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‘Straight 22yo man ISO a teacher’
That there was the title of my profile on fetish life.
I got a lot of responses in my first hour. Probably because of my profile picture. It was taken of me when I was 18 years old. I look young in that pic. It was taken at a beach party for high school graduation. In the pic, I’m wearing board shorts and flip flops. Nothing else. I was and still am skinny and hairless and look like a little boy with my size and build.
The first response I got was from a man named David who lived right here in Madison. He sounded respectful and asked for a couple more clean pics and info about me and what I was looking for. I sent him what he asked for. Then I didn’t hear from him again…until later.
All of the other responses I got cut right to the chase. Most were one-line replies…
“I’ll teach you whatever you want”
“I’ll teach you how to get gangbanged, Twinkie.”
“Teach you to love my cum.”
“I’d love to teach you how to take it in the ass.”
Things like that.
It was 3 weeks Monday after I first replied to David’s email that he emailed me back. It was short but felt professional. He gave me a pic of what he looked like, his address and a list of instructions…
1. Be at my home at 4 p.m. on Friday, the 4th of February.
2. Be dressed in only a warming layer and a pair of your wife’s yoga pants, any color but black. No panties or underwear.
3. After you are dressed, you will go to Selective Video downtown and buy a 30ml bottle of Ultra Rush. You are to make it clear to the clerk that you are buying it to sniff as you pleasure a man tonight. Bring the bottle with you when you come to my house.
“Holy shit!” My wife says to me, reading the instructions over my shoulder on the tablet. “This guy is kinky!”
His pic, well, I have to say he was very handsome; toned, lightly tanned. He was 46, single and an experienced Dom. I was going to meet the man who would teach me how to suck cock. This Friday is the 4th. I was going to suck my first cock this Friday.
“Expand my horizons and be more open-minded”
That was my New Years Resolution. My wife thought it was a wonderful idea.
•••
2 weeks earlier…
•••
One night on the couch, she was kneeling between my legs, sucking my cock. I was admiring her brown locks, her stunning face, her light pink feminine lips and her petite nose, those gorgeous blue eyes and thought how incredible it is that she knows exactly how to pleasure me.
I mentioned this to her and she stopped sucking and started stroking and replied with,
“Well, you’ve got a cock, you would know how to give a good blowjob too, turhal escort based on what you know you like.”
She paused, teasing me, then continued,
“Think about it, hubby, you like having your cockhead focused on. Understandable, it is the most sensitive part. You like light licks along the underside. You like the occasional deepthroating during your blowjob. Most guys probably like the same things. I’d be willing to bet you’d be as good as me and I had to learn from listening to you, things that made you moan and squirm.”
“You’re incredible at it and you basically picked it up by listening to my moans and gasps. I would prefer to learn the same way by listening to his moans and gasps.” I reply to her.
“Does this fall along the lines of “Broaden my horizons and be more open-minded?” She asked me, twirling my cockhead with her fingers, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.
“oh that feels good, don’t stop. i guess it could fall under that.” i tell her.
“Wouldn’t sucking a cock make me gay though? And I love what we have, I wouldn’t want to ruin it for anything.” I say to her, jumping every so often from those little electric shocks her fingers are sending through my glans.
“james, you and I are so deeply in love. We have been since we were 7. Nothing and no one could or will come between us.”
She kept going,
“This isn’t about gay or straight, remember what you said, ‘keep an open mind’? Also, I can see you getting excited talking about doing it. Is it from what I’m doing to your dick with my hands or is it from you thinking about what it will feel like the first time you feel a cock twitch and orgasm on your tongue?” she asks as she begins pumping my painfully hard erection faster and lighter in her hands.
I tense up at the sudden seductive feather-like touch of her expert hands around my cockhead.
“B-b-both” I reply, tossing my hips up at her, the beginnings of that feeling that an orgasm is coming. She responds to this by placing an arm across my hips and leaning on me, holding them down. She continues pumping and now spitting on my cock.
“Are you going to keep an open mind here, baby?” She asks me, seeing me getting close to spraying her with my cum.
“Y-y-yes, B-brooke, I promise, I w-will.” The cum is boiling and beginning it’s exit. Fuck fuck fuck.
“Are you going to look for a cock to suck on and a real man to learn from?” She looks me in the eyes and asks me, lowering her open mouth to my cock, tantalizingly close to enveloping me again. I can feel her breath on my cock and its heat is torture, I’m shaking.
“yes, Yes, YES I’ll do it!”I tuşba escort cried out as she lowered her head and took my cock back into her mouth just in time for me to explode. I grab her hair and hold her throat down on me as my cum begins to say Hello to her stomach.
