bore you with all the stuff leading up to it. I want to concentrate on what I want to remember.
We met in a safe place. My lights on my car blinked, then his went on. I left my car, walking straight into his headlights so he could get a good look at me. I got in the back seat and it was a larger car, maybe a Lincoln or something. Big room in the back. I was on the floor between the back seat and the front. I heard some moving around and noises like he was turning off everything. He got out, shut the door.
He got in the back door across from me. sat down. Now we have talked about what I wanted to do for him and his involvement.
I wanted a dick in my mouth.
He wanted to have a man suck his cock for the first time.
He sat there, and i did what I crave for... I unbuttoned his pants, kinda slowly unzipped his pants. He had no underwear on. I smelled the heat of his crotch, his breathing, yet I didn't see his cock. I was kinda expecting to have a hard-on but he was flacid. I had to snake my hand into his pants to find his 'penis'. It was not a large one. I played with his soft penis and rubbed his balls a bit. he was very hairy, and ok, well he was 56 years old. But I didn't care about all that. I could smell urine, sweat, and his ass all drifting outta his open zipper.
Fuck all the emotions. I grabbed his pants. I was just angry and didn't care a shit. I pulled his pants down and cupped his balls in my hand. I caught a glimps of his face, and he looked older than I expected.
Face down on his cock. I sucked his soft penis into my mouth and worked it like a limp noodle. After about 10 seconds I started to feel it get harder and his hips started to shift and push up. 30 seconds into it, he had a full erection. Sorry to say, it was only like 3-4 inches. (I have yet to find a guy with a HUGE cock.. still looking, cause if one exists locally.. i'll let him fuck my ass) So I was slurping and sucking hard down on his cock. I don't know how I know to do what I can, but maybe it's just that I have a a penis and know what I'd love to have done to me... so I was crouched sideways in the back seat of this old mans care, his hard cock in my mouth and he's making this "hungahungahunga" noise.
I kinda think he's done this before, because he started to call me names. "oh you young fuck face" and "fuck me you boy slut" I almost laughed a few times..
Even though he told me he had never had another guy suck his cock... come on. And I didn't care.
It only took me a total of 30-50 seconds to make him cum. It was not that warm in my mouth, it was not thick or heavy.. mostly precum and juice and probably more urine than cum. But I ate it all. I did the right thing and sucked on his cock till he was soft again. it's only polite.
That was tonight. And I'm still wanting more. I should of planned it better, and I think I really need more than one guy at a time. Forced Sex? Sure. Come visit me and we'll see.

