Midlife Hubby Has A Hunger For Cocks And Cum

My name is Gary, and now at forty-eight years old, my wife Linda and I are empty-nesters living in a suburb of Rochester, New York.* We?ve had a typical life together, meeting in college and getting married soon after graduation, and then raising our two children in Rochester.Linda and I had a good sex life, until she became premenopausal a year ago when her libido sharply decreased.* I turned to porn for masturbating material and eventually found that I liked reading cuckold stores since it was arousing to imagine that at least some other big-cocked men were fucking her.Reading the cuckold stories caused me to come to terms with my submissive nature, which I hadn?t been consciously aware of before that, and after fantasizing about sucking her pussy clean after being fucked by other men, and then cleaning her lovers? cocks with my mouth, I started reading bisexual cock sucking stories.I became fascinated with the idea of sucking other men?s cocks, but thought it was too risky to try to find men online.* So, I decided to look for opportunities that might come up in my everyday life, and I soon found what I was looking for, as you?ll see in the following, seven short stories.*My Neighbor Crandall*We never know when serendipitous opportunities will arise, and such was the case with my neighbor, Crandall, who was in his late fifties when I was forty-seven.* Crandall is a big man, at six feet and two inches tall, and weighing I guessed two hundred pounds, and he was cranky and unsociable with all the neighbors.* But he was especially grouchy with me because we?re next-door neighbors.*Our neighborhood has big yards and a lot of big maple trees, and my house is just west of his. That means that the prevailing west wind blows a lot of my leaves into his yard in the fall, and he was always grumbling about it.* It?s generally settled law that I?m not responsible if acts of nature blow leaves into his yard from my trees.* Many of the trees are close to the property line, and I have the same issue with leaves blowing onto my yard from the neighbor?s yard just west of me.* And of course, Crandall?s leaves blow into his neighbor?s yard east of him.*Things came to a head with Crandall that year, because we had a wet, heavy, late-spring snowfall, and several large branches from my trees broke off and fell into his yard.* I might have helped clean them up if he wasn?t always such a prick, but I was also afraid of setting a precedent by cleaning them up.* Nonetheless, I did feel a little guilty about it, especially with my recently realized desire to be more contrite and sexually submissive to men.*It was a mid-afternoon in late May after the snowstorm, when I was in my backyard removing the sheets I had thrown over some newly-planted flower beds, and Crandall was in his yard using a chain saw to cut up the fallen limbs.* During a lull in my work, I walked over to talk with him to be neighborly.* He had an angry look on his face as he said, ?Thanks a lot for helping with these fucking limbs, asshole.* I?ve been out here half the day working on your limbs.?*My first instinct was to give him shit right back and remind him of the law, but then I decided to be conciliatory.* I gave a lame excuse, saying, ?Sorry, Crandall, but I didn?t think it would be that much work.* What can I do to make it up to you??*He glared at me, and answered, ?Fuck you, Gary, you can suck my cock, mother fucker!?*I resisted the urge to tell him to get fucked, and instead seized the opportunity, by saying, ?Uh, well, okay, Crandall.* Do you want me to suck it now, or wait for a more convenient time??*Crandall was momentarily stunned by my agreement, and still maintaining his dominating bluster, he said, ?Right now, mother fucker, if you?re serious, and we can go into my garden shed before you change your mind.?*I followed him to the shed, and he pointed to a lawn chair and said, ?This is hard to believe after all the years we?ve been neighbors, Gary, but sit down and open your mouth.?*He unfastened and pushed down his jeans and underwear, and since he had been working, his hairy crotch was sweaty and musky.* I could hardly believe the thickness of his soft, uncircumcised cock, which was vein-covered and six inches long, looking like a summer sausage, and his lemon-sized balls hanging down as low as his cock.*His is exactly the type of cock I had been fantasizing about, and when he stepped closer, I lifted it with my hand, feeling the thickness and weight of it, and then took the precum-oozing, bulbous head into my mouth.* He held my head in place so I couldn?t move away, as his cock hardened to about eight inches long, and I began sucking his meat, just like I had read about.*I loved the taste and texture of his cock, foreskin, and precum, and I held onto his hairy, bare ass as he began thrusting into my mouth.