But it's not to say that some guys I grew up with weren't greatly influenced by the dirty books and took an interest in sucking dick and being fucked because some of them were and said as much: "I read this in a book I stole from my dad and I wanna try it!" Just as "easy" as that.

[SuckerMC]

Rest85 - I am probably near your age and grew up long before porn was so easy to access. I enjoyed the photos but I also found that I was attracted and aroused by the written stories of guys sucking and fucking each other. It turned out that I enjoyed reading the "Penthouse Variations" magazine more than photo spreads in the main publication. I never bought any gay porn since I was married and the wife would not have approved and I found the stories of hetero guys like me swinging with other guys to be more arousing. Those stories did, however entice me to suck off one of my close high school friends one night after the wife went to bed. After I started sucking him he began fucking my mouth and came there. While I was not put off by the experience it was not something that I pursued so we never did it again. I always wonder what might have been if we had repeated.

I guess this is a long winded way of saying that I am not sure if the porn had any effect on me other than showing me there were alternatives.

Same like you. I to would read the "Penthouse Letters". I would read every story. I also had a porn influence at a young age. I don't want to say that porn has influenced me with the thought for cock but watching a girl or sometimes a guy enjoy sucking a cock does strike the interest. I don't know what has started my interest really. I don't want to say porn has because I sometimes feel it has been a held back feeling that I have more and more wanted to let out. I am also not sure if I just like to admire looking at another man's cock and that is it or if I can really enjoy having a cock in my presence.

[twilde1952]

Certainly it has, after years of watching women getting all the fun I wanted to find out for myself what it was like sucking cock and swallowing cum. Watching a women wrap her lips around a hard cock was hot and still is and now I can do it for myself. lol.

[KDaddy23]

In more modern times, I was hanging with a guy who decided to put some porn on the VCR. The tape is running and the woman was working over a big, thick dick and we're both sitting there with tents in our pants when he turns to me and asks, "Have you ever wanted to find out what it's like to do what she's doing?" I didn't say anything since I knew what it was like and I don't think he even noticed that I hadn't answered him - he just kept talking about what she was doing and, either talking to or himself, kept asking what did it feel and taste like and it was pretty annoying so I finally said, "If you really want to know what it's like to do what she's doing, do it and find out!"

So he asked me if he could suck my dick and confessed to have watched women sucking dick in porn and was curious about it; I pulled out my boner and said, "Go for it!" and he did, sucking me until I came in his mouth. He was ecstatic and gave a speech about how long he's waited to do it. He sucked me off again - I wanted to suck his dick so bad it wasn't funny but he didn't want me to (but I did get to do it a week later). He wasn't the only guy I ran into who'd watch porn and women sucking dick and turned into cocksuckers so I have to say that it does influence a lot of guys and probably more than can be easily known about.

[kneelsoften]

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 was something I had never had the opportunity to look at before,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 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 specifically their cocks. 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 was helpless. 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. 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 wanted to kiss and lick all of them, 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 show 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 it's 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. 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 them.


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 took 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. 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, and 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.


He 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 some more. I spent the next hour licking, kissing and sucking before obediently holding my mouth open for a 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

[sissyjackie]

very hot story I to am a cocksucker
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 com



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 was something I had never had the opportunity to look at before,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 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 specifically their cocks. 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 was helpless. 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. 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 wanted to kiss and lick all of them, 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 show 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 it's 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. 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 them.


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 took 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. 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, and 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.


He 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 some more. I spent the next hour licking, kissing and sucking before obediently holding my mouth open for a 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

[jem_is_bi]

I was approximately 5 years old when I convinced another boy my age to suck each other's dick.
That was in the early 1950's well before I had access to any porn.
The prospect of extreme punishment ended that boyhood experimentation.
I always wanted more of that MM sex my entire life.
However, the attainment of other life goals interfered with my MM sex desires.
When I was 58 years old, it became impossible to put off fulfilling my need for MM sex.
It took a month to achieve that goal and I have continued to have great MM sex (I am 73 yrs old now).

[Waylon]

When wifey ceased all sexual activity years ago I started renting a dvd, then cd every saturday while she was at work. I always got blowjob movies showing hot women giving world class bjs. Wifey had been very good at giving head but now I studied the porn actresses techniques.One day I got a bisexual movie and when I saw one guy sucking the other guy, I got real turned on. Ecventually I decided I had to try sucking a cock and was sucessful at a local park n ride. Each guy that I blew told me I was outstanding and I challked that up to watching so many blow job movies.

