Justin and I had been in his room watching porn all afternoon. He kept shedding clothes as he got more and more worked up until he was down to his briefs. I was still fully clothed but my cock was as hard as a rock in my pants and I had to go take a piss.

I got up and said, “I’ve got to pee,” and walked into the bathroom.

It took a while because I had to let my cock get softer before I could pee properly. After I finished peeing it got hard again so I didn’t see any reason to put in back in my pants.

I walked back in the room stroking my cock. Justin had shed his briefs while I was gone and his cock had softened. He sat back on the secretarial chair and looked at my cock as I crossed the room.

He said, “I put the flick on pause while you were gone. Are you ready to start it up again?”

I stood there right beside the chair, with my cock sticking right out in front of me. He followed it with his eyes like he was mesmerized.

I thought to myself, “I bet he wants to suck my cock.”

I moved a little closer until the head of my cock was but a quarter of an inch from his mouth. He didn’t move or complain and tell me to get that thing out of his face. My cock get even harder and lengthened slightly so that as I said, “I don’t think we need the movie any more, do you?” the end of my cock touched his lips.

“Nope,” he said as his head moved forward and his lips slid around the head of my cock.

“Oh fuck, Justin,” I said as my hand pushed his head forward and his lips slid halfway down my shaft. He reached up and fondled my balls as he rhythmically sucked on my cock.

“God, Justin, where did you learn to do that?” I asked as he deep throated my cock. I could see that his own cock had responded to the situation and was fully erect and sticking straight out between his legs. I reached down and stroked it and Justin moaned.

He reached up and undid my trousers and then stopped sucking in order to pull my boxers off over the top of my cock. I stepped back and took off my pants and briefs. He turned his chair so that when I took my cock back to his mouth I was standing right in front of him between his legs.

I used my leg to stroke his cock as best I could while he sucked me.

Then he stopped and asked me, “Do you want to suck me?” I hadn’t really thought that far ahead, but it seemed only fair. I knelt down and tried to emulate what he had done on my cock. I licked and sucked and was surprised when I was able to deep throat him.

I had only sucked on his cock for a couple of minutes when he pushed me away.

“What’s the matter? Am I not doing it right?” I asked.

“No, you're doing fine. Let’s get on the bed so we can do it at the same time,” he suggested. So, we moved to the bed and did it side by side.

I said, “Let’s warn each other when we are going to come.”

“Okay,” he agreed.

After a couple of minutes he said he was coming and I stopped sucking, gave his cock a couple of strokes and collected his come in my hand as he ejaculated. I didn’t want it to get all over the bed.

I warned him, “I’m coming,” but he didn’t pull back. He just kept sucking.

When he felt my cum rising, he just deep throated my cock and took my cum deep in his mouth and swallowed it down as I ejaculated it into his mouth. He just kept sucking until my cock softened.

I said, “I thought you were going to back off”

"No,"he said. “I wanted your cum.”

I started to get up and said, “I still have yours right here.”

He took my hand, brought it to his mouth and licked up his come off of my hand. And then took each finger into his mouth and licked them clean.

“Damn, that’s sexy. I never thought about licking fingers as being sexy.”

“Well, if you are not too disgusted about what we just did and are still my friend we can do a lot more of this and find all of our horny points.”

“Of course we're still friends. You didn’t make me do anything. I did it all voluntarily. I bet if we turn the movie back on we can do it again in about half an hour.”

My company had been hired to install some outdoor lights on a backyard patio. I was 19 and had just become an electrician journeyman. I knew the people — or a least I knew their son, Davy. He was a year behind in high school. He was what was known as a bad kid.

He was never in trouble with the cops; he was just full of himself. He thought he was God’s gift to women. I didn’t know if he thought he was God’s gift to men too or not. He wasn’t all that good-looking, but he was young with chest hair and reasonably slim with an attitude. He had frequently shown up in my masturbation fantasies. I guess he could be classified as a twink.

I had expected his parents to be there while I worked, but it was Davy that answered the door.

“Naw, they're both at work. They said to let you in and stay out of your way.”

He was shirtless with low slung jeans and a baseball cap worn sideways on his head. I hadn’t expected this. My cock had gone instantly hard and I hoped it didn’t show. I certainly couldn’t readjust my crotch without drawing more attention to it.

He led me to the back patio and we verified the proposed locations against the diagram I had, and I got to work.

He came back periodically to smoke a cigarette. I guess he wasn’t allowed to smoke in the house. Each time he showed up my cock got hard. The last time he was here he turned around at the door and caught me readjusting my hard cock so that it wasn’t as visible.

The next time he came out he had a hard on and he wasn’t shy about making sure I saw it. I tried not to look but he caught me looking a couple of times and I knew my hard-on was apparent. I didn’t know whether he was gay, bi, or was just looking for a blow job.

