For the Love of Cum

I am a man and I love cum! His cum, your cum and my cum! I can still remember the first time I tasted my own cum; I licked it off the plate I used when I masturbated. It was still warm and a bit salty as I recall. I remember thinking that I wished I'd cum more, I truly loved that nectar on my tongue and in my mouth. I was never nubile enough to cum in my own mouth, but I would have if I could. And while a plate or shot glass was my favorite way to eat my cum, I decided that I needed another man to really fulfill my desires. I wanted, no, I needed another man to cum in my mouth! The taste and texture was one thing, but to feel a hard cock erupting in my willing mouth was something I promised myself I would experience.

For years I kept that fantasy to myself; you can't just walk around town asking guys to cum in your mouth. I continued to pleasure myself, always ending with me eating my cum. I even had dates with young women who, when they sucked me off, would kiss me with my cum still in their mouth. A lot of chicks found this to be hot, others, not so much. I still hadn't found a man who would give me what I really wanted... Until I joined the navy.

This was long before "don't ask, don't tell", so there was no way I was going to jeopardize any chance of a career by coming on to anyone in my boot camp company. I did continue to jerk off and eat my cum. As far as I knew, nobody ever caught me (not that it's a crime), but it's not something one brags about, either.

My first duty station after boot camp was a destroyer out of San Diego, Ca. I checked on board and made friends easily. There were more than a couple of guys whom I would have been very happy to let cum for me. But again, "don't ask, don't tell". One night, on liberty, my drinking buddies began talking about Ed. According to them, Ed would suck you off in the supply room, no charge. Turns out that none of my buddies knew this for a fact, it was just rumors that they had heard... Drunk talk. I filed the name Ed into my brain! Life on the ship went on and I continued to masturbate at night, in my rack, with thoughts of Ed, whomever he was, gulping down my sperm. (And me gulping down his).

Months later, at a ship's picnic, Ed was pointed out to me by one of my drinking buddies. Ed was tall and lean. No body builder, but not effeminate looking at all. In fact, he was quite handsome. I told my buddy that I was going to get another beer, but I went to the head to rearrange my growing hard on. One thing led to another and I ended up jerking off in a stall. (Yes, I ate my cum!). I wondered how I could meet Ed; I wondered if he would even be interested in my desire. If he really sucked cock, surely he would enjoy being sucked off, right?

That question, and thoughts of eating Ed's cum prompted some huge orgasms over the next few nights. Of course I ate it all and even came twice in one night. I had to meet Ed and find out if the rumors were true. At this point, I didn't even care if he sucked cock. As long as I could suck his.

Although a destroyer is a relatively small warship (230-250 men), you don't necessarily interact with sailors outside of your own personal expertise. I still didn't know where Ed worked, and I wasn't about to ask. So, I continued to think of him as I ejaculated into my hand and licked myself clean. And then it happened!

I was told to go to disbursing, there was a problem with my pay. I showed up to find that the disbursing clerk who would be helping me was Ed! There I was, face to face with the man I'd been secretly sucking off. My cock immediately became erect; I hid it as best I could. Ed explained the problem with my pay and said he needed to get the proper form from the supply room! Supply room? I must have said that out loud because he told me he'd right back and that I could come with him if I wanted to. I didn't want to blow it too soon (pun intended), so I told him I'd wait for him in the office. Ed returned quickly with the form that he helped me fill out. I thanked him and we shook hands. His grasp was firm but not tight and I began to wonder if these rumors about him were true. Besides, I now knew where he worked and he knew where he could find me if he so desired.

I started to fantasize about Ed and me in his storeroom, sucking each other off. I pictured him on his knees making love to my cock with his mouth; and then me on my knees returning the favor, my favorite part of the fantasy, of course. I couldn't get him off my mind, or out of my mouth! It was frustrating, but it did lead to some fabulous orgasms. I had to figure out a way to talk to him again, not about my pay, but about the rumors. It was getting difficult for me to concentrate on my own job; I'd become that obsessed with Ed. A few days after I had filled out the form in his office, Ed shows up at my workplace to ask me if I had any questions. This was strange I thought, why didn't he ask before I left his office that day? I asked him if he was referring to the form, or something else? I played dumb, (I do that very well if need be), asking him again if there was something else he might be referring to. Ed admitted that he had me fill out the wrong form because he wanted an excuse to talk to me again. I told him that I was very flattered, and that I'd been thinking of him as well. And then he asked me if I had heard any rumors about him!

