Suckucation

This is the first story I ever wrote about my first few experiences with giving blowjobs. I think my writing has gotten better since I wrote this, but I hope you'll enjoy it all the same. it does contain both gay and straight sex.

"What a crazy dream" I said aloud as I blinked my eyes awake. My mind was filled was images of sheer debauchery. It all seemed so real, and yet here I was safe in my bed. A wave of relief washed over me despite my head throbbing from the copious amounts of alcohol I had ingested the night before. I rolled over with a groan and looked at the clock. It appeared that I had slept into the early afternoon. The house was silent. My roommates must've already headed out for the day. I stretched with a yawn and stood up to go to the bathroom. Man, was I sore all over. I hobbled over to the toilet and peed for over 2 minutes straight. I flushed the toilet and walked over to the sink to wash up. "Oh shit!" I exclaimed staring at the mirror. All the memories from the last night came rushing back all at once. I was horrified! It wasn't just a dream. It really happened. Last night really happened!

Last night:

It was my 22nd birthday, and I was excited for a rowdy night of bar hopping with my roommates. They had taken a case of beer and frosted it like it was a cake, and even put candles on it. When I tried to cut it, the knife cut through the frosting into the cardboard box. Everyone had a laugh. It was genius. I was grateful to have these friends/roommates in my life. A year ago we had all moved from Washington State to Portland Oregon. 3 guys and a girl all sharing an old 4 bedroom house in the city. Though it was in a seedier part of town, our days were filled with enjoying everything Portland had to offer, especially the bars. We were all heavy drinkers. Looking back, we drank far beyond excess. I suppose the alcohol had a big part to blame in the shenanigans that took place that night.

After having some real cake, and of course, more drinks, we headed out bar hopping. It was decided that we would stay in the neighborhood to party. There was no shortage of bars within walking distance of the house. The first place we went to was three blocks away. Everyone was buying me drinks. Beer, mixed drinks, shots, if it was alcohol, I was pouring it down my throat! It didn't take long for me to get a little tipsy. I tried hitting on our waitress. She was not impressed with my slurred attempt and simply rolled her eyes when I asked if she wanted to go out with me sometime. I had been without a woman's touch since moving to Portland and was growing lonely for some kind of sexual encounter. Any kind at this point!

We decided to bail out and try out some of the other bars. This part of the night was a blur for me. The next thing I remember is waking up in my bed at home. I rolled over to look at the clock. 11:35. Boy, we must've gotten too fucked up, too fast. It made sense as we had started drinking at about 4 pm that day. I listened for any noise coming from the house but heard none. I rolled out of bed, surprisingly feeling great. Looking back, I know that the alcohol was still coursing through my brain and body, making me feel like I was ready to take on the world again. I crept out to the living room. Still quiet. It became clear to me that all my roomies were passed out. I went into the bathroom to relieve myself. When I pulled down my pajama bottoms, my 6.5" erection sprang out. Damn, I was horny! I finished up in the bathroom and grabbed a beer from the fridge before heading back down to my room where I shut the door, and took my cock out. I for sure needed some release.

As I lay on the bed idly stroking my cock, a plan began to form. For the last few months, I'd driven by an adult store called "Taboo" on my way home from work each day. I'd never been in such a place, but was dying to see the inside and find out what goes on in such an establishment. The alcohol in my system gave me the courage to start getting dressed to go. I threw on a pair of sweatpants, a t-shirt, and shoes, and headed out on foot.

The adult bookstore was about a mile away. I was having good time. It felt great to be out strolling along sipping from a few beers I had brought with me. Before I knew it I was staring at the neon, revolving Taboo sign. I took a swig of my remaining beer and gulped hard. Was I ready to go to such a place? It's now or never I told myself, and ditched my beer bottle before swinging open the door.

A doorbell chimed as I entered, and a heavyset man at the counter turned his head to meet me.

"Good evening"

"Hello," I replied as my eyes quickly took in my surroundings.

