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I want to try sucking a cock so bad! I am near Eureka,Ca and can come to you. Please be clean and disease free......

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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The next day, all that happened was two friends just sitting and talking and, at one point, I asked him if he felt like sucking my dick and he said, "Nope - not one bit. What the fuck is going on with this?"

"I don't have a clue," I admitted. "But if this really bothers you, we don't have to get high together, ya know? We can still hang out and all that."

"It doesn't really bother me - well, it does - but because I can't explain it and you're the smartest guy I know and you can't explain it!" he said. He eventually left and I didn't see him for almost two weeks and in that time I tried to find out if weed could remove someone's inhibitions like booze could but there wasn't much information at that time; people got high and either had sex or they didn't but I suspected that really good weed could remove inhibitions... because nothing else made sense.

We run into each other again and, yup, he's got some Gold... but this time, he said, "I want us to get high together... because I haven't sucked your dick in two weeks... and I need to. Still don't know it's just you - I just know I need to unless you ain't okay with it."

"Whatever happens, happens," I said. We go back to his place, fired up a joint and, yep, he practically tackled me to the floor and wound up breaking the zipper on my pants so he could get at my dick; we're going at each other in a frenzy and I could hear him muttering to himself, "This dick is so good!" right along with "I don't know why I gotta suck his dick!"

I still couldn't figure it out. Later, I talked to some of our other friends we'd get high with and discretely asked how our friend behaved when he was one-on-one with them and none of them said that he did or said anything unusual other than getting high and being all mellowed out. It got stranger and stranger in my mind because I couldn't explain his fixation on just sucking my dick, even after asking him - while we weren't high - how he felt about me... and nothing he said lent itself to why he had to blow me when we smoke the good shit.

Never the mediocre shit and never when we were just drinking. Introduce some Red or some Gold and it was a given we'd spend the majority of our time together sucking each other dry and raw. I'd compare this with the other times I'd hung out with guys (in particular), we got all fucked up, and dicks wound up being sucked and even recalled one time where a bunch of us hooked up, got smoked up, and the only guys not sucking dick were him and I - we both just sat and watched the other guys.

But when it just was just the two of us and some damned good weed? Very intense cock sucking happened and I eventually chalked it up to his brain just operating very differently even though I really didn't understand it. He never wanted to fuck or be fucked - that had been cleared up early on in this and once, I asked him to try to blow me when he wasn't high - and he couldn't even touch my dick.

Just one of those weird things that defied explanation and something that I've never seen again in anyone...[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]So I asked and his reply baffled me when he said, "Huh - I really don't know! It just popped into my head that first time and that was the first time I ever did some shit like that!"

Okay, I could accept and understand that and once more, chalked it up to smoking some damned good weed... but I wanted to test something because, me being me, I couldn't shake the thought about how unusual this was and more so after he revealed that the only time he sucked dick was when the two of us got high. I made plans to get my favorite dealer and a guy I knew only sold high quality weed, got a whole ounce of his best shit, and invited my friend over that weekend.

And almost on cue, we finished that first joint and spent the rest of our time together in my bed and sucking on each other like tomorrow wasn't gonna show up. Once we both got to the point where, once again, we couldn't get it up, he had this... look on his face that made me ask him what was wrong and if he was okay.

"I don't know why I like sucking your dick when I get high," he said. "I don't even think about it when I'm not high and when I get high with other guys, I'm not thinking about it then, either. Just with you... do you know why?"

"I sure as hell don't," I said. "I was hoping you knew, not that I'm complaining, mind you."

"Shit... I didn't even know you were down like that," he said. "And I think I didn't care if you were or not; all I knew was I wanted to suck your dick - I had to."

"So, let's try something," I said. "Come by tomorrow - we're not gonna smoke - and let's see what happens."

"Okay," he said and I thought he agreed quickly because he really wanted to know more than I did.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]Back in the day and when many of us discovered the marvels of smoking weed, there was this one guy I knew who not only got the best weed - Colombian Red or Acapulco Gold - he displayed an unusual behavior: He always wanted to suck my dick when he got stoned.

The first time he asked if he could blow me, I didn't think much about it - we were both pretty fucked up and, as I barely recall, we never finished the joint. We're flying high in the friendly skies, kicked back and listening to Herbie Hancock's "Chameleon" when he turned to look at me, smiled and said, "Hey... lemme suck your dick!"

And I said, "Sure, okay..." slipped out of my pants and underwear and he gave me an amazing blow job and, not to be outdone, I gave him one. We didn't roll or smoke another joint but we did spend a lot of time sucking each other off until neither of us could get it up again.

It wasn't until the next day that I reflected on that moment, chalked the whole thing up to being seriously stoned, and just dropped it. I'd known this guy for years and as far as I knew, wasn't into this and it was puzzling because I'd seen him drunk as a skunk and nothing like that ever happened.