I needed to finish up and get out of there.

I was involved with the last light, down on my knees and I hadn’t heard him come out on the porch. I smelled the cigarette. I looked around and there he was right next to me. I looked up at him. He was standing there looking down at me. He had his hands in the front of his pants and had them pushed down so that his half erect cock was visible down to the head.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were almost closed, and he said lazily, “You need anything?”

Without thinking I reached down and pushed on my hard-on trying to hide it.

“You need to let that thing out. It can’t be comfortable.”

I couldn’t keep my eyes off of his cock. He pushed down on his pants and his cock popped free. It was about six inches with a nice size head and was glistening with pre-cum.

I was sitting back on my heels, but when that cock popped out I sat up without thinking and there it was right in my face. All I had to do was open my mouth and take it in. I did open my mouth. I was going to say something, but I never got the chance. As soon as I opened my mouth he pushed his hips forward and his cock was in my mouth up to his pubes.

“I knew I had something you wanted,” he said.

He put his hands around the back of my head, held it in place and slowly face-fucked me. I didn’t struggle or complain. What could I say or do? I had what I wanted. He had what he wanted.

“I’ve wanted to do this since I was a freshman and first saw you. I just knew you gave great head. You just don’t know how long I’ve been fantasizing about you sucking my cock.”

He started fucking my mouth faster and faster.

“Oh man this is so fucking good. You want me to come in your mouth?”

I nodded my head in assent.

“Oh, fucking great man, I mean like hey man if somebody is going to suck your cock they ought to finish it up, right? None of this having to jack off to finish, Right?” Here it comes man.” I felt his cum flowing up the base of his cock and I grabbed his butt and pulled him to me, burying his cock in my mouth as he shot deep in my throat.

“That’s sick, man. I love it.”

He pulled his soft cock out of my mouth and put it back in his pants.

“Hey man, stand up and let me have your cock. You don’t think I’d leave you hanging do you? Let me have your load.”

I stood up. He knelt as I took out my cock and took it in his mouth all the way to my pubes. I let him suck me and he was really good. I was already ready to blow and it didn’t long. He did just as I had when he felt me coming and buried my cock down his throat as he came.

“That was great. I love the taste of your come. Such a shame that we took so long to connect. You want to do it again let me know." Now I better leave you alone and let you finish. Do you like to kiss? Great, here take this with you,” and he gave me a lingering tongue-in-mouth kiss.

I finished up and before I left we set a time and place to do it again.

I’m horny. I’m 22, 5’9” 160 lb., with a nice 7” cut cock when erect, which makes it relatively easy to connect, but today I don’t want to wander around the park looking to connect. I drive down to the park where all of us queers go to find each other and park in the parking lot with the driver’s side facing the woods. That way I can see who is wandering around the parking lot and can be easily seen from the woods.

I pull my khakis down to mid thigh, unbutton my shirt exposing my undershirt and stroke my cock until it is standing erect and then I open the driver’s door and put myself on exhibit. My bait is hanging out. I guess you would call it trolling for queers.

I would love to attract some young, hard cock to suck, but I will take almost anybody half-way decent who wants to suck my cock.

It would be a home run if I could suck off 3 or 4 guys before somebody blows me.

I’ve done this before and have had as many as five guys suck my cock before I found anybody who really knew how to suck dick. It’s amazing how many incompetent or hesitant cock suckers there are out looking for cock.

A great-looking, well-built, long and lean 40 plus guy walks toward the woods and double takes when he sees me. He changes direction and takes a line which lets him see inside the open door. He is wearing a t-shirt and low-slung Levis.

He sees me stroking my cock. I look directly at him and lick my lips. He walks over to the car and stops in the door, crosses his arms on the top of the car and just stands there. I can see the outline of his cock straining against the material of his jeans. I stroke his cock through his jeans. He just stands there.

I unbutton his jeans. He is not wearing underwear, I work his jeans down his hips a little bit and his large cock pops out. I slide my hands under his t-shirt and caress his chest and stomach muscles as I envelop his cock with my lips and suck his dick. After a while he starts flexing his hips and I stay in one place while he face-fucks me. He increases his speed and suddenly his arm sweeps in and pushes my head forward as tries to bury his cock in my mouth. He fills my mouth with cum. I swallow it down and keep sucking until he finishes. I use a cloth to dry off his cock, and he steps back and puts away his cock and buttons his pants.

“Thanks man. Are you here often?”

“No,” I said, “but I can give an e-mail address.”

“OK.”

So, I give him a card with my address on it.

I almost never hear from such guys but every little bit helps.

Almost immediately an 18 year old walks up and says, “Do you want to suck my cock?”

“Sure.”

