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I'm not gay.
Now, if you had seen me last night about this time, you might doubt this. I was on my knees with a rather large, and very hard, cock deep in my mouth. I was sucking on it and sliding it in and out of my mouth, with one hand wrapped around the base and the other cupping the hairy ball sack.
"Okay," I can imagine you saying. "I can believe that you're not gay if you were being forced somehow. Maybe the guy was holding a gun to your head or something. Or maybe he was blackmailing you, or you'd lost a bet or something."
But that's not it. I was sucking this cock not only willingly, but eagerly. Indeed, I'd spent some considerable effort to get that cock between my lips and I enjoyed every second that I got to suck on it. And, my enjoyment built to a crescendo as the guy built to an orgasm. What I enjoyed most-what caused in me a sort of mental orgasm-was when I felt that hard cock explode in my mouth, covering my tongue with its salty, slimy treat.
"Okay. That's it," you say. "You're gay!"
But that just shows how little you know. If I were gay, I'd be attracted to men. But I'm not. Not in the least. I suppose I'd want to go out with men, to embrace them. I don't. If I were gay, I'd want to kiss men. The very thought turns my stomach. What I'm attracted to-what I crave-is cocks. I love them: long or short, fat or skinny, veined or smooth, hard or soft, black, brown, red, white or yellow.
Okay, I know what you want to say: "Cocks are attached to men." Very perceptive of you! I know that of course. So, I'll do what I have to with the men, to get what I really want. I've gone out on dates with men; I've embraced men; and I've even kissed them. I didn't find any of these things in the least pleasant in itself. Oh, I'll admit that my heart sometimes pounded with excitement. But it was only the excitement of the thought that I was getting close to getting what I really wanted.
And, yes, I'll admit that I've had more than a few cocks up my ass. But that, too, was just to get what I wanted. I don't mean that it hurt that much or that I actually hated it. Sometimes it kind of felt good. But I only did that if the guy pressured me and it looked as if I wasn't going to keep getting what I wanted if I didn't put out the way he wanted me to.
That hardly ever happens anymore because I seldom hang around for second or third dates with a guy. If I can get all the cock I want with anonymous, one-night-stands, I can avoid not only having to get to know the guy who's attached to the cock, I can usually avoid getting fucked in the ass. But, again, it's not that I mind getting fucked in the ass so much. I'd rather just suck. If I'm on a one-night-stand, then if I'm going to get all the cum I can from the cock, doing the anal thing, too, means that I usually wind up sucking on a cock that tastes of latex, or worse. I'm too much of a connoisseur to enjoy that.
And I am sort of a connoisseur of cock. Some people think it's all about size and they mean by that: "the bigger, the better." But they couldn't be more wrong. Oh, it's true alright that a huge cock is a huge turn on. Believe me, I've had some enormous ones, and I know. I've had some so fat I could barely stretch my lips around them. I've had some so long that even with both hands wrapped around the shaft like I was holding a baseball bat I still couldn't fit the rest in my mouth. Fat cocks, long cocks...they're fantastic. But only a rank amateur or someone completely devoid of taste in cocks would think that size means quality.
In fact, I've never sucked a dick that I didn't find something to like about. I've had straight ones and curved ones, fat ones and skinny ones, veined ones and smooth ones. I've sucked off cut cocks and uncut ones, black ones, yellow ones, brown ones and white ones. I've sucked off young cocks that were as hard as iron and primed to explode at the least provocation. And I've sucked off old guys who never really got hard. (It's actually quite a turn on for me to be able to milk a cock of its cum even when the guy can't get hard.) It doesn't matter. They're all good. Actually, they're all great.
I said that I'd worked hard for the cock I was getting last night. Really it's more conniving and scheming than real work. But it takes time and some sensitivity. Like I said, I like one-night-stands best. That means I'm always looking for new cock. Maybe you think that most guys are so horny that a guy like me (are there other guys like me?) should have no trouble finding a willing partner-as long as I'm not looking for reciprocation.
Well, if that's what you're thinking, you're wrong. I'm never looking for reciprocation. Sure, sometimes a guy has wanted to return the favor and sometimes I've let it happen. But usually that's just because I think it will lead to me getting another load of his cum. If I'm certain he's shot his last wad for the night, I'd really rather just go home and beat off while I recall the feel and taste of his cock in my mouth. I can really do that. I mean, I can recall the feel and taste so Taksim Escort (https://www.taksimkadin.com/) vividly that it's as if he's still in my mouth while I'm stroking my cock. It's very exciting.
Anyway, even though I'm not looking for reciprocation, I have to go to some lengths to get guys. You can't just hang a sign around your neck saying, "I love to suck cocks." For some reason that I don't understand, that turns a lot of guys off, and it can get you beaten up. And lots of guys who wouldn't be up for it if they knew from the outset that's what you were after, can be brought round to it if they're handled right.
The trick is to find the right door. That means just talking with them like a regular guy-not setting off anyone's "gaydar". I'm not gay, of course, but there a lot of guys who get confused about these things. So, I talk with them about the things people talk about when they just meet at a bar or diner. I never come on to them until I find the door.
Here's how it went last night. I went to a bar that was way on the other side of town. I'd never been to it before but I knew enough to know that it wasn't a gay bar or singles bar. I hate going to gay bars. It's not that I have anything against sucking a gay guy's cock. But most gay guys want to do things like kiss or hug. Or they're into B
Now, if you had seen me last night about this time, you might doubt this. I was on my knees with a rather large, and very hard, cock deep in my mouth. I was sucking on it and sliding it in and out of my mouth, with one hand wrapped around the base and the other cupping the hairy ball sack.
