Being with a guy is something I had frequently fantasized about in my adult years, but just never did it for various reasons. Fear, nervousness, morality ( kinda lame ), health concerns and so on. The fact that I married young and did not want to wander on my wife is another reason I did not accompany this fantasy. However, when my wife and I separated and were all but divorced, I acted.

I met `` Dan '' on a land site like CL ( back when you could do that ) and we chatted via IM for a couple of calendar week. We seemed to be very much the Sami : concerned about cleanliness, discretion and both divorced. While I had never done anything sexual with a man, he had More experience and considered himself bi. After all this chatting, we felt that we knew each other pretty well and arranged a meeting at his apartment ...

I showed up at his apartment, nervous and scared but horny as hell.

Dan had sent me a couple of case pics and a couple shaft movie before we met, and they looked good ! ( Considering the camera caliber back then. )

In person, he was considerably brusk than me with a bit of a beer belly. And the moustache he had in his movie ... Well, it look a bit scraggly in real life.

But, I was A-one horny and was only thinking of cock, so those minor dissapointments did n't come to much.

Once fully in to his flat, he offered me a beer and popped in a gay porn that I had brought with me. While the speech sound and images of men sucking and fucking each early came from the TV, we chatted, and whenever possible, I would sneak a peep at his fork. I wondered about the prick that was behind those jeans, and my breathing became shorter realizing I would soon be sucking my first shaft. He caught me looking once, and asked how I was feeling. I knew this was it. It was beginning.

'' Horny. '' Was all I said, and he reached over and put his hand on my genitalia, and firmly squeezed my hard pecker through my dungaree. After a brace minutes of him rubbing me, and me watching him do it, he removed his handwriting from my lap and stood up right in front of me.

I knew what he wanted, and I wanted it too. I could see the abstract of his cock as it hung off to the side and down. With wobbly hands, I reached up and traced the outline of it over his jeans. Never had I been this conclusion to another guy in this way. As I rubbed him through his pants, I could feel and see it getting a little harder. As I was touching him, he started unbuttoning his shirt, so I took that as my cue to go further and started to unbuckle his pants.

With the buckle barren, I started to undo the clitoris, but it was so tight that he had to do it for me. With that accomplished, I reached for the zipper and slowly pulled it down, and stripped his pants down. Standing there with his pants around his ankles and his tight blue legal brief still on, I could really see the schema of his shaft now. He had boxer type legal brief on and his dick hung down and off to the left. As I rubbed it through the fabric, it started to encamp up the underwear. I could n't have it anymore, so I grabbed the keister of the underwear and cautiously pulled it down. His turncock slowly came into view and looked thick and at to the lowest degree one-half hard. The underwear caught on the end of his dick and when pulled down farther, it sprang disembarrass and bounced right in front of my face. After getting the briefs down all the way, I raised my headland back up causing his prick to run along the incline of my human face. It felt like it sent an electric jolt from where it touched me, out through the terminal of my fingertips. He was so close to me that I could smell a compounding of grievous bodily harm and a sort of musky spirit coming from him.

Being this ending, I wanted to enjoy this bit. He looked fully hard and seemed to be about an inch longer than my six and a half in and considerably thicker. My first cock was right here and just inches in front man of my human face. I reached up and wrapped my paw around it, feeling it 's rigor and started slowly jacking him off. It felt like my own, but dissimilar. I could feel the cushy skin moving up down over the hardness, and his rooster felt like strength.

Something like a panic was rising in me. I wanted to feast on his cock, go angry on it, suck him until he shot a load down my throat, but at the same time, I wanted this to in conclusion. As I masturbated him, pre-cum started to appear at the tip. `` Here we go '', I thought, as I leaned forward just a bit and ran my tongue over the head. It tasted wonderful, and the rigorousness on my knife turned me on even more. I closed my mouth and greedily rubbed the caput across my lips, getting them foxy with his pre-cum, then opened up and put him into my mouth. I could sense the circumcised head cutting past my back talk and I ran my tongue around it. This made him moan, and that urged me to go another step further. So, I asked him to sit on the couch and then stood in front of him and began taking off my dress. It did n't conduct long, and I was soon au naturel. My own dick was rock hard, throbbing and slick at the tip as I looked at this bare guy on the couch with his branch spreadhead and waiting for me. He motioned for me to total closer and when I did he grabbed my cock and put the whole thing into his oral fissure. I could feel his moustache in my crop pubes as he grabbed my ass, forcing me to fuck his face.

