I 'd only ever had liaison with another man once in my life history. He was the quondam blood brother of a admirer of mine. I guess he was 29. I was a starter at USC.
I 'd gone to their sign of the zodiac one afternoon during the summer jailbreak and everyone else was out. He answered the doorway in just a towel. I 'd guessed I 'd develop him out of the shower.
I had always admired this guy.He had always been squeamish to me even though he was much older. He asked me in to await, and I followed him up to his room.
He told me he 'd been jerking off when the bell rang and really wanted to finish what he 'd been doing when I interrupted him.
I said I would go downstairs and wait but I guess he decided to adopt a chance. He told me I could watch 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 forepart of me, naked.
I was amazed by all the hair round his shaft and orb. And his stopcock was so lots 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 cock 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 slam.
Then he asked me if I wanted to stroke it. I could n't serve myself ... I reached up and took his erect penis in my hand.
I could call up how it felt to hold his hard dick in my paw. I stroked him up and down and he encouraged me with his wrangle and by putting his helping hand on my point and running his fingers through my hair.
He told me he was going to cum and put up to one side. His big hand 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 dressed and we went downstairs and played on the Atari until his crony got home.
College started up again a few weeks later and it was never repeated. I 'd still see him from time to time. We never mentioned it, but he remembered. I could tell from how he smiled at me when we met. It was a secret we shared.
And I pretty much forgot about it. go away about the process of reaching my own maturity. Had raft of lady friend.
I guess somewhere down deeply I was left with an involvement in doing something sexual with another guy.
I would bet at bisexual person smut. diddly off. Watching two guys going at it.
I 'd even wreak a dildo into my ass a span of prison term while I furiously jerked my dick. Liked how it felt.
But I 'd never retrieve myself actually attracted to another man the way I was to women. Never turned to check out a guy passing me on the street. Nothing like that.
Until this one sentence when I was about 25.
I was flying to Mile-High City for a temporary assignment.
And he was there at the aircraft cabin door, welcoming the passengers.
It was the weirdest tactile sensation ... 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 arse and tried to estimate out what had happened. I was hot for this man, in exactly the same way I would get hot for a sexy char.
Tried to put it out of my thinker and opened up the leger I 'd brought with me.
We took off. I found myself casually leaning out and staring up the aisle of the sheet, trying to catch a coup d'oeil 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 bridge player on my articulatio humeri and leaned down close to ask me if I wanted anything.
I could barely speak. Asked for umber.
He leaned across to deliver a drink to the man in the window fanny, I felt his hip brush against me. Could smell his cologne.
He was making things forged 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 sheet. Both bathrooms on my slope were occupied and so I was just standing there.
He looked up and smiled.
Asked me if I had everything I needed. I was alright, I said.
He told me I could derive through the galley to get to a vacant bathroom. It was tight in there, he turned to face me as I passed him. I felt him, just ever so slightly, incite his hip joint towards me. Our genitalia brushed against each other.
Now I needed the toilet more than ever. But not to piss.
I closed and locked the door and unwrap my fly. My dick was hard and precum had lubricated the head more than I could commend.
I slipped my foreskin back, the head of my phallus was slick and lustrous. Started to stroke myself.
Thinking about the sexy man just outside the door. The man who had just rubbed his cock against mine.
I came in seconds. Grabbing some tissue just in sentence to enchant my cum and stop it from covering the wall.
My cock stayed hard, I could n't pee with it like that. Had to hold off. Eventually I was capable to urinate 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. Better than OK ... I could n't allow in 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 Mile-High City for some calendar week and staying in a downtown hotel.
He made some mesmerism for things to do and then offered to testify me a mates of position that eve, if I wanted, since he was on a stop. 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. We 'd meet at the bar.
The rest of the flight of stairs went OK, he and I exchanged looks and smiles a couple of meter. I was aroused to think of being alone with him, even though I had no clew what we might do together.
I sat there quietly amused that I 'd just get together the mile-high club - solo division.
I got myself checked in and had a exhibitor, shave, etc. I took more concern than I might. Like I was preparing for a engagement.
Went down to the bar to meet my new friend.
He was already there, but still in uniform. Explained that it had taken some meter to get out of work and hand off some paperwork, so he 'd only just arrived.