"Okay," I can imagine you saying. "I can believe that you're not gay if you were being forced somehow. Maybe the guy was holding a gun to your head or something. Or maybe he was blackmailing you, or you'd lost a bet or something."
But that's not it. I was sucking this cock not only willingly, but eagerly. Indeed, I'd spent some considerable effort to get that cock between my lips and I enjoyed every second that I got to suck on it. And, my enjoyment built to a crescendo as the guy built to an orgasm. What I enjoyed most-what caused in me a sort of mental orgasm-was when I felt that hard cock explode in my mouth, covering my tongue with its salty, slimy treat.
"Okay. That's it," you say. "You're gay!"
But that just shows how little you know. If I were gay, I'd be attracted to men. But I'm not. Not in the least. I suppose I'd want to go out with men, to embrace them. I don't. If I were gay, I'd want to kiss men. The very thought turns my stomach. What I'm attracted to-what I crave-is cocks. I love them: long or short, fat or skinny, veined or smooth, hard or soft, black, brown, red, white or yellow.
Okay, I know what you want to say: "Cocks are attached to men." Very perceptive of you! I know that of course. So, I'll do what I have to with the men, to get what I really want. I've gone out on dates with men; I've embraced men; and I've even kissed them. I didn't find any of these things in the least pleasant in itself. Oh, I'll admit that my heart sometimes pounded with excitement. But it was only the excitement of the thought that I was getting close to getting what I really wanted.
And, yes, I'll admit that I've had more than a few cocks up my ass. But that, too, was just to get what I wanted. I don't mean that it hurt that much or that I actually hated it. Sometimes it kind of felt good. But I only did that if the guy pressured me and it looked as if I wasn't going to keep getting what I wanted if I didn't put out the way he wanted me to.
That hardly ever happens anymore because I seldom hang around for second or third dates with a guy. If I can get all the cock I want with anonymous, one-night-stands, I can avoid not only having to get to know the guy who's attached to the cock, I can usually avoid getting fucked in the ass. But, again, it's not that I mind getting fucked in the ass so much. I'd rather just suck. If I'm on a one-night-stand, then if I'm going to get all the cum I can from the cock, doing the anal thing, too, means that I usually wind up sucking on a cock that tastes of latex, or worse. I'm too much of a connoisseur to enjoy that.
And I am sort of a connoisseur of cock. Some people think it's all about size and they mean by that: "the bigger, the better." But they couldn't be more wrong. Oh, it's true alright that a huge cock is a huge turn on. Believe me, I've had some enormous ones, and I know. I've had some so fat I could barely stretch my lips around them. I've had some so long that even with both hands wrapped around the shaft like I was holding a baseball bat I still couldn't fit the rest in my mouth. Fat cocks, long cocks...they're fantastic. But only a rank amateur or someone completely devoid of taste in cocks would think that size means quality.
In fact, I've never sucked a dick that I didn't find something to like about. I've had straight ones and curved ones, fat ones and skinny ones, veined ones and smooth ones. I've sucked off cut cocks and uncut ones, black ones, yellow ones, brown ones and white ones. I've sucked off young cocks that were as hard as iron and primed to explode at the least provocation. And I've sucked off old guys who never really got hard. (It's actually quite a turn on for me to be able to milk a cock of its cum even when the guy can't get hard.) It doesn't matter. They're all good. Actually, they're all great.
I said that I'd worked hard for the cock I was getting last night. Really it's more conniving and scheming than real work. But it takes time and some sensitivity. Like I said, I like one-night-stands best. That means I'm always looking for new cock. Maybe you think that most guys are so horny that a guy like me (are there other guys like me?) should have no trouble finding a willing partner-as long as I'm not looking for reciprocation.
Well, if that's what you're thinking, you're wrong. I'm never looking for reciprocation. Sure, sometimes a guy has wanted to return the favor and sometimes I've let it happen. But usually that's just because I think it will lead to me getting another load of his cum. If I'm certain he's shot his last wad for the night, I'd really rather just go home and beat off while I recall the feel and taste of his cock in my mouth. I can really do that. I mean, I can recall the feel and taste so Taksim Escort (https://www.taksimkadin.com/) vividly that it's as if he's still in my mouth while I'm stroking my cock. It's very exciting.
Anyway, even though I'm not looking for reciprocation, I have to go to some lengths to get guys. You can't just hang a sign around your neck saying, "I love to suck cocks." For some reason that I don't understand, that turns a lot of guys off, and it can get you beaten up. And lots of guys who wouldn't be up for it if they knew from the outset that's what you were after, can be brought round to it if they're handled right.
The trick is to find the right door. That means just talking with them like a regular guy-not setting off anyone's "gaydar". I'm not gay, of course, but there a lot of guys who get confused about these things. So, I talk with them about the things people talk about when they just meet at a bar or diner. I never come on to them until I find the door.
Here's how it went last night. I went to a bar that was way on the other side of town. I'd never been to it before but I knew enough to know that it wasn't a gay bar or singles bar. I hate going to gay bars. It's not that I have anything against sucking a gay guy's cock. But most gay guys want to do things like kiss or hug. Or they're into B