His lovely white cock …

Dear Reader,

Lots of you wrote back yesterday telling me about how much you enjoyed reading about Madam Wendy – and – of course – more details on what exactly went down that night!

Well, that is a long tale – and I’ll get into it someday, but for now, I remember the last email closed on a note of being truly comfortable with what you want – and being an adult, and NOT “guilt tripping” over it later!

If you want her to have sex with another man, for example, and she is OK with it – – well – – then that is how it is, my friend. YOU wanted it – and if you complain about being “hurt” etc later – well – that is on YOU, not her!

If she’s not into it as yet – – well – – again, conditioning is the key. Conditioning works both ways, my friend. You can condition yourself to be the perfect male sub – and she can condition herself to be the perfect cuckoldress too – if she wants, of course!

And sometimes it takes time, so don’t be disheartened if you can’t jump into this lifestyle straightaway. Much like you wouldn’t expect to jump off the couch (a couch you haven’t jumped off for years) – and pump out a 500 or so pushups – well – this takes time too!

Years ago, I remember I was still getting used to “who I am” at the age of 19 …

My friend and I had just gotten back from a refreshing dip in the creek. ‘Twas one of those little out of the way creeks you have down South, and after a long day at college, we figured the best way to head into the weekend (it was Thursday) was to get a case of beer and drive out to the creek, and just swim and relax.

And swim and relax is pretty much what we did – note – there was NO sex or anything sexual at all between us at that stage – never even entered my mind, to be honest. Had a good dinner later, and being that (at the time) I lived in a dorm, and he was moving, he had rented a motel room for the night.

“Why don’t we drink  a bit more here”, he suggested.

“Um – I’m not sure”, I replied. “Got class tomorrow at 9, and …”

“Oh, OK. I’ll drop you off at your dorm then buddy”.

“Thanks … ah, but on second thoughts, you’re right – lets have a couple more beers before I leave”

And much as it is with guys – the couple of beers turned into three – and four – and five. Before we knew it, we were pretty drunk, and I figured I’d spend the night over – twin beds and everything, so it was fine by me if I had to do that.

We were talking about girls too at that point, and I cannot remember if it was the fine co-ed in History class, or the girls in general, but my friend kept saying “she made me horny”.

“Damn, I’m horny”, he kept drunkenly repeating … and though this didn’t really register with me, it makes sense in light of what happened later.

I went to the bathroom sleepily after what must have been my nth beer, and I returned to find my friend sitting on the bed – with his cock in his hand!

And shocking in a way though it was, drunk though I was, dimly lit though the room was, I STILL remember the SHEER FEELING OF AROUSAL that I experienced at that time. Lust like I had NEVER felt before shuddered through me, and before I knew it, I was down on my knees in front of that lovely dick – my own cock raging hard, of course.

He was average sized, with a lovely pink cock head – cut of course, and the slit, oh God, the slit, I still remember it as it bobbed up and down invitingly in front of me, literally “looking at me”. literally “begging” to be sucked, licked, flicked …

And ’twas but natural for me to start sucking and sucking WELL – – and as I did that, looking back upon it, there were many things I would have done differently if it was NOW.

He was too drunk to come, but appeared to enjoy the looooong (Madam Wendy again, I know!) blowjob – but he couldn’t stay hard for any length of time, so we finally gave up on that, and switched positions.

As he started to jerk me off, I asked him if he liked sucking cock.

“I like being sucked more”, he replied, but he started to suck me anyway.

I gently moved his head away, and replaced them with his hands – and as he slid a finger up my ass, it took but ONE jerk – and there I was – shooting loads of cum like I never had before – so turned on was I by the sheer act of sucking his cock, by the sheer submissive vibe of it – that nothing else mattered at that point, and I was literally moaning like a little bitch as I came, load after load spurting out my erect cock.

And once spent, I did “spend” the night over, but I had the usual guilt trips later.

“Should I have done it?”

“Am I gay”

“My God, I actually sucked another man’s dick!”

And so forth …

All of this is probably familiar to those new to the game of course – and again – mental conditioning, my friend – is key – as is being comfortable with your base desires.

And what is important to note in this email as we finish off is this – Madam Wendy was RIGHT about the gay bar part.

Sucking another man off while he relaxes is an EXTREMELY submissive act, and along with anal play, the perfect way to be a little bitch for her – as she relaxes and “enjoys the show”!

And more than that, it makes you feel feminine. At least, it did me. Big time – made me feel like a woman while I did it, and THAT feeling was really what caused all the lust to emanate AS I sucked that beautiful dick of his.

Oh, that dick. I’ll always remember it, and I’ll always remember my mouth wrapped around that shiny knob – with a pair of slightly hairy balls hanging beneath it, as he relaxed on the bed, legs spread, moaning in pleasure.

There was another similar instance like this when we were drunk, and I massaged his feet as he slept – and came about 2 minutes into the act. Not sure if he knows this – likely NOT – but he slept well both those nights – I do know that!

And so did I, of course!

So, Madam Wendy, you were right. Taking me to the gay bar WAS the right thing to do for us – and while I haven’t mentioned what happened THERE – if you’re reading this – this, dear Madam was one of my earliest cock sucking experiences!

Write back – and let me know how YOU liked it!

Best,

Mike Watson

P.S. – “Amit”, the male protagonist (whipping boy, hehe) in “Meeting Ms Chen” had an eerily similar experience with Kendrick, and his long black dick. Read about it here – https://spicyanderoticfetish.com/books/chinese-femdom/meeting-ms-chen/

P.S #2 – If the Amazon links on the “books” section on my site dont work – that is because Amazon recently suspended the FDC account. No worries though – simply go over to their site and search for the same volumes – you’ll find it! I’ll update the site shortly as well to reflect this.

P.P.S – You may have noticed the part about “doing things differently” if it was today. I’ll get into that in the next email!