“Can I get in the car?” he asks.

“Yeah, go around to the passenger side,” I tell him.

“That other guy seemed to like what you did so I thought I would see if you wanted me,” he explains.

“Why wouldn’t I?” I ask.

“Well, I have a pretty large dick.”

“Let’s see.”

He opened his jeans and pushed them and his briefs to his ankles. His flaccid cock was about an inch long.

“That’s not so big,” I tell him.

“Suck on it for a while. It gets bigger,” he assures me.

I’m not that wild about sucking on flaccid cocks but I give it a try.

As I suck I think, “Well at least I have no problem deep-throating this.”

I can feel it getting harder and longer. It is quite enjoyable to suck on. But it keeps on getting longer and longer even when it has reached its maximum girth. Finally I find myself sucking on an enormous head and am able to take about 4 inches below that. His cock is ten or eleven inches long.

I stop sucking it and start stroking it.

“Well, you're right it is an enormous cock.”

And dejectedly he said, “And you don’t want to suck it, Right?”

“I’d love to suck you off, if I can. What is your load like?”

“Enormous. Look it’s all right if you can only suck three or four inches. If you stroke the shaft, you can get me off. Please”

"I’m gonna need to get in the seat well, so I can take it head on. I can’t do it justice from the side. Take your pants off so you can spread your legs out,” I tell him.

I got out and went around and climbed into the passenger seat well. He slid forward and I sucked on what I could take. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and stroked him. I loved the head of his cock and I could suck on it all day.

It didn’t take long before he was moaning and groaning.

“God man, you’re good. That’s fantastic. Oh yeah right there like that. Oh fuck. Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum. There’s gonna be a lot of cum, so be prepared. Here it comes.”

I felt it coming up his urethra and suddenly it was exploding into my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed as fast as I could but was overwhelmed and cum leaked from my mouth.

He said in a distressed tone, “I’m sorry. I warned you.”

I licked and sucked and swallowed and captured most of it.

I grabbed a cloth and wiped off his cock as it visibly got rapidly smaller.

“Oh God that was wonderful for me. I’m sorry you didn’t like it. I know it’s just too much. I feel like God has cursed me,” and he started crying.

“Jesus, that was great. I’ll blow you whenever you would like. It’s not what I’m used to but that was wonderful. Do you come like that every time?”

“Yes," he said fearfully.

“Wonderful! When can we do it again?” I asked.

“Tomorrow?”

“Now scoot, so I can attract somebody else to suck me off.”

Don and I were driving in the middle of nowhere on the ranch looking for strays. I was doing the driving. I had had to sweet talk the foreman into pairing us together.

His parting comment was, “Well, Jeff, let me know how he sucks cock. If he is any good, maybe I’ll take him out to hunt strays myself.”

We didn’t really know if Don sucked cock. All we knew was that he was cute as could be and was always sporting a hard-on. I was young, tall and lean and sassy and everybody had started calling me “the Fonz.” I had to look it up on Google to find out what it meant.

I guess “The Fonz” of the television show “Happy Days” was strictly heterosexual, but if he wasn’t getting head from Hunky Ron Howard and Scott Baio I’ll be a monkey’s uncle.

Being heterosexual wasn’t much of an option on a ranch full of men and no women if you ever wanted to have sex. Everybody on the ranch had sucked my cock at one time or the other and if the truth be told I did my share of sucking and fucking. I still considered myself heterosexual, but when there are no women around you take what you can get. I’m way too young and horny to be a monk.

The reason I arranged this little outing with Don was because he was always arranging to be where I was. He was always smiling at me and he always had a hard-on. He wasn’t having sex with anyone else, and everybody on the ranch was aware of his fascination with me. To tell the truth I had a hard-on around him also, and he showed up in my dreams when I had wet dreams. Well, didn’t I tell you I was way too horny to be a monk? No matter how many guys sucked my cock during the day I still had vivid sex dreams at night.

Don said, “I’ve got to piss.”

So, I pulled over. We both got out and I stood by the front bumper while he pulled out his cock and took a whiz. He finished peeing and I watched as he stroked his cut cock to a good erection. My own cock got as hard as a rock and made a bulge in my jeans. I stroked it.

He dropped his jeans and underwear and took off his shirt. He was beautiful. I dropped my own jeans and my own cut cock stood there erect. He stepped out of his pants and squatted down and used his pants as a kneepad to kneel on. I stepped out of my pants , took two steps toward him and had my cock right in front of his mouth.

He said, “How can I not accept such a nice offer” as he leaned forward and licked on the head of my cock.

“Um, that’s good; I like the taste of your pre-cum,” he said.

He ran his hands up my legs, massaged my buttocks in passing and caressed my tight, hard abs and chest as he let his lips slid down my shaft. He went all the way to my pubes, wrapped his arms around my waist and held me there impaled on my cock for a couple of minutes and then he came up for air.

