Toward the end, Barbara use to pester me a lot, trying to get me to do it. She was always saying how it would be no big deal and how hot it would be for her to see me on my knees, blowing a guy, and then swallowing his cum. She always teased me saying that I'm probably a natural and all of that. And now that she’s dumped me, she said that my sucking a dick was the only way for us to get back together.
Well there was no way I ever wanted to suck a cock, but I pondered it for a long time. Long story short, in a moment of desperation, I gave in and did it. Barbara set it up with a ‘gay’ guy that she knew so that she could watch the whole thing.
I met her at her house. Barbara immediately made me strip so I’d be ready when her friend got there. When she opened the door to let him in, I caught my breath when his broad shoulders filled the opening. Damn. I though, no man had a right to be so overwhelmingly sexy. Not that he was traditionally handsome. His appeal came from a rugged strength that I’d never encountered in a man before. He was about twenty eight years old, six foot three, two hundred and twenty eight lbs., and broad shoulders that tapered into narrower hips and a firm ass that had me itching to touch. Chestnut hair set off golden brown eyes and a square, stubborn jaw. He was attractive enough, but what drew me the most was the command and control that he seemed to have over himself and everything around him.
I sank to my knees as I stared at the stranger’s crotch. I could see the bulge in his pants even before he freed his cock from them. I’ll always remember seeing his huge, soft dick for the first time. It was so big, even soft it was much larger than mine. It was uncut and about 9-inches long.
I had never done this before and I was suddenly scared to death. I reached out and with a shaking hand grasped the cock in front of me. I marveled at the warmth that was radiating off this stud’s dick. As I stroked it back and forth the stranger groaned. Finally getting up my nerve, I leaned forward and stuck out my tongue.
Nervously I closed my eyes as I prepared to taste my first cock. The musky smell of the big stranger’s balls drew me in. I kissed the head of his cock and ran my tongue around the head. I stopped and looked at it for a minute. I had just licked my first cock and even though I’d never admit it to Barbara, I liked it. I licked again at the head and sucked as much of its length into my mouth as I could. I sucked up and down fast, coating the cock with my saliva. I pumped my fist up and down on his powerful shaft as I sucked at the head. Then I took its length into my mouth, I felt the cock grow and knew his orgasm was approaching.
As I eagerly worked my mouth up and down his shaft, I reveled in the power that I had to make this cock explode. I wanted it, and I craved it. In his excitement, the stranger grabbed the back of my head and almost violently shoved his cock down my throat. My nose was pressed into his kinky pubic hair and his balls were flopping against my chin. I literally saw his balls draw up into his crotch. Then I felt the first jet of thick, hot cum hit my tongue. I immediately liked the salty flavor. It was followed by pulsation after pulsation, filling my mouth so full of thick, hot cum that I gagged trying to swallow it all.
He followed with several smaller twitches that had cum oozing and dripping over his cock and into my hands. As I stroked his now sticky and withering shaft, I licked up around the edges of his cock head, cleaning up the last remaining blobs of cum before he put his cock back in his pants and moved away from me.
As I knelt gasping for breath, I suddenly had a whole new respect for women after being suckered into giving a blowjob. It was actually no small thing, and was hard to do. It took time and effort to get that asshole off. My knees, neck, and mouth were sore and tired, and I gagged several times from the dude's cock and then his cum. And the worst was the aftertaste. I swallowed it as quickly as I could, but his cum was sticky.
Of all the lies my ex-girlfriend, Barbara told me, saying sucking a cock would be ‘no big deal’ was the biggest. It surely was a big deal. And now I know exactly why, first hand. The manipulative evil bitch! On a positive note, she hasn't contacted me in half a day, and I realized that at least there were no pictures taken of my disgrace. I sure as hell wouldn't need that.
Then came the worst part. When I was done, she just laughed at me, calling me a pathetic sissy cocksucker. Turns out that the ‘gay’ friend wasn’t gay at all. He was the new guy that she was fucking. She said there was no way that she was taking me back now, after I sucked cock for her. And, she said that she was right, I was a natural.
Barbara just laughed and laughed and laughed, as she tossed me my clothes and told me to leave. As I was dressing I was thinking, just how straight this guy could be if he let me suck his cock. I think the difference was that he was okay with his cock being sucked by a guy, but he wasn’t going to suck one. So I guess that means that he's bi at least. That's a little different from not wanting to blow a guy, but doing it anyway. Plus giving a blowjob is much more submissive than receiving one. And he was bigger than me physically and kind of tough looking. He was probably just humoring her and going along with her plan. In fact, afterward, when she was laughing at me, explaining things, I got pissed and called her a bitch among other things.