* I loved the feeling of being used by him, especially since he disliked me and was fucking my mouth for spite, as he derided me, saying, ?I wish I had known years ago that my asshole neighbor is a nasty ass cock sucker, since my wife doesn?t give it up very often, and would never take my cock into her mouth.?*He continued pounding my mouth as I sucked him, and in about six minutes, he said, ?Keeping sucking and swallow fast, mother fucker, because here comes my cock cream.?*His big cock throbbed and spasmed as spurt after spurt of salty and slightly bitter cum flooded my mouth.* I kept sucking for more as his cock softened, and then moved down to suck his hairy and gamey balls.* He looked down at me smiling with his soft, spent cock laying across my face as I sucked first one and then the other of his testicles into my mouth.*When I finally pulled away, he asked, ?When did this shit start, Gary??*I explained my awakening and then said, ?I loved sucking your big cock and eating your cum, Crandall, and I?ll do it for you anytime we can get a private moment.?*I had a much better relationship with Crandall after that, and we have managed to get together at least once a week, either in his shed or sometimes in his basement.* Linda asked me about my new friendship with him after so many years of conflict, and I just smiled and answered, ?I?ve been doing some self-reflection, and have decided it?s best to be nice to izmir rus escort bayan our neighbors.?*Sausage from the Grocery Store*It was three weeks after my first encounter with Crandall, and I had sucked his cock three times already when I was at the grocery store one day.* I stopped in the meat department and was in a daze as I handled and was stroking a summer sausage that was about the size of Crandall?s cock, with a diameter of almost two inches, and eight inches long, using it to fantasize about sucking his cock.**I was brought out of my trance when someone spoke, saying, ?Damn, Gary, I hope you?re going to buy that thing after jacking it off in the store.?*My good friend, Winston, was smiling at me as I realized that I had been holding the summer sausage in front of my waist and stroking it like I was masturbating it.* Winston and I had moved into the neighborhood at the same time, twenty years earlier, and were fishing and camping buddies, as well as our families socializing, and helping each other with projects around our homes.* We also talked about and teased each other about sexual issues, so it wasn?t out of line for him to say that.?I felt my face turning red and tried to laugh it off and tease about it, saying, ?Oops, you caught me, Winston.* I guess this was a little wishful thinking on my part.?*We had seen each other?s cocks when we were camping, and he knows that I have a smaller cock than his, at only two inches long on soft, and that I know his is bigger, and uncircumcised, at about five inches long on soft and thick, with huge, low-hanging balls.*He laughed and said, ?I was kind of hoping you were thinking of me, but I can?t quite measure up to that sausage.* What were you thinking, anyway?* Were you fantasizing about having a bigger dick, or were you maybe trying to figure out how big my cock is on hard?? **That was another opportunity I hadn?t thought of, even as close as we are, and I tried to seem like I was kidding when I said, ?Well, I guess I have been curious, after seeing your junk swinging around when we?re camping and fishing.* But if, as you say, you can?t quite measure up to this sausage, how close are you to it??*Winston smiled and replied, ?It?s closer than you might think, but a guy can?t tell his secrets, especially not when standing in the meat department, which is kind of ironic.* Maybe if we get drunk enough when we go fishing this weekend, you?ll find out.?*We often went fishing at our favorite lake, leaving after work on Friday, getting to the lake an hour later, and returning on Sunday afternoon.* It was still light out as we set up our tent and arranged our sleeping bags, and then cooked our dinner over the campfire.* We brought two cases of beer and began drinking right away so that by the time we finished dinner and cleaned up, we were already on our fifth beers.*Nothing had been said about our discussion in the grocery store, and I thought he had forgotten about it.* But as we sat around the campfire bullshitting and kidding around, Winston asked, ?Hey, old buddy, are you still curious about how big my meat is on hard?* I?m drunk and horny enough right now to let you find out if you?re willing to do the work.?*I tried not to act overly interested, and replied, ?Yeah, sure, I guess, but what do you mean about doing the work??*He smiled and answered, ?You need to show me that you really want it, by undressing me and getting it hard for me.?*That was playing into my desire to be submissive and demean myself, and I said, ?Okay, Winston, but we?d better go into our tent, in case any other campers pass by.?*We opened our sleeping bags all the way and put one on top of the other, making a large bed, and Winston laid back with his head on a pillow looking down at me.