Being with a guy is something I had frequently fantasized about in my adult old age, but just never did it for various reasons. fearfulness, nervousness, morality ( kinda lame ), health care and so on. The fact that I married Pres Young and did not desire to cuckold on my wife is another cause I did not follow 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 match of week. We seemed to be very much the same : 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 former 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 face pic and a duo dick pics before we met, and they looked good ! ( Considering the television camera quality back then. )

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

But, I was super horny and was only thinking of cock, so those minor dissapointments did n't amount to much.

Once fully in to his apartment, he offered me a beer and popped in a gay porn that I had brought with me. While the sound and images of men sucking and fucking each former came from the TV, we chatted, and whenever possible, I would sneak a peek at his crotch. I wondered about the tool that was behind those jeans, and my external respiration became short realizing I would soon be sucking my start 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 handwriting on my genitals, and firmly squeezed my voiceless dick through my jean. After a mates moment of him rubbing me, and me watching him do it, he removed his hand 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 outline of his rooster as it hung off to the incline and down. With shaky hands, I reached up and traced the outline of it over his blue jean. Never had I been this close to another guy in this way. As I rubbed him through his trouser, 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 free, I started to undo the clit, but it was so soused that he had to do it for me. With that accomplished, I reached for the slide fastener and slowly pulled it down, and stripped his pants down. Standing there with his pants around his ankles and his tight blue briefs still on, I could really see the outline of his cock now. He had boxer type Jockey shorts on and his dick hung down and off to the left. As I rubbed it through the fabric, it started to tent up the underwear. I could n't take it anymore, so I grabbed the arse of the underwear and cautiously pulled it down. His tool slowly came into horizon and looked thick and at least half tough. The underwear caught on the end of his shaft and when pulled down farther, it sprang absolve and bounced rightfield in figurehead of my face. After getting the brief down all the way, I raised my head back up causing his prick to run along the incline of my look. It felt like it sent an galvanizing jerking from where it touched me, out through the ends of my fingertips. He was so close to me that I could smell a combination of soap and a kind of musky smell coming from him.

Being this finish, I wanted to enjoy this moment. He looked fully hard and seemed to be about an inch longer than my six and a one-half inches and considerably thicker. My first gear turncock was right here and just inches in front of my aspect. I reached up and wrapped my hand around it, feeling it 's ruggedness and started slowly jacking him off. It felt like my own, but dissimilar. I could find the soft cutis moving up down over the hardness, and his rooster felt like strength.

Something like a panic was rising in me. I wanted to feed on his shaft, go baseless on it, suck him until he shot a load down my throat, but at the same time, I wanted this to last. 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 knife over the head. It tasted wild, and the hardness on my natural language turned me on even more. I closed my mouth and greedily rubbed the head across my lips, getting them silklike with his pre-cum, then opened up and put him into my sass. I could feel the circumcised head slip-up past my rim and I ran my tongue around it. This made him groan, 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 apparel. It did n't take long, and I was soon naked. My own peter was rock concentrated, throbbing and slick at the tip as I looked at this bare guy on the lounge with his pegleg spread and waiting for me. He motioned for me to fall closer and when I did he grab my turncock and put the altogether thing into his rima oris. I could feel his moustache in my lop pubic bone as he grabbed my ass, forcing me to screw his face.

He gave me unwritten for maybe a arcminute or so, but I was here to nurse, so I pulled back and got down on my knees in movement of him. ( On my genu between his peg is really where I wanted to be. ) His shaft was lying on his stomach, so I picked it up and licked from the substructure all the way to the tip and shoved it into my mouth. At that gunpoint, I went wild on it, doing affair that I like to have done to mine. I let the spit cast in my sassing, and his dick became glib with it, so I started jerking him off at the Lapplander time. My manus would come up and contact my lips as he went further into my mouth. Occasionally, I would just jack him off and lick his big shaven formal. He seemed to like that a lot when I rolled those big globe around in my mouth. I looked up into his eyes and he was pulling on his nipples and watching me give 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 good job make him feel good, please him and I was so turned on knowing that I could do it. He removed his hands from his nipple and put them on the spine of my head and gently began fucking my facial expression. I just held still and let him slide his cock in and out of my mouth. I could find his stage start to tense up up and I thought he was about to cum, and I wanted it. But, he stopped moving with his hawkshaw buried in my mouth and told me he wanted to cum on me and asked if that was ok. At that spot, all I could do is nod because my oral cavity was full of turncock. He told me to lie down on the base, and I did. I lied monotonous down on my back on his carpeting and he took a few bit to just reckon at me there, then he then came over to my right side and started jacking off over me. I propped myself up on my cubitus to get a near flavour at this. His bridge player was wrapped around the cock that was still wet with my spit and moving in a savage pace. 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 helping hand froze and the head of his cock got even enceinte. The firstly shot hit my Kuki-Chin and sprayed on my chest, but I wanted to taste it, so I leaned in further and took him into my mouthpiece as he was shooting again ( this time on my buttock ). When I had him in my oral cavity, his pecker surged again and cum flowed into my sass. There was a third and fourthly 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 house him up. I could palpate him softening a small and he pulled his prick out, before I wanted him to and told me he wanted to see me cum. He got behind me and rested his prick on my right shoulder joint as I scooped his cum off my dresser for lube and started furiously jacking myself off.

I turned my capitulum to the right and could see his shaft just inches from my face. It was oozing some remaining cum onto me. I wanted him back in my mouth, so I turned my straits and tried to attain him. I could n't quite make it, so he shuffled around a bit to make access comfortable. When I managed to get my oral fissure on him, his softening cock felt smashing in there and I just nursed on it as I jacked myself off.

In no prison term, I was skinny. I remember taking a second to take in my state of affairs. Here I was on this man 's floor, completely naked with my legs spread and jacking off with his dick in my oral cavity. With that idea, my own cum shot out all over my chest, mixing with his.

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

I ended up group meeting with Dan two more fourth dimension while separated from my wife. sprightliness went on and I had some girlfriends, but no early manly encounters until my wife and I got back together a few years later. Then the guilt feelings began as I went outside my union two times to meet my cock suck urges .