Because We Can


Because We Can
A STORY OF AUTOFELLATIO

Not much is written about auto fellatio, but I have to tell you, my first eye-witness experience was one of the most memorable episodes of my sexual life. Right after I graduated college, I had a new job with a lot of promise, but the pay wasn't enough to support a great lifestyle. I was looking for a nice apartment, but I just couldn't afford what I wanted. I decided to get a roommate and rent a luxury apartment about a block from the historic Governor's Mansion in Sacramento. I wasn't at all promiscuous, but I did go out dancing at Earnie's Other End and the 21 Club. It was the beginning of the AIDS crisis and if I did anything sexual with a guy, it was mutual masturbation. Not too many guys were interest in that, so I spent a lot of time beating my own meat.

My new roommate, Jon, was a guy I had gone out with a few times, but on those occassions, we both went home alone. Jon wasn't someone you would kick out of bed, either. Jon was about 6'3", blond, lean, tan, and very strong. Don't get the idea I wasn't interested in him, he was very smart, a sweet guy, very funny, and in my eye he had a perfect body. When we went out together he always attracted a lot of attention, so I guess I wasn't the only one that thought he was gorgeous. I kidded him about it, but he said they were all using him to get to me. I loved him for saying that. I thought he wasn't interested in me, and I figured if he was interested, he would want to fuck, suck, or get kinky like all the other guys I went out with. We had never talked about our sexual interests and I was addicted to masturbation so it didn't much matter anyway.

One Saturday, soon after we had both moved into the new apartment I was headed out the door to the Lucky Supermarket on L Street. "Need anything from the store," I asked.

"Yeah, let me go with you," he said.

When we arrived at the grocery market, we both took shopping carts and went our own way. We met up at the meat counter. "I could really go for a good steak," he said.

"Me too. Let's celebrate the new apartment with a real sit-down dinner. Let's get a filet, some good wine, and set the table with candles," I suggested.

"Sounds like a romantic dinner to me," he said, cautiously.

"No, I didn't mean it that way. We have a fabulous apartment and once-in-awhile I like to have a nice dinner and set the table with candles and flowers. Sometimes I do it when I'm alone. I'm NOT trying to seduce you."

"OK. I'll get the steaks and the wine, you get the candles and flowers," he said.

By the time we finished dinner, we had finished the wine, too. I started to clean up the table, but Jon pulled out another bottle of wine.

"Sit down and have another glass," Jon said. I rarely drink any kind of alcohol, but the first glass of wine must have lowered my inhibitions enough to have a another glass. "So why are you 'NOT' trying to seduce me," he continued. "Most guys are attracted to me."

"Oh yeah, you're attractive. You're drop dead gorgeous. I just thought you were'nt interested in me. We've had a lot of opportunities to get together, but you never made the move. Anyway, most guys aren't into the same thing as me, sexually, I mean."

"Really? Are you into something kinky," he asked.

"Well, if you promise not to tell anyone, I just like to masturbate. I prefer doing with another guy, but I just do it alone most of the time," I confessed.

"No kidding! I'm into that too. Why do you think I go home alone all the time? I agree. It's best watching another guy jacking off, but what turns me on even more is being watched when I beat off." A gigantic tent was building in Jon's shorts. It was so big he couldn't hide it, but he didn't seem to be trying to hide it anyway.

"It looks like you are getting horny right now. Are you ready for a closeup," I asked, hoping he would say yes.

"Just call me Norma Desmond," he replied. Obviously he liked old movies, too. "Let's do it in my room," he said. "The old troll across the street likes to watch, too."

Jon was naked by the time we reached his bedroom. He was more beautiful than I had ever imagined. He had a dark tan except his butt was lilly white and his pecs and arms were perfectly formed especially his triceps. He was really very muscular, but being so tall, it just didn't show when he was wearing clothes. Clothes didn't do his cock any justice either. I knew he was well hung because he always sported a nice basket, but holy shit, his cock was over nine inches and uncut. Looking at his cock really turned me on. It had everything I like about a cock, especially the mushroom head and the big blood vessles bulging out all around it. He had amazing balls, too. His ball were huge and hung down several inches from the base of his cock.

Jon tossed the pillows aside and sat on his bed, leaning against the headboard. I moved a chair to the end of the bed so we could watch each other without me being in view of the open window. Jon tossed me a bottle of Lube and I filled my palm with it and started slowly stroking my erect cock.

"You want some of this," I asked.

