I 'd only ever had contact with another man once in my life. He was the older sidekick of a booster of mine. I guess he was 29. I was a freshman at USC.
I 'd gone to their mansion one afternoon during the summer severance and everyone else was out. He answered the threshold in just a towel. I 'd guessed I 'd incur him out of the shower.
I had always admired this guy.He had always been overnice to me even though he was a lot one-time. He asked me in to wait, and I followed him up to his room.
He told me he 'd been jerking off when the doorbell rang and really wanted to end up what he 'd been doing when I interrupted him.
I said I would go downstairs and wait but I guess he decided to take a hazard. He told me I could watch him if I wanted. I was curiously concern 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 battlefront of me, naked.
I was amazed by all the hair round his putz and glob. And his cock was so very much bad.
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 cock. Asked me if I liked seeing his penis.
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 peter got very hard.
He came close to me as I sat there looking up at him and I watched his fist sliding up and down his hard shaft.
Then he asked me if I wanted to stroke it. I could n't serve myself ... I reached up and took his upright penis in my hand.
I could think how it felt to retain his laborious cock in my script. I stroked him up and down and he encouraged me with his run-in and by putting his bridge player on my heading and running his fingers through my hair.
He told me he was going to cum and stood to one side. His big paw came down and held my smaller one tight around his cock and he controlled the speed of my stroking until he ejaculated.
I was fascinated to see the white fluid shoot out of his cock.
Once he was done, he got enclothe and we went downstairs and played on the Atari until his brother got home.
College started up again a few calendar week later and it was never repeated. I 'd still see him from clip to meter. We never mentioned it, but he remembered. I could tell from how he smiled at me when we met. It was a undercover we shared.
And I pretty a lot forgot about it. Went about the operation of reaching my own matureness. Had tidy sum of girlfriends.
I guess somewhere down deep I was left with an interest in doing something sexual with another guy.
I would search at bisexual porn. doodly-squat off. Watching two cat going at it.
I 'd even sour a dildo into my ass a duad of times while I furiously jerked my dick. Liked how it felt.
But I 'd never incur myself actually attracted to another man the way I was to womanhood. Never turned to check out a guy passing me on the street. goose egg like that.
Until this one time when I was about 25.
I was flying to Denver for a irregular assigning.
And he was there at the aircraft cabin door, welcoming the passengers.
It was the eldritch feeling ... like a jolt of electricity. The moment I saw him I was attracted. And he could tell. He knew he 'd caught my eye.
I took my nates and tried to envision 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 mind and opened up the book I 'd brought with me.
We took off. I found myself casually leaning out and staring up the gangway of the plane, trying to catch a glance of the steward who 'd had such an outcome on me.
He caught me looking. Caught my eye. Smiled at me.
When he reached my row and was serving us, he was very friendly. Put his hand on my berm and leaned down close to ask me if I wanted anything.
I could barely talk. Asked for deep brown.
He leaned across to deliver a drinkable to the man in the window seat, I felt his hip brush against me. Could smell his cologne.
He was making things big for me, I was becoming erect.
When things were cleared away I got up to stretch my legs and hit the restroom.
He was working in the galley at the vertebral column of the plane. Both privy 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 mulct, 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 present me as I passed him. I felt him, just ever so slightly, incite his pelvic girdle towards me. Our private parts brushed against each other.
Now I needed the toilet more than ever. But not to wee.
I closed and locked the door and unwrap my fly. My cock was unvoiced and precum had lubricated the nous more than I could retrieve.
I slipped my foreskin back, the read/write head of my penis was glossy and shiny. Started to stroke myself.
Thinking about the sexy man just outside the door. The man who had just rubbed his shaft against mine.
I came in minute. Grabbing some tissues just in time to catch my cum and turn back it from covering the wall.
My cock stayed hard, I could n't pee with it like that. Had to hold back. Eventually I was able to urinate without soaking the cap. Pulled up my pants and flushed away the grounds of my perverted imagination.
I left the cell and he was still there. Smiling at me.
request if everything was OK. Better than OK ... I could n't intromit I had been masturbating, but I almost wanted to. Wanted to say him I had stroked myself to an sexual climax thinking about him.
We got to chatting a lilliputian and I told him I was going to be in Denver for some week and staying in a downtown hotel.
He made some prompting for things to do and then offered to show me a couple of piazza that evening, if I wanted, since he was on a stopover. Told him thanks and the name of my hotel. He said he knew it. In fact it was the same hotel the airline used for accommodating cabin crews. perfect tense. We 'd contact at the bar.
The rest of the flight of steps went OK, he and I exchanged look and smiles a yoke of times. I was aroused to consider of being alone with him, even though I had no clue what we might do together.
I sat there quietly amused that I 'd just joined the mile-high clubhouse - solo division.
