Me and Art

In my spare time, I often cruise the Internet and watch porn. I’m especially drawn to oral videos of mature men with hard cock sucking and cumming together in the 69 position. I want to be face to face with that cock. I want to suck it. I do not want to get fucked although I have fucked a man. I was never attracted to men, neither their faces nor their bodies. There is just something about a cock that makes me want to feel it in every way. It has become a secret obsession of mine.

This is a story about Art, my next door neighbor and myself, Earl.

One afternoon about a week ago, we were undressed and sitting next to each other on Arts couch drinking beer and watching a BI porn movie. I started to get very horny so I drew his naked body against me. The feel of Art’s heated skin against my own was almost too much for me and I pulled away slightly, trying to calm my raging body. He spread his legs wide and I slipped my hand down to his beautiful cock that was emerging from a thick mat of pubic hair. Art took a sharp intake of breath as I circled the head with the tip of my middle finger and lightly pinched the head between my thumb and index finger. I formed a C with my palm and slid my hand up and down the length of him. I was struck by how alive it felt as it grew hard in my hand. As I continued to stroke him, his moans became more audible. I cupped the sack and began kneading the balls inside. He slid a little further down in his seat and started sucking my hard nipple. I moaned and squirmed beneath the touch of his moist lips and tongue.

Art reached for my cock and stroked it lightly. My cock expanded and started leaking juice from the tip. He lowered his head down licked the tip. I placed my hands on either side of his head as he took my entire cock into his mouth soaking it with saliva. His hot mouth felt like velvet massaging my cock and a heat wave of bliss spread to every nerve and every fiber of my being.

“Please…please…stop…please, your driving me insane!