Confessions of a Secret Cock Slut.

I knew at a young age. As soon as I saw a pictures in an adult magazine that I had found, I knew. I had an undeniable, at least to myself, attraction to cock. So many nights spent staying up late, touching myself, thinking about those sexy images. The women were arousing, too. Yet, when it came time to release my edged orgasms, my thoughts always turned to cock. Nothing turned me on more, they looked so alluring, hanging and soft or hard and throbbing. After so much fantasy, my curious lust felt overpowering.

Other boys, even men, how I craved an experience. Too shy and nervous to come onto anyone I knew, I started to ride my bike past an ABS that was in the town next door. Just riding by at first, still, it, such a rush. I knew I would not be allowed inside, but I could hang out in the shadows near the door, hoping someone might notice me. What to do after that, I did not know. Even back then, I knew that ABS's were a hang out for Gay and curious men. It was incredibly arousing. I could not help but rub myself through my jeans. Somehow, I had not noticed a man in the parking lot, standing next to a van, smoking a cigarette. The door opened and another man walked out and over to him. I had not noticed him, but he had noticed me! He said something to the other and then they turned in my direction. I could see them waving me over. My heart pounded in my chest. My young cock stirred in my pants. What did they want? What did I hope that they wanted? My instinct told me not to, except the urge that seemed to have the most control over me. Nervously, but driven by this incredibly powerful desire, I went over to them.

They asked what I was doing there. They asked if I wanted to get in. Again, I knew that maybe I shouldn't, but I wanted to know the thrill so badly. Seems a little crazy now, but they were simplier, safer times, back then. Through the van's side I went in and they followed me, closing it behind. I think they assumed that I was looking for a blowjob, like every other teenage boy. I did, but it seemed secondary to me. When they asked if I would like one, I asked back if I could do that to them. They had shock on their faces and looked at each other, before both started to undo their belts and pants. My pulsed raced, my eyes fixed on their crotches, so ready to see cock up close and in person. I knew what I wanted and I wanted it badly.

It was dark in the van, but with some dim light coming in from the parking lot, I could see them, their cocks. I felt this magnetic pull. My lips, my mouth felt drawn to them, hanging seductively between the stranger's legs. Seeing them, being so close, I got incredibly, instantly, rock hard. My mind started to swim, a dizzying mix of urge, nerves and excitement. Given my youth, I'm sure that they were unsure as to what, exactly, was going to happen. I knew what I wanted, though. I moved onto the carpeted van's floor, they sat on what seemed to be a carpet covered bench seat. On my knees before them, it seemed so natural and amazing, to me. Faced with cock, just inches away, any nerves melted away. Funny, I could not describe either man in detail, but I could their cocks. I moved to the bigger, thicker of the two... instinct, I guess. I pressed my cock starved lips to it and instantly felt such arousal. I wanted this so much. Thick and smooth, with a beautiful looking head. I felt it swell, making me almost moan in delight. I kkssed it, I had so wanted to do it, to show appreciation of the object of so much of my fantasies. I wrapped my mouth around his growing, hardening shaft. How it stretched my lips surprised me. The taste as amazing as I ever dared dream. I had heard older boy's comp.ain about how their girls never gave any attention to their balls, I would not make that mistake. I pulled my mouth from his cock and saw it bounce and throb. Knealing even lower, I licked his sack. Salty and musky, we both might of moaned.

