Becoming a Cocksucker: A Journey

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"Yeah, man," he nodded all serious and concerned. "It used to be two or three times a day on average, sometimes more."

"You are the luckiest man alive," I said and meant it. "We really do only have sex once every few months."

"No!" He gulped with a look of utter dismay on his face.

"Yeah," I nodded, before adding, "and oral sex is once a year on my birthday."

"You're kidding me," he said, aghast at such a thought. "I deposit a load in her mouth almost every day, although the amount of facials I give her has definitely dropped."

"She lets you come on her face?" I asked, the idea of his gorgeous redhead coated in cum making my already hard cock flinch in my pants.

"Of course," he replied, as if it was a silly question.

"I have never come on a woman's face in my life. Couldn't even fathom bringing it up," I said, another of my many fantasies never fulfilled.

"I don't think I've ever dated a girl I didn't shoot a load all over," he said, as if reflecting back on all his previous women.

"Apparently I was born a couple decades too early," I joked, envious of his busty wife and his abundant and kinky sex life.

He shrugged, before asking, "So you really only get laid a few times a year?"

"And that's in a good year," I only partly joked.

"What do you do?" He asked.

"A lot of self-love," I shrugged, comfortable to admit that after the secrets we'd already shared.

He nodded, "Yeah, I usually blow a load on my own every day too."

I laughed, "That's the first thing we've found in common today."

We watched the rest of the first half, which ended up tied 9-9 (a weird score, but we'd settled for three field goals and they'd gotten a touchdown and a safety), when Mike said, "You know, you have me worried. Sandra is still pretty hot. If she doesn't put out, that could be me in the future."

"Possibly," I nodded, "all my buddies tell similar stories of a better past than their present."

"Fuck," he sighed. After a pause, he asked, "At least tell me she takes it in the ass?"

"Fuck no, I tried sticking a finger in her once and she almost ripped off my testicles, and that was when our sex life was still pretty hot," I answered, yet one more fantasy never fulfilled.

"Shit man, you deserve better," he said, before saying, "all this sex talk has got me horny. Want to watch some porn and let a load go?"

"What?" I asked, hearing him clearly and yet stunned by his words.

"What? Have you never jerked it with other guys?" he asked, looking at me as if I was an alien from another planet.

"No, can't say I have," I admitted.

"It's not gay or anything," he said, "just two guys watching porn and jerking off. In college it was a regular occurrence."

"We went to different colleges," I joked, remembering how guys didn't even dance together in the 80s.

"Well, I'm watching some porn and jerking off," he declared. "If you're uncomfortable with that, go home and come back in fifteen."

Before I could respond, he pressed a button on his remote and seconds later some chick was on hands and knees being fucked by two guys, as she bounced back and forth like a rocking horse.

He tugged his shorts down in one quick movement and began stroking his cock, which was already hard.

He had a BIG hard cock... and his cock area was completely shaven.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't stare: his cock was a good eight plus inches.

He luckily didn't seem to notice my stare as he asked, "Are you going to join me?"

"Fuck it! Why not?" I shrugged, both because I was horny and I because I wanted to spend more time checking out his massive dick.

As I fished out my cock, I continued to take long lingering looks at his dick while he watched the slut on TV take two dicks... luckily still oblivious to my fascination with his cock.

As I began stroking mine too, my eyes shifting back and forth from the television to his cock, he looked at mine and surprised me again as he complimented, "Nice cock."

Those are words that I'd never imagined I'd hear from another guy, but it also wasn't true in comparison to Mike's majestic monster. I couldn't help but laugh as I retorted, "I thought so before I saw your monster. How do you even walk around with an elephant trunk like that?"

He laughed, "I got lucky I guess, although yours is thicker than mine."

I responded, without even thinking as I stared at his long cock, "Yeah, if we put our two together we'd have the perfect cock."

He chuckled, as he continued stroking his cock, "Yeah, I wish I was thicker."

"And I wish I was longer."

"God, we're like women comparing their racks," he laughed.

