The pool bar in town is awesome – huge room with a stack of tables and its nice and laid back. I saw Ryan and he introduced me to Jazza who is a rea... man that is for sure. Short dark hair, goatee (which I normally don’t like but this looked really hot) and a fair bit over 6 foot. We settled in for the afternoon drinking and shooting some pool. Conversation was light and open, Josh had told Ryan that I was bisexual and the three of us talked about how few gay guys there were in town. Around 10pm. The closest I had ever come to sex was an inordinate amount of masturbation. Watching gorgeous mature women suck cock and eating cum peaked my interest in tasting cum so I decided to taste mine. At first I would taste my precum which was actually very sweet. Finally I took the plunge and took a handful of cum and put it in my mouth. The taste was very much different from the precum. It was very pungent, bitter, and somewhat salty. I began to gag and choke. My first attempt at eating cum was. If they were terrorists, then the locals would have left them there because of their opposition to the will of Allah.“How bad is it?” Georgia asked.“Pretty bad. Entire villages have been destroyed,” Oscar answered concentrating on the road. He knew that the road was going to get even worse before they hit town.For the past month and a half, they had been stopping at an average of two Mosques a day. The message was always the same. Allah wanted Jihad by the Sword to end. The reactions to the. (This whole experience had me edging before I knew what edging was.)I don't recall how it happened or how we got there, but sometime after I showed the taxi driver my pussy, he ended up driving us to a wooded area near my requested destination.He got into the back and I sucked his cock. It was soft and covered with lint, but at least it was clean smelling and neutral tasting. He did not cum, and I did not hold him in my mouth long enough, nor tease him orally to even get to precum. Now it was.