George and I e-mailed back and forth for a while. He sent me some e-mails of his cock, one covered in his cum. this went on for a couple of weeks. He was as inexperienced as I was so we were both understandably nervous.
One night George mentioned his wife was out of town for the night and that he wasn't doing anything. I figured this was my opening so I asked him if he wanted to drive my way and finally do what we had been talking about, which was have me give him a blow job?
I wasn't alone, so we couldn’t meet here. But he knew the area where I lived so I walked down the street from my house and he picked me up in his pickup truck on the corner. He was nice, in his forties and had a beard.
We drove around a little until we found a good spot. The first couple we saw weren't good, but we found a closed business less than a mile from my place with a very discreet parking lot.
George pulled in and asked, “Does this looked good to you?”
I was almost too nervous to answer at this point but it looked like as good of a spot as we were likely to find so I said, “Yeah.”
He asked, “Are you ready?” and I just nodded my head. I was half terrified but very excited too. I remember being so nervous that my mouth was so dry that I was afraid I couldn't function.
George was wearing a light blue t-shirt, dark blue nylon running shorts and tennis shoes. Even thought I should have known what was coming I was still shocked when George started to disrobe. It both surprised and excited me.
First, he stripped kicked off his tennis shoes and then he pulled his t-shirt up and over his head.
I watched his strip tease act intently. I’d never seen a naked man up close before.
Then George grabbed the waistband of his running shorts, lifted his bottom off the seat and slid them down his legs. Before my awe-struck eyes, he sat there completely nude.
By the dim light of the moon, I could see a curly trail that got thicker around the navel and spread out into a thick black bush. George’s soft cock, short and thick with a big head and lots of foreskin hung down out of his thick curly bush.
Even though he wasn't hard, George told me not to worry because he would grow in my mouth. Then raising his tilt steering wheel to the top position, he smiled and pointed down.
Almost too excited to breath, I reached over, nervously took hold of his cock between my thumb and forefinger. It was the first time that I'd ever touched another man’s cock. Even soft it felt firm and warm.
Turning sideways I knelt on the passenger seat and lowered my face towards his lap. With a hand on the back of my head George gently urging me on, I opened my mouth and slipped the reddish/purple head of his shaft between my lips.
Clamping my lips around his shaft I paused and savored the feel and the salty taste of his cock. My lips wrapped around the shaft I started sucking. When I heard George moan I moved my mouth up and down a little.
I couldn’t believe it my mouth was full of another man’s cock.
His cock was soft when I took it in my mouth and just using the pressure of my lips slowly sucked it in and out. George was right, he got hard really fast. Once I'd sucked him hard the head ballooned up and I got what for me seemed like quite a shock. The head was incredibly soft and velvety, like nothing I'd ever felt before despite having felt my own so many times. It was surprising, but a good surprise.
I started alternately licking and kissing the head, swirling my tongue around, searching out the sensitive spots while I jacked him off. I slowly moved my mouth up and down, sucking him deeper and deeper, trying to see how far I could take him in my mouth. When I'd finally slide him in as deep as I could my nose and mouth and lips were pressed tight into his thick clump of coarse pubic hair. My senses were filled with the heady aroma of soap mixed with a slight hint of sweat which only added to the excitement.
"Mm-hmm," I moaned as George arched his back up to meet my mouth. Gasping again, I plunged back down, bobbing rapidly and moaning eagerly all the while, sucking his cock with renewed vigor.
I have to tell you there was nothing about sucking his cock that I didn't love. The iron hardness of the shaft in my hand contrasting with the soft spongy head, starting to pump back a little and search out the back of my mouth as he got excited, the taste of the pre-cum that was really starting to leak into my mouth, even the scene, in the dark, in his pickup truck, just the two of us.
I was in heaven and just when I thought it couldn't get any better George threw me an unbelievable curve. He’d been nothing but friendly and polite in all of our online conversations and after we met…but out of nowhere, without so much as a by your leave, he suddenly grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth really hard.