"I guess so," I laughed back, finding it so strange and yet exciting to be talking so casually while we each had our hard dicks out.

"Ream my ass," the porn star screamed, now getting double penetrated.

"Oh yeah," Mike groaned, "nothing hotter than a chick getting dp'd."

"Except a chick getting triple teamed," I added, trying to sound as cool as he did.

He nodded, as he watched the scene, "Except a woman getting triple teamed by other women."

"Except a lesbian orgy," I countered.

"You win," he declared, as he began beating his cock faster, even as he reached for the tissue box that he'd courteously placed between us. (The impeccable host! LOL!)

I did the same thing.

He furiously stroked himself, watching a hot porn slut take two dicks.

I furiously stroked myself staring at his cock as the idea of leaning down and taking it in my mouth popped into my head.

I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have a dick in my mouth... especially a dick that big in my mouth.

I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be on my knees in front of him sucking his cock.

I couldn't help but wonder if I could take the whole shaft inside my mouth.

I couldn't help but wonder what he would do if I asked to suck his cock.

These taboo thoughts had my balls boiling and I grunted and came, catching my load at the very last second in the Kleenex.

"I'm close too," Mike groaned, as he watched the girl on the television bounce back on the huge cock reaming her asshole, unaware that I'd come while staring at his cock.

I couldn't help it, and I kept watching him jerk off, wanting to see this beautiful cock erupt.

"Oooooooh," he grunted, as he suddenly came, too quick to catch the first rope that shot straight in the air.

I wondered what it would taste like.

He caught the rest of his load in a closely-held tissue much to my disappointment, undeniably enjoying watching cum shoot into the air out of the majestic cock.

Once done, he laughed, "I never catch it all."

"Does Andrea?" I joked.

"Usually, or she cleans it up off the floor with her tongue," he said rather matter-of-factly... not at all bragging.

"No way," I said, envisioning the beautiful redhead on all fours licking cum off the floor.

"She's pretty insatiable," he nodded.

"I guess she must be," I said, as disappointment washed through me watching him put his cock away... which led to me doing the same thing.

Oddly, he then wordlessly turned the game on (we had missed a field goal) and we didn't mention sex again for the rest of the afternoon.

8. STORIES FROM STRAIGHT COCKSUCKERS

Of course, every day after that I kept thinking of his cock.

My cock hardened whenever I replayed seeing Mike's huge dick.

I went online and researched some more. I was fascinated by reading posts from a secret sub-culture of men with varying degrees of gay curiosity or action.

I also read about guys who liked to cross dress or be sissies (especially on Tumblr where sissification was rampant). And although I liked seeing a woman in nylons, and liked the feel of them on her legs, I wasn't interested in cross dressing or drag queens (although I'd be lying if I tried to tell you a shemale wasn't pretty fucking hot... someone who was feminine in looks, shape and persona, just with a cock instead of a pussy).

Yet, this sub-culture of men who oxymoronically called themselves straight cocksuckers was what I always ended up going back to. These men dated women, were married to women, liked women, were disinterested in men, but loved sucking cock.

This seemed to be me... or potentially me... even more so since I'd seen Mike's cock and all my inner fantasies were triggered... I wanted to suck cock.

I found another site where men talked about sucking cock and the thrill that came with it. Some truly fascinated me:

I'm straight and suck cock!

Now some of you extremists or homophobes will call me a faggot or gay or sissy or any of the other callous and derogatory terms used for gay men, but the reality is I am 95 percent straight, which rounded up is 100.

The truth is I love women. I love their beauty; I love their bodies; I love their femininity; I love eating their pussies and fucking them; I love the sounds they make when they come all over my tongue or my cock.

I also don't find men attractive... at all. I mean I can tell that Brad Pitt is an attractive man, but he doesn't get me hard. On the other hand, if I saw his cock I would likely get hard and hope he was too.

I can't explain it.

Two years ago the idea of sucking cock would have made me shudder with disgust. Not because I'm homophobic, just because I'm straight. I'm fine if you do it, but it just isn't me.

