Motel Cocksucker

How I ended up in the situation I'm in is a story by itself.

First a little background.

I'm a 40 year old bi-male.

6ft, 180 lbs, fit and considered handsome.

When I was 18 an older man forced me to suck his cock in a porn theatre.

It was a weird experience because going there to suck cock was not my intention.

After that incident I carried on with my life, but would often think back on that experience as I got older.

I began fantasizing about it in my thirties and it became my number one masturbation fantasy.

Me in an adult porn theatre on my knees bobbing up and down on strangers cocks and eating cum.

I remember how warm and soft the mans penis was as I was sucking.

He came big and I spit it out, something I would never do now.

I started seeking out men on Craigslist when I was about 35 to satisfy my hunger for cock.

That was the beginning of my life as a cocksucker.

My job involved quite a bit of travel, mostly by car.

I would plan my route so that I could stop at cruising areas.

Truck stops, washrooms, cruisy forests etc...

This all led to an encounter that changed my life.

I was just returning from a 4 day business trip in my car.

It was getting late and although I was only an hour from home I decided to seek out a motel to spend the night.

I came across this motel in the middle of nowhere.

Paradise hotel was displayed on a weathered sign.

It looked a little seedy, but I was tired and needed some rest.

I proceeded to the office to check in, by that time it was almost 11pm.

There was nobody in the lobby and I didn't see a bell or anything, but noticed a light coming from another room.

I went to investigate.

The door was slightly ajar, but to my surprise I saw an older man sitting at a desk with his pants down masturbating.

He looked to be about 60, maybe 5,10 225.

He did have a large cock, I knew that for sure.

So I decided to go back out and re-enter again making more noise.

I proceeded to do so and sure enough he had heard me and came out to the front counter.

I told him I wanted a room for the night and he gave me some forms to fill out.

That is when I noticed that he hadn't done up the zipper on his pants.

He probably was in such a hurry to get to the counter he had forgotten.

I could tell by the bulge in his pants that he hadn't finished the job on himself either.

At one point I looked over and noticed that his cockhead and part of his shaft had worked their way through the opening.

I tried not to stare, but found myself glancing that way quite often.

Every time I looked over, more of his cock was protruding out of his pants.

I'm sure he could tell I was intrigued or he would have packed it away quickly.

After a moment of awkward silence he broke the ice and asked:

Do you like it?

How do I even answer that? He was the prototypical man I usually search for on Craigslist who's cock I like to suck.

Older ✔️

Beer belly ✔️

Big ✔️

Large veiny cock ✔️

Low hanging balls ✔️

Yes I do Sir, I replied.

I don't really know why I called him Sir, I guess I was just checking to see if he was dominant.

Strange thing about me is that in real life, I'm the strong confident leader type, but part of me wants to surrender to dominant verbal men and do as I'm told.

Maybe it's a balance thing.

Why older guys?

I think that is a Daddy thing.

Also maybe because older cocks have a history.

They have been shooting cum in mouths and asses for quite some time.

A veiny cock with a set of low hanging balls usually is a sign that a cock has worked hard for many years and pleasured many orifices.

Sometimes when I'm kneeling in front of a stranger I wonder how many mouths his cock has been in?

50, 100, 500?

Was it in someone else's mouth today already?

How many assholes has it fucked.

Happiness to me is being naked on my knees with a strangers cock in my mouth.

Feeling dirty and being humiliated is what I crave.

The man I now know as Dave then asked me if I enjoyed sucking cocks.

Actually it's my favorite thing to do, but I didn't want to seem to eager.

He then invited me into the back room.

I did as he asked and followed him.

Once there he pulled down his pants and showed me his beautiful cock and balls.

Then he slowly came over to me, put his arms on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees.

His cock was fully erect and just inches from my face.

I could feels it's warmth emanating from the cockhead.

At least 8 inches was waiting to gain entry to my mouth.

I wasn't going to do anything until I heard my favorite command.

Then they came, the two most beautiful words in the dictionary:

Suck It!!!

I was in heaven, but where to start?

Usually, I start with little kisses and licks and move down the shaft to the balls.

His balls were magnificent, hanging a good 2 inches from his body.

I took them both into my mouth at once and began sucking them.

At this point he asked if he could take some pictures of me sucking him.

I had let other men do the same, so I agreed.

I posed nicely for him and he took some pictures of me with his balls in my mouth, me licking his cockhead, sucking him and one with his cock burried in my throat.

I was truly enjoying myself.

He wasn't overly aggressive, but very firm and verbal which I really like.

He really got me going when he called me a dirty cocksucker.

I do my best work when I'm being verbally abused.

I began sucking him really hard and he grabbed my head and fucked my face hard.

I was playing with his balls with one of my hands and when I felt them tighten I knew what was coming.

He pumped his cum into my mouth, then pulled out so a few ropes would cover my face.

A few more pictures, one with his cum on my tongue and one of the facial were taken.

Then the command to swallow.

How humiliating, I love it!

I then thanked him for offering me his beautiful cock to suck and went to my room.

Im happy to suck a guy off only once, part of the fun for me is hunting down these strangers in order to suck their cocks.

When I'm kneeling naked on my knees in front of one I appreciate how much work it is to make it happen.

The next day, I got up and drove home.

A few days later received an email from Dave at the motel:

Hey Cocksucker

I own you now!

Remember those pictures I took of you?

If you don't do as I say, I will publish them.

I want you to work at the motel two nights a week servicing some of my guests.

Do as I say or else.

Dave

How could I be so careless as to trust a random stranger?

I was in shock, but had no choice but to comply.

It turns out that he was blackmailing a few other cocksuckers and pimping them out to his motel guests.

Little did I know that many of the motels guests would stay there because some of the rooms included free sex and kinks for those that knew the deal.

There is actually a small box labeled service requests that knowing clients use to request certain services.

It's like a sex menu they fill out and deposit in the box.

Tomorrow is my first night at the motel, I don't know what awaits me.

I'll have to keep doing this until I find a way out.

To be continued.