I was in heaven! (or hell depending on who you're talking to). The store was packed with magazines, videos, toys, lube, and anything else one would need to satisfy their sexual desires. I was in awe as I traveled down the aisles trying to take in everything. I felt my cock hardening in my pants to the point where it looked terribly lude in my sweatpants. Finally, I got to a pair of swinging parlor doors. Behind them, I could see a series of doors next to each other. There must have been at least 10 of them side by side. Above each door was a circular light. Most were lit up, some weren't.

"That's the arcade back there" I heard the man at the register holler back to me. "They work with dollar bills. Do you need change?"

I nodded to the man and walked over to the register. Opening up my wallet, I saw I only had a five-dollar bill. Dammit, I said the myself. In my buzzed state, I had forgotten to bring more cash.

"Five ones please," I said.

The man got me my change and turned back to enter the arcade. As I entered, I noticed a few men milling around the booths as if waiting for something. I brushed passed them and entered the first booth I could find without a light on above it. As I closed the door I saw the knob had a lock on it. "Thank god," I said to myself. The last thing I needed was for someone to walk in on me while I was watching a porno! I locked the door and took in my surroundings. The booth was very small, containing a single chair, and a video screen on the wall with lit-up buttons for changing videos which worked by inserting dollar bills into a slot just below the screen.

I fished my five one-dollar bills out of my pocket and fed $2 into the machine. The video screen jumped to life showing a large-breasted woman on her knees, desperately trying to fit two cocks in her mouth at the same time. My own cock throbbed with desire as I sat down in the chair to observe the slutty act happening on the screen. Although I was locked in the booth by myself, I couldn't help taking a glance around before unzipping my pants. I had never pulled out my erect penis in public before, and it gave me a rush when I heard the noise of my zipper going down. My cock was visibly pulsing with anticipation.

There I sat in a dirty porno movie booth, stroking my cock. I flipped through the different videos on the screen. There were so many different channels, that it made it hard to watch just one for any length of time.

The screen went black after about 5 minutes. Out of credits. I inserted my last $3 into the machine while shaking my head at myself for not having brought more money. I settled on a gangbang video and started stroking my rod with purpose. I needed to cum before the time ran out again!

I stroked myself for a few minutes before there was a knock on the door. I froze, unsure of what to do. Was I in trouble somehow for jerking off in the booth? Was it the police coming to arrest me for indecent exposure? How could anyone know what I was doing? I hurriedly fastened my pants and stood up to face whoever was on the other side of the door just as the video screen turned black again from running out of time. I took a deep breath, and slowly opened the door.

Before me stood a man at least twice my age wearing a tight-fitting pair of rugged jeans and a matching jean jacket. He had curly blonde hair and a thick mustache and stood a good 3-4 inches taller than me.

"Would you like to share a booth?" the man asked in a hushed tone.

I was relieved that I didn't appear to be in trouble.

"I'm out of cash" I replied.

"I got money," the man said as he took a step closer.

I don't know what came over me, but for some horny reason I said "ok", and we both stepped into the booth the man closed the door before walking over to the video machine and inserting a $20 bill.

"Sit," said the man. I sat down in the chair while the man stood next to me. The channel was showing a video of a slut being face fucked by a large cock.

"Pretty hot stuff," he said said as he rubbed the bulge in his jeans. As I watched, he began to drag down his zipper. "Oh my god!" my brain screamed. "You're about to see another man's hard dick!". I had never done anything gay in my life up to this point, and here I was sitting in a porno booth with another man about to pull his cock out! I can't explain it, but I couldn't stop staring as he unfastened his jeans. When his cock sprang free I let out a little gasp. It was about 8" long and thick with a plump mushroom head. The man chuckled at my reaction. This was all happening so fast!

I turned my attention back to the screen so as not to seem too enthusiastic about seeing his cock. What had come over me? He was now running his hand up and down the length of his shaft, and I would steal glances out of the corner of my vision. I could feel his eyes keep switching from me to the video, back to me. "Take yours out" he whispered. I followed his order, and soon we were both jacking off as we watched the video. Why was I so excited by his cock? He took a step closer, and I could feel his thigh brush against my shoulder. A bolt of sexual electricity ran through my body. I kept my eyes on the screen and kept stroking my cock. Suddenly I felt something brush against my cheek. I turned my head, and came face to face with the swollen head of his big dick! We both stayed still like that for a moment.