Yet, one story I read included a straight man sucking another man's cock and a seed was planted unnoticed by me. I mean the story turned me on, but I assumed it was because of the wife who got double penetrated later.

But as the days passed, I gradually began wondering what it would be like to suck a cock.

At first I pushed the idea out as silly and gay, but the idea resisted getting pushed away, and instead the seed began to grow.

I began reading stories where men sucked cock, always searching for straight guy stories... who under the right impersonal circumstances explore sucking cock.

Before I knew it, I was only reading stories about straight guys turned sausage gourmet... And having intense orgasms as I fucked my Fleshlight.

Eventually, I sucked a cock. Thank God for Craigslist. I sure couldn't say to a buddy, 'Hey, I'm kind of curious about sucking cock, can I snack on yours?' Although I imagine many guys after the initial shock, would be like 'go ahead!' (There would be nothing better than a buddy who would be willing to allow you to blow a load down his throat any time you wished.)

I was nervous, and ended up going to a guy who was staying at a hotel.

At the time I was forty-two and the guy I met was twenty-one which somehow added to the excitement, even though I didn't understand why at the time. Now I know giving yourself to a younger man is one of the most natural, exciting things to do as you accept that the hierarchy that runs society (younger eventually replacing older) works in the sexual arena too.

I asked for the lights off and when I got to the door I paused. For every straight man pondering whether they are a cocksucker I have two things to say to you:

1. If you're reading this right now, either you are a straight cocksucker or will become one (until you try it you will become obsessed with the idea... and once you take that first hard cock in your mouth you will accept without reservation what your deepest hidden desires were... and deep down inside you're a straight cocksucker).

2. You will pause and second guess your decision at the door. I chickened out a few times after agreeing online, and I even drove to a house, chickened out and drove away, before finally allowing the inevitable to become a 'fait accompli'). When you pause, take a deep breath, accept that you have to find out once and for all, and then walk inside... once you get into the room your natural inner cocksucker will take control, problem over.

I too paused.

I took a deep breath.

I paused once more and before I could summon back up all the reasons this was a bad idea, I pushed my way past the slightly opened door.

He said, "Come here."

I did.

Nervous as hell.

Excited as hell.

When you're in your forties it's tough to have new experiences, to be nervous and excited at the same time (it happens when you first have sex, when you first get a job and when you first decide to become a parent... but then these defining moments, these releases from prevarication, become few and far between).

He was already naked and had kindly placed a pillow on the floor where I was expected to kneel.

Which I did.

He pulled his towel away and I was staring at a hard cock. The first time I had ever stared at a living hard cock this close.

I'd be lying if I claimed my own cock, still in my pants, didn't instantly, secretly, salute him.

"Go ahead," he offered, knowing this was my first time.

I had one more chance to not become a cocksucker.

I had one more chance to turn and run and return to my vanilla, predictable life.

Yet, any reservations were gone as I stared at the cock before me. It wasn't huge. Average size. Under six inches.

But it was beautiful and it was beckoning me to it.

My brain shut off and I focused on the task at hand... or at mouth in this situation.

I took it in my hand and stroked it slowly before leaning forward and taking a cock in my mouth for the first time.

To call it cathartic doesn't do it justice. There are a few moments in life where the world just makes sense. Where you know, without a doubt, this is one of the core purposes of your life.

I wasn't a man... I wasn't gay... I wasn't a woman either... I was simply a cocksucker... I was simply where I was meant to be... on my knees... sucking a cock attached to a nameless, faceless, man.

Instinct took over.

I bobbed.

Slowly at first, trying to get used to my mouth stretched in a way it wasn't used to.

But as my mind turned off and I became a straight cocksucker, my body took over and I bobbed faster... wanting to be a great cocksucker and wanting to earn my first load of cum.

I won't bore you with the play by play, but in little more than three minutes, the stranger finally said casually, "I'm going to come."