He looked up at me and said, “I’ve wanted to do that ever since I first saw you. You are an incredible-looking stud.”

In all honesty, I had to say, “You are not bad-looking yourself. You've shown up in more than a few of my wet dreams.”

He went back to sucking on my cock. He locked his hands behind him and just serviced me with his mouth. He would deep throat me for awhile, then just suck half way up and down my shaft and then suck and lick on the head of my cock. Damn, he was good.

“Can I lick your ass?” he asked.

I just turned around, bent over and spread my cheeks. He went directly to my asshole with his tongue and did his best to try to climb in my asshole. He pressed his face between my cheeks and reached around my body and fondled my balls with one hand while he stroked my cock with the other.

After a while he stood up and ran his hard cock up and down the crack of my ass.

“I want to fuck your ass,” he told me.

“That’s usually my line. I’ve never been fucked before,” I objected. I stood up, turned around, squatted down in front of him and said, “But I want to suck your cock,” as I took him in my mouth. I sucked him and caressed his body the same way he had sucked me.

He turned around and spread his cheeks in front of my face.

“I’ve never licked a guy’s ass before either.”

“There always has to be a first time,” he said as he wiggled his ass at me.

I was a whole lot more tentative than he had been, but I got into after a while when all I smelled and tasted was clean young-man sweat.

Finally he stood up and said, “I still want to fuck your ass.”

He took a lubricated condom out of his Levis pocket and slipped it over his cock.

“I’m not sure about this,” I said, butI leaned over and grabbed my ankles.

He slipped to his knees again and got my asshole all slick with his saliva, then he stood up, placed his cock head on my asshole and slowly pushed.

As his cock invaded my ass, I grimaced, grunted and then yelled as the head of his cock penetrated through my tight hole. I was fortunate that his cock was the same diameter for its whole length instead of a cock that got larger as it went toward its base.

“It gets easier. The hard part is over. Your asshole will get used to it.”

“If I weren’t so fucking horny and you weren’t so fucking cute, I’d never be in this position. I’m not gay.”

“Well, I hate to bust your bubble but you are at least bi-sexual or you wouldn’t be in this position,” he said as he slid his cock up my ass until it was fully seated and then started sliding it in and out.

“How does that feel?” he asked.

“I can fuck you till I come or do you want to suck my cock some more?”

“Another first. Big macho me never expected to be a position where anyone would even ask the question, much less expect an answer.”

“You’re gonna make me say it, aren’t you? I want to suck your cock some more.”

He pulled his cock out of my ass and slid off the rubber and threw it on the ground.

“You want to suck me off or just suck on my cock some more?”

“I don’t understand. What’s the difference?” I asked.

“If you suck me off, I'll come in your mouth. Has anybody ever done that before?

“No, I’ve sucked lots of cock, but always jacked them off to finish making them come.”

“What happens when somebody sucks you? Do they take your load or stop and jack you off?” Don asked.

“Both ways, now that I think of it. The guys who are really gay take my load; other guys who are just doing it for the sex, finish me off by jacking.”

“When I suck you off I want you to drop your load in my mouth. That’s half the pleasure for me. The question is still open for you?”

“Fuck, I’ll suck you off and take your load. I’ve already licked your ass and let you fuck me. What’s one more thing?”

“One more thing – you can spit it out. You don’t have to swallow my load. But if you vomit don’t do it on me. It will be better if you suck me off first, because If you come first you will probably lose your desire. I won’t.”

I got on my knees and sucked on his cock. It had softened during our question and answer period and I loved the feel of it hardening in my mouth. Maybe I was queer after all. He was almost ready to come when we started so it didn’t take much sucking on my part to bring him to orgasm.

“I’m coming.”

I didn’t stop, I just kept sucking and suddenly my mouth filled with his cum. I didn’t swallow it, but I did keep it in my mouth until his cock softened and I stopped sucking. Then I spit it out on the ground.

“Sorry, no insult intended,” I said.

“I understand; it’s an acquired skill.”

He went down on me and there was no doubt who was the better cocksucker.

He brought me to the edge a number of times and backed off until finally I had to say, “Please, Don, let me come.”

He smiled at me and the next time he brought me to orgasm he didn’t stop. I came deep in his throat. He swallowed it all down and licked my cock clean before he released it.

We got up and got dressed. He leaned into my face like he was going to kiss me and stopped. I recognized the hesitation and leaned in and made the connection and we kissed.

“This did not go the way I thought it was going to go,” I said.

“Are you sorry?”

“Only if you are.”

He reached over and took my hand in his and said, “Remember what I said before, ‘I wanted you from the first time I saw you.’”