...true story...

When I lived in the midwest, I was alone for 6 months after my wife elected to remain on the west coast and follow me when her employment contract was up. During this period of forced bachelorhood I masturbated constantly to hard core porn videos. I became quite turned on and infatuated with facial cumshots, ie. guys spurting big loads on girl's tongues, mouths and faces. On many occasions I would jack off in front of a full-length mirror at the foot of the bed, and just as orgasm approached I would scoot my legs up on the headboard to position my erect cock to ejaculate directly into my mouth and face. At first I shot all over my face, forehead, chin, etc....but eventually I became a better shot, and directed most of my cum into my mouth, so I could enjoy the warm, soapy taste and consistency of my own semen on my tongue before swallowing it. It quickly became an acquired taste.

Prior to this period in my life, I rarely sucked cock and had never taken a cum load in my mouth....and then I only sucked off a very few good friends. Most guys I encountered sucked me for the most part. However, as my solitary masturbation orgies grew more intense, some lasting for hours, I found that my desire to perform fellatio and have cum spurted in my mouth and face increased. I think I wanted to emulate the girls on the screen. Unfortunately I had no friends or sex partners with which to act this out. Then one day...a light went on. I thought I found a solution to my dilemma. I had just contracted with a decorator to have window coverings installed throughout the downstairs of our condo. After I met him, (he was in his 50's) I had the sense that he might be gay, and a very likely candidate to approach.....but how?

After we concluded our deal, he called for an appointment for installation. I happened to be going out of town the day we selected, so I decided to set an interesting "trap" to see if I could tell him what I had in mind. I arranged a number of tell-tale indicators around the condo that only he would pick up on if he were indeed gay and so inclined. I left poppers and JO lub on the bedstand, cum-stained underpants/kleenex on the bathroom floor and more in the hamper, a hot video key'd to a great cumshot in the VCR (turned on with the counter at zero), a greased dildo in a half-opened drawer, and finally - I laid a very hard core gay magazine on the floor peeking out from beneath the bed.....in which I slipped a visible note that read something like, "If you're reading this, then you might be interested in getting together sometime to play. If so, please jot your thoughts on the reverse side and I'll cal! l you to when I return to pursue this". I also knew exactly where everything was, so if anything was moved I would know.

(I'll bet you're dying to know how this turned out)

I returned home 2 days later to absolutely gorgeous shutters, but that wasn't what I was excited about. Sure enough, everything had been checked out and moved, and the video had been played. But most importantly, the note had been answered on the flip side asking that I call ASAP. Apparently, he had brought his very young live-in partner, Kevin (who was in his 20's), to help install the shutters and the two of them had a grand time in my bed fucking and sucking to my video, etc (as they told me later), then drafting a reply to my note together. Needless to say, I was on the phone that night, and the three of us went out for a night on the town the following evening, where we enjoyed a gourmet dinner followed by a tour of all of the gay hotspots in town. I would have not known where any of these spots were otherwise.

We concluded our whilrwind evening upstairs in their master bedroom (which was quite elegant, as one would expect of a successful decorator). I stripped down to my underpants with a big erection poking straight out and leaned on the footboard while they sat facing me naked. My decorator friend broke the ice and crawled over to me, slowly removed my briefs, and started sucking me off. Kevin, the younger stud (and he was that), knelt in front of me and I played with his rock-hard 8-9" cock. Then I couldn't stand it any longer, and I wrapped my lips around that gorgeous penis of his and started bobbing up and down, as my cock was sucked down below. In short order Kevin announced that he was about to cum, so I pulled his cock out of my mouth and started jacking it off just above my outstretched tongue. He arched and groaned, and ejaculated. His first spurt hit me right in the ey! e....then my nose, then my chin, and finally into my open mouth. God, what a load this kid shot. My face looked like a glazed donut, and I couldn't see a damn thing out of my right eye. Then I came myself, but that seemed secondary compared to the facial I'd just received from Kevin. It was really intense! After cleaning up and resting, we went at it again about 30 minutes later, and I took both of their loads in my mouth...Kevin's spurts were almost just as strong as the first time. Ah, to be in my 20's again. He shot 3 loads in my mouth that night. I'll never forget that evening. It fulfilled every fantasy I'd built up those many months jacking myself off in my own bed. We had many more similar episodes just like that one before I moved back west, and it was this new chapter in my sexual development that turned me into a cocksucker and cum hound. Once you're hooked there ain't no going back!