[SilkyHoseLover]

I was approximately 5 years old when I convinced another boy my age to suck each other's dick.
That was in the early 1950's well before I had access to any porn
Interesting. I'm very close to your age, so I grew up in the same era that you did. At that age, I had absolutely no concept of any type of sexual contact, and probably didn't even hear about 'blow jobs' until my early teens. (just a guess) Was there something in your environment that may have led you to develop this desire at that tender age?

On the other hand, I was keenly aware of the look and feel of a sexy leg in stockings at a very early age, something that has been with me for as long as I can remember.

I guess it shows that our passions appear when we're very young, and can persist -- subject to expansion and evolution -- for our entire lives! I'm thrilled that my path has taken me to enjoying oral pleasures with others who have the same body parts as mine. :bigrin:

[Rvdude05]

Porn has a huge influence on my sex life. Introduced to cock in a local ABS store, while watching porn, to manning a glory hole, watching porn. I enjoy bi & gay porn, it makes me hot for the real thing. Still sucking & swallowing...

[Rest85]

Rest85 - I am probably near your age and grew up long before porn was so easy to access. I enjoyed the photos but I also found that I was attracted and aroused by the written stories of guys sucking and fucking each other. It turned out that I enjoyed reading the "Penthouse Variations" magazine more than photo spreads in the main publication. I never bought any gay porn since I was married and the wife would not have approved and I found the stories of hetero guys like me swinging with other guys to be more arousing. Those stories did, however entice me to suck off one of my close high school friends one night after the wife went to bed. After I started sucking him he began fucking my mouth and came there. While I was not put off by the experience it was not something that I pursued so we never did it again. I always wonder what might have been if we had repeated.


I guess this is a long winded way of saying that I am not sure if the porn had any effect on me other than showing me there were alternatives.

Ahhh, yes! Penthouse Variations magazine! I almost forgot about that. While I had little to no access to porn back then, I did love reading Penthouse Variations. I think that may be an answer to my question about porn having an influence now that I think about Variations. I didn't become curious about many of the variations I read about in that magazine but I believe it sparked what was already in me in regards to cuckolding because I took to the those stories right away...did I ever! I don't recall the first time I read anything about being cucked but I know I would eagerly await each new edition of Variations mag. I'd buy it off the rack then hope there was at least one cuckold tale within. I would be sorely disappointed when there wasn't a cuck tale in the magazine. But when I did read one...or even when someone wrote in about their personal cuck story, I had a hard on throughout, and I invariably jacked off to the story again and again.

Yes...I still have those stoked cuck desires all these many years later, although my gf won't entertain the possibility of enjoying other men's cocks.

I think it's true that porn, whether videos, pics or written porn, can bring alive what is already lying dormant within. And, I suppose regular viewing of a certain brand of porn might somehow influence someone to do what was never already inside of them, but I bet it is rare.

In the case of influencing a guy to become curious about sucking cock, I think that might be more common than with some other sexual acts because it would be easy to make sucking and swallowing porn a regular diet given that most men love to see that... and when you constantly see a woman acting as if it's a most arousing thing for her, to suck and stroke a nice hard cock then swallow his cum....wellllll.. that might make a fully straight guy want to give it a try. I suppose.

[dinatagail]

Porn was in influence on me but I was already an active cocksucking crossdresser before I saw my first loop. My friend had a thing about giving me his moms stockings and underclothes and her wigs every now and then so he could get his cock sucked 'by a pro'. Later on, my aunt did wonders to foster my fetish for crossdressing by helping me with make up and going out to meet with her clients; she was in real estate. Soon, I was doing 'visits' with her and getting my ass hammered by heavy hitters.
Porn became a regular thing for me as opposed to regular TV. I learned a lot and it helped my popularity to soar.

[gmansam]

I was sucking cock before the internet was invented. Back then porn was a theatre thing. I didn't see any until the 70's and only a few times. Production was quite bad back in those days until the mid 70's and the dark bros came along. Their films were not only good, but funny as well.

[NakedInSeattle]

Yes, I feel porn had an influence in me becoming bi. This was before the internet but adult/porn theaters were my go-to. It was all straight porn back then. I was fascinated with the cock and the gal sucking it. And one day, I saw my first live BJ. Two seats over from me was a guy getting sucked by a dude on his knees in front of him. Light from the screen was sufficient to see every detail. When the sucker and the suckee both looked at me and smiled I came in my pants without even touching myself. I knew then that I'd try it some day. That day came a bunch of yrs later when my 2nd wife got me to suck one. A story for another time.

[Basin_Bouy]

Porn was a huge influencer for me. I always loved lesbian porn, and wondered if 2 women were so erotic, why not 2 men? I watched some really good amateur gay porn and said ... why not try? I did and NEVER looked back!