I 'd only ever had contact with another man once in my liveliness. He was the older brother of a friend of mine. I guess he was 29. I was a freshman at USC.
I 'd gone to their house one good afternoon during the summer break and everyone else was out. He answered the door in just a towel. I 'd guessed I 'd gotten him out of the exhibitioner.
I had always admired this guy.He had always been nice to me even though he was much honest-to-goodness. He asked me in to await, and I followed him up to his room.
He told me he 'd been jerking off when the doorbell rang and really wanted to eat up what he 'd been doing when I interrupted him.
I said I would go downstairs and wait but I guess he decided to get a chance. He told me I could find out him if I wanted. I was curiously interested in that. I took him up on his offer.
So he stood up and dropped the towel from around his waist.
I looked at him as he stood in front of me, naked.
I was amazed by all the hair round his cock and egg. And his cock was so much bigger.
He told me to sit on his bed and then stood over me as he started touching himself. He was already semi-erect.
He stared down at me as he stroked his tool. Asked me if I liked seeing his phallus.
I was enjoying it, even though I knew we should n't be doing this. Told him I liked it.
I know it was exciting to him. His cock got very hard.
He came close to me as I sat there looking up at him and I watched his clenched fist sliding up and down his hard ray of light.
Then he asked me if I wanted to stroke it. I could n't help myself ... I reached up and took his erect penis in my hand.
I could retrieve how it felt to hold his severe turncock in my hand. I stroked him up and down and he encouraged me with his speech and by putting his handwriting on my foreland and running his fingerbreadth through my hair.
He told me he was going to cum and stood to one side. His big hand came down and held my modest one tight around his cock and he controlled the focal ratio of my stroking until he ejaculated.
I was fascinated to see the gabardine fluid shoot out of his cock.
Once he was done, he got raiment and we went downstairs and played on the Atari until his buddy got home.
College started up again a few weeks later and it was never repeated. I 'd still see him from clock time to time. We never mentioned it, but he remembered. I could assure from how he smiled at me when we met. It was a secret we shared.
And I pretty much forgot about it. Went about the procedure of reaching my own maturity. Had plenty of girlfriends.
I guess somewhere down deep I was left with an interest group in doing something sexual with another guy.
I would look at epicene porn. Jack off. Watching two guys going at it.
I 'd even exercise a dildo into my ass a couple of times while I furiously jerked my dick. Liked how it felt.
But I 'd never found myself actually attracted to another man the way I was to cleaning woman. Never turned to match out a guy passing me on the street. cypher like that.
Until this one meter when I was about 25.
I was flying to Denver for a temporary assignment.
And he was there at the aircraft cabin door, welcoming the passengers.
It was the weirdest look ... like a jar of electricity. The moment I saw him I was attracted. And he could tell. He knew he 'd caught my eye.
I took my seat and tried to forecast out what had happened. I was hot for this man, in exactly the Lapp way I would get hot for a sexy woman.
Tried to put it out of my thinker and opened up the record I 'd brought with me.
We took off. I found myself casually leaning out and staring up the aisle of the plane, trying to catch a glimpse of the steward who 'd had such an effect on me.
He caught me looking. Caught my eye. Smiled at me.
When he reached my row and was serving us, he was very favorable. Put his mitt on my shoulder and leaned down close to ask me if I wanted anything.
I could barely speak. Asked for coffee.
He leaned across to deliver a drink to the man in the windowpane hindquarters, I felt his hip brush against me. Could smack his cologne water.
He was making thing risky for me, I was becoming erect.
When things were cleared away I got up to stretch my ramification and hit the restroom.
He was working in the galley at the back of the plane. Both bathrooms on my side were occupied and so I was just standing there.
He looked up and smiled.
Asked me if I had everything I needed. I was fine, I said.
He told me I could come through the ship's galley to get to a vacant bathroom. It was tight in there, he turned to face me as I passed him. I felt him, just ever so slightly, motivate his hips towards me. Our crotches brushed against each other.
Now I needed the lavatory more than ever. But not to pee.
I closed and locked the door and undid my fly. My rooster was hard and precum had lubricated the question More than I could think of.
I slipped my prepuce back, the straits of my phallus was knavish and lustrous. Started to stroke myself.
Thinking about the sexy man just outside the door. The man who had just rubbed his rooster against mine.
I came in seconds. Grabbing some tissue paper just in time to overtake my cum and stop it from covering the paries.
My cock stayed voiceless, I could n't pee with it like that. Had to waitress. Eventually I was able to urinate without soaking the ceiling. Pulled up my pants and flushed away the evidence of my perverted imagination.
I left the carrel and he was still there. Smiling at me.
Asking if everything was OK. Better than OK ... I could n't admit I had been masturbating, but I almost wanted to. Wanted to tell him I had stroked myself to an coming thinking about him.
We got to chatting a trivial and I told him I was going to be in Mile-High City for some calendar week and staying in a downtown hotel.
He made some proposition for matter to do and then offered to show me a couple of billet that evening, if I wanted, since he was on a stop. Told him thanks and the figure of my hotel. He said he knew it. In fact it was the like hotel the airline used for accommodating cabin crews. Perfect. We 'd assemble at the bar.
The rest of the flight went OK, he and I exchanged feeling and smiles a couplet of times. I was aroused to retrieve of being solely with him, even though I had no clue what we might do together.
I sat there quietly amused that I 'd just connect the mile-high club - solo division.
I got myself checked in and had a shower, shave, etc. I took more upkeep than I might. Like I was preparing for a escort.
Went down to the bar to meet my new friend.
He was already there, but still in unvarying. Explained that it had taken some meter to get out of body of work and hand off some paperwork, so he 'd only just arrived.
