That all changed one day at a neighborhood barbecue where the liquor was flowing and I'd had much too much to drink. I never actually forgot that I used to like sucking cock, but I convinced myself that I was no longer a 'cocksucker'.
The years passed and eventually I got married and began raising a family. I decided to devote myself exclusively to having sex with women only, even though I couldn't stop myself from fantasizing as I masturbated to the memory of the erotic sensations of his thick cock fucking my throat and the delicious taste of his creamy cum filling my mouth. I felt extremely guilty for having loved sucking his cock and swallowing his cum for all those years. I had happily become a full fledged cocksucker and I eagerly blew him at every opportunity until he went off to college.Īfter he left,however, I began to have second thoughts and I would feel ashamed for having harbored these strong oral cravings while all along, I also had a normal sexual obsession for girls. What had started out in high school as youthful sexual experimentation with my best friend Larry, quickly turned into an obsessive need for me to be on my knees sucking on his very big cock in order to get him to cum in my mouth.