My attention turned to the other man, now. He was already, wonderfully hard. More veiny, more well defined than his friend's cock. Looking ever bit like a fantasy from that magazine. I went straight down on him and felt him hit the back of my throat, like a real slut. I was sucking cock! I was sucking cock! The realization hit me late. It was a bit of a whirlwind going from standing there, to this, but now it hit me. Now, I could give into all of that urge and lust. I sucked his beautiful dick, stopping only to run my tongue all over his tight balls. Back and flrth, one cock to the other, I felt what kt must be like to be intoxicated. My head felt light and my mind was spinning. I remember asking if they could cum. Yes, I wanted to experience all of it. I did not know if I would ever have another chance. How addictive it was to have him hold my face above his dick as he stroked himself. My hand automarically moved to his balls, cupping and caressing them. My other hand naturally moved to his friend's cock and stroked it, eager for his cum, also. So addictive, his moans as glistening, white cum began to spurt out, some landing on my face, some in my mouth before running down over his fingers, thick and heavy. I could feel the other, clawing at me. I moved my mouth quickly onto him, tasting sweet precum and then the powerful burst of hot semen. Unable to breath, I lifted my face, just in time to feel the full power of another blast of his cum. The power of it surprised me. I felt like I was grinning from ear to ear. Almost dizzy, I was lost in my first encounter with being, "Cum Drunk."

One asked, "Do you like to kiss?" I was honest, yet showed my age. "I don't know," was all I said. One had me lean back as the other undid my pants, freeing my hard, now painful, precum soaked cock. In the dark, he pressed his lips to mine. It was more passionate than I ever expected. Tney took turns, kissing and sucking me, taking me to the edge of orgasm. then stopping. When I finally came, it was in one man's mouth and the other's tongue in mine.

I could of never guessed that my first time would be at threeway, but it laid ground work for what was to come. Anyone that has sucked cock knows how immediately addictive it is. It made me kind of bolder and definitely cemented my desires. It was better than I even imagined. As much as I was about to become a secret cock slut, I was also becoming a secret cum slut. That taste, that pleasure of bringing a man to orgasm, so addictive. Still a little too shy to offer my mouth to other boys, at least at first, but I did begin to hint. Sitting alone in my mother's car, waiting for her to get off of work. My cock was out and rock hard, dreaming of sucking dick. I saw an older boy walking in my direction, he would have to pass by the front of the car. Miles away fom anyone I knew and parked in the very last row. I was desperate to suck dick again.I pjt my nead back as he approached, I made sur that he could tell that I was masturbating, making exaggerated movements with my arm, my other hand rubbing my chest. Through my squinted eyes, I could see that he saw me. I had to stop stroking myself, because I thought that I might cum on the spot. He was laughing, but I was serious. I flipped my head to the side, a motion that he had to know was an invitation. Bolder, now wanting this more than anything, I did it again. He looked around, then got in the empty drivers seat. I can not tell you the thrill! He came so quick, but it was so satisfying, making me feel so complete.

My next encounter would be with a teacher. Finding reasons to stay after, reasons to be close. Somehow, I seemed to be able to know which ones might be open to such advances. This was back in the days of being a, "Confirmed Bachelor." He was so reluctant, but quickly gave into his need and urges. It was amazing! I was learning to fed my passion. It was thrilling and so satisfying. His beautiful cock slipping into my mouth, making me feel so incredible. I knew that he thought that he shouldn't, maybe that made it even hotter. Thick pubic hair, I took his cock until my nose was buried in it. I felt him fill my throat, I loved it, instantly. It was so easy and natural. With a shaky voice, he asked if he could suck me, too. We took turns on each other until we both came in explosive, wonderful orgasms. Sitting in class in the weeks to come, knowing I would soon have his dick in my mouth, his balls on my tongue, his cum down my throat. I could not help but secretly squeeze myself through my jeans. I would spend more time with him, even visting his apartment, but it was never enough.

I was never openly, "Out," or "Gay" acting. It was all a secret, kind of still is, I guess. I just loved it so much and nothing has changed. Sometimes, I feel so desperate for it. It would be so much easier just to come out with it. I remember years ago telling an older man that I swallowed. He just about fell out of his chair. I just loved and love the feeling of sperm on my face and neck. The texture, thescent and taste! Rubbing hard cock through it, before getting to have it coat my tongue. That indescribable thrill and pleasure of it all. Being a masculine man and wanting cock. That first time telling a man that I wanted cock. An admission, that seemed difficult, but was so thrilling to say out loud.