She suckles me like she knows I like, draining every drop out of my balls with her throat and tongue muscles.
Slowly, she pulls off, rivulets of cum-mixed saliva running down her chin and stretching from her lips to my cock. She then dives back on attacking the shaft with her tongue. I moan and gasp every time she flicks her tongue, alternating between bathing my cockhead and licking up the underside of my cock. ‘Fuck, she really does react to my sounds. Maybe I can do this.’ I thought to myself as I lay there with her hair laced into my fingers, little aftershocks rippling through my body.
•••
Where was I to go from here? Dating sites were out, I wasn’t looking to date. I needed a place where I could post an ad, maybe a chat room where I could talk to someone about this.
So I posted on Grindr but most of those guys were looking for “right now”. Craigslist personals were taken down. Backpage was a bust, as was Bedpage.
I did yet another google search about websites for various kinks like cocksucking and cum swallowing and low and behold, fetlife.com popped up.
‘What’s that stand for…Fetish Life?’ I thought to myself as I clicked on it. It looked hardcore. Nervous I was getting caught up in some latex stricken, breath control, rubber-coated world, I apprehensively created an account and posted a bio and picture of myself.
My wife looking over my shoulder, she says,
“Now we wait.”
•••
Wait indeed! Today was Monday, 4 more days? I think he planned that. Anticipation. Makes me wait to meet him, knowing I’ll be thinking about it non-stop until the second he opens his door for me.
I got more and more anxious as the week went by, concentrating at work didn’t help. Brooke noticed and did what she could to ease my mind. She would ask me about my worries and doubts, explained to me that we were okay and strong as a couple, and talked and kissed and fucked me through my anxiety.
Friday finally arrived, but the day dragged on. 2 pm I called out from work sick and went home. Brooke did the same and met me there.
I got dressed in what he wanted. The top part was pretty simple but when Brooke handed me her pair of small light pink yoga pants and I slipped them on, I felt naughty. The material rubbing against my bare dick was turning me on and making me hard.
Brooke and I got into our car and tüyap escort started off to Selective Video to buy the Ultra Rush.
I knew Selective Video, it was a porn and head shop. I still didn’t know what Ultra Rush is but if he wanted me to bring some, I will.
Brooke parks the car and we both go in. We walk up to the counter, me almost forgetting I’m wearing pink yoga pants. My cock is fully outlined and my ass is perfectly defined. I look slutty.
“Hi, how are you?” the girl behind the counter asks us, with a glance to my pants and a smile.
“I’m doing good, thank you,” I say, noticing her eyes dart down and see me exposed like that. I immediately blush. Brooke takes a moment to look at some small water pipes in the glass counter then rejoins me, lacing her fingers in mine and giving my hand a squeeze.
“I uh, need a bottle of something called Ultra Rush please.” I say to the girl behind the counter, looking to the floor and trying to avoid her eyes.
“Of course, the large or the small?” She replies.
“Whichever the 30ml bottle is.” I speak.
“The large it is, you must be in for some fun.” she says, “that’ll be $39.95.”
I pay for the Ultra Rush, thank the girl and as I turn to leave, Brooke clears her throat and nods back in the direction of the girl.
Remembering his orders from the email, and heavily stammering, I manage to tell her, “I, I, um, I’m going to sniff these while I pleasure a man tonight.”
Her eyes get wide and I suddenly feel out of place. What she said next made both Brooke and me giggle and calmed me down.
“Holy shit, that’s way fuckin sexy.”
We exit the shop as she says, “Have fun!” to me as I leave.
I get back in the car and I tell Brooke that I’m getting a little nervous again and not sure I can go through with this.
She leans over and shoves her tongue down my throat. Suddenly I’m sucking on her tongue, sliding mine back and forth and over and around hers. She knows this gets me hot and hard as she continues assaulting me like this for a few minutes.
When she pulls away, she smiles into my eyes, takes my hand and kisses it then holds it tightly in my lap against my raging hard-on. She starts the car and turns out of the parking lot so we can get on the Beltline.
The entire ride there I looked out the window; thinking, imagining what was in store for me. I can feel Brooke’s hand in mine, squeezing reassuredly and grinding her hand against my erection.
I imagined myself kneeling in front of this man and slowly sucking his cock as he tells me what to do and what he likes. Not sure what the Ultra Rush was supposed to do but I guess he’ll teach me about that too.
We were on the beltline less than 10 minutes before we took the Whitney Way exit and turned right. Before long we were rolling through a swanky neighborhood off Regent Street before navigation is telling us our destination is in 75 yards on our right.
The moment of truth…
P.S. Ch. 6 is coming…
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