Oh its a long story but i have been doing this since grade school.My gosh she exclaimed who got this started with you. I said Im not really at libert... to say ,as its kind of secret.Oh OK she replied.I told her I would need to pull my pants down and underwear so if she decided not I could just leave and go home and not have to bother her with my fantasy. she thought for a moment and said..well I want to try but if it makes me feel sick I will just go in my room and you can finish YOUR THING. Doyle Smith must have been a touch shorter and heavier, since the pants were too short and loose in the waist, but not so bad that a belt wouldn't take care of the problem. The shirt was also loose, although the sleeves were short but wearable. The same could be said for a medium-weight jacket; the well-broken-in pair of classic Red Wing hunting boots fit like Roger had worn them himself for years. Since Roger expected they'd be walking around a bit, that was fine with him.While Roger had been. See you Thursday."I was nervous. He seemed a nice honest guy, but how could I tell? And to be completely honest, I wasn't entirely sure I wanted him to be quite that nice.Thursday rolled around fast enough in any case, and Marcus showed up at the agreed time and place. I grabbed my bag, and we headed out the gate, trying to sort out what sort of mutual friends we might have. The list was pretty short, but the chatter was pleasant.Marcus lived in a nice house. Not huge, but certainly a better. Then out of the blue Christina asked me if I wanted a Blow job. I was in shock I didn't know what to say before I could answer she already had my pants undone and my cock in here hands. She slowly put it in her mouth just teaseling me, but finally she sucked it in to her mouth, it was the most incredible feeling ever. She continued to suck on my cock until I exploded into her mouth. I told her it was the best BJ I have ever had. She told me that she had wanted me since the first time she met me.