I'm a firm believer, that we have no more choice over what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table. PEACE...MILKER
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When the old pickup truck pulled up and the old man inside offered me a ride, I didn't even hesitate, as I pulled the door open and got in. I didn't hesitate because it was the same old man, that had picked me up hitchhiking 6 or 7 times before, when I had missed the last bus home and ended up hitchhiking.
The first 2 or 3 times, that he had picked me up, it had always ended the same. He would pull out a $5.00 bill and offer it to me. Offer it to me but only if I would pull my swimming trunks down and show him my young cock and balls, that were tucked-up inside of them. Actually he wanted to do more with my young cock, than just sit there and look at it. He wanted to play with it. He wanted to play with it until I had a boner, so he could lick and suck on it and for whatever the reason, I'd let him.
I knew that it wasn't right, wasn't right to let an older man play with my little cock and then suck on my boner, like that. But he wasn't hurting me, while he was sucking on it, so, I'd always end up letting him do it, just to get another $5 dollar bill. The last 2 times that he had me in his truck, he had even pulled his old man cock out and shown it to me. I was shocked, shocked by how really big it was and by how much thick, dark pubic hair, that it had down around the base of it. I don't know if he pulled my hand over to his cock or not. Or if I just did it my own. All I know is that one minute, I was just sitting there looking at it and the next thing I knew, I had ahold of it and I could feel the warmth of it in my hand and he was whispering, " That's it, that's it, play with it, play with it baby " and for whatever the reason, I did. Working it up and down slowly, as he just sat there and watched me do it.
" Oh shit, oh shit yes, that's it, work it, work it baby, work it."
I don't know how long I had been sitting there slowly pumping it up and down for him, when all at once he said, " That's it, that's it, Now kiss it." " Kiss the cock baby, kiss the cock." But even though I stopped pumping on it and looked down at it, I couldn't do it and that's when he got mad at me. He even tried to make me feel guilty because he had kissed and even sucked mine off before. So, once again, I bent down over his old, thick, swollen cock and tried to kiss the end of it but I couldn't.
This time was no different, as I climbed into the truck with the older man. As soon as he had me in the truck with him, he handed me the $5 dollar bill and then just sat there watching, as once again I slowly slid my swimming trunks down for him. Even I was embarrassed, as my young cock came into view. Springing straight-up and hard as a rock or at least as hard, as a young 13 year old boys cock can get. I was embarrassed because he hadn't even done anything to me yet and my cock was already hard, rock hard. Seeing it sticking straight-up like that must have done something to him to inside because he didn't even wait until he had taken me to his secret place. His so called, " secret place," where nobody could see us. He just reached over, took ahold of my young, stiff boner, jerked on it 5 or 6 times, bent down, kissed and licked softly on the end of it, before he raised back up and started driving again.
I couldn't understand why an older man, a much older man, would want to suck on and even eventually eat a young boys hard cock like that. But since he was paying me $5 dollars to let him suck on it and eat it, I'd let him. Why not? He drove over to the same little dirt road, that was inbetween the place he'd picked me up and my house, turned down it and parked. Neither of us said a word, as he sat there looking at my hard, young cock, that was still sticking straight-up, waiting for him to come and get it. There was no doubt in my mind, that he wanted it again and that it was just a matter of time, before he'd bend down over it and go down on it. Yes, go down on it and even eat it, like he was trying to get me to do to his but I didn't know that yet. Seeing my hard cock sticking straight-up like that must have finally got to him because all at once he let out the strangest little moan, bent down over it, slipped his warm, wet mouth, down over the end of it and started sucking. " Slurp...slurp, slurp...slurp, slurp...slurp." Sucking until he eventually had the entire length of my young, stiff boner in his mouth and I could feel his warm, soft lips, bumping, again and again, against the top of my little ball sac. If I said that watching his head bobbing up and down on my young cock like that, wasn't doing something to me, I'd be lying because it was. Even though I didn't know that much about sex, yet, I still found myself grabbing ahold of his head, with both of my hands and holding onto it, as I started pushing my young, hard boner up at him, working it up into his mouth, deeper and deeper and faster and faster. I was fucking him, fucking him in his mouth, just like he wanted me to do. I don't know how long I had been fucking him, fucking him in his mouth like that, when all at once he stopped sucking and jerked up off of it. I thought that he was mad at me about something I'd done wrong but then without saying a word, he reached into his shirt pocket, pulled out a $10 dollar bill and dropped it right there on the truck seat. Neither of us said a word, as he slowly slid his zipper down, reached in and pulled it out. Once again I was shocked, shocked at how really big and thick it was and how mean it looked. Yes, mean, it looked. I knew what he wanted, he wanted me to try and " Kiss it again," as he sat there working it up and down slowly, getting the tip of it wetter and wetter, with his shiny pre-cum. I kept looking at the old, crumpled-up, $10 dollar bill, that was still on the truck seat and then back over at his old huge cock, that he was sitting there, holding in his hand. I knew that all I had to do, to get the $10 dollar bill, was just bend down and kiss it, kiss the wet tip of it but I just couldn't.