Still playing dumb, I told him about a rumor involving a storeroom. I told him I didn't believe it, no body would pay a $100 for a blowjob. I thought Ed would never stop laughing. He assured me that there was no storeroom involved, and certainly no $100 charge. Ed told me that he himself had started the rumor to divert "others" from trying to catch him and get him thrown out of the navy. Clever! He told me that, for a very long time, he would masturbate into his hand or cup or whatever and then eat his own cum! I think my jaw dropped to the floor as he continued with his story telling me about his fantasies and how he turned them into real life. I was fascinated by how close we were in this regard. As we talked, I had to continually rearrange my bulge; Ed giggled at that. He asked me if I truly enjoyed eating my cum, or was it just a fetish or what? I told him that the first several times, after cumming in my hand, I could not do it, even though I told myself this is the time you just put it in your mouth and swallow. I continued: one night, and I couldn't say why, I finally just closed my eyes and sucked my cum from my hand and then licked my fingers clean. It was Ed's turn to rearrange his bulge!

Ed told me that contrary to the rumors, there were only a few sailors on board that he would service, and that they always returned the favor. He told me that he wasn't a whore and that he was merely servicing, and getting serviced by other men who were willing to do this instead of masturbating every night. So, now I knew for sure that I was finally going to fulfill my fantasy of sucking another mans cock. But where? If not the storeroom, where? When I asked Ed this question, he asked me if I knew his boss, the disbursing officer. I told him that I knew who he was, but there was no reason why I would actually know him. Ed smiled and told me to meet him in officers' country that night at 8 PM. I showed up on time to find Ed standing by a stateroom. He signaled me to approach as he gently rapped on the door. His boss came out of the room, looked at Ed and then at me and told us to have a good time as he sauntered down the passageway.

Ed summoned me to quickly enter the room, which I did. The door was closed and locked. As he began to remove his pants, Ed told me that "this" was the storeroom and his boss was one of the sailors he would service! Damn. I began to undress as well. But, when I got to my NCIS badge, I told Ed that he and his boss would be investigated and probably kicked out of the navy with "other than honorable" discharges. I told Ed that I hated the taste of my cum!

ALTERNATE ENDING:

Ed summoned me to quickly enter the room, which I did. The door was closed and locked. As he began to remove his pants, Ed told me that "this" was the storeroom and his boss was one of the sailors he would service! Damn. I began to undress as well. Ed and I approached each other, our cocks straining from the confinements of our underwear. We embraced as our hard cocks found one another and began a very sensuous rhythm of their own. I reached down between us to fondle Ed's cock and balls. He stepped back just a little to allow me access. I stroked Ed's cock with the heel of one hand as I cupped and massaged his balls with the other. Before too long, the head of his cock poked out of his underwear and I now had his cock right where I wanted it. I slowly dropped to my knees pulling his shorts down at the same time. It was beautiful cock, not too big, not too thick, it was exactly the cock I had been fantasizing about. I licked the juice from his pee hole and moaned with delight. Still cupping his balls, I took just the head of his cock into my mouth. It was Ed's turn to moan with delight.

I moved my lips down his shaft as far as I could, then back up again. I repeated this, varying my pace and suction. With my hand, still fondling his balls, I removed my mouth from his cock and began long, slow licks with my tongue on the under side of his cock. I'd lick from his balls all the way to his glistening cock head, then down again. His first spurt landed on his chest and I immediately took him into my mouth again. I just held him in my mouth and let him cum; and cum he did! Over and over, spurt after spurt right into my warm and willing mouth. Not to brag, but I managed to swallow all of his cum and then licked his chest clean.

Ed told me he was in heaven, but I reminded him that it was I who finally fulfilled my fantasy; I was the one in heaven. Ed told me that he'd be more than willing to get me off with a blowjob, but he had another idea that he thought I'd might enjoy. He suggested that he would suck me off, but instead of me cumming in his mouth, how about you cum in my hand and then you can watch me eat your cum? I had to admit, that idea got my cock even harder than it already was. Ed pulled my shorts down and put his warm mouth on my cock. I knew this wouldn't take long and I told him he'd probably need both hands cupped together to catch my load. Ed continued to mouth my cock until I told him that I was going to cum. He actually took my first spurt in his mouth and then allowed me to cum in his cupped hands. He told me how good my cum tasted as I emptied my balls into his hands. When I was finally spent, he brought his hands to his face and licked at it. He moaned as he brought his offering to me so we could share my cum load. We licked and sucked until my cum was all gone. Damn!