I 'd only ever had contact with another man once in my life. He was the older blood brother of a friend of mine. I guess he was 29. I was a neophyte at USC.
I 'd gone to their planetary 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 stimulate him out of the shower.
I had always admired this guy.He had always been nice to me even though he was practically older. 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 cease what he 'd been doing when I interrupted him.
I said I would go downstairs and postponement but I guess he decided to lease a hazard. He told me I could check him if I wanted. I was curiously interest 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 social movement of me, naked.
I was amazed by all the hair round his shaft and globe. And his rooster was so much large.
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 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 grueling shaft.
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 remember how it felt to hold his hard tool in my manus. I stroked him up and down and he encouraged me with his Word and by putting his hand on my headspring and running his finger through my hair.
He told me he was going to cum and stood to one incline. His big mitt came down and held my smaller one tight around his rooster 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 dressed and we went downstairs and played on the Atari until his sidekick got home.
College started up again a few weeks later and it was never repeated. I 'd still see him from metre to time. We never mentioned it, but he remembered. I could tell from how he smiled at me when we met. It was a clandestine we shared.
And I pretty a good deal forgot about it. Went about the physical process of reaching my own matureness. Had plenty of girlfriend.
I guess somewhere down inscrutable I was left with an sake in doing something intimate with another guy.
I would look at epicene porn. knave off. Watching two guys going at it.
I 'd even worked 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 charwoman. Never turned to check out a guy passing me on the street. Nothing like that.
Until this one clip 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 feeling ... like a shock of electricity. The import I saw him I was attracted. And he could tell. He knew he 'd caught my eye.
I took my butt and tried to picture out what had happened. I was hot for this man, in exactly the same way I would get hot for a sexy charwoman.
Tried to put it out of my head and opened up the book I 'd brought with me.
We took off. I found myself casually leaning out and staring up the aisle of the plane, trying to entrance 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 friendly. Put his hand on my shoulder and leaned down close to ask me if I wanted anything.
I could barely speak. Asked for deep brown.
He leaned across to deliver a beverage to the man in the window keister, I felt his hip brush against me. Could smell his eau de cologne.
He was making affair worse 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 back of the plane. Both privy on my face 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 galley to get to a vacant bathroom. It was tight in there, he turned to face up me as I passed him. I felt him, just ever so slightly, act his pelvis towards me. Our crotches brushed against each other.
Now I needed the toilet more than ever. But not to piss.
I closed and locked the door and unmake my fly. My peter was gruelling and precum had lubricated the head more than I could think back.
I slipped my prepuce back, the principal of my penis was silky and shining. Started to stroke myself.
Thinking about the aphrodisiacal man just outside the door. The man who had just rubbed his rooster against mine.
I came in moment. Grabbing some tissues just in time to catch my cum and stop it from covering the wall.
My cock stayed concentrated, I could n't pee with it like that. Had to expect. Eventually I was able to urinate without soaking the ceiling. Pulled up my pants and flushed away the grounds of my sophisticate imagination.
I left the cubicle and he was still there. Smiling at me.
request 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 orgasm thinking about him.
We got to chatting a little and I told him I was going to be in Denver for some weeks and staying in a downtown hotel.
He made some hypnotism for affair to do and then offered to record me a couple of places that evening, if I wanted, since he was on a layover. Told him thanks and the public figure of my hotel. He said he knew it. In fact it was the Lapplander hotel the airline used for accommodating cabin crews. Perfect. We 'd fulfill at the bar.
The rest period of the flight went OK, he and I exchanged looks and smiles a couple of metre. I was aroused to think 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 link up the mile-high club - solo division.
I got myself checked in and had a shower, shave, etc. I took more aid than I might. Like I was preparing for a escort.
Went down to the bar to meet my new acquaintance.
He was already there, but still in uniform. Explained that it had taken some clock time to get out of piece of work and hired hand off some paperwork, so he 'd only just arrived.
I said that was OK we could touch 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 home 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 number 1.
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 research 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 shortstop robe, toweling his hair dry.
As his mitt 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 phallus - swinging between his thighs.
He stepped towards me and asked me what I wanted to do.