ritcheydrew@yahoo.com

The second place is the truck stop just off the highway close to where I work.
The first time I went there, I was suprissed at the size and features it had. Not just a restaurant, but showeres, changing rooms, video booths, private phones, my mind was reeling about all the options. I've had 3 encounters at that place. I am usually awake till 4 or 5 am most nights being I work a swing shift. So one particular night I decided to check out the place. I ate a late meal there, and in my mind I was going to be as open and available as possible. If someone looked at me, I would smile and say 'hello', when I took a piss, i tried to look at guys in the face just to let them know. But it happend for me in the parking lot. I was walking through the parked trucks. Some of them were running, some were silent. I was walking down the rows of trucks and between 2 trucks that were running, there was a guy taking a piss. He kinda shocked/scared me and I jumped a bit and let out a laugh of embarassment. I opened the conversation by inquiring why he would piss there and not walk inside. He laughed and said he like to feel the air. "Me to" I replied and he asked what I was doing, in which I said "I don't sleep well and like to walk at nights, usually when I'm drinking." He asked if I was drunk tonight, which I wasn't because I was driving. I took a big jump and mentioned that it was getting cold, would he like to go inside to finish talking. I was thinking 'inside the truck stop' but he said "Sure" and climed into his truck, leaned over and unlocked the passengerside. "Well.." I thought to myself, "this is what I was here for, right?" So I climed in. It was kinda messy, and smelly, and well, very lived in. The guy was older than me, in his mid 50's I'd say. Unshaven by 4 days. He had a worn tshirt with a rather protruding pot belly. He was wearing grey sweats and slippers. Not all that sexy for a guy, but I figure that if someone is really going to appreciate a blowjob, it would be him!
We talked a few minutes about his job and mine, and he caught me looking at his crotch, which had a wet spot from where he leaked from taking a pee. It was him that broke the ice by asking if I was a 'queer', in which I replied "no, but let's just say I'm not totaly straight either". "Well..." he said, and got up, and went and sat in the back of his truck on his bed. He leaned back agains the wall, kicked off his slippers, and shucked off his sweat pants. "Let's see how 'not queer' you are".
Time for talking was over.
I moved down between his open hairy legs. There was a little light on over head, so I could see pretty much everything. His fat belly hung down enough so that all I could see was his cock head sticking out between his thighs. Just below them were two hairy purple balls. It kinda looked like 2 eggs, his cock head and balls. I moved his legs apart farther so I could get in there. He smelled like 3 days without a shower sweaty. A very musky stale kinda of scent. At first it was nasty, but after a few minutes I really began to enjoy it. At first I tried to suck his cock head, but it was an odd angle. I told him to lay down on his back, which he did. He layed with his head to my right and his feet to my left. I started to touch and play with his balls with my left hand while I sucked and licked his cock with my mouth. His balls felt so warm and hairy, I liked how heavy they felt. I licked them a bit and enjoyed their saltiness. He was just laying there all quiet, not making a sound. I would take my right hand and try to work his cock while I sucked his balls, and it started to grow. It was so amazing to see a tiny soft cock grow thick and hard because of me. I was facinated. I would kiss his cock head, lick up and down his veiny shaft and stroke it with my right hand all the time massaging and rubbing his balls with my left hand. I switched between sucking cock and balls. My new friend was just laying there not making a sound, with for me was like I just had my own set of cock and balls to play with, without any guy attached! I was aroused to, not that I wanted sex, but that I was getting to do what I loved. I was worshiping cock once again!
Once he was fully erect, with me moving his belly and legs apart so I could fully see it, I guessed him to be maybe 6 or seven inches long, and a good inch-n-a-half round. I loved his cock! I placed my right hand on his belly, and held his balls with my left hand, and I went to town with my mouth on his cock. I had built up enough saliva and suction that i was securly clamed around his cock and I pounded his cock with my face. I fucked him with my mouth as hard as I could. Once in awhile my excitement would break suction and it would kinda make a 'pop, smack' noise, but I would slurp up as much saliva and get back to work. All the while this guy was pushing his hips up and laying very quiet. He had his eyes shut and arms up under his head, just layed back and relaxing!
I could feel his balls tighten, and his hips squeeze tight and lift up a bit. He gave no warning, no word, or even a grunt that he was going to cum. I was sucking up and down when I felt his first burst of cum. I imediatly knew what was happening, and I increased suction on his cock head, with my left hand I gently cupped and squeezed his balls, and with my right hand I grabbed his shaft and pumped slowly up and down with increased pressure. I milked his cock for all his semen. I ran my tounge around his cock head to stimulate him fully in between swollowing mouthfuls of saliva mixed with cum. I slowly pumped up and down with my hand and drank up his cum till I was satisfied he was finished. After that, I licked up around his still hard cock till he was clean. I sat back on my knees  to see what he thought. But instead I told him "that was fantastic, thanks for letting me do that. I really love sucking cock and just so you know, it's not for the money, I don't want any. I just really do love sucking cock." Finally he made some noise, but it was only in getting up and putting on his sweatpants that he huffed and puffed. He was still pretty much erect when he did get up and still had a woodie sticking out of his sweats. "You're pretty good, I know a few guys around here that would really appreciate you!" That was a suprise to me, because I never thought of truck hopping! But I really wasn't ready for that.... yet. I gave him my cell phone number and told him to call next time he was going to be 'cuming to town'. and that maybe we could arrange a few extra truck hops.
I jumped out of his cab wondering how many people there knew what I had just done, and did. I walked on air all the way to my car. I could taste his cum in my mouth as I smoked on the way home.
I am addicted to cock sucking. And even more so is meeting random strangers just for that purpose.