* I was drunk too, and it felt surreal to be undressing my friend, as I fumbled removing his shoes, before pulling his athletic shorts and underwear down and off as he lifted his hips to help me.*His soft cock and big balls were hanging down between his spread legs, and he said, ?I never thought you?d be the kind of guy to fondle another man?s junk, but you?ve come this far, and if you want to see it hard, you?d need to stroke it for me.?*I laid on my side next to him, in a position where my head was even with his crotch, and it was comfortable to reach over to his cock.* He watched attentively as I reached and gripped his cock.* It felt so thick and heavy compared to my dick, and his foreskin that was mostly covering his bulbous cock head made it feel even meatier.* I began stroking his meat, and it quickly hardened to over seven inches long, and his foreskin was squishing as it slid over the oozing precum.*Winston?s cock had been hard for over a minute already as I continued stroking it, and he sensed from my continued stroking and the lustful look on my face that I was interested in more than just getting it hard for him.* He slowly rolled onto his side facing me, which brought his cock only inches from my mouth, and said, ?Damn, old buddy, I don?t know what?s gotten into you, but if you want to chow down on my meat, then have at it, because I?d sure love to get off.?*I leaned in and tentatively licked the precum-oozing head of his thick cock, before taking the head into my mouth and sucking it.* He slid as close as he could and pushed more into my mouth, as I reached over to hold his bare ass.* He rolled farther over on me and began thrusting into my mouth, as I rubbed my hand down his ass to fondle his balls from behind.**His cock was pushing into my throat as he moaned, ?Oh fuck, you?ve got such a good mouth-pussy, Gary, and I?m going to be feeding you my two-week load in a minute or so.* Suck it, cock sucker, keep sucking so I can get off in your cunt mouth.?*It was only a half-minute later when his cock began to throb and his balls pulled up, and my mouth was flooded with his salty and slightly bitter cum.* I kept sucking and holding tightly onto his ass as his cock continued squirting, and I kept sucking and swallowing as it softened in my mouth.*When I finally pulled it out of my mouth, I moved down to suck his balls, and as he leaned farther, almost in the prone position, except with one knee pulled up to spread Escort izmir otele gelen his legs, I twisted in the other direction, ending up between his legs, sucking his balls from behind.*I sucked his balls for about five minutes, while looking at his long, thick perineum and hairy ass, and then I was so aroused remembering some of the stories I read and moved up to suck his perineum, which pushed my face into his ass.* Then I moved up farther and began licking and sucking his gamey ass crack, until finding his asshole and sucking it.*Afterward, we were lying next to each other on the sleeping bag, and Winston asked, ?Holy shit, Gary, I don?t know what the fuck has gotten into you, but I like it, and you can suck anything of mine anytime you want.?*I explained how I started reading porn stories after Linda became less interested in sex and found that I was more sympathetic with the bisexual, submissive characters who demeaned themselves with other men.* Then I continued, saying, ?When you caught me stroking that sausage in the store and teased me about it, I knew that I had to suck your cock.* I hope you?re not disappointed in me, but I loved the embarrassment and humiliation of sucking you.?*We still had the rest of the weekend, and I sucked his cock again that night, as well as casually sucking his balls, then again in the morning before breakfast, two times in the boat on the lake, and twice more on Saturday night in the tent.* He was pretty much worn out and drained by Sunday morning, but I sucked him off again before we packed up to leave for home.* And now Winston feeds me regularly.*New Friend at the Gym*After having established cock sucking relationships with Crandall and Winston, I wanted more and began thinking of other relatively safe ways of finding men to suck.* Then it occurred to me that I could see naked men in the showers at the health club where I worked out three nights a week if I started showering there instead of coming home to clean up.*I established a pattern of working out at the same time, so I could become acquainted with other men on the same schedule, and it didn?t take long to meet Mike, who appeared to be in his mid-fifties.* We worked out on the same machines and free weights, and I tried to get next to him as much as possible.* After barely acknowledging each other over a period of two weeks, I introduced myself, and we sometimes spotted each other on the bench.*He might have been suspicious when I always ended my workouts and went to the shower when he did, and since it?s a big open shower area with eight shower heads, I got plenty of opportunities to look at him.