I came out when I was 23. I have been a relationship with another man for several years now, but I realized I loved cock when I was 19. It was after church one Sunday. I asked this older guy (in his 40's) for a ride home. I lived about 8 miles in the country, so it took about 15 minutes to get there. I knew my parents were out of town, not that it mattered anymore. He drove me home and pulled up in front of the house. We had chatted on the way home, and every now and then I glanced down at his crotch and noticed the outline of his cock through his slacks. "Can I tell you something in confidence?" I asked him. "Sure," he said. "Um, I think I might be gay." "Why do you think that?" He asked. I whispered to him, "I think I really want to suck your cock." "I'm a married man," he said. "I know, but I get hard just thinking about it." I reached over and put my hand on his thigh and rubbed up and down a little. He didn't say anything. I don't know if I shocked him or if he really wanted it. "Can I touch you?" He gulped and just nodded his head. I put my hand a little farther up until I touched his cock. He moaned a little. "Ohh, fuck," He mumbled. I took a chance and undid his belt and told him to put his seat back. He did, and I undid his pants and unzipped him. I pulled his cock out through his shorts. He was uncut and a good six inches long, and he wasn't even real hard yet. I leaned down and took his cock into my mouth. It was better than I ever imagined. It was hard and soft at the same time. I sucked him like a pro. All he could say was, "Oh, fuck, oh fuck." It wasn't long and he was hard as a rock and about seven inches long and thick. "Oh, fuck. My wife never does this anymore." I sucked him for about five minutes and he put his hand on the back of my head. I felt him tense up, and without saying anything he started to cum. I tried to swallow every drop. A little dripped onto his lap, but I didn't care. I kept sucking until he was clean, then I sat back up. "That was fucking awesome," I said, with a big grin on my face. "Oh, fuck. What have I done?" he asked no one in particular. "I think you just got the best blowjob of your life." He just stared straight ahead and nodded. I opened my door to get out of the car. Before I closed the door I turned to him and said, "I think I'm gonna need a ride next Sunday, too." He sheepishly nodded yes as I closed the door and headed to the house, a big smile on my face.