"Touch it" he whispered.

My hand was shaking a little as I reached up and encircled his cock. I let out another small gasp as I felt his heat and hardness. I began stroking it just a few inches in front of my face. He took another step forward and his cockhead bumped up against my lips. That's all it took for me to give in to my horniness. I opened my lips, and guided his massive erection into my mouth!

I couldn't believe my own actions. I was sucking a cock, and in public no less! The man started chanting: "suck, suck, suck, suck" as my mouth serviced him like I was some sort of porno slut from the videos. I let go of his cock and started giving him a full-blown hands-free blowjob while I stroked my own throbbing cock. The sucking noises seemed so loud and lewd. "Glup, glup, glup!"

I lost track of time. All that mattered to me was servicing cock now. The man held my head with both hands and started pumping my face like it was a fleshlight. I felt my cock start to swell. "Ooooh ffffmmmpph!" I said with my mouth full, and my cock started to shoot stream after stream of hot cum into the air. To this day, I think it's one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had. When the man saw me cum, he really started pumping my mouth. A mixture of drool and precum was steadily dripping down my chin. Suddenly the cock was withdrawn from my suckling mouth, and the man began furiously jerking off right in front of my face.

Splash!

Cum fired out of his cock hitting me in the forehead, and trickled down my nose. Then a second shot flew right into my open mouth. I felt my body tense up again, and my cock began cumming again!

The man held his cock back up to my lips, and I hungrily sucked the last few drops of cum from his cock.

"Whew! You are one hell of a cocksucker" the man said. He then zipped up his pants and exited the door without saying another word. I sat there panting in the chair for a few minutes while the porn videos played on the screen. Looking back at it now, it was an awakening moment. An experience that made me realize I liked sucking men's cocks.

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Two weeks. That's how long it had been since I had my first gay experience at an adult bookstore. A man twice my age had used my mouth like a sex toy and shot his cum on my face. I felt so humiliated about the experience. How could I have let this happen? Was I gay now? I still liked, no, loved women! Perhaps the hardest part about coming to terms with the event was that I liked it. I really liked it. At night my mind would flash back to being in that video booth, the man holding my head while he pumped his big dick in and out of my eagerly sucking mouth. Every time I thought about it, my cock would get rock hard, and I would masturbate while imagining I was slurping on his cock again. I told myself that it was just a one-time thing and that I would refrain from visiting the bookstore again. I assumed that as time went by, I would move on from the experience, and it would become a distant memory of something I tried in the past, but never indulged in again. That was not the case. In fact, the more time that went by, the more the bookstore seemed to call to me. My heart would start beating faster, and my cock would swell every time I passed the bookstore on my commute home from work.

Life continued fairly normally after my encounter at the bookstore. After all, nobody knew my dirty little secret except myself and the anonymous man I shared the porno viewing booth with, and I didn't dare tell anyone. 

At this point in time, three young women were moving into the rental house next to ours. My roommates and I were excited at the prospect of having women our age living right next door. We figured the best way to meet them was to offer ourselves up as movers to help unload the huge U-haul moving truck parked outside. We walked over and introduced ourselves to the three women, and asked if they wanted any help. They agreed, and we all introduced ourselves and shook hands. I found myself immediately attracted to the shortest girl named Kara. She was wearing a tight striped t-shirt that showcased her big bouncing tits. Her dyed red hair was cut in a punkish bob, and she wore a stud in her nose.

As we all started moving their boxes and furniture, I did my best to get to know her. She told me she and her two friends had left Minneapolis to come to Portland for the music, art, and overall culture. I told her about the neighborhood and points of interest in the area. She had a flirtatious way about her that really turned me on.

As we unloaded the truck, my roommate offered to throw them a "welcome to the neighborhood" party at our place the next night, which was a Friday. The girls seemed excited and accepted our invitation. As we were leaving Kara gave me a "thank you" hug. My cock started to grow as her ample chest pressed into mine, and I pulled away before I poked her with my erection. She smiled and winked at me before turning to enter her new home.