I got myself checked in and had a shower, shave, etc. I took more guardianship 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 uniform. Explained that it had taken some time to get out of work and handwriting off some paperwork, so he 'd only just arrived.
I said that was OK we could adjoin later if he wanted, but he said no, just come up to his room and I could wait while he changed and then we could go on out to a place he knew.
I was OK with that. Followed him out of the bar to the elevators. And then his room.
I was in the hotel room of another man. A man who had somehow aroused me. A day of kickoff.
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 interest. I told him yes.
He went to take a shower and I sat watching TV.
When he came back into the sleeping room he was just wearing a shortsighted robe, toweling his hair dry.
As his men reached up to his head, the hem of his gown lifted and I was entranced first by his aphrodisiacal ass and then, as he turned around, his penis - vacillation between his thigh.
He stepped towards me and asked me what I wanted to do.
I reached out and took his rooster in my bridge player. 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 a great deal. I looked up at him.
His hand came to my heading ... guiding me to his hammer.
It seemed like the most natural act to open my lips and let him put his penis in my mouth.
Felt exactly right. Like he was the person I 'd been waiting for.
I reached up and took his stern in my workforce. Pulling him into my mouth.
Felt his nerve clench as he thrust his cock.
After a few bit, I pulled away.
Looked up at him.
I want you to have sex me.
He smiled down at me and told me OK. Told me to take off my clothes.
He went to the bathroom 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 make for sure you like it.
He took the pillows and arranged them under my bottom. Lifting me up. Presenting my ass to him.
He climbed up onto the bed. Between my branch. I spread for him.
My ass exposed.
My peter was hard.
He dribbled lubrication onto his fingers and started to gently knead it between the face of my ass.
He eyes never left mine as he rubbed and then began probing.
push, first one finger, then two, into my ass.
I reached up, arms apart. Inviting him to lay down on top of me.
He climbed up. Face to brass with me.
I felt his cock rubbing against mine.
Felt his arm between us as he continued .... his digit pumping in and out of my ass.
I held him to me. Lifted my brass. Lifted my lips.
candy kiss me.
He leaned down. His lips found mine.
Kissed me hard as he finger-fucked my willing ass.
I broke the buss. 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 sugared. 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 fingers left my ass.
I felt him gripping his hard peter and position it against my ass.
I nodded. Telling him to go on. Telling him to advertize his hard member up my ass.
The headspring of his knockout peter entered me.
An inch.. two inches ... going inside my ass.
Reaching up and grabbing my knees. Pulling them up on either side of him.
Spreading wider. Accepting his peter.
He moved his arms so that my legs were held in seat above me.
My hands were exempt to attain down and catch his sexy tooshie. I pulled him into me.
Felt his whole putz steadily entering me. Filling me up. Stretching me.
Oh yes.
Does it palpate OK ?
Ohhhh yeah. Perfect. Your cock is perfect. You can have intercourse me.
He started moving in and out. Slowly. Gently making love to me.
Sliding his hips down against my up-raised ass.
I was feeling the length of his hard cock enter me.
Felt it stretching my motherfucker.
In and out.
In and out of my bequeath body.
He reached with one script and took my arduous stopcock in his. Stroking me as he fucked me. I moaned and came.
Cum spilled out onto my chest. Dribbled down his knuckles.
He was increasing the pace of his rhythm. Fucking into me as I rocked my body to meet his thrusts.
He brought his fist up to my rima oris and I licked my own cum off his mitt.
He rubbed what was left onto my backtalk and chin and then leaned down and licked it off. Then locked his sass on mine.
I felt the intensity of his movement increase again.
Held onto him tight. Moaned with pleasance. Still looking into his centre. Sending him non-verbal messages.
Cum.
Cum in my ass.
Finish it. fucking 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 inches of pecker. All inside me.
Then he held on tight and I felt his orgasm begin.
Yes ! Yes ! Fuck me. Cum in me.
He grunted. Bucked his hips. Once, punishing. Twice, harder. Three times.. so deep into me.
Wonderful.
He collapsed onto me. I held him tight. My stage 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 ramification to drop back onto the bed.
We dozed together in blissful relaxation, then it was meter to go out, as planned. Later we returned to his room and I slept in his arms.

During the side by side few calendar month, whenever he had a layover, he would stay with me. I never stopped feeling that unexplained attractive feature. Taking his cock in my mouth or ass was a pleasure I could n't get plenty of. I always came when he fucked me. He made sure. He was such a considerate lover.
He showed me all over Denver. He took me out to eat, to the moving picture. To gay legal community. He liked to show me off. I was his boyfriend, and I had no bother admitting it to myself. Maybe I was even in erotic love, a picayune bit.
But, as we knew it would, my assignment came to an end. I left Denver and returned to my unbent life-time.
cypher 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 tool. Get fucked. It 's Nice to lie there and be made beloved to, sometimes .