ritcheydrew@yahoo.com

e in is not that big and I know my way around, but the neighbor hood we drove to was not the best to be in after midnight. We pulled into this crappy apartment complex and she had me park on the street. I wasn't too comfortable sitting in a car at that hour because it attracts attention. So I'm sitting and listening to music... song after song... "What the fuck is taking so long?" I'm thinking to myself.. It must of been 25 to 30 minutes before I recognized her walking back around the building. She drops her body back into her seat, staring straight ahead and says. "He wants to talk to you.". I say "what for?" and all Emily says is that "He wants to know who he's doing business with, he won't give you any till he meets you." Now I'm a very susicious person, and this just didn't sound right. But it was one of Emily's friends and I figure it must be ok.
She tells me which apartment is his, so what the hell. I walk throught the place and it's pretty run down, lot's of windows are covered up and it smells like animal shit all over. So I knock on this guys door, and a BIG ass Mexican guy opens the door! I was a bit taken back at first, but he motioned me in and I walk into this run down, dirty, crappy apartment. At the table in the back is this white guy, in shorts and not wearing a shirt. He's all sweaty and he's kinda twitching and jumpy, and from the looks of it, he's cutting up shit for me. He tells me "take a seat, give me a second". I look for the cleanest place to sit down, and take my first real look around. I'm also weighing my options, because you never know what's going to happen. The Mexican dude sit's down in a chair right by the door. He's about 5 foot 11 and 250 pounds. A big man in his late 20's. I'm kinda looking for something I might need to use as a weapon.. like I said.. you never know. After about 2 minutes the white guy get's up and comes over standing in front of me. He's about a half a foot in front of me and says, "What the fuck is this all about?!" "uhm.." I say, "you wanted to talk to me?".... "Yeah I fuckin' want to talk to you.. do you think I'm some kinda fucking charity?!!!" At this point I realize he's playing some kinda game, I don't have a clue and know this is going bad. "You see.. ur bitch came in and wanted me to front her shit, I don't front for nothing." I didn't have any cash and told him so. And he said, "well ur bitch settled up with me, now it's your turn".
I told him I had no cash, and to forget about it. And I then as an afterthought I said "well how do I know that you're not selling me good shit?". As if offended, he stepped back and for a second I though he was going to hit or jump me or something. He walked to the table he was sitting at and turned over a plate..."Take a line bitch!"
Free Coke?! Hell yeah! So I got up and went to the table, picked up this straw and in one quick breath snuffed down a big dog leg of coke. I sniffed it all up a few times and let it melt down my nose and throat. I love that feeling, when you slip into a new reality. It was good, VEVRY GOOD!!!. In about 40 seconds I was in heavan!
I guess 'shirtless guy' knew it. He walked past me and told me to follow him. It took me a second to realize he had left the room and I stumbled past the table to the back of the room. To the right of the kitchen there was a doorway and the light was on. He was sitting on the toilet. My mind was spinning and nothing made sense right now, so to me, a guy sitting on the toilet was about as normal as it get's. "Shut the door bitch" he said. I did what he said. I looked in the mirror and hardly recognized my face in the mirror. It seemed distant and far away. My heart was racing, and I could feem my skin tingling all over. Everything seemed fast AND slow at the same time. I snapped back into the moment as shirtless guy spoke "we need to negotiate your price, and since you don't have money, you're going to have to work it off." I had no clue what he ment. But I looked down and realized he was sitting on the toilet with his shorts around his ankles and a huge hard cock sticking out between his legs. I still didn't know what he was talking about because I was riding a great high. He made it plain and clear. "Suck my cock bitch!".
