Suck As If Your Life Depended On It


I hadn't heard from my college buddy Gary in over 7 
years, so it was a real surprise when he called me out 
of the blue, and asked if I would meet him at the beach 
that evening. Gary was a handsome blond guy with a 
substantial cock, with heavy low hanging balls. I would 
think of him often in my college days when I beat off.  

We had never had sex, and I never saw him nude, but had 
seen the outline of his meat, and just knew it was 
thick, and uncut. Real man meat. I agreed to meet him 
in the parking lot. He was short with me on the phone, 
and as I was driving over to meet him, I had 
misgivings. But, I decided to take the chance, and am I 
glad I did! 

I had described my car so when I arrived Gary got out of 
his car and came over. We shook hands. He didn't 
release my hand but instead placed it on his already 
hard crotch. I was taken aback, but something inside me 
said to keep cool, this could be what I've always 
wanted. 

As Gary walked around the car he must have unbuttoned 
his jeans because, when he got into the car, he hauled 
out the biggest cock I had ever seen. Never in my 
wildest dreams did I realize just how big his tool 
really was.  

Gary asked if I'd like a taste of his uncut rod before 
we went to my place. Man, was I ready for that! The 
aroma of his magnificent tool was as stimulating as its 
great size and tough hardness. I love uncut prick, so I 
pushed my hot wet tongue under the foreskin and nearly 
lost my mind with the excitement that his taste caused. 

He pulled me up by the hair, and said, "The rest waits 
till we get to your place." 

On the way back to my house, he kept my right hand in 
his big crotch and said he hoped I was a good 
cocksucker. He was hot as a firecracker and said he 
needed a guy who could suck him dry. He'd always 
thought I was Gay, and knew I could fill his need. He 
said that he'd been thinking about me a lot over the 
past few months. He didn't touch me but did keep up the 
talk about needing a good cocksucker. 

When we got to my house, Gary wanted to take a shower. I 
was a little disappointed because I loved the sweaty 
cheesy aroma of his crotch, but he insisted. 

While he showered, I made him some sandwiches and 
opened a can of beer. He sat at the kitchen table, 
naked and with a hard-on. As he was eating, I got busy 
with my professional mouth and tongue. His body was 
magnificent - blond hair on his well-developed chest, 
flat belly with hair down the middle right into lots of 
reddish-blond pubic hair surrounding his stud meat and 
unbelievably big balls. 

When he said he was ready, I was out of my clothes in a 
flash and we were on the bed. He knew how to get me hot 
- or maybe its just always his way. He growled out 
commands: "Eat my stud dick, boy." "Choke on that 
stallion meat." "Wash those hairy nuts with your hot 
tongue." "Open my asshole with your tongue and ram your 
finger up it." "Chew on my tits, cocksucker." "Tell me 
what a lucky cocksucker you are to have such a good 
stud." 

I responded to everything he ordered; sucked his tits, 
loved his belly, ate his meat, licked his big balls and 
sweet asshole. After about thirty minutes, I knew he 
was about ready to shoot me his wad. He told me he had 
a big load to wash out my throat with. Gary took his 
hands, placed them behind my head, and started humping 
me vigorously. Then he screamed, moaned, and groaned 
and shot a load of hot cum all over my face, wiping his 
fat tool over my lips, smearing the hot cum through my 
moustache. 

I was really surprised afterwards when Gary started 
kissing and cuddling. He was all over me with real 
affection. This was really surprising after all that 
"macho" raving about cocksucking. I felt between his 
legs for that ramrod and found only a big, flaccid 
hose. It was only a few moments until Gary was sound 
asleep in my arms. 

He told me he'd have to leave at 5 AM, so I was not 
surprised when Gary woke me at four. He said he'd like 
to have a little time before he left, that he'd like me 
to fuck him. He said his asshole cunt needed to be 
filled with the hot cock he'd been dreaming about.  

My cock leaped to attention, ready to fuck some sweaty, 
virgin manhole. He raised his legs, and I shoved my 
hard pre-cum soaked cock up his asshole with one lunge. 
His hot enormous meat was between our bellies as I 
fucked him. As Gary did when I had sucked him, he begged 
to be fucked harder, really turning me on and needless 
to say I shot him a creamy load of cum within a short 
time all over his ass cheeks. I just couldn't hold 
back. 

I noticed that his rod was jumping up and down and Gary 
asked if I were cocksucker enough to eat him again 
quickly. It was almost five A.M., so when I started in 
licking his big heavy nuts, Gary said, "I just want my 
cock sucked and then I've got to go." 

I buried Gary's hard rod in my throat and I could feel 
the cream starting to rise from his hairy balls. He 
continued his talk: "Eat my meat." Choke on that hot 
rod, you cocksucker." "Suck it like your life depends 
on that hot load you're going to get." And then he shot 
it: a big, hot, delicious load of sweet cum all over my 
face. God, it felt good. 

We dressed. Gary said he would have no coffee, said he 
had to go. We got into my car and started toward the 
beach parking lot. He took my right hand, kissed it, 
and put down his open fly. It stayed there until we got 
back to the parking lot. He said he'd be back again. I 
can hardly wait!