By: Dermotmalone1
I first saw him in the supermarket of all places. He was standing at the Deli counter and his back was to me. I couldn't help but notice how well he filled out the jeans he was wearing. He had a nice firm round ass. He stood around 5'10 and was nice and lean without being skinny. His hair was cut short, not buzzed, but very short.
I didn't want to seem obvious or look like a pervert so I just walked around and got a glimpse of his face. He was cute, and although I wouldn't call him drop-dead gorgeous he had an air of sexuality about him. Trying not to be obvious, I tried to check out his package but his coat was covering most of it. I knew he saw me looking at him but he didn't give me any signals whether he was interested or not. So I just got my deli order and continued my shopping.
Standing in the frozen food aisle, I saw him coming towards me. This time his coat was undone which gave me a good view of his package. All I can say is that he filled out his jeans nicely. He stopped a few feet from where I was standing and proceeded to pick out some frozen items. This time our eyes met, however, he didn't respond in a way that led me to believe he was interested.
After paying for my groceries I proceeded to the exit. As I was approaching the doors we came face to face again. By now my cock was getting hard, and I motioned for him to go in front of me and stared at his ass as he walked out to the parking lot.
I got to my car and loaded my groceries into the trunk. Then, just as I was opening the door to get in my car, another car pulled up beside mine and a voice called out, "Get everything you wanted?"
I turned and saw the guy I had been cruising sitting in the car. My mouth went dry but I managed to respond, "Not everything."
Rubbing his cock through his jeans he then said, "Is this what you were looking for?"
I was really taken aback by this but looked directly at his crotch and nodded.
"You want to get in and go somewhere," he asked.
"Well, I really don't know of any secluded places, and I don't have a place either," I responded.
"I really need this taken care of. You want to come to my place?"
"Sure," I responded. "Where is it?"
"Not far from here, just a few blocks," he said.
"Ok," I said, "How about I follow you?"
After a nod from him, I then got into my car and couldn't believe what was happening. I had to pinch myself to be sure I wasn't dreaming.
I followed him to his place and when we got into his apartment he turned and said, "Listen, I just want you to know that I'm not gay, just very horny and haven't busted a nut in more than a week. I just really need a blowjob pretty bad, but that is all I want and all I'm looking to do, ok?"
"No problem," I said. "Just blowing you is fine with me. I'm not looking for anything in return."
We moved over to the couch and he asked if I minded if he put in a porno and watched it while I was sucking him. I didn't mind, so he put in a straight video, then undid his pants and let them drop to the floor. I immediately got on my knees and started to play with his cock.
I took his flaccid dick into my hands and started to rub it and also put my hand on his balls and started to rub them. It only took mere seconds for his cock to respond and grow to what I estimated to be seven inches. His eyes were fixed on the TV where some chick was sucking off this black guy while getting fucked in her ass by another guy.
I then got a little closer and, opening my mouth, took in his cock. Sucking slowly at first, I went up and down on it, letting my tongue encircle his cockhead, tasting his sweet pre-cum, and then I gradually went faster and faster. He was getting into it now and started to move and then he grabbed my head and pushed me down on his cock.
Holding my head, he started to fuck my throat with rather hard thrusts. Good thing I was an excellent cocksucker and could take it because he didn't seem to care whether I could or not.
Soon I felt his cock grow even harder and I could tell he was getting ready to cum. Not letting go of my head he started to fuck my face faster and then, letting out a loud "I'm cumming," he shot his load in my mouth. He wasn't kidding about not busting his nut in a week because my mouth was filled to capacity with his sweet creamy load. I had to swallow twice before he let his cock slip out of my mouth.
"Damn, that was good," he said. "I really needed to bust."
Getting up off my knees I said, "Glad you enjoyed it," as he was pulling up his jeans.
Knowing it was over, I said to him, "Don't get too horned up buddy. I know you are straight, but if you were cool with letting me do what I just did for you, there really is no need to go without. Just give me a call and I'll stop by and help you out anytime you need it." I left him my cell number and told him to either call or text me.
A few days went by and I got a text that just said, "Hungry?"
I knew in an instant that it was from him - who else could it have been - and responded with, "Yes, when?"
He texted back, "You come now so I can cum soon!"
I quickly got myself together and proceeded to his apartment. I knocked on his door and he quickly opened it. This time he just had on a pair of running shorts and, seeing his cock poking through, I could tell he didn't have any underwear on.
We went over to the couch and on the TV was a porno, just like last time. He then pulled down his shorts, sat on the couch, and watched the video, his semi-erect cock lying across his leg joint. I immediately positioned myself in front of him and took his cock and started to jerk him.
I played with his cock for a few minutes until he was good and hard, and then I lowered my head and started to suck him. This time I was in control, sucking him deep, taking all of his seven inches into my mouth. Each time I would deep throat him, he would moan and I could tell he really liked having it taken deep.
Then, letting his cock slip from my lips, I went to work on his balls. They were shaved and he had a set of low hangers. Again just from his verbal responses, I could tell he was enjoying every bit of it.
Returning to his cock, I started to suck him harder and faster. Then without much warning, he came fairly quickly and started to shoot his load directly in my mouth.
After he came he didn't move, he just continued to sit there. His eyes were fixed on the TV, where now some blond chick was on her back getting fucked while another guy had his cock in her mouth.
I didn't move either, and after a few minutes, I took his cock into my hand and started to stroke him. Slow, long strokes. He then started to respond and his cock started to grow again. I started to suck him, up and down, deep throating him again.
I then remembered I had some poppers with me so I reached in my pocket and pulled out the little brown bottle. I stopped sucking his cock for a minute and, opening the bottle of poppers, I took a hit. I offered some to him but he declined at first.
I began to suck him again, going crazy on his cock from the effect of the poppers. I then noticed that he picked up the bottle of poppers and took a hit. He then offered me another hit, which I took. Now my mind was rushing and feeling awesome.
Placing my hands under his legs, I pushed them up and started to lick his balls and the area where his balls met his ass. A few seconds later I told him to slide down just a bit. He did, and after some resistance, and another hit of poppers, he allowed me to push his legs up, exposing his man-hole.
Putting my face between his raised legs, I buried my face into his ass and my tongue was soon licking his hole. From his moans and verbal noises I knew he was enjoying it, a lot. I alternated between eating him and sucking his cock until he was ready to cum again.
When I could tell he was getting close, I wanted to experience him cumming, watching his face, and seeing his load shoot out of his cock and onto my face, so I asked him to stand up and cum on my face. He stood in front of me and started to stroke his cock, stroking until he came, shooting his load all over my face like I wanted.
Once he had finished cumming and taken a few seconds to get his breath, he told me that he would get me a towel. I told him that I would much rather wipe it up with my hand and lick the cum off my fingers, if that was ok with him, and wouldn't gross him out or anything. He told me to "knock myself out" and proceeded to put his shorts back on and then sat on the couch while I cleaned my face and ate his load.
Once all of his cum was devoured, and I had gotten up off of my knees, he said, "Thanks for the 'service call.' I'll text you again when I need another." He then motioned towards the door and, not in so many words, told me to get out.
Since then, he has held true to his word and has texted me regularly for 'service calls.' I'm sure it won't continue forever, but for right now, I'm just happy to be of 'service' to a single, open-minded, always horny straight guy that grew tired of dating his hand.
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