100% true story…
He was 22, college guy from the country. He had a great cock, trimmed down there (but had a little hair), massive balls (shaved). We met on Sniffies and he said this was his first time doing anything with a guy… I ended up sucking him in a parking lot.
He acted so chill, taking out his cock as soon as I got in the vehicle. It didn’t take long to get him hard. The first time I went as deep as possible on his cock, he moaned in delight as his cockhead hit the back of my throat. I then pushed myself further down, getting that last little bit against my throat, the wall of my throat straining as his cock began curving down my throat. He then suddenly grabbed my head and forcibly applied even greater pressure, trying to enjoy it for himself even more.
I love how my efforts weren’t enough for him, and how he had no problem pinning my head down in order to get more pleasure for himself.
When I went back to sucking his cock like normal, he now felt he could do whatever he wanted, and roughly grabbed my head, aggressively pounding his cock down my throat, pumping my head back-and-forth, slamming his cock hard against my throat each time… with each pump/thrust, he would force me to go down as deep as possible, slamming his cock hard against the back of my throat… then pulling my head up, only to force me back down again… So rough… I love how unfazed he was by all of this. He couldn’t care less for me, my suffering didn’t even enter his radar.
Sometimes, when I would try to take a break from the throat pounding, His grip would force me to keep going because he wasn’t done yet. It was clear he would decide when I could take a breather.
I was SO turned on by how entitled this guy acted. He was so unfazed by all of this, using my mouth like it was the natural and expected thing to happen. This 22-year-old was abusing my throat and expecting me to take it. I was just a fag that who is purpose was to serve him. He knew he could get away with using me, treating me however he wanted. (I know this story doesn’t exactly advance the gay rights movement, lol). I just couldn’t get over how, despite being younger, he had absolutely no reservations about abusing my throat or giving me any type of respect.
Anyway, back to the story. I eventually went to work on his massive balls. It was a struggle to fit them both in my mouth, but he loved it. The guy would grab my head and force it HARD against his balls, my face buried in his nuts, making me unable to breathe.
He never asked if he was being too rough or not… Just doing what he wanted and expecting me to take it.
Just when he was about to shoot his load, he grabbed my head and forcibly held me down, jamming his cock against the back of my throat… But at first he didn’t come… I stayed down on his cock, trying to bring him over the finish line, flexing my throat. But there was nothing. So I tried lifting my head to take a breath, but he very, very forcibly shoved my head back down and held me in place. A couple seconds later I tried again, but he applied even greater force in pushing me down and forcing his cock against the back of my throat… I was running out of air and starting to squirm, but I wanted to give him the best orgasm possible. I was dying for air, but he still pressed my head tight against his crotch… When I was able to lift my head a little to breathe, I could taste his cum in my mouth, so I went back down so he could finish his orgasm. I suffered for as long as I could, allowing him to empty his balls in me.
I fucking loved his sense of entitlement/superiority. This 22-year-old had no problem forcing my head down so I couldn’t breathe, keeping me there in place just so he could enjoy a good orgasm… he was determined to maximize his pleasure, and sure as hell wasn’t going to let me get in the way of it.
As soon as he came and his cock started to soften in my mouth, he grabbed my head and threw me off of his cock, towards the passenger seat, discarding me. The vibe was “I’m done with you, you can go now”
I love how he aggressively threw me off his cock (maybe some post-nut clarity setting in?). I was nothing to him, if anything, my presence was an annoyance at this point.
Ultimately, he did fist-bump me in the end, casually saying “later,” as if he hadn’t just demolished my throat and used me like a fleshlight.