* His genitals are attractive, with a thick, uncircumcised cock, looking to be six inches long on soft, and lemon-sized, low-hanging balls, all of which looked so tasty swinging between his legs as he moved around in the shower.*I purposely let him catch me looking at him several times, and then turning away looking embarrassed, and the more I did it, the more fully he displayed himself to me.* We hadn?t talked about it until one night after our showers when we were getting dressed next to each other in the locker room.* I was sitting on the bench, and he was standing at his locker, after drying himself off and was still naked.* He turned towards me, and I stared at his gorgeous cock and balls only a foot from my face, and said, ?Hey, Gary, I was thinking of stopping for a couple of beers before going home.* Would you like to join me??*That was the first time he had invited me out, and I answered, ?Sure, Mike, I?d like that.?*Mike was in his conversion van, and I followed him to a quiet, neighborhood bar close to the club, and we sat in a booth in the corner.* We ordered our first beer and talked about the club and working out for a while, and then after starting on our second beers, he said, ?I don?t want to offend you if I?m wrong, Gary, but it?s been evident to me that you?ve been staring at my junk in the showers.* What are your intentions, man?* Are you just curious, since you have a little dick, or do you have more of an interest??*That was my opportunity to take the beta-male role and appeal to his more-dominant demeanor, and I answered, ?Oh shit, Mike, I?m sorry for staring, and hope I haven?t made you uncomfortable.* It?s just that, uh, yes, I?m so embarrassed about my little dick, especially around a man like you with a big, attractive package, and it?s hard not to stare.* I?m happily married and not gay, but I still find your package appealing.?*Mike smiled and said, ?Well, I?m not gay either, but my wife has long since cut me off from her pussy, and I?d love to give you a closer look and taste if you?re up for it.?*I wanted to act like I was inexperienced with men, and said, ?Oh, uh, geez, Mike, that?s very tempting, given how much I like your package, but I?ve never done anything like that.* Where could we even do it, and would you mind if it takes me a bit to get used to it??*He laughed, and replied, ?We can do it right out in my van, and I don?t care if you haven?t done it before if I can get my cock in your mouth.* I haven?t gotten off in over a month, and it would sure be nice if you?d help me out.?*I was still acting shy and uncertain, and said, ?Okay, I guess we can try it, but don?t get mad if I back out.?*We finished our beers and went out to his van, and Mike moved the front seats forward to give him more room to stretch out his legs sitting in the back seat captain?s chair.* I sat in the other seat while he took off his shoes and pushed his shorts and underwear down and off, and then he directed me to get on my knees on the floor while he turned the chair towards me.*I shuffled up between his legs, gripping his cock with one hand and weighing his balls with the other, as he smiled down at me.* I then tentatively licked his foreskin-covered cock head and around his shaft, showing my uncertainty, before taking his bulbous cock head into my mouth and sucking it.* He held my head as I took in more and more of his cock, which hardened to over eight inches long, and I sucked it.*He began thrusting into my mouth as I reached around to hold his ass with one hand as I fondled his balls with the other, and he moaned, Buca escort ?Oh fuck, I knew it, I knew you?d be my cock sucker.?*I sucked his big cock for what seemed like five minutes before his balls tightened and his cock began to throb, and my mouth was filled with spurt after spurt of his tasty cum.* I continued sucking and swallowing to get every creamy drop, and he said, ?Damn, boy, it felt like you got a good feeding tonight.?*His load was larger than Crandall?s and Winston?s and after sucking his soft cock for another few minutes, I moved down to suck his balls, as he lifted his legs up onto the front seats to give me better access.** I sucked his balls for about five minutes, and when I moved down to his perineum, he tilted his hips back even farther.* His crotch was hairy and musky, even after having recently taken a shower, and he finally shifted until I was sucking his ass.*Mike pressed hard against my face as he said, ?There?s no fucking way this is your first time, Gary, and that?s fine with me.* I think this is going to be a great friendship, and you might even be able to suck me off at the club on slow nights.?*The Black Contractor?s Big BulgeSucking Crandall and Winston was easier, since I already knew them, and my experience with Mike gave me more confidence to find strangers to suck.* I wasn?t sure when my next opportunity would occur, but it came soon after sucking Mike the first time.*My company had just started a program letting certain job classifications work from home three days a week, with Wednesdays a required day of overlap in the office so everyone would be there for meetings.