" Come on baby, do it, kiss the cock and you can have the $10 dollar's."
" Come on, I won't tell, if that's what your afraid of, I promise."
I'm not sure what happened next. All I know was that when I heard him saying that, saying that he wouldn't tell, promising me that he wouldn't tell on me, something changed inside of me and made it alright for me to go ahead and do it.
I don't know if I just bent down over it or if he calmly reached behind my head and gently pulled me down to it. All I know is that one minute, I was sitting there, looking down at it and how swollen it was and the next thing I knew, his cock was right there in front of my face. I was so close to it, that I could see the liquid, the clear shiny liquid, his pre-cum, as it oozed slowly out of the little hole in the end of it, the little pee hole and then slowly worked its way down along the sides of it.
Even though I was whimpering and saying, " Nooo," as he pulled me down, closer and closer to it, he was still able to get the end of it up into my mouth and get me to taste it, before I could pull away from it.
" Come on, come on baby, do it. "
I couldn't believe how sweet his pre-cum was and I guess that that's what he was counting on. As he watched me slowly bending back down over it again, knowing full well what was about to happen, as I lost it and kissed it, actually kissed and touched it, with my tiny tongue.
" Agghhhhhhh, that's it, that's it, kiss the cock baby, kiss the cock." " Oh fuck yessss, again." " Do it again."
Even though I had kissed it, like he'd wanted me to and wanted to pull away from it, I couldn't. I couldn't pull away from it, because the taste of it was drawing me back down to it and before I could even stop myself, I was licking again and again, all over the swollen head. The red swollen head of his thick, red and pink, boner.
It was almost like my little tongue had a mind of its own, as it licked on and then circled the thick swollen head. All at once he let go of his hard cock, leaving it pointing straight-up out of his pants, so I could see his sweet pre-cum, as it ran down along the sides of it and he said, " The sides baby, the sides, lick the sides, get it all." And the next thing I knew, I was sliding my warm, soft tongue down along one side, all the way down to and into his dark, kinky, pubic hair, lingering there, if only for a moment and then slowly working my warm tongue back up the other side. I don't know what he was trying to say, as he felt my warm, soft tongue, licking and caressing on his warm, stiff boner. Circling the swollen head, before going up and down the length of it again and again.
I don't even know, how he got me to start sucking on it, all I know is that one minute he had me licking on the end and then the sides of it and the next thing I knew, I could feel the warmth of his boner in my mouth and that's when I knew that I had to do it, as he started to ease it in and out, slowly.
" Oh shit, Oh fuck yesss, That's it, Suck it." " Come on, come on hurry." " Hurry before someone comes along and ruins it."
I didn't really wanna suck on his old, thick cock but he had sucked on mine, sucked on my young, hard one, so, it was only fair that I suck on his, so, I did. My mouth had just barely been able to stretch down over the swollen head, on the end of it, it was that big. When I finally did get the end of it up into my mouth, it was so big, that he wasn't able to move it back and forth, very much. But what little movement he was able to do with it, was doing something down inside of me and he could tell it, by my breathing, as he tried to work it up into my mouth, deeper and deeper. It wasn't until he started moaning and groaning, that I finally understood what I was really letting an old man do to me, fuck me in my mouth. Fuck me in my mouth and use it, like it was a little girl's, tight little pussy. I don't even know how to explain what happened next. All I know is that one minute I was still kinda fighting it and the next minute a strange little moan came out of me, a moan that even I had never heard before and my mouth just relaxed and let him do it. When he saw that I wasn't going to fight it anymore, he let go of my head, leaned back against the door and just sat there watching me. Watching as my little head started to slowly bobb up and down on it, caressing it with my warm soft tongue, as my tight, little mouth went down on it further and further.
