Blowjob John

By Ron Williamson

John gave perfect blowjobs. Perfect, suction. Perfect moisture. Perfect grip. Perfect steady pace. Perfect handsome face. Perfect everything. Perfection.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ron Williamson
• Release date: Jan 18, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215303252

Ron Williamson

I started writing with the idea of it being an autobiography, but realized that my life is basically only interesting to me. So I focused on the men in my life, and turned each person into a chapter, or short story. So each story not only has sex with someone particular, but it also tells about a specific period of my real life.All of my stories are true. Based on times, people, and events from my past. Names have been changed to protect the (not so) innocent.Except for the story ‘Paranoid’. I ‘ghost wrote’ Paranoid, using information provided to me by someone who wished to remain anonymous.My personal favorite is 'Tunnel of Love'. This story not only tells about my first experience with an uncut, but also about my trip to Switzerland, and most importantly one of the few men that I have falling madly in love with. To this day, each time I read 'Tunnel of Love', it still makes me smile, laugh, cry, and gets me so hard that I feel the need to.. well, you know.There is very little kink in my stories. But there is a lot of passion. The sex is mostly oral, and anal. The sex in my stories is mostly about the magic feeling that two people can create, and share, while they are experiencing each others bodies. The sparks that fly when two people become one. Even if only for a short while.In the words of Janis Joplin: ‘If you’re gonna love somebody. Love them like it’s the last minute of your life.’ And that, I did.All of my stories can be found on the Smashwords website. At the end of each story there are; samples of my other stories, and links to take you to them. I would love to hear feedback about all of my stories. If you read one, please take a moment to write a review at the bottom of the stories page.

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Blowjob John

By Ron Williamson

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years old.

Title: Blowjob John

Copyright © 2023 by Ron Williamson

ISBN: 9798215303252

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Charlie’s

Eight-ball in the corner pocket, I said, pointing with my pool stick.

I made the shot, ending the game, as I looked up to see a beautiful, burly, chubby, guy leaning against the wall, watching me. I shook hands with the guy that just lost, and the next player racked the balls. I looked the chub up and down, and he nodded his head at me.

He was adorable. Dark, curly hair. Sexy, mustache, and thick, short beard. Big brown eyes. Bulbous nose. He looked Latino. He wore blue jeans, and a button up shirt, with the top half unbuttoned. Long, curly hairs covered his thick chest. I could only imagine how that big belly looked covered in those same hairs. Hopefully I would soon find out.

I broke the balls on the pool table, and then made a few shots. Then I made eye contact with the cute chub, as I walked past him on my way to the bathroom. He followed. He peed at a urinal near mine, and I saw him look at my dick. I gave it a few extra shakes, just for him, then I washed, and headed back to the pool table.

I resumed my game, and the sexy chub returned to his spot near the pool table.

Winning again? he asked.

If I get lucky.

He laughed, You don’t need luck, he smiled, I’ve been watching you. But it does look like you could use another beer, he said, looking at me for an answer.

Sure.

I finished the game while he was at the bar getting two more beers. I hung up my stick, and walked up behind him, and said near his ear, I’m Ron, by the way.

He turned around, and our mouths almost touched.

I’m John. John Gomez, he said, handing me a Bud Light. Are you done playing pool?

Yes.

But you won that game.

Yeah. But I’d rather hang out with you, I said, staring at his hairy chest.

He smiled real big, and looked down at my crotch.

Beers in hand, we walked out onto