3 comments/ 68972 views/ 3 favorites Local Convention Connection By: curiousonesocal "I love my wife but..." I knew what he was talking about. I was in a Curious Married Men chat room, looking to possibly connect with married guy. My sexual encounters with men was very limited so far, but I knew I wanted to continue to occasionally meet up with guys who were looking for one thing, and one thing only, a blow job. When I was younger I was forced by a neighborhood bully to give him a blow job, and looking back at that repressed experience, it wasn't all bad. In fact it was exciting, being forced to my knees and forced to suck his 7 inch cock. He never mentioned it again, and I forgot about it for over 30 years. Now in my 50s, I want it again. Not to fall in love with a guy because I still love women. I want to simply walk in to a dark room, drop to my knees and do as I am told orally to please a guy. Anything oral. And that's the conversation I was having with Jim, a married guy from back east, visiting Anaheim for a 4-day travel agents convention. "I love my wife," he said on line, "but she no longer goes down on me. We still have great sex, but I miss her lips wrapped around my cock, and the feeling of unloading in her mouth. She used to be a great cocksucker, but that's all in the past." I told Jim I knew what he meant, that my ex-ife was formerly the worlds greatest cocksucker but she seemed to lose interest. "Do you want to see my picture?" asked Jim. I wasn't interested in what he looked like, or anything else about him. The only thing I was interested in was his cock. And to make sure he didn't want to suck mine. That gave me the assurance that he wasn't playing around with other guys. "I've never cheated on my wife, but I really need release and I don't know where to go." Minutes later I was in my car, headed to Jim's Hilton hotel room. I had asked him to take a shower and lower the room lights. I entered the hotel, took the elevator up to the 4th floor and walked to room 421. Under the door I spotted the edge of his plastic room key, the sign that he was ready for this. I let myself in to the dark room and found the bed, with Jim on lying on it. He was smoking a cigarette, it's orange glow helping me find my way in the room. I detest smoking but this was different. I was breaking other rules, so why not the smoking rule as well? I could tell he was as nervous as I was. I walked in, and dropped to my knees between his legs ready to suck cock. "Open my robe," he commanded, and I did. He wasn't wearing anything underneath. He was tanned from the summer, about 5'8", and a bit overweight, like me. But his body wasn't what I was interested in, it was his cock. "Kiss my balls boy." Suddenly, he had become dominant, and I did as he instructed. I kissed his fresh smelling, hairy balls, one at a time and I heard him moan his approval. Sucking a man's balls isn't a natural thing for me to do, but I enjoyed him telling me to do it and I had promised him anything oral. I felt little hairs in the back of my throat, but continued sucking, loving his balls. "That's it boy, work them into your mouth, but be careful, they're delicate." I did as instructed and started getting off on the idea that I was in a strangers room, on my knees, sucking his balls. What a great sensation I had just being here. I had to ask myself what in the heck I was doing, having just met Jim on line only an hour ago. I was working my way up to his cock when he stopped me. "You haven't earned the right to suck my cock yet boy." He rolled over, something totally unexpected to me, and spread his legs. "My wife used to eat my ass before getting to my cock, and I expect the same of you boy." I had kissed another mans ass in the past, but I had never stuck my tongue inside one. I wasn't sure if I wanted to get up and run or cross this line and explore something disgusting and new. "Lick it boy!" His sudden commanding voice took me by surprise. My tongue began licking and exploring his hairy ass, and got closer and closer to his hole and finally, entered his ass. It was warm, but not unpleasant. I started to eat it like a pussy, moving my tongue up and down, and noticed his soft cock had started to grow. It seemed like hours, but after about 5 minutes he rolled back around and in front of me was his 7 inch cock. It was hairy, like his balls and I loved it. I kissed his cock head lovingly, my hands roaming Jim's large belly and chest. "Worship it boy. That cock in front of you is all you need to focus on. Make it happy boy." I licked the head, taking the cock into my mouth, reaching his balls with my lower lip. Six inches is a perfect mouth full, but I had never realized that until now. Jim was rock hard and he started getting into my movements, back and forth, slowly, with my tongue licking the underside of his cock. For me, this was exactly what I wanted, a nice hard cock in my mouth. Jim seemed to enjoy it as much as I was, moaning his approval and encouraging me to keep sucking. What surprised me was his staying power. I was really getting into it and loving every minute of it, but my jaw was starting to get tired. He stayed hard, and I kept up my up and down movements. Suddenly, without notice, I felt his cock start to expand and his body seemed to tense up. I knew what was coming and although I wanted to swallow I also didn't want to swallow, so I started pulling his head off his