" Oh shit yes, I got's me a natural." " I got's me a Natural Born Cocksucker." " That's it, come on baby, suck that cock." " Suck that cock, like you and I both know, that you were born to do." " Agghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." " Oh yeahhh."
Slurp...slurp, slurp...slurp, slurp...slurp.
I don't know how far I was able to go down on it before he started screaming at me, " Easy baby, easyyyyyyyyyyyy." " Agghhhhhh, Nooooooo, Oh shit, I'm gonna cum."
Once again I jerked up off of it and started screaming, " Nooo, Nooo, Please don't do that." " I'll suck on it, if you still want me to but please don't do that to me."
Even though I was begging him not to cum, he grabbed ahold of my head again, pulled me back down to it and before I could even stop him, he had worked it back up into my mouth.
His cock was wet, so wet by then. Wet from my spit, wet from his clear, sweet, pre-cum, that had escaped my tiny tongue, as it had explored the entire length of it earlier, searching for even more, of it's wet, slimy sweetness.
Pretty soon the only sounds that were coming from the old pickup truck, were the little moans and groans that he was making and the little whimpers, that were coming out of me, as he got me to suck harder and harder on his warm, stiff boner.
" Oh fuck yesss, suck it baby, suck ittt."
Even I was embarrassed at all the little, Slurp...slurp, slurp...slurp, slurping sounds, that I was making on it, as he worked it up into my warm mouth, deeper and deeper. All at once he held real still and just as I was trying to say, " Nooo," his cock exploded and started spewing its warm white liquid, up into my mouth, as he held me down on it. He didn't care that I was screaming and trying to get away from it, as it jerked Once..." AGGHHHHH," Twice..." AGGHHHH " , Three times..." " AGGHHHHHHHHHHHH," "AGGHHHH," and he then he started screaming and moaning, " Eat it, Eat it, Eat it you little cocksucker," over and over, until finally he heard the little sounds that I was making on it.
" Gulp...gulp, gulp...gulp, gulp...gulp ", Gulping on it, Sucking on it, Swallowing and Eating it, as fast as I could. I couldn't believe how much of the pearly white liquid kept squirting up out of the end of it. Squirting up into my mouth again and again, until finally it stopped squirting but still kept oozing out of the little hole in the end of it.
" Oh yeah, my ball's, my ball's, milk my ball's baby, get the rest of it." " Oh yeah, that's it, squeeze um, pull um, milk um with your little fingers." " Gentlyyyyyyyyy, easy baby, easyyyyyyy, don't hurt um." " Oh yeah, that's it, milk um." " AGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,"...SQUIRT.
I don't know how long he held me down there, making me milk his warm, heavy ball sac, as he got me to suck on the end of his cock and made me eat it, as it slowly oozed out. All I know is that by the time he finally let me up off of it, that his once proud boner was gone and his warm cock was only 3 or 4 inches long now and just laying there, laying there like mine was, as we sat there. I couldn't look at him, as I reached down, jerked my swimming trunks back up and he drove me the rest of the way to my house. He knew that I was embarrassed, embarrassed about what he had just gotten me to do to him, suck on him and then eventually eat him, before he let go of me again. He didn't say anything to me, as he stopped the car in front of my house, yes, he knew where I lived by then and watched me, as I grabbed the $10 dollar bill up off the seat and pushed my door open.
As I headed up the walkway towards my house, still clutching on the crumpled-up $10 dollar bill that was in my hand, all I could think about was how strange his cum, pearly white cum had tasted. Tasted after his swollen cock had deposited it on my little tongue, before he pulled it back out of my mouth again. It wasn't a sweet taste, a sweet taste like his pre-cum had been, before that. It was bitter, really bitter and even chalky and salty, in some strange kinda way. It was a taste, a taste that I had no desire whatsoever, to ever taste again. But the feel of the old crumpled up $10 dollar bill in my hand, would change all of that. Because every time after that, when he'd pick me up hitchhiking and give me a ride home, it always ended up the same way, with him leaving me with the same bitter, salty, sometimes sweet, sometimes chalky taste in my mouth and another crumpled up $10 dollar bill in my hand, as he calmly drove away.