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The story I am about to tell concerns a really unusual oral obsession of mine. I had always wondered what it would feel like to be given a blowjob by a person without their false teeth in their mouth. As we all know, teeth can be a real encumbrance when performing oral sex, subsequently; my impish brain had always wondered what a toothless mouth would feel like wrapped around my dick.As luck would have it, I befriended a guy called Quarters. Needless to say, this was his nickname, and his proper name was actually Gary. The moniker was derived from a coin, which was mystically placed under your pillow by the tooth fairy, whenever you lost a tooth as a child. As a young man, once all his teeth had been extracted, some smart arse apprentice he worked with had made a joke about the fact that he must’ve have had a pocket full of quarters as a result of this. As is always the case with these inane comments, that nickname stuck with him for the rest of his life.Quarters didn’t mind this name, because it always supplied him with a hilarious, or so he thought, story to tell after he introduced himself to another person when they came to know that he wore false teeth. Although he did have dentures, he very seldom wore them in everyday life because he found them very uncomfortable.Quarters was not conventionally good-looking, but had a pleasant enough face. Strangely, he didn’t appear to have the sunken mouth of a normal toothless person, but then again, his mouth was mostly obscured by a mega moustache, which hung like a curtain over his lips. He also didn’t have the normal speech impediment associated with most persons not having teeth in their mouth. I supposed that he had grown so accustomed to not wearing his false teeth that he had somehow vocally adapted to masking this oddity.Although he was a hick-looking, blue-collar individual, he always appeared to be fairly hygienic. His clothing, although well-worn, was also always clean.Quarters lived up the road from me in a small flat that he rented from a cousin, and which was located in their back yard. For a small fee, he also received a daily evening meal. He was a handyman by trade and barely eked out an existence doing odd jobs, whenever he could find work.Our ‘friendship’ developed when he passed by my home most days, when he wasn’t working, to buy provisions needed from the small cafe around the corner. I mostly worked from home and as I result, I was often strolling in my garden when we saw one another.Quarters then always isvecbahis stood at my stomach high gate as we spoke. I now have to mention his very twitchy body language during our conversations. He would first lean forward with his hands on the gate, then cross his arms and once more lean on his forearms, before then reverting back to the former stance. In addition, he kept swaying his body and bobbing his head up and down whilst also persistently crossing his legs as he transferred his weight from one leg to the other. When he smoked, he incessantly flicked his ash with his right hand, as the other hand moved over his stomach, moustache, and chin, constantly. Very occasionally, Quarters would also rearrange his jewels as we spoke. From the impressively protruding fabric in front of his trousers, I surmised that he was a free baller. The reason I mention his body language is; that I once read that this sort of behaviour was indicative of sexual frustration.Apart from him always telling me about his jobs and the tools he would love to buy, sexual topics were also often spoken about. When he learned that I was gay, he decisively mentioned that he wasn’t part of my ‘culture’.Quarters openly admitted that he seldom got lucky with women, qualifying this by mentioning that being as poor as he was, he couldn’t take women out on a date. He did, however, get lucky from time to time on one of his jobs, and these stories he embellished to the fullest. Quarters love muff diving and the smell of pussy was his favourite odour in the world.“When I’ve muffed a woman, I don’t wash my face for the next day or two to keep that cunt smell on my moustache,” he told me with glee.I couldn’t help thinking that having false teeth, this wasn’t really a problem for him. I then asked, “Do the ladies enjoy you gumming and licking their pussies”“Jesus, buddy, they go fuckin’ wild when I muff them. Their pussies get so fuckin’ wet that my knob just slides in afterward,” he boasted.“Do you also like kissing?” I then asked as I lustfully looked at his mouth.