cock. Jim grabbed the back of my head and forced it back down on his cock, and suddenly my mouth was filled with his hot, thick cum. I wasn't sure if I could swallow it, but another shot, and another shot fired into my mouth, leaving me no choice. I swallowed, and in the heat of the moment realized it wasn't so bad, so I attacked his cock, licking it and swallowing the next two shots before his body seemed to collapse. As I started to wipe my face and finish swallowing he said, "My wife never licked my balls or ass. You're the first. You're a great cock sucker and the biggest slut I've ever met. Now get out!" I wasn't offended. I walked away, just as I had planned knowing I had accomplished my goal of making him cum. 30 minutes later I was home reading my messages and found one from Jim. "Thanks for the blow job slut. It was great. I get to town about twice a year. I'd like to have you back for another blow job and more. I also mentioned your services to one of the other guys here at the convention. He's interested in using your mouth as well. See you later slut. There was one more message from a sender I didn't recognize. It simply said, Hilton. I opened it and started to read it.... "A friend of mine, Jim, said to E mail you and you would come over to suck my cock. When can you get here?" It was signed Dominick. Local Convention Connection Ch. 02 "A friend of mine, Jim, said to E mail you and you would come over to suck my cock. When can you get here?" It was signed Dominick. I had just returned from a great blow job encounter with Jim, and here was another guy wanting my services. I usually only suck a cock once every three or four months, but here was an opportunity to get a second one tonight. Suddenly I received an IM "Hello. Did you get my message?" "Yes, thank you for thinking of me." "When can you get over here?" I was lost in thought. I wasn't sure what to say when he sent another IM: "Anything oral, right?" I responded, "Yes, but I prefer not to kiss." "I want you to kiss my cock, not my lips. It's over 7 inches uncut and Jim say's you're a good cocksucker." He gave me his room number, and as if in a haze, I was back at the Hilton, taking the elevator up to the 7th floor. My first uncut cock was waiting for me. There, under the door was his room key and I used it to enter Dominick's room. The room was dark, and I suddenly realized I had never seen Jim's face earlier tonight, so he could have seen me enter through the lobby and I would never have recognized him. Dominick was standing, near his bed, wearing a white robe from the hotel. It was dark and I could just barely make out his figure. It was strange that I make out the robe but his body due to the darkness. "Over here cocksucker. Get on your knees in front of me and open my robe." He had an accent I couldn't place. I love dropping to my knees in front of a guy. I opened his robe and out popped a hard dark cock, hitting my face. From what I could see, his entire body was dark, like a deep dark tan with no tan lines. He wasn't black, but close I would guess. I started to take his cock into my mouth when he turned around and bent over. "Jim tells me you like to eat ass. Eat my ass cocksucker, and do a good job or else!" I enjoy being called a cocksucker, because I am a cocksucker. I couldn't believe Jim had told him that I ate his ass. I was embarrassed and not sure what to do. Fortunately, Dominick had a musky scent to his body, not freshly showered but not offensive either. I moved my face to his ass cheeks and he told me to pull them apart so I could get in close and stick my tongue up there. I did. He tasted much different than Jim had earlier tonight. "That's it, lick it deep. Stick your tongue up there. Oh that's great. No one has ever licked my ass. In my country even dog's don't lick an ass. You are truly a good slut like Jim said you were." In my country? I wondered where he was from. "Keep it up until I tell you to stop and move your tongue more. That's it. Keep going slut." My tongue was getting tired and fortunately he relented and told me to get up and lie on his bed. He removed his robe and his entire body seemed to disappear in the darkness. He straddled my head, a knee on either side of me and lowered his balls to my mouth. I automatically opened my mouth and tried to take his balls into my mouth, but they were huge, so I took one at a time, slowly licking them. "Love my balls cocksucker. No matter what happens here tonight, I want to know that you love serving my body." I did what he told me to, and started thinking of my situation here. His body was pinning me to his bed. He could smother me if he wanted to with his balls alone, but he seemed to be enjoying what I was doing. He seemed to be testing me for something. He lit a match and then lit what appeared to be a cigarette sized cigar. I caught a glimpse of his facial features, while sucking his balls, and realized I was with someone from the desert, possibly Iran, or Iraq. My eyes opened wide at that realization, and then the match was out and all I could see was the orange glow of whatever it was that he was smoking. I detest smoking and to make it worse, he blew his smoke into my face, but I looked up at him as if I was loving every second of my time with him. I must have hesitated sucking his balls, and he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into his crotch, and said, "Eat my balls!" I did as