I wanted to talk with Zach, have a good long talk, to better understand the greater context of what had just happened - but I wanted to keep that beautiful cockhead in my mouth even more. He seemed so at ease, so relaxed, so at peace with the moment, lying back in the suds. But my cock was throbbing and much as I didn't want to let go, I lifted my head from his cock for a moment and moved toward that satisfied face.
"Let me give you a taste. My God, Zach, your load was incredible," I said. Then without permission, I moved toward his face and pressed my lips to his. Zach's eyes were open and so was his mouth, seemingly hungrily so. So I kissed this man, an open mouth sharing kiss, and he kissed me back.
I had kissed a man - and I liked it. Not exactly a Katie Perry song, but a surprising and sweet taboo. It was different, a very different first for me. His face and mouth felt like that of a man, strong and square with just the feel of light stubble. I have a shortly cropped beard, so likely he felt that more than I felt his stubble but the kiss said - man. What a feeling.
I pulled back from the kiss, assessing my growing sense of control. I held his face with both hands and studied him. "You look just gorgeous Zach. I'm going to kiss that cunt mouth of yours again and stick my tongue down your throat - cunt." I was now the one growling and that felt great.
As I moved toward him, he said, "Anything you want, Daddy," and he opened his mouth to meet mine. I felt like I was back in my traditional dominant role with women, but I was taking possession of a man whose cock I had just sucked dry. His words of submission were suddenly and perfectly clear.
I was loving his face, but with so many things racing through my head, I wanted that cock back in my mouth, and there it was semi-erect just waiting for me, poking through the suds. I grabbed hold of the shaft and in my delirium, I took a very long moment to just study the head of what I now felt was mine. A wonderous wave swept over me.
What a cock. Beautifully circumcised, it looked like a perfect mushroom with corona widely flanged and dramatically defined. His mountain-like glans seemed to offer up a wide-open almost gaping meatus. Surrounded on both sides by absolutely labia-like mounds, it stared at me like a pouting pussy.
So I stuck my tongue into that cunt. Zach moaned. My God, I wondered how deep I could get in and I began to tongue fuck his cock. This wasn't cock sucking, I was fucking that cock pussy deep and hard. Zach went hard instantly.
Time almost stopped. Everything went to slow motion. A historical cinema of my sexual life to that moment flooded my brain - even as I was deep into cock pussy. I heard the water in the tub splash. I saw Zach's mouth wide open, head back growling in a slow moan. Almost speaking in tongues. He too was in another place. In this profound and frozen moment, my mind raced vividly through pivotal details of my life.
My earliest memory was enjoying cock with one neighbor buddy. Mostly loved jacking him off and watching him shoot. He never so much as touched my cock. It wasn't on the agenda for either of us. He had a great cock, larger than mine, and he shot like a geyser. It was a special friendship never talked about since. Then girls came along and things changed. I had a great time, a seemingly straight dominant. I loved it, and have for a lifetime.
Years ago my now ex-wife and I had a ménage a trois, a threesome. She was the bait and we found a young stud to join us. We had him tested, the concern at the time being AIDS. A sweet young fellow. She shaved him smooth. We were both always shaved. I have always loved shaved genitalia. She was enjoying prepping this new younger boy cock, the original intent being this was two cocks for her. She wanted her first DP.
She was dressed in a schoolgirl outfit she made herself. She was an artist, and a great seamstress. Instant hard-on stuff both by how beautiful she was in it and by the clear implication that she was ready to submit fully - in the role. The roleplaying had already begun.
The young man and I played with her together, drank a little, smoked a joint together, talked good, clean dirty talk, and fucked her all the while. We used her, and she desperately wanted to be used. In one specific moment while he was pounding her from behind to my very verbal direction, on an out-stroke I grabbed his dripping cock and sucked her juices off him - then stuck it back in her wide open pussy. Both noticed that move but said nothing. Back to straight fucking. Then I did it again, and he shot a load in my mouth. I sucked him dry. Highly memorable. That moment came and then went away.
