My Fantasy Finally Cums True

Warning: Adult material contained. M/M sex - If you are not of legal age to read this story, then go away and play computer games. Yeah right I can see that statement deterred a lot of youngsters. Oh well you have been warned.

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The idea for this story came about when I sent details of my relationship to another writer, but I thought I should do my part and share it with everyone as I have been reading the stories on the net for quite some time. Everything in it (except the names) are true to best of my recollection. If you want to criticize or comment please send your e-mail to me "deh_49@hotmail.com", without the quotation marks of course. Just let me add - I don't think we ever get too old to stop dreaming about our past adventures or wanting to relive them... My fantasy "Finally" Cums True Remember this is my first try at writing a true (or untrue) story. Let me know what you think of it! I am happily married to a wonderful woman that I would not take a million dollars for as I feel she is the best thing that has ever happened to me, but (now here's the weird part) I would love to have another relationship with a guy... She is aware of the fact that I would like to be with a guy as we discussed this prior to our marriage and she was very open to it THEN, although she thinks "I have gotten it out of my system by now". What she does NOT know is that I have ALREADY been with a guy. The truth would be more than she could take, and she might just leave me too & I don't want that to happen. I have never been able to share this real life adventure with anybody, but now I am going to tell you - a complete stranger. Maybe it's because I feel the need to communicate what happened in my life with someone else, or maybe I just think a little confession is good for the soul, but I digress. Let's begin. When I was in high school with this guy "Jerry" we would sometimes go out and jackoff together, but what I always really wanted to do was to suck his dick, (just to see what it was like). However being from a small town and given that this was 35 years ago, and times were different - I didn't ever tell him how I really felt, because I did not want to be labeled a "QUEER". That is not to say I didn't sneak a peak or two or three every time we went out for one of our sessions. One time he even caught me looking at him, and asked if I saw anything I liked. I answered truthfully and said yes. He even went as far as asking me to give it a little kiss, which I gladly did. I remember thinking "I am finally going to get what I have wanted for so long now", but he said that's enough "Dave". Let's not get too to faggoty. So that was it -- until... As it happens - about ten years after high school (about fifteen years ago) I was with the aforementioned friend, (I had just ended a bad marriage) and we were going to re-live some old times and go out together and jackoff. This time instead of a car we were going to do it in my house. On the way to my house he asked if I ever had sex with a guy. I said no and asked him if he had. He said no he never had, but if I would suck his dick he would suck mine. This was very agreeable to me. Now let me make this clear - we neither one had a (swimmers build or a 9 inch cock) I believe that's just a myth. We were just typical everyday guys - nothing special, but I still found him quite attractive. When we got to the house we went through the same old thing I have read about - that being who was going to the first to suck. We finally agreed to 69, that way we would neither one be the first to suck a dick - it would be mutual. As we commenced to suck, we both found ourselves enjoying it enormously. After about 30 minutes of 69ing, he said Jim we better quit before one of us starts to cum. Although he didn't know it, that was exactly what I wanted to happen; however he said he was not ready for a mouthful of cum. When we stopped 69ing I said Jerry I think I am ready for a mouthful of cum, and I want you to cum in my mouth. He stood up (still naked) and I went down to my knees in front of him before he could protest, and again took his dick in my mouth. In a few minutes he said "I'm going to shoot if you don't stop right now", (which was exactly what I wanted) so I grabbed his ass cheeks and gave it my best by sucking as hard and bobbing my head (hey this was a first) as fast as I could. Then I said go right ahead and let it pour into my mouth. Well I got what I wanted and then some as he must have emptied almost all of the contents ball sac into my mouth. As he shot I had to start swallowing or drown! So I swallowed it all (with none dripping out of my mouth, thank you), but he did not realize I was swallowing, for when he was through cumming he asked me where I was going to spit out his wad. I told him "it's a little too late to be thinking about that - the damage (if any) has already been done". With that he shot another volley of cum in my mouth (just as much as the first time) and I was glad to allow him to see me swallow it greedily an happily. My God his cum tasted so good, that I sucked his dick and got his cream every chance I got to after that. He eventually returned the favor and sucked me off, but he didn't like have cum in his mouth (or throat) so he would never swallow my cum after that first time. Instead he would just hold it in his mouth and give me a big kiss on the lips, and push "MY WAD" into my mouth, and I must say I loved the taste of it too. Maybe I was becoming a cum junkie! ;) Our 'affair' continued for about two years, with us sucking one another on every occasion we had. Before long he decided that he wanted to start living a "normal" life, so he found a woman and they got married and had a child. I still think about him on almost a daily basis, and I would like seek him out to see if he would like to continue where we left off. However, I am afraid that he might say "it was fun, but it was just fun and now it's over". Then again - he could want to continue the affair just as much as I do. All I know is I very much want to feel him or somebody - hell anybody - (once again) shooting into my mouth. I am too scared to find a stranger to help me, because of all the diseases' out there. I am sure that somewhere in this town of 20,000 there has to be a "safe" person who is not a "redneck", that would be willing to make my wish come true, but I would have no idea on how to approach them or bring up the subject. Can any of you readers tell me 'how do you go about it'? Well that's my adventure - not very long, but true. Thanks for having an open mind (I hope) and listening to an old man's problems and re-telling of my story for the first time ever. Tell me what you think if you are so inclined. I have more secrets of my past I can share if there is enough interest.