The next time, we're at his place, smoking some Red and he didn't even ask me if he could blow me; he just got up, came over to me, pulled my dick out and went to work and the part of my brain that wasn't stoned was trying to tell me something but, uh, I wasn't really listening and the next thing I knew we were both on the floor and I had his very nice 7" dick in my mouth and sucking it until he gushed a pretty big load and one that almost got away from me.

But this time, I had "written" myself a note to ask him about this, not that I was complaining about it but, yeah; there's a guy I know - or thought I knew - that liked to suck cock when he smoked weed so asking him about it just made sense to me.[/FONT][/SIZE]

4 years ago when my wife and I opened up to each other and opened our marriage to others it has been an awesome experience. Although I know she regularly entertains men when I am away traveling, but yesterday was the 1st time that I came home to find her legs spread on the bed getting drilled, his hairy ass pumping as hard as he could his fat hairy balls slapping her ass. I recognized him from our swinger group but not wanting to interrupt their party I let them finish, however that took awhile and as they played I couldn’t help but get hard and stroked my cock. After some after sex play, she licked his cock clean.

For some reason this encounter was a huge turn on for me, and after I announced my presence they both smiled and said so how much did you see, everything, I didn’t want to interrupt and have you lose the moment. With the wife still holding his dick she motioned for me to come over and she guided my head between her legs and I ate her creampie. It wasn’t long before I was pumping a hot load into her. I turned around on my back she on top I’m licking her pussy as he once again guides his massive dick deep into her honey hole, he slowly at 1st worked his cock as I licked and teased his balls. Her pussy was a sloppy mess as she now had 2 loads in her and my face was covered in cum. And he got aggressive grabbed her hips and pounded the hell out of her and having a front row seat to this pounding she has a hold of my cock screaming fuck that pussy, don’t hold back fuck me harder. The sounds, smells and tastes of this encounter was simply awesome and I thought, I have no regrets opening our relationship to others.

So so could you swingers handle coming home and finding your wife getting drilled, and how would you feel about it knowing she is doing this without you there?

Sug pula

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]“I didn’t know,” he managed to say once we both re-learned how to breathe and talk.

”Me either,” I said. “You’re very good.”

”Thanks - it was my first time,” he said and I do believe that had it been light, I would have seen him blush.

”Huh?” I asked - I was stunned although once I had a few seconds to think about it, I shouldn’t have been. Still, up until this moment, I found out something about someone I thought I knew very well.

”Was it your first time?” he asked - no need for me to lie and told him that it wasn’t.

”My first time happened a very long time ago,” I said and I could feel myself blushing.

”Hmm - anyone ever tell you that you put most women to shame?” he asked.

”A few times,” I replied. “But I have a million questions!”

”I only have one,” he said.

”What’s that?” I asked.

”Can we do this again? Like now?”

We wound up moving the coffee table and getting onto the floor so we could 69 - and after he had asked, “Is there a way we can do this together?”

One hell of a party... and the after-party wasn’t shabby at all...[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Except I knew I wasn’t dreaming because I was waking up... and my dick was still being gently but insistently sucked. My eyes fluttered open and I looked down to find Dave slurping away on me and I was shocked because I had no idea he was even like that.

I’m not ever sure why he never noticed that I was awake but in his defense, he was paying attention to what he was doing and not watching me; part of me wanted to ask that stupid “What are you doing?” question that, duh, you can’t stop from asking... and another part didn’t want to disturb him but, yeah, the stupid part won and I said quietly, “What are you doing?”

I expected him to jump up and be all embarrassed but he looked at me, blinked, and stopped sucking on me long enough to say, “Something I’ve been wanting to do for years so, hush - lemme finish this and we can talk.”

And I hushed, marveling over how someone I’d known for years kept this hidden from me and how good he was blowing me and like this wasn’t anything new to him.

A few moments later I said, “I gotta cum...;” weird development or not, you still warn the person sucking your dick and he kinda nodded and kept sucking me until I cut loose.

He released me, looked up at me, and smiled before saying, “I’ve been wanting to suck your cock for years.”

”Why didn’t you just ask?” I asked; he responded by shrugging and I understood that non-answer.

”You’re not mad, are you?” he asked.

”No, but if you don’t let me suck your dick, I will be mad,” I said - and I was surprised that my response surprised him but, okay, maybe he never thought about that?

We kinda switched places and I went down on him, still surprised that I’d seen him naked so many times but had never wanted to blow him... and now I was. I’d have to say that, perhaps, he’d been super-hyped about sucking me because it didn’t take long at all for his cock to swell - then start pumping spunk into my mouth and he was delicious.[/SIZE][/FONT]