* Since Linda and I wanted to keep our two spare bedrooms for guests, we decided to finish our basement, part of which would be a home office for me.* I interviewed four contractors, and although all of them have good credentials and plenty of references from satisfied customers, I decided on an older black contractor, named Darius.Linda wasn?t interested in participating in the interviews, and I talked with them in the basement so they could assess the workspace, where I had set up a temporary office area with an old table, office chairs, and an old couch.* All the contractors made credible proposals, but Darius was in his early sixties and seemed to have more experience with basements configured like ours.**And I must admit that Darius had another attraction.* He seemed fit for his age, with just a slight belly and partially gray hair, and with him wearing tight work pants, I couldn?t help noticing the sizeable cock lump running down one leg, and the testicle lumps down the other.* I had seen plenty of pictures of big, black cocks and balls, as well as reading stories about white men loving to be submissive to black men and suck them, and it was still hard to believe the size of his genitals.*I was distracted talking with him since we were seated in front of the table across from each other, and I couldn?t help taking frequent glances at his bulges.* I knew that he caught me a few times, since I?d look up after gawking at his bulges, and he?d be looking at my face, but he gave no acknowledgment except for a grin.*It was scheduled to be a three-week job, and during the first part, when there was some demolition and heavy work of framing it out, he had a helper, named Max, who was a black man about my age.* I know that contractors don?t like to be bothered while working, but since I was in the basement anyway, I?d fix my lunch and eat with them, so I could ask about the progress of the job.*I thought we were getting along well, and I?d often bring them refreshments when they were taking little work breaks, and used those times, along with our lunch breaks, to gawk at Darius? bulges.* One day about halfway into the job, I was sitting with Darius at lunch when Max wasn?t there, and I decided to sexualize our conversation, just to see how he?d react.**We were just getting into our lunches, and I asked, ?Do you ever have basement jobs when the white wives are home instead of the husbands, and they try to come on to you?* I?ve been reading a little porn, and there?re all kinds of stories about white women being attracted to black men.?*Darius looked at me suspiciously and replied, ?I don?t know why you?d be reading shit like that, but yes, there does seem to be a kind of cult following, and not just with the ladies.* But I am curious why you?d be reading those kinds of stories.?*I wanted to reveal my submissiveness, but lied about my previous attraction to blacks, saying, ?It?s kind of hard to explain, Darius, but I was getting horny when my wife started losing interest in sex, and I started reading porn.* I read all types of porn and learned some things about myself. *I always thought I was as much of a man?s man as any other man, but then I found that I was identifying more with the submissive men in those stories, and especially those servicing black men.* Why do you think so many white men and women have an attraction to black men??*Darius thought for a few seconds, and answered, ?I don?t have much experience with this, but one issue might be that interracial sex seems so taboo and therefore exciting, and I?ve heard that some white people are trying to assuage white guilt. *There?s also the old wives? tales about black men being well-hung, and some people, men especially, get an erotic thrill being submissive to stronger black men.?*He seemed to hit most of the issues, and I asked, ?What did you mean when you said that you don?t have much experience with interracial sex??*He responded, ?At my age, when my wife has long since quit giving up her pussy to me, I?ve found that I can occasionally have my needs taken care of by some cock hungry customers, who are usually men.* It?s too dangerous to fuck other men?s wives, and risk impregnating them or being accused of rape, and there are plenty of men who are happy to oblige.?*I asked, ?Well, how do encounters like that start?* Do the men just come right out and ask to suck your cock??Darius smiled and brought our conversation to a head, saying, ?It never hurts to advertise, and I start by wearing these tight pants, which sometimes generates a little interest.* Then there?s a conversation like this one, where a customer gets me talking about black-on-white sex, and it usually ends with my black cock in his white mouth.* Is that what you?re after, Gary; being submissive to me and getting my cock in your mouth??*My face was red with embarrassment as I submitted to him, saying, ?Oh fuck yes, Darius, would you please let me suck your cock and balls??*