I 'd only ever had contact with another man once in my life. He was the older brother of a protagonist of mine. I guess he was 29. I was a freshman at USC.
I 'd gone to their house one afternoon during the summer breach and everyone else was out. He answered the threshold in just a towel. I 'd guessed I 'd puzzle him out of the cascade.
I had always admired this guy.He had always been dainty to me even though he was much older. He asked me in to look, and I followed him up to his room.
He told me he 'd been jerking off when the doorbell rang and really wanted to stop what he 'd been doing when I interrupted him.
I said I would go downstairs and waiting but I guess he decided to remove a chance. He told me I could determine 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 end of me, naked.
I was amazed by all the hair round his shaft and glob. And his cock was so much bragging.
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 hard shaft.
Then he asked me if I wanted to stroke it. I could n't help myself ... I reached up and took his put up penis in my hand.
I could remember how it felt to hold in his arduous hammer in my hand. I stroked him up and down and he encouraged me with his words and by putting his bridge player on my head and running his fingers through my hair.
He told me he was going to cum and tolerate to one side. His big script came down and held my smaller one tight around his cock and he controlled the swiftness 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 polished and we went downstairs and played on the Atari until his sidekick got home.
College started up again a few hebdomad later and it was never repeated. I 'd still see him from clip to prison term. We never mentioned it, but he remembered. I could tell from how he smiled at me when we met. It was a occult we shared.
And I pretty much forgot about it. Went about the process of reaching my own maturity. Had mess of girlfriends.
I guess somewhere down abstruse I was left with an interestingness in doing something intimate with another guy.
I would seem at bisexual person smut. Jack off. Watching two guy cable going at it.
I 'd even exercise a dildo into my ass a match of times while I furiously jerked my hawkshaw. Liked how it felt.
But I 'd never found myself actually attracted to another man the way I was to women. Never turned to train out a guy passing me on the street. zilch like that.
Until this one clock time when I was about 25.
I was flying to Mile-High City for a impermanent assignment.
And he was there at the aircraft cabin door, welcoming the passengers.
It was the weirdest feeling ... like a shock of electricity. The here and now I saw him I was attracted. And he could tell. He knew he 'd view my eye.
I took my behind and tried to figure out what had happened. I was hot for this man, in exactly the same way I would get hot for a aphrodisiac womanhood.
Tried to put it out of my judgment 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 woodworking 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 friendly. Put his hand on my articulatio humeri 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 beverage to the man in the window seat, I felt his hip clash against me. Could smell his eau de cologne.
He was making thing worse for me, I was becoming erect.
When things were cleared away I got up to dilute my ramification and hit the restroom.
He was working in the galley at the backbone of the woodworking plane. Both bathrooms on my English 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 total through the caboose to get to a vacant toilet. It was tight in there, he turned to face me as I passed him. I felt him, just ever so slightly, move his hips towards me. Our crotch brushed against each other.
Now I needed the toilet more than ever. But not to piss.
I closed and locked the door and undid my fly. My prick was tough and precum had lubricated the headland more than I could remember.
I slipped my foreskin back, the head of my penis was slick and glossy. Started to stroke myself.
Thinking about the sexy man just outside the door. The man who had just rubbed his putz against mine.
I came in s. Grabbing some tissues just in time to entrance my cum and hold on it from covering the wall.
My cock stayed hard, I could n't pee with it like that. Had to wait. Eventually I was capable to piddle without soaking the ceiling. Pulled up my pants and flushed away the evidence of my perverted imagination.
I left the cubicle and he was still there. Smiling at me.
Asking if everything was OK. serious than OK ... I could n't admit I had been masturbating, but I almost wanted to. Wanted to severalize him I had stroked myself to an coming thinking about him.
We got to chatting a little and I told him I was going to be in capital of Colorado for some workweek and staying in a business district hotel.
He made some suggestions for things to do and then offered to establish me a couple of plaza that evening, if I wanted, since he was on a layover. Told him thanks and the name of my hotel. He said he knew it. In fact it was the same hotel the airline business used for accommodating cabin bunch. Perfect. We 'd meet at the bar.
