Chapter 2

The previous incident had happened on 8th May, 2023 and it had scared me. Had I been raped? Filmed? Caught something? It was constantly on my mind and I did not meet men for some months afterwards, and even my wife noticed my lack of sexual attentions.

But deep inside I kept reliving it, and the wave of desire kept growing. I was very aware of a space inside of me that needed filling. Was this how women felt? In August the wave broke in a tremendous rush and I had to have cock again.

August 20th saw me on my knees sucking the large cock of a large silverhaired man of over 60, while he told me exactly what he thought of me.

I had found him at an old cruising spot I used to go regularly. I didn’t care who was there, I just needed to suck cock. He was there in his car waiting for someone like me to come along and relieve him.

As I sucked him I imagined him bending me over his car and fucking me like his little whore, but it wasn’t to be and I took his load in my mouth.

I didn’t want to offer. I wanted to be taken.

I went back the very next week and found him there again and once again I had my mouth around his cock as he spoke to me in ways that drove me to suck harder and empty his balls down my throat.

Afterwards I stayed and chatted for a while which was very unusual for me. Normally after taking a load I would vanish quickly, but I felt like I wanted to stay with this man for a while longer. I asked if he was into fucking, but he told me that he just liked getting his cock sucked but said that I sounded like “a right little cock slut”.

He would usually park up in that spot on a weekend and make some online posts to see if anyone turns up.

He also said he’d mention me to anyone else who seemed interested.

I left knowing that I’d be able to find him again when the urge came. I normally preferred to suck different men anonymously, but I wanted his cock in my mouth again. I didn’t know why.

I went back on August 30th, but he wasn’t there. I waited in my car for a while until someone turned up, but it was another sub bottom waiting for a top. In the end we chatted about experiences and what we liked, he showed me some porn and I let him suck me, but I’m much more comfortable when I’m getting the cock. I left disappointed.

September 4th no one was there again, but my craving was strong. I Drove to another place a bit further out, but typically the only men there were again bottoms waiting for tops. Decided to sit it out and watch the comings and goings.