"I don't need lube. I've got a lot of skin and one of the juiciest cocks you ever saw," Jon said, putting a drop of pre-cum on his finger and then putting it in his mouth. "Have you ever tasted your own cum?

"No, I never tried it. It would taste like lube anyway. But it's hot watching you do it. I just about shot my load when you did that," I said, hoping he would do it again. When he didn't respond, I just blurted it out, "do it again."

My mouth must have been hanging open when he smiled at me and then squeezed the foreskin. About a tablespoon of pre-cum gushed out onto the palm of his hand. Jon held up his hand so I could get a good look at how much there was, then in one stroke he licked the entire wad onto his tongue and swallowed it.

"I love eating my own cum," he said. "Have you ever jacked off in your own mouth?"

"I don't think I can. Does it really taste good," I asked, curious and very turned on.

"My cum is the sweetest cum on earth. I read a book about how to make your cum taste sweet. I'll bet you could cum in your own mouth if you wanted." Jon said and then paused for a minute as if he was coming to some kind of inner decision. "Would you like to see something I bet you've never seen before?"

"You continue to amaze me...and turn me on. It'll be hard to beat the first act."

"Move your chair over here by the side of the bed," Jon said, moving to the middle of the bed. "Watch this," he said, and he threw his legs up in the air over the top of his head. He was so limber, his knees landed by his ears and his stiff cock was pointed directly at his own mouth. His balls slapped against his face and he reached up and pushed them out of the way. I watched, amazed as he puckered his lips and sucked his own cock into his mouth about half way down the 9 inch shaft. He opened his mouth and let the pre-cum drip off into a big puddle on his perfectly formed chest.

"Well... what do you think," Jon asked.

I started to answer and then realized I had completely stopped breathing. I gasped and took a deep breath. "That's the most amazing thing I have ever seen! That is so hot," I said, moving to sit on the edge of his bed. "How did you learn to do that? How long have you been doing it? What was the first time like? Have you ever shown anyone else? Can I take a picture of you doing it?" I had a thousand questions.

"First, I learned accidentally. I've been doing it for about 4 years. I was a gymnast in college and had to do a lot of leg stretching exercises. One day when I was stretching, I was really horny and had a hard on and realized I was poking myself in the eye with my own dick. I thought about it for the rest of the day and that night I tried to see if I could actually suck myself. It was really easy for me. It was like a double pleasure. I like sucking cock and I like getting sucked, so it's twice as gratifying. I told my dorm mate about it, but he thought it was gay. Well, I am gay, but I see it as just another way to masturbate. I don't tell very many people because I am afraid of their reaction, but I love to show off for any willing audience.

"You can show me anytime," I said. "Do you ever suck yourself off?" Jon leaned over and gave me a deep kiss, then tossed his legs into the air again and resumed sucking his cock. I reached down to resume jacking off and realized I had already shot my first load when Jon surprised me with his amazing parlor trick. My cock was still rock solid and cum is the best lubricant so I kept stroking.

A minute later Jon lowered his legs and opened his mouth to show me a huge load of cum on his tongue. He started to laugh, then closed his mouth and swallowed. He leaned over and gave me another deep kiss. Jon was a great kisser. He didn't use his tongue so much as he had a way of "swapping air" by deep breating in and out of my lungs. I was so turned on, I shot another load.

"You know almost anyone can do this with a little know-how," Jon said. "If you want to try it, I can help you train for it. If, not, next time we do it you can help me."

"How can I help?"

"Just watching me is the biggest help, but I really like to have my balls tickled while I'm doing it."

"Oh man, I'll watch any time," I said excitedly. "And I'd love to tickle those big balls. Those are the biggest, lowest hanging balls I've ever seen. They must be hanging at least five inches. I bet your ball bag is at least a foot around ."

"Yeah, actually, it's more than a foot. If you want, tomorrow night, I'll show you how I can stick my balls up my own ass. And if you're real good to me, I'll let you watch me fuck myself."

"Having you for a roommate is going to save me a fortune on renting porno. I wish we had done this the first time we met," I said.

Jon leaned over and gave me another erotic kiss. "You know your dinner really was romantic, and it worked," he said. "I may be sexually self-contained, but I am falling in love with you." I gave him a big, long, hug and fell asleep in his arms. That was the night I moved into his bedroom. Over 20 years later, I still share his bedroom, but now it is in a Hollywood Hills mansion with big windows in the bedroom so our perverted neighbors can watch us as we both suck our own dicks.