“Fuck, yeah. The women say the inside of my mouth feels awesome and they cannot get enough of licking my gums as I swamp their mouths with my lips and wet moustache. I drive them fuckin’ crazy, buddy,” he conceitedly informed me, before concluding, “Having no teeth is actually a blessing and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”By now, I was practically pissing in my pants with excitement, imagining his gums masticating on my knob.During our isveçbahis giriş chats, Quarters admitted that he mostly masturbated, which due to his high sex drive he did frequently.Although he wasn’t the fastest squirrel in the forest and I found most of our conversations slightly tedious, my oral fixation about his mouth kept escalating, and I also began to find him sexier and sexier. At nights, I always fantasied about him as I also pleasured myself in bed. I did, nonetheless, realise that I was on a road to nowhere with Quarters and that nothing was ever likely to happen between us.At this point, however, a miracle occurred.When the lockdown was announced, Quarters was very anxious about the effect that this would have on his life. All the jobs that he had in the pipeline were postponed indefinitely and he, therefore, didn’t have an income. Although he had a few pennies saved, as he put it, this wasn’t going to last too long.As he stood twitching at my gate on the first morning after the lockdown announcement, he looked very worried. “I have fuckin’ rent to pay,” he exasperatedly shared with me, before adding, “Listen, Luke, if you have any odd jobs you need done, please bear me in mind.”My mind now deviously went into overdrive as I commenced plotting my next move.‘Oh, fuck, yeah… I am definitely going to have that mouth of his on my dick, culture or not,’ I thought to myself.Two days later as he again stood bobbing and twitching at my gate, he showed me that he had only bought two cigarettes for the day, in order to economise.In order to get the ball rolling, I then asked, “What work are you prepared to do?”“Fuck, buddy, anything… Anything at all,” he replied.“Well, there’s nothing I need done in the house, but let me think if I can come up with something,” I answered with a smile.“Jeez, thank you. Thanks, Luke,” he gratefully answered, before departing.Although I was not a smoker, I immediately left for the store and bought a carton of cigarettes. I also made sure that I was well stocked with beer.‘Fuck that,’ I thought to myself, ‘I pretend I’m not home for the next two days and make him sweat a bit before I make my move.’For the following two days, I cruelly watched Quarters hovering around the front gate as I pretended not to be home. Finally, on the third day, I stood outside drinking a beer, with a packet of cigarettes in my one pocket and an extra beer in the other. As he approached my gate I could see the visible look of relief and expectation isveçbahis yeni giriş on his face.I was very bullish about my prospects because I knew that his cousin’s wife really didn’t like him, as he had previously told me, and that he didn’t want to rock the boat by not being able to pay his rent. In a nutshell, with no other relatives or friends he could turn to, Quarters was in dire straits.“That looks great,” he said eyeing my beer.“Oh, I also brought one for you,” I said, handing his beer to him and then inviting him into my home.“Wow, this is going to taste great,” he said as he lifted the bottle to his lips.After a huge swig, as he lowered the bottle his tongue licked his lips and moist hairy curtain.His mouth had become like a guiding beacon to me, and as I watched his tongue mopping up the excess moisture from his hair covered lips, my resolve to communicate what about to say was totally invigorated.“So, have you thought of anything you would like me to do for you?” he measuredly asked after a short while.“Mmm… I’ve given it some serious consideration,” I sagely stated, trying to give credence to my thoughtful deliberation, before resuming, “And my solution is an unusual one that I hope won’t offend your ‘culture’ but as they say, desperate times call for desperate measures.”Quarters now looked totally perplexed as he asked, “So, what are you proposing, buddy?”Having climbed on the cliché express, I now soared ever forward. “Sometimes we have to go above and beyond our comfort zone when the need arises.”“Luke, I know I’m not the cleverest man in the world, but you have now totally lost me,” he bewilderedly answered.Delaying the final blow, I now decided to change track by asking, “What is your monthly rent and do you have enough money to pay it at the end of the month?”After he told me I did some mental calculations. I didn’t want to be too generous and hopefully keep him on a tight leash for my on-going gratification.“Okay, I’m willing to pay you fifty bucks for every job you do for me,” I answered.“Well, tell me what I need to do so that I can get on with it,” he enthusiastically answered.“Quarters, since I met you I have fantasized about what your mouth would feel like on my cock. I have always dreamed about you giving me a blowjob,” I matter-of-factly concluded.There was a look of total disbelief on his face from the information that he had just heard.“Are… Are, you serious?” he stammered.“Dead serious, Quarters, just hear me out,” I replied, and before he could say anything I continued, “With lockdown, we are both fucked. You need money because you can’t get any work, and I need pleasure because I can’t get out and find any. In this way, we are both getting what we need,” I explained.
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