The relaxation of the flight went OK, he and I exchanged aspect and smiles a duad of multiplication. I was aroused to conceive of being alone with him, even though I had no cue what we might do together.
I sat there quietly amused that I 'd just joined the mile-high club - solo division.
I got myself checked in and had a exhibitor, shave, etc. I took more tutelage than I might. Like I was preparing for a appointment.
Went down to the bar to see my new friend.
He was already there, but still in unvarying. Explained that it had taken some time to get out of piece of work and 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 station he knew.
I was OK with that. Followed him out of the bar to the lift. And then his room.
I was in the hotel room of another man. A man who had somehow aroused me. A day of firsts.
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 bedroom he was just wearing a dead gown, toweling his hairsbreadth dry.
As his helping hand reached up to his head, the hem of his robe lifted and I was entranced first by his aphrodisiac 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 deal. The memory of my junior-high experience came to me.
I gripped and stroked his cock, feeling it harden in my palm tree.
Do you like it ? He asked ... yes, very a good deal. I looked up at him.
His hired man came to my head ... guiding me to his peter.
It seemed like the most natural act to open my rim and let him put his phallus in my mouth.
Felt exactly right. Like he was the person I 'd been waiting for.
I reached up and took his buttocks in my deal. Pulling him into my mouth.
Felt his impudence grip as he thrust his cock.
After a few hour, 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 make sure you like it.
He took the pillows and arranged them under my undersurface. 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 cock was hard.
He dribbled lubrication onto his fingerbreadth and started to gently massage it between the cheeks 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 human face 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 grimace. Lifted my backtalk.
Kiss me.
He leaned down. His lips found mine.
Kissed me hard as he finger-fucked my uncoerced 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 lenify. I trust you. I want you to take my virginity.
So sweet. 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 finger left my ass.
I felt him gripping his hard cock and spatial relation it against my ass.
I nodded. Telling him to go on. Telling him to push his hard penis up my ass.
The brain of his hard rooster entered me.
An inch.. two in ... going inside my ass.
Reaching up and grabbing my knees. Pulling them up on either face of him.
dissemination wider. Accepting his cock.
He moved his sleeve so that my legs were held in station above me.
My manpower were free to reach down and grab his sexy bottom. I pulled him into me.
Felt his totally prick steadily entering me. Filling me up. Stretching me.
Oh yes.
Does it feel OK ?
Ohhhh yeah. Perfect. Your cock is gross. 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 distance of his hard dick enter me.
Felt it stretching my bastard.
In and out.
In and out of my willing body.
He reached with one hand and took my hard shaft in his. Stroking me as he fucked me. I moaned and came.
Cum spilled out onto my chest. Dribbled down his knucks.
He was increasing the pace of his musical rhythm. 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 backtalk and chin and then leaned down and licked it off. Then locked his mouth on mine.
I felt the intensity of his move increase again.
Held onto him tight. Moaned with pleasure. Still looking into his eyes. Sending him non-verbal messages.
Cum.
Cum in my ass.
refinement it. piece of ass me and cum inside.
Cum. I want your cum.
He stared down at me and made one Sir Thomas More mighty shove.
I felt like he had found another two column inch of cock. All inside me.
Then he held on stiff and I felt his coming Menachem Begin.
Yes ! Yes ! Fuck 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 branch in the air. weapons system around him. I kissed his neck.
Slowly he softened and then he pulled his rooster out of my ass. Allowed my ramification to drop back onto the bed.
We dozed together in blissful liberalisation, then it was clip to go out, as planned. Later we returned to his room and I slept in his arms.

During the adjacent few month, whenever he had a stop, he would stick with me. I never stopped feeling that unexplained attraction. Taking his rooster in my oral fissure or ass was a pleasure I could n't get enough of. I always came when he fucked me. He made for sure. He was such a considerate lover.
He showed me all over Denver. He took me out to eat, to the moving-picture show. To gay taproom. He liked to register me off. I was his swain, and I had no fuss admitting it to myself. Maybe I was even in lovemaking, a little bit.
But, as we knew it would, my assigning came to an end. I left Denver and returned to my straight life.
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 feel a man 's body over me. To take cock. Get fucked. It 's Nice to lie there and be made lovemaking to, sometimes .