AS I know it, there are two kinds of reactions from coke, one type of person get's reclusive and doesn't want to be touched. The other type  want to be touched. I'm the second type. At first, I tried to leave the bathroom, but the door was a foot length away from him and he got up and kept me from leaving. He grabbed my hand and rubbed his cock with it. I tried to resist him, but he said "if you want a good weight on your way out.. you better listen!". He sat back down, and I felt my heart pick up speed. Was this real? Could I do this and have everything be ok? This was messed up!
I dropped on my knees in front of him. After all, I've sucked a few cocks in my time. I grabbed his dick, it was a little bigger than the frist 2 cocks I ever sucked. Being around 7 inches and 2 inch's round. I notices his pubic hairs were all wet and matted down, they smelled sweet and wet, even though his cock was dry. I knew it wasn't cum in his pubic hairs, so I knew he didn't jack off. I just didn't add 2 + @ at the time (stay tuned for the second part of the story). What the fuck, I took his cock head into my mouth and sucked on it a few slurps, I felt it grow and get thicker with my lips clamped down on it. I jacked his shaft with my right hand, pumping it up and down milking it nice and hard. He started mumbling words which I didn't hear them all, but things like "good bitch", "suck it hard" and "your a good whore" over and over. My ears were ringing from the drugs and the adrenaline pumping through my body. After a what seemed like I was sucking his cock dry, I let go with my hand and he grabbed the back of my head. I really love that feeling, and at that particular time, i realized that I love the feeling of a cock being forced down my throat! I love being used like that. I was so into it, I was almost in tears wanting to please that guy. I needed him to cum down my throat. I took my face off his cock and said.. "i don't care what you think, I want to eat ur cum so bad!" and he laughed and said "Yeah, that's what I she said." At the time, I didn't know what he ment, but didn't care. I dove back done on his cock with a new passion. I let his fat hard head cram it's way down the back of my windpipe, half choking and feeling saliva force it's way out my nose in bubbles. He slammed my face down on his crotch over and over really hard. My nose was getting sore from punching holes in his pubic hairs. The smell of the wettness of it and my gagging was amazing! At times I couldn't breath, but other times I was able to catch my breath enough to let him continue pounding my face with his cock. After what seemed like an eternity, he stood up with my face planted on his dick.. pushed me back against the wall with my head planted on the wall. He face fucked me there. I tried to use my hands but he told me to keep my fucking hands down or he'd kill me. I didn't care!!! He slammed his whole body weight against my face with his cock going so far down my throat that I thought at times I would puke. But I held it all together. Minutes flew by and I began to doubt he'd ever cum, then, and just then, he slammed my head back against the wall so hard I saw stars.. He pressed his body hard and deep into my mouth. I don't even remember feeling him cum, but he did. He was so far down my throat that I didn't even feel him dump his cum in me. He stayed so long down deep in my throat that I blacked out.
I woke up on the floor, dizzy and high as a fucking kite. He had pulled up his shorts and left the bathroom. I walked out into the main area and he handed me this little bundle and told me to get the fuck out.
I managed to stumble my way out the door and down to my car. Emily barly made eye contact with me, and that's when I knew she set me up... she fucking made her deal with him, and left me to take care of my own. FUCK! Even though I really enjoyed it, and actually wish I could re-create it sometimes... I was pissed off at her for setting me up like that.
We drove back to our apartment without a word.
If you want to know who the rest of the weekend went.. Stay tuned for Part 2.

