Author: sterculius Published: 10/2/2009 story views: 14854
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As a married straight cocksucker, it's not always easy to find a convenient place to engage in my favorite activity. I have a large sailboat that I keep on a mooring on the harbor and lately, I have been bringing guys out to the boat and taking them below to suck their dicks. Although the following story is fiction, it's not that far from the truth.
After an extended period of anonymous communication, we finally met at a local Starbucks and as we had indicated in our messages, we were pretty similar in appearance. Although both of us had mostly gray hair, we were in fairly good physical condition since each of us pursued an active lifestyle. After a few such meetings, during which we agreed that since we both were in longtime marriages, we could assume that we posed no health risks to one another and could proceed to the next step and arrange to meet someplace where we would have the needed privacy for a sexual liaison. I proposed that we go out to my sailboat that I kept on a mooring far out in the harbor. He agreed, and on the designated day, we both rowed out to the boat, got aboard and went below.
Once below, after some initial awkwardness, we managed to unzip each others pants and extract our cocks, As I gripped his still flaccid penis, I noted that even though I was taller than he was, his cock was larger than mine and quickly grew rigid under my stroking as did mine under his. In a matter of moments, we were both rock hard and as it was my boat, I claimed the right to go first and quickly dropped to my knees and began to lick and slurp at the helmet shaped head of his thick cock. His crotch had a musky male aroma and within minutes, I could taste the precum that began oozing out of the tip of his erect dick. While I wanted to prolong my enjoyment of the experience by concentrating my attentions on suckling the engorged head of his cock, he began to show his impatience by placing a hand on the back of my head and gently but firmly pushing my mouth further down on his erection. By relaxing my jaws, I was able to accommodate his rigid cock to the back of my mouth but by tightening the grip of my lips around the smooth skin on his shaft and pressing my tongue against the bottom of his dick as he pumped it faster and deeper into my welcoming mouth, I could increase the friction that created the sensation that I loved so much.
By this time, my hungry mouth was producing such an abundance of lubricating saliva that on each stroke his ever-thickening cock was bumping up against my uvula at the entrance to my throat. Each time he withdrew. I could feel my cheeks being pulled in by the suction created by his retreating member, and being pushed out as he pushed back in. After about fifteen minutes of this exquisite torture, he apparently felt that the preliminaries were over, and holding my head tightly in his hands, on one downstroke, he slowly forced the massive head of his cock past the bend at the back of my mouth and completely down my throat. I could feel his balls being pressed against my chin as he tried to reach even deeper. Just as I was about to completely run out of air, he withdrew his cock, allowing me