As an avid reader, I thought I would share some of my adventures for those of you stuck at home and looking for something to read. I live near Bedford now and have had some incredible adventures with some very sexy people. I thought I would start by telling you about how I went from Loyal husband to cuckold, then to losing it all. I am in my mid thirties now, slightly podgy and hair thinning, but still ok looking. I am powerfully built but also friendly with a nice smile. One thing about me you would never guess is that I am submissive. My story begins in earnest more than ten years ago, when I discovered dogging by accident in Milton Keynes. There was a great layby, just off junction 13 of the M1, sadly long shut now. One day I had pulled up in my car and was reading some messages when a car stopped next to mine. Inside was an older guy, I was 25 at the time and quite fit, he was in his fifties I would say, tall and broad. I noticed he kept looking at me at his arms where moving slowly, I guessed pretty quickly he was wanking and instead of being repulsed I was strangely turned on. He got out of his car and began walking down into the woods. My heart was pounding by now and my cock was getting tingly. Sensing this could be my first gay experience since high school when a friend and I used to jack off together I got out and followed the guy. He kept looking back as he walked from the main footpath into some trees and then into a very small clearing. As I arrived he had his cock out, it was bigger than mine ( I am 8 inches and thick, so this was nice to see). He was slowly wanking and gestured to my crotch. I unzipped myself and pulled out my cock, and began slowly wanking it. He did something I later learnt meant suck me, which is to grab his cock at the bottom of its thick shaft and shake it at someone. I didn't know this at the time and just stood there staring at it whilst wanking myself. The air was warm as it was summer and he lowered his trousers and took off his top. He older frame was a bit podgy but if anything it made his cock look even bigger. I was standing a little away from him when he gestured to me to come closer. As anyone knows on their first few times dogging, your heart beats hard and you feel cold for some reason, along with being nervous of being discovered. I did pluck the courage to walk closer to him and he reached out and grabbed my hand, then placed it on his cock. I began wanking him slowly which he seemed to like, before putting his arm on my shoulder. He began slowly to apply pressure and i found myself dropping to my knees in front of him. He then moved in hands to my head and began to move it towards his cock. I instinctively opened my mouth and had the first taste of cock, something which I would start to crave and love. Slowly but surely I began to suck him the best I could. At first I must have been terrible but this man didn't mind as he began to moan as he thrust into my mouth. I was wanking furiously as I sucked him and very quickly felt myself building to a climax. I kept imagining him coming into my mouth and that sent me over the edge as I had the most powerful orgasm of my life onto the woodland floor. Despite being spent I stayed on my knees and seconds later with a roar this stranger began to cum into my willing mouth. I was expecting it to taste gross, as my female friends had often joked, but was surprised that it didn't really taste of anything. he kept his hands on my head as he emptied himself into my mouth. The guy finished cumming and then simply put his cock away, redressed in silence and left. I was still hard and laid on the floor, next to the cum I had just spat out and the load I had spurted already and began wanking. Once again I came hard before feeling embarrassed and ashamed at what I had done. I quickly redressed and dusted myself down before heading home for a shower. In the days that followed I quickly felt guilty and promised myself it was a one off. I waited a few weeks before going for an STI check, which came back all clear thankfully. However I was starting to crave sucking cock again. Weeks later I discovered the A6 layby near Bedford and once again found myself on my knees in front of a stranger sucking his cock. Over the years I have literally sucked hundreds of cocks, only a handful have ever come into my mouth but even to this day I go out looking for someone to suck off. In the next chapter I will tell you how this effected my relationship and eventually ended it if you like?