A rush of excitement coursed through me at hearing words I had said to women many times. The title of my Craigslist ad was 'I want to suck and swallow for first time' and thus I lived up to the ad as I kept bobbing, eager to swallow that first load.

I wanted to feel cum shoot in my mouth.

I wanted to feel it glide down my throat.

I wanted to taste it.

I wanted to savour the unique texture that women often complained about.

Moments later, I retrieved my first load of creamy cum, although it exploded in my mouth and down my throat so fast I didn't really get to taste it at all, or analyze the texture... although it still felt utterly epic and thrilling as I once again accepted I loved cock and had now proven that I loved cock sucking.

Once done, I simply stood up awkwardly said 'thanks', and walked out the door. So different from the endless aftermath of sex with a female who wants to share deep secrets and cuddle.

That said, be warned this will likely happen to you, because as you get back in your car and realize you have just sucked a complete stranger's cock and swallowed his cum, you will almost certainly feel a rush of guilt.

You may suddenly feel insecure.

You may question your sexuality.

If you're married or have a girlfriend, you may feel like you cheated.

These are natural reactions and will most likely go away once you accept you're not gay, but a straight cocksucker, and trust me you are not alone. There are lots of us and those men who aren't, are often either denying their curiosity, or are an alpha male who would use you in an instant if they knew who you truly were.

Hopefully we will one day live in a world where you can just be an open straight cocksucker who doesn't have to hide their inner hunger for fear of societal ridicule.

Because in the end, no matter how guilty you feel at first, you will always end up searching for more cock. ONCE A COCKSUCKER ALWAYS A COCKSUCKER!!!!!

....

As I read this vivid testimony, my cock was rock hard as I imagined the exact same thing happening to me.

I couldn't believe how accurately that man had described how I felt.

Intrigued, I read more. Many were short generic statements like:

-I love sucking cock.

-All guys will want to suck cock at some point in their lives.

-Sucking cock will eventually lead to taking it in the ass, which will make you gay.

-It's 2017, and sucking cock and taking it in the ass is in... being straight is out.

There were a few anti-gay insults too (most of them with spelling errors), but eventually I read another post that intrigued me.

Relax: Sucking cock isn't cheating!!!

If you are straight and married or in a relationship with a woman, one of the ideas that may hold you back from exploring your desire to suck cock is cheating.

If you kiss another woman you are cheating.

If you kiss a guy you are cheating.

If you fuck a woman you are cheating.

If you fuck a guy you are cheating.

If you eat out a woman you are cheating.

But if you suck a cock you are not.

Sound ludicrous?

Perhaps.

But the reality is that this is an activity your woman can't give you. Oh sure she could wear a strap-on, but a fake cock cannot replicate a real one. It may be the right shape, but your mouth will never mistake it for the real thing.

Now is getting ass fucked by a man cheating? I don't know, it's kind of grey because a woman can peg you, but a strap-on again can't replace a real, throbbing, pulsing cock (but that is a different conversation for another time).

One definite truth is that your sucking on a cock is the one act that can't be replicated on a woman.

She can't offer you a pulsing, throbbing cock.

She can't supply the sweet cream that comes from a man's balls.

Lastly, she can't understand the inner cravings of a man towards a cock. She sees a cock as a baby maker and a pleasure wand... while you see it as a gift from God.

Should you tell your wife you want a big dick fucking your face?

Probably not, unless for some reason she mentions it. (If by some miracle she does, by all means draw her out on the subject. You may become very glad that you did!)

But no, unless she brings it up, some things are better left unsaid.

She'll never understand your need to be on your knees with a cock in your mouth, just like you'll never understand how she can enjoy spending hours at a time on the phone.

We men are sexual creatures and will be until the day we die....

.....

This one fascinated me too. I was worried about cheating, but his logic did make sense. Although I still wasn't sure if I could do it when the time came.

Could I suck Mike's cock if he offered it to me?

As I pondered this, I found another writing that intrigued me.

I'd choose dick over pussy

I love my wife, I really do.