I said that was OK we could assemble later if he wanted, but he said no, just come up to his room and I could expect while he changed and then we could go on out to a lieu he knew.
I was OK with that. Followed him out of the bar to the elevators. And then his elbow room.
I was in the hotel room of another man. A man who had somehow aroused me. A day of first gear.
I admitted it to him. Told him this was n't something I 'd ever done before, but he had attracted me in a way I 'd never known before.
He was OK with it. Could tell I was shy. Could tell I was surprised at myself ...
Asked me if I wanted to explore my interestingness. I told him yes.
He went to consume a shower and I sat watching TV.
When he came back into the bedchamber he was just wearing a short robe, toweling his hair dry.
As his men reached up to his head, the hem of his robe lifted and I was entranced first by his sexy ass and then, as he turned around, his penis - swing between his thighs.
He stepped towards me and asked me what I wanted to do.
I reached out and took his cock in my hand. The memory of my junior-high experience came to me.
I gripped and stroked his cock, feeling it harden in my palm.
Do you like it ? He asked ... yes, very much. I looked up at him.
His mitt came to my head ... guiding me to his turncock.
It seemed like the most natural act to give my lips and let him put his penis in my sass.
Felt exactly right. Like he was the person I 'd been waiting for.
I reached up and took his buttocks in my helping hand. Pulling him into my mouth.
Felt his cheeks grasp as he thrust his cock.
After a few arcminute, I pulled away.
Looked up at him.
I want you to fuck me.
He smiled down at me and told me OK. Told me to take off my clothes.
He went to the toilet and came back with lubricant. I was lying naked on his bed.
And you never, ever did this before ?
No. I want you to be the first.
I 'll progress to sure you like it.
He took the pillows and arranged them under my stern. Lifting me up. Presenting my ass to him.
He climbed up onto the bed. Between my stage. I spread for him.
My ass exposed.
My shaft was hard.
He dribbled lubrication onto his fingers and started to gently rub down it between the cheeks of my ass.
He eyes never left mine as he rubbed and then began probing.
pushing, first one digit, then two, into my ass.
I reached up, arms apart. Inviting him to lay down on top of me.
He climbed up. expression to typeface with me.
I felt his cock rubbing against mine.
Felt his arm between us as he continued .... his fingers pumping in and out of my ass.
I held him to me. Lifted my face. Lifted my mouth.
Kiss me.
He leaned down. His lips found mine.
Kissed me knockout as he finger-fucked my willing ass.
I broke the candy kiss. Held him tight. My lips next to his ear ....
I want you in me.
I want you to fuck me.
I want your cock.
He looked me in the eye ...
You 're sure ?
Yes. You 're gentle. I trust you. I want you to take my virginity.
So sweetened. I 'm so please. You want me to be your first.
Yes. Yes. I want you. I want it to be you..
We never lost eye-contact.
His fingerbreadth left my ass.
I felt him gripping his arduous cock and stead it against my ass.
I nodded. Telling him to go on. Telling him to push his hard penis up my ass.
The straits of his hard cock entered me.
An inch.. two inches ... going inside my ass.
Reaching up and grabbing my human knee. Pulling them up on either side of him.
airing wider. Accepting his cock.
He moved his sleeve so that my pegleg were held in place above me.
My manpower were free to reach down and grab his sexy bottom. I pulled him into me.
Felt his wholly cock steadily entering me. Filling me up. Stretching me.
Oh yes.
Does it feel OK ?
Ohhhh yeah. perfective tense. Your cock is complete. You can fuck me.
He started moving in and out. Slowly. Gently making dearest to me.
Sliding his hips down against my up-raised ass.
I was feeling the distance of his hard dick enter me.
Felt it stretching my prick.
In and out.
In and out of my willing body.
He reached with one hand and took my hard turncock in his. Stroking me as he fucked me. I moaned and came.
Cum spilled out onto my dresser. Dribbled down his knuckles.
He was increasing the stride of his round. Fucking into me as I rocked my dead body to run across his thrusts.
He brought his fist up to my rima oris and I licked my own cum off his hand.
He rubbed what was left onto my lips and chin and then leaned down and licked it off. Then locked his mouth on mine.
I felt the intensity of his motion increase again.
Held onto him tight. Moaned with pleasance. Still looking into his middle. Sending him non-verbal messages.
Cum.
Cum in my ass.
Finish it. piece of tail me and cum inside.
Cum. I want your cum.
He stared down at me and made one more mighty shove.
I felt like he had found another two column inch of cock. All inside me.
Then he held on fast and I felt his orgasm Begin.
Yes ! Yes ! screwing me. Cum in me.
He grunted. Bucked his pelvic girdle. Once, hard. Twice, harder. Three times.. so deep into me.
Wonderful.
He collapsed onto me. I held him tight. My legs in the air. Arms around him. I kissed his neck.
Slowly he softened and then he pulled his cock out of my ass. Allowed my legs to drop back onto the bed.
We dozed together in blissful ease, then it was time to go out, as planned. Later we returned to his room and I slept in his arms.

During the future few months, whenever he had a layover, he would stay with me. I never stopped feeling that unexplained attraction. Taking his cock in my mouthpiece or ass was a pleasure I could n't get enough of. I always came when he fucked me. He made surely. He was such a considerate lover.
He showed me all over Denver. He took me out to eat, to the movies. To gay bars. He liked to show me off. I was his boyfriend, and I had no trouble admitting it to myself. Maybe I was even in love, a little bit.
But, as we knew it would, my appointment came to an end. I left capital of Colorado and returned to my heterosexual person life.
Nobody knew I had been exclusively, submissively gay for nearly 4 month. .
I 've never met another guy who attracted me. But sometimes I yearn to feel a man 's body over me. To take cock. Get fucked. It 's nice to lie there and be made dear to, sometimes .