Not only was sucking my first cock the beginning of a cocksucking addiction for me, cocksucking became the gateway drug to also letting men fuck me.
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Not only was sucking my first cock the beginning of a cocksucking addiction for me, cocksucking became the gateway drug to also letting men fuck me.
Hell yes it’s addictive. A day without dick is like a day without sunshine, although rainy days are my favorite days to spend in bed with a man. I didn’t know what to think or expect from my first time, his cum just kind of went everywhere and tasted weird, almost nothing like his or my own pre-cum which I had tasted previously. I was kind of icked out by it, but still turned on, I had swallowed most of it but let some just kind of fall out. He reciprocated and I came extremely fast, he swallowed it and we just kind of laid there in silence. About an hour or so later we went for round two and were 69 ing, knowing what to expect, I leaned into it more, plus I was getting sucked off, so when the magic moment happened, I enjoyed it more and I lasted maybe a second or two longer. That was really the moment for me and him. I lost track of how many times I sucked his dick that summer of secret love. I would be away from him and doing nothing and it would just pop into my brain like a craving for a specific food or drink. I’d call him up and tell him that I was craving his cock, we’d make arrangements, still living with the parents before college, but usually not a problem during the work day with empty houses. I’d go over to his place usually, as his room was more tucked away in the basement. Off came the clothes, we’d make out a bit, I’d go down on him, I also loved pulling his shorts down and getting that pop! We’d usually suck each other’s cocks, recharge and then go for round two where he’d fuck me so good too. I miss having that libido. I have never looked back on being in love with giving head, my man is lucky.