I reached out and took his hammer in my hand. The memory of my junior-high experience came to me.
I gripped and stroked his turncock, feeling it harden in my palm.
Do you like it ? He asked ... yes, very much. I looked up at him.
His bridge player came to my header ... guiding me to his peter.
It seemed like the most natural act to open my rim and let him put his penis in my back talk.
Felt exactly right. Like he was the person I 'd been waiting for.
I reached up and took his tail end in my hands. Pulling him into my mouth.
Felt his cheeks hold as he thrust his cock.
After a few minutes, I pulled away.
Looked up at him.
I want you to screw me.
He smiled down at me and told me OK. Told me to shoot off my clothes.
He went to the bathroom and came back with lubricator. 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 certainly 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 legs. I spread for him.
My ass exposed.
My hammer was hard.
He dribbled lubrication onto his finger's breadth and started to gently knead it between the cheeks of my ass.
He eyes never left mine as he rubbed and then began probing.
Pushing, 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. typeface to face with me.
I felt his cock rubbing against mine.
Felt his arm between us as he continued .... his finger pumping in and out of my ass.
I held him to me. Lifted my grimace. Lifted my mouth.
candy kiss me.
He leaned down. His lips found mine.
Kissed me hard as he finger-fucked my willing ass.
I broke the osculation. Held him tight. My mouth 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 patrician. I trust you. I want you to take aim my virginity.
So sugariness. I 'm so pleased. You want me to be your first.
Yes. Yes. I want you. I want it to be you..
We never lost eye-contact.
His finger's breadth left my ass.
I felt him gripping his backbreaking pecker and stead it against my ass.
I nodded. Telling him to go on. Telling him to crowd his hard penis up my ass.
The head of his gruelling pecker entered me.
An inch.. two column inch ... going inside my ass.
Reaching up and grabbing my stifle. Pulling them up on either side of meat of him.
Spreading wider. Accepting his cock.
He moved his arms so that my legs were held in station above me.
My men were costless to achieve down and grab his sexy bottom. I pulled him into me.
Felt his altogether pecker steadily entering me. Filling me up. Stretching me.
Oh yes.
Does it sense OK ?
Ohhhh yeah. Perfect. Your cock is thoroughgoing. You can fuck 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 bunghole.
In and out.
In and out of my willing body.
He reached with one hand and took my hard putz in his. Stroking me as he fucked me. I moaned and came.
Cum spilled out onto my chest. Dribbled down his metacarpophalangeal joint.
He was increasing the footstep of his calendar method of birth control. Fucking into me as I rocked my body to meet his thrusts.
He brought his fist up to my mouth and I licked my own cum off his hand.
He rubbed what was left onto my lips and Kuki-Chin and then leaned down and licked it off. Then locked his mouth on mine.
I felt the intensity of his motion increment again.
Held onto him sozzled. Moaned with pleasance. Still looking into his eyes. Sending him non-verbal messages.
Cum.
Cum in my ass.
finale it. Fuck 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 tool. All inside me.
Then he held on miserly and I felt his orgasm Begin.
Yes ! Yes ! piece of ass me. Cum in me.
He grunted. Bucked his hips. Once, hard. Twice, harder. Three times.. so deep into me.
Wonderful.
He collapsed onto me. I held him tight. My legs in the air. branch around him. I kissed his neck.
Slowly he softened and then he pulled his cock out of my ass. Allowed my wooden leg to drop back onto the bed.
We dozed together in blissful relaxation, then it was metre to go out, as planned. Later we returned to his room and I slept in his arms.

During the next few calendar month, whenever he had a layover, he would last out with me. I never stopped feeling that unexplained attractive force. Taking his cock in my backtalk or ass was a pleasance I could n't get decent 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 movies. To gay bars. He liked to record me off. I was his boyfriend, and I had no fuss admitting it to myself. Maybe I was even in love, a little bit.
But, as we knew it would, my designation came to an end. I left Denver and returned to my straight lifespan.
Nobody knew I had been exclusively, submissively gay for nearly 4 months. .
I 've never met another guy who attracted me. But sometimes I yearn to palpate a man 's body over me. To take cock. Get fucked. It 's gracious to lie there and be made love to, sometimes .