Being with a guy is something I had frequently fantasized about in my adult yr, but just never did it for various reasons. veneration, nervousness, morality ( kinda square ), health concerns and so on. The fact that I married young and did not want to cheat on my wife is another reason I did not keep an eye on this phantasy. However, when my wife and I separated and were all but divorced, I acted.

I met `` Dan '' on a site like CL ( back when you could do that ) and we chatted via IM for a pair of workweek. We seemed to be very much the same : concerned about cleanliness, free will and both divorced. While I had never done anything intimate 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 flat ...

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

Dan had sent me a couple of face pics and a couple dick pics before we met, and they looked beneficial ! ( Considering the camera quality back then. )

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

But, I was extremely 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 smut that I had brought with me. While the speech sound and images of men sucking and fucking each other came from the TV, we chatted, and whenever possible, I would sneak a peek at his genitalia. I wondered about the dick that was behind those jeans, and my breathing became forgetful realizing I would soon be sucking my firstly cock. 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 crotch, and firmly squeezed my hard cock through my jeans. After a brace arcminute 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 cock as it hung off to the side and down. With shaky men, I reached up and traced the outline of it over his jeans. Never had I been this close 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 detached, I started to undo the button, but it was so slopped that he had to do it for me. With that accomplished, I reached for the zip fastener and slowly pulled it down, and stripped his pants down. Standing there with his pants around his ankle and his blotto blue brief still on, I could really see the scheme of his cock now. He had boxer type briefs on and his peter hung down and off to the leftfield. As I rubbed it through the framework, it started to tent up the underwear. I could n't lead it anymore, so I grabbed the tush of the underwear and cautiously pulled it down. His cock slowly came into perspective and looked thick and at least one-half hard. The underwear caught on the end of his dick and when pulled down farther, it sprang relinquish and bounced right field in front of my face. After getting the legal brief down all the way, I raised my psyche back up causing his stopcock to run along the position of my grimace. It felt like it sent an electric jerk from where it touched me, out through the goal of my fingertips. He was so nigh to me that I could smell a combination of scoop and a kind of musky smell coming from him.

being this close, I wanted to relish this instant. He looked fully toilsome and seemed to be about an inch longer than my six and a half inches and considerably thicker. My maiden cock was right here and just inches in front of my face. I reached up and wrapped my script around it, feeling it 's inclemency and started slowly jacking him off. It felt like my own, but different. I could feel the lenient skin moving up down over the hardness, and his tool felt like strength.

Something like a panic was rising in me. I wanted to feast on his peter, go angry on it, suck him until he shot a load down my pharynx, but at the Same time, I wanted this to last-place. 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 lingua over the pass. It tasted fantastic, and the ruggedness on my glossa turned me on even more. I closed my lip and greedily rubbed the straits across my lip, getting them slick with his pre-cum, then opened up and put him into my oral fissure. I could find the circumcised head slip past my lips and I ran my knife around it. This made him groan, and that urged me to go another footprint further. So, I asked him to sit on the couch and then stood in front line of him and began taking off my clothes. It did n't take long, and I was soon naked. My own dick was rock hard, throbbing and glossy at the tip as I looked at this naked guy on the couch with his legs spreading and waiting for me. He motioned for me to total finisher and when I did he seize my turncock and put the hale thing into his mouth. I could palpate his moustache in my trimmed pubes as he grabbed my ass, forcing me to fuck his face.

He gave me viva voce for maybe a minute or so, but I was here to sop up, so I pulled back and got down on my knee in front of him. ( On my knees between his branch is really where I wanted to be. ) His cock was lying on his stomach, so I picked it up and licked from the radix all the way to the tip and shoved it into my mouthpiece. At that decimal point, I went wild on it, doing things that I like to have done to mine. I let the spit form in my mouth, and his cock became slick with it, so I started jerking him off at the same time. My manus would get up and reach my mouth as he went further into my mouth. Occasionally, I would just jack him off and thrash his big shaven balls. He seemed to like that a lot when I rolled those big chunk around in my mouth. I looked up into his eyes and he was pulling on his mammilla and watching me give him head.

He was quietly urging me to imbibe it, telling me to go faster and harder, so I did. I desperately wanted to do a good job make him palpate in force, please him and I was so off on knowing that I could do it. He removed his deal from his nipples and put them on the spine of my head and gently began fucking my face. I just held still and let him slide his prick in and out of my back talk. I could find his legs start to tense up and I thought he was about to cum, and I wanted it. But, he stopped moving with his gumshoe buried in my mouth and told me he wanted to cum on me and asked if that was ok. At that point, all I could do is nod because my sassing was broad of cock. He told me to lie down on the floor, and I did. I lied flavourless down on my binding on his carpet and he took a few irregular to just search at me there, then he then came over to my right side of meat and started jacking off over me. I propped myself up on my elbow to get a nigh look at this. His helping hand was wrapped around the cock that was still wet with my spitting and moving in a enraged 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 pectus. '' And he did.

His hand froze and the head of his cock got even big. The for the first time injection hit my Chin and sprayed on my chest, but I wanted to taste it, so I leaned in further and took him into my back talk as he was shooting again ( this prison term on my nerve ). When I had him in my backtalk, his turncock surged again and cum flowed into my sass. There was a third base and fourth 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 feel him softening a little and he pulled his cock 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 powerful shoulder joint as I scooped his cum off my bureau for lube and started furiously jacking myself off.

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

In no meter, I was tightlipped. I remember taking a instant to take in my post. Here I was on this man 's floor, completely naked with my legs bedspread and jacking off with his pecker in my mouth. With that thought, my own cum shot out all over my bureau, 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 transactions, chatting like friends. I told him it was fun and he walked me to the room access. I shook his hand, said thanks and left.

I ended up group meeting with Dan two Sir Thomas More time while separated from my wife. Life went on and I had some girlfriends, but no other male encounter until my wife and I got back together a few days later. Then the guilt trip began as I went outside my marriage two sentence to satisfy my cock suck urges .