I said that was OK we could meet later if he wanted, but he said no, just come up to his room and I could waitress 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 elbow 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 William Tell I was surprised at myself ...
Asked me if I wanted to search my pursuit. 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 short robe, toweling his hair dry.
As his deal reached up to his head, the hem of his gown lifted and I was entranced first by his aphrodisiac ass and then, as he turned around, his member - vacillation between his thighs.
He stepped towards me and asked me what I wanted to do.
I reached out and took his cock in my bridge player. The remembering of my junior-high experience came to me.
I gripped and stroked his cock, feeling it temper in my ribbon.
Do you like it ? He asked ... yes, very much. I looked up at him.
His hired man came to my heading ... guiding me to his peter.
It seemed like the most natural act to afford my lips and let him put his penis in my backtalk.
Felt exactly right. Like he was the mortal I 'd been waiting for.
I reached up and took his buttocks in my deal. Pulling him into my mouth.
Felt his impudence clench as he thrust his cock.
After a few minutes, 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 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 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 stage. I spread for him.
My ass exposed.
My turncock was hard.
He dribbled lubrication onto his fingers and started to gently rub down 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. aspect to face with me.
I felt his cock rubbing against mine.
Felt his arm between us as he continued .... his finger's breadth pumping in and out of my ass.
I held him to me. Lifted my face. Lifted my rim.
candy kiss me.
He leaned down. His back talk found mine.
Kissed me hard as he finger-fucked my uncoerced ass.
I broke the kiss. 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 soft. I trust you. I want you to look at my virginity.
So sweet. I 'm so proud of. 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 cock and placement it against my ass.
I nodded. Telling him to go on. Telling him to push his hard penis up my ass.
The principal of his severely cock entered me.
An inch.. two inches ... going inside my ass.
Reaching up and grabbing my knee. Pulling them up on either side of him.
public exposure wider. Accepting his cock.
He moved his arms so that my legs were held in place above me.
My hands were unfreeze to reach down and snap up his sexy rump. I pulled him into me.
Felt his all stopcock steadily entering me. Filling me up. Stretching me.
Oh yes.
Does it feel OK ?
Ohhhh yeah. perfect tense. Your hammer is perfect. You can fuck me.
He started moving in and out. Slowly. Gently making sexual love to me.
Sliding his hip down against my up-raised ass.
I was feeling the length of his hard dick enter me.
Felt it stretching my son of a bitch.
In and out.
In and out of my bequeath body.
He reached with one hand and took my operose tool in his. Stroking me as he fucked me. I moaned and came.
Cum spilled out onto my chest of drawers. Dribbled down his brass knuckles.
He was increasing the pace of his rhythm. Fucking into me as I rocked my body to suffer his thrusts.
He brought his clenched fist up to my sass and I licked my own cum off his hand.
He rubbed what was left onto my lips and chin and then leaned down and licked it off. Then locked his back talk on mine.
I felt the volume of his motion increment again.
Held onto him tight. Moaned with pleasure. Still looking into his eyes. Sending him non-verbal messages.
Cum.
Cum in my ass.
finale it. roll in the hay me and cum inside.
Cum. I want your cum.
He stared down at me and made one to a greater extent mighty shove.
I felt like he had found another two column inch of stopcock. All inside me.
Then he held on tight and I felt his climax 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 legs in the air. Arms around him. I kissed his neck.
Slowly he softened and then he pulled his prick out of my ass. Allowed my pegleg to set down back onto the bed.
We dozed together in blissful relaxation, then it was time to go out, as planned. Later we returned to his room and I slept in his arms.

During the next few month, whenever he had a stopover, he would ride out with me. I never stopped feeling that unexplained attraction. Taking his dick in my mouth or ass was a pleasure I could n't get enough of. I always came when he fucked me. He made indisputable. He was such a considerate buff.
He showed me all over Denver. He took me out to eat, to the movies. To gay bars. He liked to register me off. I was his boyfriend, and I had no fuss admitting it to myself. Maybe I was even in making love, a piffling bit.
But, as we knew it would, my designation came to an end. I left Denver and returned to my straight sprightliness.
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 engage prick. Get fucked. It 's gracious to lie there and be made erotic love to, sometimes .