Thursday

I hope this is the right forum. I have this thing for Indian men. The plumbing work that I do has me in a lot of low rent motels, fixing water heaters, broken pipes and other things that wear out over time.
About six months ago, I was working at this one motel that is a regular of mine. There is an Indian man there, employed to do the housekeeping duties. You know, changing sheets, washing linen and such. Although he is a dark and oily looking guy and not at all good looking, I have the hots for him. Don't ask me to explain it; I think its the offense that I crave.
Anyway, as I'm doing my work, he was in and out of the laundry room several times and as is my routine when I don't think they understand any English, I began asking him if he wanted a blow job or words to that effect. Benji as I later learned his name, hadn't a clue what I was saying.
That is until I asked him if he wanted me to suck his dick.
Then he got this big smile on his face and said "Oh yes, I would very much like to you to suck my dick."
"Oh cuckolds brownie," I thought. I've stepped in it now. He understood that!"
Well I was over in a corner putting a new valve on a water heater and the water heater blocked the view through the door from the walkway outside. Benji walked over to where I was kneeling and stood right in front of me and said, "Suck dick, very much now."
His crotch was right at eye level to me at this point and not eighteen inches from my face.
I thought to myself, "Okay' this is it. Are you one of those whiny wanna-bes, or are you serious about being a sissy cocksucker?"
Slowly I reached for his zipper, fully expecting him to pull away from me and laugh his ass off. But as my hand got closer to him, he thrust his pelvis forward into my hand and said "Yes, please."
I got hold of his zipper and slowly pulled it down; still thinking that one of us was going to back out of this thing.
As the zipper reached bottom I looked up at Benji and he had this big cuckolds brownie eating grin on his face.
"He really wants this," I thought."Okay, let's see where this goes."
As I started to reach my hand into his fly, Benji impatiently shoved my hand aside and reached into his pants and quickly pulled his dick out.
It was not fully erect but was well on its way. Benji's dick is a lot darker than mine, which is the only dick I have had any experience with, and it is uncut. The head was just starting to peek out and as I watched, Benji started to stroke it.
There I was on my knees with a guy waving a rapidly hardening dick in front of my face. I still don't think I would have had the guts to go through with it but Benji reached out and put his left hand on my right shoulder and taking a half step forward guided his semi-hard cock right up to my lips which then opened like they had been doing this for years
Benji just stood there for about 5 seconds with his cock in my mouth, Then he slowly started to back up, and as he did a wimper arose out of my throat and my mouth quickly followed his backward motion. Benji stopped and my mouth then started a back and forth motion on his now hard cock.
I'm thinking "I'm doing it! I'm sucking a guys dick! I'm a sissy cocksucker!"
This went on for a while and I'm just lost in the experience. I didn't try to do any tricks or anything, but after a while I became aware that Benji now had both hands on my shoulders and was gently thrusting his cock back and forth in my mouth in time with my head movements. I stopped moving my head and Benji just kept up the movement, slowly fucking my face. Benji had a about half of his length in me, not enough to gag me but I stll had a mouth that was very full of cock.
I was staring at his pants as they moved back and forth in front of my face when I heard Benji say something in Indian,(or what ever their lingo is). I looked up a him and he repeated it. I guess I must have looked puzzled because he opened his mouth and wagged his tongue at me. He wanted me to use my tongue on his cock. I started lapping at the head and underside of his cock as it moved back and forth in my mouth. Having no experience as a cocksucker, I tried to do what I thought would feel good to me. It must have worked, beause after couple of minutes of this action, Benji's hand tightened on my shoulders, his cock seemed to swell up, and with a grunt then a long drawn out groan, he flooded my mouth with a hot load of cum. The first spurt hit the back of my throat and the rest of it quickly filled my mouth . I don't really know how many shots were in that orgasm but I quickly had a decision to make. Swallow or fetish. So I did what any good sissy cocksucker is supposed to do. I let his dick slip out of my mouth and I swallowed. It took two gulps to get it all down. Then I took him back into my mouth and make sure I got every drop of cum out of his dick. I nursed on it until Benji backed up and his dick slid from my hungry mouth. He said something I didn't understand, smiled, shook his head, put his dick away and turned and began gathering up the supplies he had originally come in for. He soon walked out of the room, leaving me kneeling there in the corner by the water heater with the taste of his come in my mouth.
Now a word about Benji. He is a dark swarthy looking guy with oily medium length black hair. He wears black horn rimmed glasses and looks to be 35-45 years old. He's about 5ft 7inches tall and looks to be about 135-140 lbs. I'm not good at such estimations so lets say he's an oily looking, dark, skinny little Indian guy.
I do think that he has a big dick for a little guy. I don't mean to imply that he has some monster cock down there, just that for a smallish guy, he's pretty well hung. I'm 6'2" and 200lbs and Benji has my almost 7 inches beat by at least an inch. He is also much thicker than me.
After our first get together we made it a point to repeat our little session whenever I had a call there.
On my fourth trip back over there, we went down to the unit where he lived on property. I surprised him by stripping down to my red lace panties which I think he liked judging by the smile he gave me.
Benji was sitting on a little couch like affair in his bedroom with his pants down around his ankles. I was on my knees between his legs trying to get his cock down my throat when I heard a noise. Out of the corner of my eye, in the mirror, I saw his wife come into the room.
I thought "Oh no, the cuckolds brownie is fixing to hit the fan." and started to pull away. Benji grabbed my shoulder with one hand and the back of my head with the other and held me in place. Then he said something to me I didn't understand and patted me on the shoulder and leaned back on the couch.
"Well this is strange," I thought. "Let's see where this goes."
The wife milled around the room for a couple of minutes opening drawers and such. I couldn't really see what she was doing and she finally left without saying a word. After another five or six minutes I coaxed a load out of Benji and got up got dressed and left. I mean it's not like we have any meaningful conversations due to the language barrier. He likes getting his dick sucked and I like sucking it; what else do we need?
Driving to my next call I thought about how weird that deal was. Benji had obviously told his wife about me and she didn't have a problem with it.
Me, hell I didn't even know he was married.