So many stories... starting to drive now, opening up new opportunities. Expanding my sexual world, being nude with a man for the first time. Along that same line was having a man introduce me to Gay porn. I had never imagined being so turned on by men's bodies, by their asses. How sexual and sensual they could look. Standing in front of me nude, he asked for a massage. I had never given one before, but was excited to see where it might lead. He had undressed before me, letting me see him. Heightening my lusts at the sight of his gorgeous, hanging dick, and he knew it. Hypnotic in it's swinging and swaying as he moved. I could feel my kees become weak, so ready to fall on them and bring my mouth to it. I could feel my cock twitch with aroused excitement.

He didn't even bother to wrap a towel around himself. Maybe he knew, how good he looked. Maybe he could see it on my face. I had little idea of what to do, except to run my hands over him. Up his toned calves, over the backs of his thighs. How could a guy's ass look so inviting? I had no idea the lust that it could make me feel. My own hard cock dripped when I ran my hands over his muscular ass cheeks. Gently spreading them, his opening looked so sexy. I could imagine, for the first time, kissing and licking it. "Mmm," sounds as I rubbed his shoulders. "Let me see that cock," his words, so full of passion and his own desire. I took my erection out as he watched, another, "Mmm" sound as he reached up and stroked me. My eyes rolled back. He moved himself forward and licked the precum off of my tip, then rolled onto his back. There was only one thing I wanted now. I took his semi erect, big dick straight into my mouth amd almost gagged as he got so hard, so fast. Pushing myself, positioning myself, his cock slipped into my throat. I felt his hand on the back of my head, "Yea, suck that cock!" His words a new and exciting thrill. Having a man say those things, what a turn on for me. I found that the more he talked the hornier I got. "Suck those balls" and "Eat that cum," with each directive I became more and more his sissy slut, and loved it.

Near where I lived, there is a sleeply, coastal beach town that is widely known for being very friendly to the Gay community. Well, actually there are two, strangely miles apart from each other. I was so nervous to go, afraid that someone I knew would see me. Like the time that I went to the, not so secret, Gay nude beach, I parked several lots away. I was so afraid that someone might recognize my car. Wearing a hat and sunglasses, I went down the cliff about a half mile from the nude part, careful to scan for anyone that might know me. I could feel that excitement build within me as I got closer and closer. Just past the old, "No Trespassing sign," I began to see people in the distance on the sand. Close to the water and closest to me was a man all alone, sitting under his umbrella. I was close enough to see how tan he was and his dark hair. I could tell he was looking over at me, too. Still a little nervous, I guess, a little unsure. I stopped. The man got out of his chair, I could see that he was completely nude! Even at some distance, I could also see that he was hung! He faced the water, he turned to face me. Oh my, my lusts can be so powerful. Wasn't I there hoping for something like this? I continued towards him, but gave enough space up the beach if he wasn't interested. He continued to look at me, even turning to give me a better look at his impressive, tan manhood. I could not help myself, I just had to try! I went straight over to him. I don't even remember what was said, or not said. It was a bit of that lust and sex induced blur. Before I knew it, I had stripped down and layed down beside him. Hispanic, tanned, a friendly smile. A smile that said he knew and shared my passions. Fuck, his cock looked so incredible. I really could not stop looking at it with both desire and admiration.

First, we just stroked each other. His cock felt so amazing in my hand! Feeling it grow, feeling it get hard for me. It didn't matter who might see, now. I had to have it in my mouth. Moans of pleasure were coming easier to me. Letting down walls of my love for it. I made love to his cock on that beach. Stroking, it, licking and kissing it. Having it fill my mouth and sucking it. I was so overwhelmed with cock lust. I moved between his legs and sucked on his balls as he continued to stroke his massive cock. I knew I wanted to taste his cum. When he lifted his leg and exposed his asshole, I knew that I would do anything to help get him over the edge. I pushed my face into him. A hypnotic mix of musk, salt, sea and suntan lotion filled my senses. I don't know what I was expecting, but he tasted amazing! licking his hole, moaning for him, loving it, I pushed my tongue into him. Moaning, heavy breathing, I fucked his ass with my tongue until he too moaned out. I quickly moved into postion for my prize. I hovered my mouth above his engorged cock's head and saw beautiful, white, thick cum begin to flow. His head turning side to side, I dove my eager, cum hungry mouth back onto him and greedily swallowed as he continued stroking out more of his addictive sperm. I felt drunk. For several minutes after, I just layed there and kissed and licked his cock and balls in complete awe.

