I Swear I'm Not Gay - a story
Date: 10/11/2017, Categories: First Time, Gay, Hardcore, Author: smilinwillie2001, Source: xHamster
Okay I did not originate this story. I copied it from a fellow named Nathan Butler on a site that specializes in erotic stories. But it got me so worked up, so into the fantasy, that I had to copy and paste it. This story really speaks to how much I feel like I've become cock obsessed. I want this to happen to me. "Cum in my mouth. Yeah, shoot your load in my mouth. Let me swallow your cum" I repeated to myself as I jerked my cock rhythmically. The movie on the screen showed a guy sucking cock and swallowing cum. I had edged my 6" cock multiple times and was sitting at my computer table muttering to myself in bliss when I looked up. Jake, a guy from my office, was standing in the doorway of my bedroom with his phone held in front of him. "You really like that gay blowjob shit, huh." Jake asked, nodding at my screen. He continued. "I guess you didn't hear me come in?" Startled out of my trance, I looked at him with a surprised and then confused look on my face. From the back of my mind I remembered that my boss had told me he would have someone drop off a prototype I needed for my project. I work from home and had forgotten. But here was Jake. In my house. IN MY ROOM! Filming me! WTF? In my house? How long had he been there? "What the fuck are you doing in my house?" I asked. Jack pinched his fingers on his screen and I realized he was zooming in either on the screen or on my cock. "Dude! What the fuck?" I yelled as I scrambled ... to ex out of the video (currently showing a close up of a guy getting copious amount of cum shot into his mouth), inadvertently leaving open the site with a whole selection of gay cocksucking videos. Jake's eyes seemed to be focused on my cock while his arm moved the phone from the screen to me. "I was dropping off the R4 prototype we just printed for you. I knocked. The door was open. I heard you say to 'Come on up' - or something...". He snorted. "I guess you were saying to "Cum in your mouth instead." He laughed. "My bad." Angrily, I got up and started toward him. "STOP FUCKING FILMING ME - YOU PEEPING FUCKING -" Jake jerked out his arm in a police like gesture. "SIT YOUR ASS DOWN RIGHT NOW!" "Unless you want this video sent to your wife immediately. This video of you begging the interwebs for cock." This stopped me. My wife didn't really know about this fetish of mine. She was a devout Baptist and would be severely bothered. I was screwed. "SIT THE FUCK DOWN!" commanded Jake. Now I'm not small but I'm not a big guy either. Jake was probably 6' 2" and, I noticed now, in great shape. Typical of his generation, he was wearing flipflops, shorts, and a tee shirt. I sat back down in my computer chair, now suddenly very aware of my nudity. My cock didn't seem to mind though. It was still hard as a rock. "Dude, what the fuck? Why are you doing this? You're a Fucking psychopath. Stop filming me!." I said. ...