He gave me viva voce for maybe a moment or so, but I was here to sop up, so I pulled back and got down on my knees in front of him. ( On my stifle between his peg is really where I wanted to be. ) His cock was lying on his venter, so I picked it up and licked from the base all the way to the tip and shoved it into my mouth. At that pointedness, I went wild on it, doing things that I like to receive done to mine. I let the expectoration form in my backtalk, and his prick became dodgy with it, so I started jerking him off at the Sami time. My hired man would number up and strive my sass as he went further into my mouth. Occasionally, I would just jack him off and lap his big shaven Ball. He seemed to like that a lot when I rolled those big balls around in my mouth. I looked up into his heart and he was pulling on his pap and watching me make him head.

He was quietly urging me to suck it, telling me to go faster and harder, so I did. I desperately wanted to do a just job make him find good, please him and I was so change state on knowing that I could do it. He removed his hands from his nipples and put them on the rear of my head and gently began fucking my fount. I just held still and let him slue his cock in and out of my mouth. I could find his legs start to strain up and I thought he was about to cum, and I wanted it. But, he stopped moving with his dick buried in my oral fissure and told me he wanted to cum on me and asked if that was ok. At that compass point, all I could do is nod because my sassing was broad of cock. He told me to lie down on the level, and I did. I lied flat down on my backbone on his carpet and he took a few seconds to just count at me there, then he then came over to my right side and started jacking off over me. I propped myself up on my elbow joint to get a closer feeling at this. His helping hand was wrapped around the cock that was still wet with my spit and moving in a furious footstep. I started jacking myself as I watched this. I wanted to see that cum. I wanted to taste it. I wanted it all over me and he did n't disappoint. He told me he was close. `` Do it '', I begged. `` Shoot it all over me. Cum on my chest. '' And he did.

His hand froze and the head of his cock got even bigger. The first gear shot hit my chin and sprayed on my chest of drawers, but I wanted to savor it, so I leaned in promote and took him into my mouth as he was shooting again ( this time on my cheek ). When I had him in my sassing, his tool surged again and cum flowed into my mouth. There was a tierce and one-quarter surge and I swallowed it all, choking just a petty as he forced himself down my throat. He backed off a bit and shuddered as I continued to clean him up. I could palpate him softening a little and he pulled his tool out, before I wanted him to and told me he wanted to see me cum. He got behind me and rested his rooster on my right shoulder as I scooped his cum off my dresser for lube and started furiously jacking myself off.

I turned my mind to the rightfield and could see his shaft just inches from my aspect. It was oozing some remaining cum onto me. I wanted him back in my mouth, so I turned my head word and tried to gain him. I could n't quite make it, so he shuffled around a bit to make access promiscuous. When I managed to get my mouth on him, his softening cock felt great in there and I just nursed on it as I jacked myself off.

In no time, I was closely. I remember taking a second to subscribe to in my billet. Here I was on this man 's trading floor, completely naked with my legs bedspread and jacking off with his dick in my mouth. With that idea, my own cum shot out all over my chest, mixing with his.

After coming down a bit, he pulled his prick out of my lip, stood up and grabbed a towel for me. After cleaning up, we got dressed and sat on the lounge for a few minutes, chatting like friends. I told him it was fun and he walked me to the door. I shook his manus, said thanks and left.

I ended up meeting with Dan two more than multiplication while separated from my wife. Life went on and I had some girlfriends, but no other male encounters until my married woman and I got back together a few years later. Then the guilt feelings began as I went outside my wedding two times to meet my cock sucking itch .