he said as he fed me his balls, one at a time. Finally he backed off and brought his cock to my mouth. "Bruce, you did say anything oral and I expect you to suck my cock. In my country, if we catch a man sucking another man's cock we behead the cocksucker and stick his head in the town square. If you don't do a good job sucking my cock, I may just do the same to you." I didn't need his motivation, but it did put the fear of failure in me. His cock seemed to be huge. He began fucking my face, slowly at first to make sure it fit in my throat, a new experience for me. Then he started using my face like a pussy, moving back and forth, and back and forth, picking up speed. I made sure I worked my lips and tongue around his cock. The sensation was tremendous and as scared as I was in this position I was also living a dream, serving a man as he commanded.\ "You suck cock better than any woman I have ever met. You must suck a lot of cocks to be this good." I shook my head no. How could I explain that I have only sucked four cocks, including his friend's before meeting his cock? I love sucking cock so much that it just comes naturally to me. His cock was starting to pump my mouth harder and harder, and his body stiffened. I had no choice this time, I had to swallow his cum. His first shot was so thick it surprised me. I had to swallow after every shot, or my mouth would have burst. I wanted to make sure I didn't miss a single drop of his cum. He left his cock in my mouth after he finished, letting it deflate. He slowly pulled it out nad I was able to take a breath and realized his cum tasted much different than Jim's earlier had tasted. Finally Dominick lifted himself off the bed. He walked towards his bathroom. "My friend Jim was right to tell me about you. You suck better than any slut I have known and you are the first man to suck my cock. I have many clients who visit here regularly, all married and all who have never experienced what I have tonight. May I have my friends and family contact you?" Two cocks in one night was a record for me. I was used to sucking one cock every couple of months. Now I was being presented with an offer to suck other strangers in the future. "Yes, I'll do whatever pleases you." "And you will do anything oral for my friends as well?" "Yes." "Good. In my country you would be put to death my friend, for what you just did. I am glad we are not in my country. Now leave me." I headed back to my apartment. I took a long hot shower and fell fast asleep. It wasn't until the next morning that I checked my E mail messages. Jim: Thanks for taking care of Dominick. He is in charge of our travel division and he approved of my choice for him. We have many clients that may need your services. They visit Long Beach and Anaheim often. We will contact you when we are ready for your mouth again slut. I will tell others about your talents. Local Convention Connection Ch. 03 It had been 2 uneventful months since I had met with Dominick and Jim, the travel agents visiting Anaheim for a travel convention. I had had two different guys in one night. Today, opening my E-Mail I found a note from Eric, with the subject: Dominick Sent Me. I opened it and couldn't believe my eyes. "Hello. My friend Dominick told me to contact you when I reached town. I am staying at the Best Western on PCH, visiting town for a convention this week. Dominick told me you have special oral talents and you're into providing service only, then you'll leave. I would like to hear from you so we can meet while I am in town." I couldn't believe it. Dominick had given my E mail address out to another complete stranger. What Eric didn't know was he was less than a mile from me. I had recovered from the night two months ago and my batteries were recharged to the point of needing to taste a man again. Would I? I wrote to Eric. "Thank you for your message. When are you available and what do you expect of me?" Two days passed with no response so I thought the guy had blown me off, no pun intended. Then I opened my messages after getting home last night. Meet Me! Was the subject line. "I expect you to suck my cock like a dog, and enjoy it." I sent him an E mail and he was on line, so we chatted. He told me to take a shower and gave me his room number, 212. I was there in 25 minutes. The key was under the door mat. This was no Hilton, mostly used by government types who are on a limited budget. It has a great bar with a lot of red necks, so I was a bit on edge as I slipped the key into the slot. The room was pitch black, but a voice from inside said, Enter! Another accent I couldn't place, but I slowly walked in anyway, not really knowing why. Another smoker. The room was filled with smoke as if he had been here all night, cooped up, waiting for me. I slowly walked along the wall feeling my way in until I felt his hands on my chest. He lifted his hands to my shoulders and forced me to the ground roughly. "Open my pants." I did. He had not showered recently, but the odor wasn't too strong. A musky scent filled my senses. His cock fell out and I could feel it with my hands. It was semi hard. "Suck dog!" I raised my lips to his cock head and kissed it. He shook me and said, Suck! I took his cock head into my mouth and did just that. His cock started to harden, a feeling I love. I took all of him, all the way to the back of my throat the first few times as I went up and down on his cock