ritcheydrew@yahoo.com

t he wants or what I'll be willing to deliver. So I shower, I clean myself from top to bottom and in every hole and crevice I have. But my real problem is that I started to drink way too early!
By 10 O'Clock i'm not even able to see straight.. so i leave the front door unlocked and strip naked and fall into bed. In my mind, I don't care who or what comes in.. I'm giving myself to 'whatever'.
I woke up in the night sometime, there's a guy in bed next to me, naked. He's using my hand to make his cock hard, I can feel it's short soft stubbiness. There is something around his cock, a cock ring I think. But I'm jacking off this guy next to me, and yes, it's Matt. I'm really dizzy, not able to see or think straight. Matt grabs my head and pulls it towards his cock. I'm not really caring about anything because I'm so drunk. I can feel his balls in my right hand as i use my left hand to stuff his now hard dick down my throat. it's not so big, not even 7 inches long, and I can eat that cock easily!
I am sucking hard, feeling his hips thrust against my face and i remove my left hand and just let him slam his cock and balls against my drooling mouth. I have no idea of how long he fucked my face or how good I was.. but I do know.. my mouth got very wet and 'watery'.. I swollowed so much saliva.. and I didn't even realize he shot all his cum in my mouth. I swollowed every single bit. He finished and as I stumbled to the bathroom to get some aspirin, I heard some talking. I thought he turned on the tv but it was more quiet.
I came out of the bathroom, naked, stumbling and a big mess.. there was another guy there. Matt brought his room mate, another gay guy.. 'what the fuck is this' i remember saying. But they kinda teamed up on me and dragged me back to my bed. His room mate, I don't know his name.. CHRIS, I'll call him... started sucking my cock.. i think I was hard all of 30 seconds when he gave up.. instead Matt held me on my back as his room mate fucked my face.. he layed on top of me with is dick in my mouth slamming down on my face. Matt let go of my arms and I just layed there letting Chris fuck my face like some kind of sex doll. i don't even remember gagging or choking.. but Matt was laughing at how I couldn't breath. Somehow this whole thing turned into a twisted "fuck me" fest.
I remember swollowing Chris's load. His cum was very thick and hot and almost burned as it went down. His final thrust, he layed his body ontop of my face and forced his cock down my throat till he shook and shuddered a bit.
Thinking about it now, I realize that i may have a natural gift for oral sex. I love sucking.
Chris climed off me, and Matt started to play with my cock and balls.. he sniffed and licked at my ass a bit too. I remember them talking about fucking me, but i think I may have had tears coming out my eyes.. not from crying, but from the lack of air and all the shit in my throat making me gag. They left me there. On my bed. I got up.. I don't know how long later, the front door was open and after I locked it and went to the bathroom to take a shower.. i had cum all down my chest, on my chin, dried up in my moustache and face. I liked how I looked.... I want to look like that again.
And i have... Sex With Strangers is not over.. that was just the beginning.

ritcheydrew@yahoo.com

hat she never wore panties under them. I got into my sleep ware, t-shirt and flannel pj bottoms. We did another line together. We usually share 50/50. But I usually give her more because, well... you never know!
Half way through our movie, she asked me "What did you have to do?" I knew what she was talking about, but I remembered that she set me up and wanted her to admit it. I replied "Let's just say I know what your pussy tastes like." and she was quiet for about 10 minutes. I knew she wanted to think about what she had done. Then she said "did you like it". "Hell Yeah!" I said. Thinking that would suprise her, and open her up to suggestive things. She admited that she hated sex, that she never liked the feel of a cock in her, but she prefered having oral sex preformed on her. She guessed that I was the 'type' of guy that pleased.
Oh she was right.
It didn't take a brick falling on my head to get the clue. I asked her if she wanted me to eat her out for the rest of the night, or untill she said to stop.
Even in the dark, I could see her face get red and heat up. I didn't even wait for her reply. I was on the floor between her legs. I never once looked at her eyes, I didn't want to emberass her. I reached up to her hips and grabbed the lining of her black pajama's and she lifted her hips up. And with no panties on under, they followed her full hips down past her legs to the floor. I left them bunched around her ankles. She pivited her legs outward and exposed her pouty full cunt lips to me. Knowing that she was already fucked once tonight.. maybe twice.. who knows.. her pussy lips were bloated and extended outward. I placed my hands against her thighs and moved my face up closer. I inhaled her sweet fragrant aroma. I've never been closer to God than I was right there! She opened her legs up letting her cunt stretch open to expose her inner wetnes.
All this is frozen in my mind, that moment, that time is forever frozen in my mind.
I blew air against her pussy, feeling and listening to her breath. With one long, wet, light lick, I ran my tounge from the botton of her cunt, up to the top and almost to her belly button. Her breathing and muscle movements showed me I had struck gold. I placed my mouth completly over her cunt, I increased my suction on her pulling her inner labia into my mouth. Running my tounge over and over producing more saliva, she gripped the sofa with both hands.
For the next hour, I worshiped her pussy. I sucked her cunt lips, drank her juices as they poured themselfs out for me. I stuck my tounge in and out of her cunt as far and hard as I could. I don't know if she had one or two or however many orgasms. All I knew is I was commited to loving her for that night.
Some time after our 4th line of coke, when she could take no more, she petted my hair, and softly pulled my face to the side. She said she was tired and went to bed.
I was satisfied in knowing I had serviced her very well, and was wondering just how she was going ot use me in the future.
I found my passion. I found my lust and desire. I want to give oral sex to anyone that wants it. I want to be used.

