Discreet
Drinking
May 24, 2023
Maths 1+1=?
May 25, 2023Discretion was never my thing but sometimes we have to obey the rulers
It’s hard to be discreet in a town small enough for everyone to know your name. Random connections are rare and honestly no one is really risking it.
If gives you the opportunity to filter through the spam and BS and find someone you can connect with at any level.
I have had some luck and I like to share my experiences through these stories.
I was on late one evening, horny and bored. I had my first experience as a teenager during sleepovers and camp outs. It started as sticking our boners between each other’s ass cheeks to holding each others dicks in our mouths for 5 to 10 seconds.
My friends were troopers, we continued to do it and eventually started to cum from our oral adventures. None of the girls our age were thinking about sex so we kept getting better at our craft.
Often times there was three of us and we’d form a triangle of dick sucking that included taunts and teases.
Always with the caveat of ‘I’ll let you know when I’m close’, which we never did. It always felt great unleashing your load into a hot, wet mouth.
We’d all cringe away from it, like we hated it, but deep down I realized I really liked it
We each rubbed across the others crotch with our hands, just tracing and rubbing each other’s cock. We talked a little and our conversation moved to us freeing our cocks from their denim prisons.
Releasing a cock, you are desperate to have in your mouth, is very difficult laying on your side, on a sleeping bag, in 3ft tall grass.
With a little help we managed to free our cocks and get them at a serviceable angle.
His cock was nice. Not very big, maybe 4″, but it smelled and tasted just like the ones from my past.
He had mine in his mouth, licking around the head and taking in about half before he hit his stopping point and slid it back out.
As I sucked and rolled his cock around in my mouth I eased his pants down to his ankles as he did the same to mine.
I rolled over onto my back, pulling him on top of me without his tasty trouser treat leaving my mouth.
He was supporting himself with his knees and ha begun fucking into my greedy mouth. Every time he would pull out I’d raise my head to keep his length in my mouth as long as possible.
The slurping and grunting sounds were at full volume with the occasional moan/whimper thrown in as we were both getting closer to climax
I knew I was close and started speeding my hands up as I got ready to cum. I pushed his head all the way down, his nose swamped in my balls as I started to cum.
My body quivering with every shot, pushing my dick farther into his throat.
He swallowed greedily and I could feel the combination of slobber and leaked cum pooling around my balls.
I released my grip on his head, but he just laid there with my softening cock in his mouth and his in mine.
Both giving the occasional suck to let each other know we were awake.
When we started to get up I said, “make sure you clean that up good”, referencing the slobber and cum around my balls and he dutifully did so, cleaning me up like a pro.
As I arched my back to pull my pants up he even tucked my cock back into my boxer briefs after giving one more kiss.
G.I.T.C
As we got older we drifted apart and our sleepovers ended. I moved on to finding solace in young women that would serve the purpose while hiding from what I truly wanted.
As the internet blossomed in the late 90s the chat rooms opened the door to discreet connections and the occasional hookup to quench my thirst for cock.
I met Robbie online and chatted a while and discovered we had similar builds and tastes. We decided to meet in an open place to see if we hit it of. This place, we decided, would be off of River watch Pkwy just as it crossed into Columbia county.
Back then there was just a field with a couple of abandoned tractor trailers and a field of rather tall grass.
It was pretty late and traffic was nonexistent. We walked towards each other from opposite sides of the field.
He had brought a sleeping bag in case we wanted to sit back and watch the stars.
And we did. We hit it off and spread out the sleeping bag and laid down on it, with our heads at opposite ends.
My hand were on either side of his ass , pulling him down hard into my mouth.
His balls were slapping against and sticking to my forehead and each time he pulled back they be peeled off.
His thrust were getting longer and deeper, with every down stroke he’d linger with his cock in my throat while I’d run my tongue all over and around the shaft.
He gave a big thrust, his cock breaking into my throat as thick spurts of cum shot from his cock. I could feel the vein under his cock each time a new load was being served up.
I swallowed it down in big gulps, probably loudly, as his body collapsed on top of mine.
I kept his cock in my mouth as he began to service mine with more intent.
I reached my hands down to the back of his head and helped guide him at the pace I liked best.
Slow and steady and to the base. He’d cough/sneeze as he got close to getting it all in