until it hardened, and then I realized I could only get about half of it in my mouth without gagging. He grabbed the back of my head and said, "ALL." I tried, but it was too big. Probably 8 to 9 inches, and thick with a huge head. I did my best, sucking nearly to his pubic hair finally, my throat aching from the beating it was taking. Then he lifted my head off his cock and positioned himself on his bed, lying down. "Stay on your knees, and suck balls." I did and found them to be huge and very hairy, as was his chest and legs which I discovered as my hands roamed his body. His balls had a stronger scent, and tasted bitter, but I didn't let him know that. I kept sucking as if I loved every single second of it. I was being used but actually I did love every minute of it. He raised his knees up high enough for his ass to come up off the edge of the bed. "Lick." I hate licking a man's ass, but I know how much it turns me on when a woman does it to me, so I dove in and kissed his ass, then started slowly licking his ass hole, sticking my tongue deeper and deeper each time. He had a strange flavor but I ignored it, breathing through my mouth so I wouldn't have to deal with scents. I don't know how long he kept me there, but my jaw was aching when he finally lowered his legs and his cock hit my face. "Suck!" I did... A sudden flash of light lit up the room, and, although it was on only a fraction of a second, I noticed the man I was sucking was about 45 years old, dark skinned, probably from a desert region, and very hairy. I also noticed the flash of light came from next to me. Another flash, and it seemed like I was blind. "Suck!" I went back to work on his cock, trying to figure out what was happening. Another and another flash. Someone was taking pictures of me sucking this man's cock. "American Pig! Keep sucking. Please me!" I did as I was told, sucking as if my life depended on it. It probably did. More flashes, then the person with the camera moved to a computer screen that lit up the room. I could see more of my surroundings, but I was focused at sucking the cock in my mouth... it seemed like I had been sucking it forever. Then the body suddenly stiffened, his cocked seemed to grow even larger in my mouth and I knew what was coming and knew I didn't want any part of it, so I slowly pulled my head off his cock only to have it grabbed by the back of my head and pulled all the way down his hard cock. I thought I was going to choke or gag but his cock suddenly erupted and shot a load straight into my stomach. As he started to pull out he unleashed two more blasts into my mouth, and I couldn't believe how hot and thick his cum was. Then he pulled out and finished by cumming all over my face, drenching me in more cum than I thought could possibly come from a cock. From behind me another couple of flashes. I was covered in cum, and had the spicy taste of it in my mouth and stomach. More humiliation as the photographer came around and shot some photos of my face with his friend's cum. Then he went back to his computer. I started to get up and was told, "Not yet my friend, you've only just begun." Then I saw my photos on the screen, on an internet site that I didn't recognize. The photographer stood up and opened his slacks up, and out came his even larger cock, already rock hard and ready for action. "Come here American slut and worship this cock. It is your God tonight. Be kind to it and it shall reward you well." He walked up to my face and I opened my lips automatically, accepting his cock as if it was a normal thing for me. "See, Dom was right, this slut loves to suck Iraqi cock. He is ours to use as we wish. He will serve us well." I was being used by the enemy. I was sucking cock, being forced, but for some reason I loved being degraded, forced to do it. "Suck my balls pig, and be careful, they are very full. They have not been emptied for nearly a month." I moved down his cock. I figured if I was being used I wasn't going to let them think they had me where I didn't want to be, so I took great pleasure in sucking his cock, and took each of his balls carefully, one at a time into my mouth. Feeling some of his hairs sticking in the back of my throat, I sucked and sucked and sucked, then returned to his cock. Unlike his friend, he didn't last long, and I was rewarded with another mouthful of hot, spicy cum. I drank every drop, not letting any spill out. It was the thickest load of cum I have ever had in my mouth, and the taste was disgusting, but I looked up at him as his friend took pictures of me and said, "You have the most delicious cum I have ever tasted." I was told to go. I got up to grab a towel to wipe my face off and felt a hand across the back of my head. "Go slut. Do not dirty our towels." I walked out of the room, down the stairs, across the lobby. I knew every eye in the place was on me, looking at my sticky cum covered face, but I didn't care. When I got home I left the cum on my face and checked my E mail. There was a message from Dominick... He said... Good job slut. My friends report you served them well. I will be sending more your way. Do not fear, they will not be a violent as the two you served this evening. That was simply a test. Attached to the E Mail was five photos showing me in action, sucking his friends cock and my face covered in thick white cum. I went to bed, still tasting the cum on my face and lips. What was next?