Use me. Please.

drewritchey@yahoo.com

with oral sex was with a girl (of course) but it wasn't my choice. She basically told me if I didn't spend time sucking her off, then it was over between us. And of course, I didn't want to loose her, so I did what I was told. That was the birth of my oral fixation. I now prefer giving oral sex more than the actual act itself. I like to serve rather t han be served. Plain and simple.
So being in a dry spell, I live out some fantasies online with other guys just as desperate to cum as I am. But for me, I'm building up the courage to make that step. I want to find out what it's like to actually suck another guys cock. To bring another guy to climax. How far would I have to go to actually do it, and could I?
I've never been with a guy, and the thought of going 'gay' is not my thing. But as it turned out, the easiest target to go for was in fact, a gay guy.
Most guys, including myself get to a point that they don't care what is getting them off, as long as they can rationalize it as their choice. For example, if a straight guy is down between their legs, sucking their cock... they will call them names and be abusive at times to ease their own minds that they, themselfs are not gay.
I had to break my own ideas of what was 'gay' and what was just an urge.
So, I'm at the bar, hanging with my room mate (my sister in law) and I have made friends with lot's of people there, including a gay guy. Matt is VERY gay, has the voice, the dress, the attitude.. you don't need Gay-dar to tell who he is. Me and Matt are friendly enough that no one really cares much or thinks anything about it. He shares our table, buys drinks and dance's with other girls. But I have plans for him.
This is a blow by blow (no pun intended) of what happened.
One night when I'm perfectly drunk, I invite him to hand out at my place. I picked a night when I knew my room mate wouldn't be home of course. So he shows up, and I am nicly drunk. Booze to lubricate the mind! I offer him a drink, and all the while am a-buzz with what I want to do. Because up till that very night, I never hit on him or expressed any desire to have sex with him. All he knew is I just wanted to hang out with him. So it's not too lighted in my apartment, he's sucking on a beer... and I'm sitting next to him on the sofa. We had some small chat, and he's being very receptive to everything I say. Refecting back, I bet he thought he was seducing me. Not the case.
For me, it was buring in my mind... "What do guys want?" I wanted to suck cock. "What will we do to get what's our obsession?" Act on it.
And that's what I did.
I'm buzzed, look at him and told him i wanted to suck his cock. Plain and simple. He kinda leaned back and slouched on the sofa, and I took matters in my own hands.
I opened his pants. He lifted his hips, and I pulled them to his knees. At the time he wasn't hard, but that didn't stop me. NOW OR NEVER.. DO IT DO IT DO IT.. Was racing through my head over and over.
So I did. I sucked up his soft fleshy cock into my  mouth. I instantly loved it. I can't tell you how it felt so natural. His flesh tasted like mine. We were the same, and as I pleasured him, it was me that was in heavan! His soft cock rolled in my mouth, I could feel his heartbeat as it grew. My only dissapointment was in it's size fully erect. I was hoping to be overwhelmed with cock.. but his was a very modest 4 inches. I could deep throat him with ease.
As I sucked him down to the base, I placed his hand on the back of my head letting him control how deep and hard. I took his other hand and put it under my chin so he could use my head as a fuck tool. I have developed a fetish for being used to make others (up till then only girls) cum before I would, it in essance, be a tool for orgasms. Now I was being used by this guy to get off.
I really loved it. But my experience was short lived. I sucked his cock for almost a half hour before he wanted to try it on me. I let him get between my legs and play with my cock, but much to my shame I was a bit too drunk and couldn't get hard, and honestly, I didn't want him on me. I wanted him to use me. So after a few minutes, I made him give up and that was that.
My first cock sucking experience.
We remained friends ever since then. He actually came over another night because I gave him a rain check for a real blowjob. I wanted him to get off. And because he didn't my first night, mostly because he said he wanted to make it last! I laughed at him and told him that the next time he came over, to forget all the "think of other things so you don't cum" routines... and that I just want to suck your cock hard and fast so you can just cum.
He did come back and cum the very next week.

To Be Concluded.

ritcheydrew@yahoo.com

The first of many confessions.