Back to that Gay beach town. It was not difficult to get noticed. A young, tan, good looking and fit teen, I felt like eye candy for all those Gay men. I was young, but I think that was part of the appeal. I never cared about their looks, however. Age, weight, race simply did not matter much to me. We exchanged some glances and the next thing I knew I was getting in his car, on ourway to his place. A nice condo, not far from the sand. Althoug he was much, much older than me, we fit together perfectly. This encounter would be much different, but no less amazing. He could not wait to suck me. That insatiable cock lust that I myself knew all too well. I just sat back and enjoyed his efforts, before taking my turn and losing myself in his girthy, soft dick. I loved it on my lips, filling my mouth. Such a kinky thrill, I so wanted to get him off.

He was just so sweet. He wanted my cock inside him, he wanted me to fuck him. I wanted to give him something to remember. I pounded his ass! From behind, my hands, my fingers gripping into his sides. I fucked him as hard as I could until I was breathless and sweaty. That slapping sound. Slapping against his ass, my balls slapping against him. I came so hard, so deep inside him. He rolled over, spent. His big, still soft dick glistened with his precum. I kissed it and licked it, savoring the taste. His cock's huge head filled my mouth as I sucked it and he stroked his shaft. Moving back and forth from his balls, to his head, I sucked them, trying to help coax out his cum. He just couldn't quite get there. I thought to myself, "What does a cock slut love? What would get me off?" I moved above him and fed him my cock. He came in little more than seconds and I spun around to lick it up. Tasting cum always gave me this kind of light headed, tingle.

College was a crazy time. I really did not comsider myself gay, but my love of cock was undenaible. I found myself in the company of guys that had a sort of gay sex club. They would meet in various dorm rooms or a near by cheap hotel room for openly gay sex free-for-alls. My first orgy. The lights were dimmed, a red scarf was placed over a lamp. Fit nude bodies moved and exchaged favors of every type. Going from a couple to a threesome and back and forth. Filling my hands with the sexy ass of one, while sucking another. I seemed made for this!

All the muffled moans, trying to keep the noise down. Just the wonder sounds of pleasure, of sucking dick and bodies moving against each other. I was bent over a small bed, my mouth filled with some guy's anonymous cock, when I felt hands on me, spreading me. My eyes went wide, then I felt a warm, wet tongue caressing and licking me. It felt incredible, it made me want to feel more. I think maybe for the first time I truly wanted to be fucked. Maybe it was the thrill of so many horny young men, maybe I was cock drunk. When I felt the tip of some anonymous guy's cock rubbing my asshole, I tried to relax and accept it just as the cock I was sucking exploded. Tasting cum, sucking leaking cock, I pushed back just as he pushed forward. I let out a cock muffled moan as hard dick split me and filled me. Was this a dream, a fantasy? I lost myself in feeling hard cock inside me and feeling his tight grip on my hips. Another guy got on the bed and slapped his erection against my cheek. I eagerly strained to get it in my mouth. I thought that I could cum at any time! Some anonymous guy fucking my ass, some anonymous guy fucking my mouth. I had never been so turned on! Hard cock deep in me made me so incredibly hard, seemingly hitting some sort of pleasure points. I could feel him hold still and his cock pulse as he released and filled my ass with warm cum. The guy in front of me pulled back and unleashed rope after rope of powerful cumshots. Hitting hard and thick on my face and in my mouth. They left me a quivering mass, spent and used. I found out later that they like to give a first timer some extra attention. Extra attention, in deed!

Just think, I am in my fifties and have only got to my college years...