My phone beeped and I read “Enjoy, faggot”.
15mins later there was a knock on my door. A Man I didn’t know was there who said “[He] told me you’re a good cocksucker”.
I was mortified. I could feel my face get red and to be honest, I didn’t want to let this Man into my house. We chatted on the doorstep for a little bit and He actually seemed OK - He was just horny and hoping to get off.
Against my better judgement, I let Him in and got Him a drink. We chatted more and He put me at ease (although He did tell me that the only name He’d been given for me was ‘cocksucker’, which I bashfilly accepted).
When I got up to refill His drink, I came back in and He had His cock out and was stroking it. He looked at me and looked down at His cock, indicating that I should get closer. I had to make a decision and my horniness won out over my mind.
He wasn’t rough, He was just insistent that I get as much of it in my mouth as possible. I gagged a bit but He didn’t seem to mind.
After He came, He stroked my hair and said “Thanks, cocksucker”.
He left and I received a text saying “Good job, faggot. Too busy to use your mouth myself but didn’t want you out of practice.”
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