I was on cloud nine the whole next day at work. Not only was there a girl interested in me, but she was hot, and she was coming over to my house that night! My mind raced with all sorts of sexy scenarios that might take place. When 5 pm hit, I practically ran to my car. I was so eager to start preparing for the party. 

As I followed my usual route home I passed by Taboo. Glancing over at the porn palace I shook my head and chuckled. "No more gay stuff for you, you've got a woman now," I thought to myself, and then immediately felt stupid. I mean damn, there was no guarantee I was going to get laid that night, but it felt like there was a high probability.

When I got home I was pleased to see my roommates had cleaned the house, and had already been to the liquor store! It was still a good 3 hours until the new neighbors would be arriving, so I mixed myself a drink and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. I took my shoulder-length hair out of the ponytail it had been in all day and stepped underneath the hot water. It felt great, and I spent a good 10 minutes shaving my face smooth before I emerged to get dressed.

My roommates and I sat around chatting and drinking for the next few hours. When the doorbell finally rang, I jumped up from the living room couch to answer it, but lost my balance and tumbled into the coat rack next to the door. Everyone laughed at my obvious intoxication. I shook it off and answered the door. There stood Kara and her roommates. My jaw dropped when I saw Kara. She was wearing cutoff short shorts and a yellow crop top that almost showed off the bottom of her bra. Around her neck, she wore the same choker necklace she had been wearing when we first met. I invited them inside, and soon we were all talking, drinking, and having a great time.

After an hour or so of partying, Kara asked to see my room. I tried to contain my excitement as we headed down the hall. One of my roommates stopped me on the way and shoved something into my hand. When I looked down, I saw it was a little blue pill. Viagra! I popped the pill in my mouth without Kara noticing as we entered my room.

As soon as I closed the door to my room she was all over me, kissing, licking, and sucking all over my neck and face. We started tearing each other's clothes off. I grabbed her bra and pulled it up over her head without unclasping it, making her big bouncy tits spring free. She stood in front of me in nothing but pink thong panties. We stared at each other for a second before I grabbed her and guided one of her big tits into my sucking mouth. She moaned and grabbed my dick which was only half hard. All of the drinking had given me a minor case of "whiskey dick". I spun her around and shoved her onto the bed so she was on all fours with her thong-covered little bubble butt sticking up in the air. I pulled my own underwear off before sliding her pink thong to the side and plunging my half-hard cock into her very wet pussy. As we fucked doggy style, her big tits swung back and forth. Although my dick was only half hard, I was determined to give this girl a good fuck. She turned her head back to look at me, and started chanting: "fuck me!". That did it for me as I grunted and dumped my load of semen into her hot little pussy. We fell onto the bed, panting and covered in sweat trying to catch our breath. I gazed up at the ceiling. The bedroom felt like it was spinning, and then...everything went black.

I awoke several hours later and looked at the clock. It was 1 am, and Kara was gone. I was still drunk, but it felt like my energy had been restored! When I got out of bed I noticed two things. Firstly, my cock was hard as a rock now, thanks Viagra I almost forgot I had taken it. Secondly, Kara's pink panties were on the floor. I put on some pants and left the room to search the house for Kara. After a quick search, I realized that she and her roommates must've gone home. I returned to my room and picked up the panties and sniffed them. The smell made me even hornier than I already was.

"Dare I?" I said to myself as I removed my pants and tried on the panties. I looked at myself in the mirror and was taken aback by the sight before me. My shoulder-length hair, shaved face, and the pink thong made me look sexy. Almost like a girl!

Here's where everything gets crazy. It must've been the combination of the way I looked in those panties, the booze, and the Viagra, but I felt uncontrollably horny. I loved the way I looked in those panties so, against my better judgment, I decided to walk up to the adult bookstore. My heart was racing as I slid on a pair of sweatpants over my pink thong, and put on a sweatshirt and shoes to make the journey. Did I really want to do this? I told myself I would just go watch some porn in the video booths, jerkoff, and come home. There's no harm in a guy doing that right?