I am a consecutive acting bi guy and I want to tell the story of the first sentence I was with another guy ( it 's the secondment clock time really but the inaugural time I was a lot untried and we did n't really do much ) This is my first clock time writing a report so please be gentle : ) If you like it or just want to natter, send packing me a substance, hope you enjoy !

I was 20 yr old, working night certificate at a factory near my house where I spent almost of my time looking at smut and jerking off. I had known for geezerhood that I was into both guys and lady friend but had n't yet been with a guy apart from the little bit of experimentation that I mentioned above but about six months before this floor took place I began to seriously starve putz. From the time I hit puberty I had basically been addicted to porn and I was into any and every type of erotica that was out there but when I began craving cock I started only paying aid to cocks in unbent TV, then I stopped watching full-strength video altogether and would only watch shemale and gay poppycock. Eventually it got to the stage where I would just google `` pecker '' go to image and scroll thoroughgoing photograph after photo of big hard stopcock ! I wanted all of them, I could almost savour their cum when I thought about it hard enough.

It was all getting to be too much and I decided that smut was n't good enough any More and I was going to ingest to get a real number cock in my hands. I lived in a small town and I did n't even know where to begin, I only knew of one gay guy in my town, he was older, probably too soon thirties, and lived veracious across the street from me so it was way too finale to house considering how far in the wardrobe I was : )

I was flicking through a newspaper one day and came across the personals, quickly found the men seeking men section and started rifling through, there were quite a few guys in my area which surprised me, just reading the ads made my dick Menachem Begin to grow in my pants, I started thinking about all the beautiful hawkshaw I had seen online and how in this paper there were men with cocks just like the I I blew my incumbrance looking at, looking to see !

For some understanding I could n't wreak myself to ring any of them, it was a messaging inspection and repair so I would n't own had to utter to them directly but it just all seemed too much, I got choked up even thinking about it so I decided that I would enter my own ad. As soon as the idea entered my nous I got instantly severely, I was dwelling alone and in my way so I just grabbed the sound before I lost my spunk, my hands were shaking and my putz was pulsating as I dialed the number, I now had the headphone in one hand and my rock-hard cock in the early, I was slowly stroking myself as I left my message and my details, thinking about the theory that the following cock I would apply might not be my own, I had never been more turned on in my lifetime ! I finished my ad just in time as my shaft erupted and sprayed cum all over my trunk, I took the time to collect every bit of it with my finger and swallow every drop.

Over the next week or so I would check for new messages every hazard I got, each new message resulted in me blowing my load but none so far were what I was looking for. Most were too far away and others were a bit too old for me or a bit too live. Then one Friday break of day I checked my messages in bed and there was one new substance from a guy near me, he did n't say exactly where he was but said he was in my general field, he seemed perfect, he was surefooted in his message so I figured it was n't his first time but he did n't come off as too see. He left his turn so I took it down and hung up. I was now lying in my bed, phone in one hand, his number in the other and my putz making a tent out of my bed sheet. I typed out the message `` Hi, I just got your reply to my personal ad '' I sat staring at that message for what felt like a life-time, I was so nervous, nobody knew I was into cat and here I was about to text a unknown from my area who wanted to meet me ! My hands were shaking again but I think the throbbing in my cock eventually won and I hit send. I almost came in my pants when I hit the button and I knew there was no turning back. I lay there waiting for a reply, my mind was now wandering, thinking about all the potential outcomes, each possible scenario, everything could go perfectly and I would finally feel a real turncock flip my lips or everything could go horribly damage and I could be outed.

Before long I got a reply :
Him- Hi, thanks for getting back to me so quick
Me- No problem, thanks for leaving a substance
Him- I look through those ads quite a bit but I 've never actually replied to one, just liked the sound of you.
Me- Thanks : ) what 's your gens ?
Him- Paul, yours ?
I was so nervous at that period that I gave him a imposter epithet just in case he recognized me
Me- Darren, nice to meet you Paul !
Him- You too. So how long have you been into guys .... ?

We texted back and quaternary for nearly the intact day, he was really cool, seemed laid back and was n't pushing me to fill him right away. I ended up telling him that I was really skittish about the whole matter and he was cool with it all, he said we were just chatting, no insistency. As I got more relaxed I opened up more, I told him about some of my more naturalise juju, I asked if he had any and he said he loved to suck a guys cock just after he took a piss, I could n't consider it, I loved watersports, I would get into the shower and wee-wee all over myself and rub it into my peel and lick it off my finger while I jerked off. I did n't separate him that though as I was still a bit weary of the whole thing so I just said it was something I would make love to try. I think he knew I was holding back because after chatting about it for a few minutes he eventually got it out of me. I was convinced it would put him off but he said he did the same ! I had never spoken to anyone about fetishes before and here I was telling a random stranger how I loved to make water on myself and then jerk off ! ! !

We continued texting each other every day for a pair of weeks and I opened up Thomas More and more, one night when I was in work he asked where exactly I was from, I told him the name of my townsfolk and he told me that 's where he lived too. He asked me where abouts in the town I lived and I got a bit unquiet again but I was so horny at this point that I told him, there was no reply for about 20 minutes and then he texted :
Him- Sam ?
He knew my actual name ! ! ! How the fuck did he know my real public figure, he knows me ! ! ! I felt unbalanced, I could n't even respond. After a while he texted me saying `` It 's OK, I 'm not going to state anyone, bet you 're wondering who I am ? '' I was scouring my brain trying to cypher out who it could possibly be ...
Me- Yeah, I am
Him- I do n't believe this, It 's Tom from across the street !
My jaw dropped ! I had left an ad in a internal newsprint 's personals subdivision looking for a guy and I somehow manage to get a reply from a guy across the street ! ! !

All of a sudden I was a dissimilar kind of queasy, I knew Tom would n't out me, we got on well and would chew the fat from time to time, he was cool. The nervousness I was feeling now was due to the fact that I now knew this was going to happen. I was so horny just thinking about it. I think he came to the same finale and before long asked if I wanted to match up. I said `` I 'd love to, I 'm in work now in the factory, why do n't you arrive over ? nonentity ever calls '' He texted me back and said he 'd be there in 10 minutes. My thinker began to wind again, I had fantasied about him quite a bit over the yr, he was the only gay guy I knew so I had always been attracted to him. I was now thinking about his prick and what it would be like, what it would feel like to actually sense it on my back talk and in my rima oris.

After around 10 arcminute my phone rang, he was away, I met him at the logic gate and let him in. It was a low temperature Night but I was trembling with spunk more than frigidness. I chatted nervously as we walked around the rachis of the building, I had butterflies on my stomach. When we finally got around the vertebral column of the construction the nerves quickly stopped. I stopped and stood with my back against the wall, before I had a chance to cogitate he stood right up to me and kissed me, a trench, wet, slightly forceful kiss, I kissed him back just as rich and emphatic, I could feel his rough stubble on my cheek which made me so horny, I was actually kissing a man !
I put both of my work force on his ass and pulled him fill up to me, I could experience the bulge in his jeans rubbing up against mine. I moved one hand around his torso and began rubbing him through his jeans, he was getting harder and harder, I had to have his tool in my helping hand ! Still kissing him arduous, I pulled his belt capable, popped the top release of his jeans and then slowly pulled down his zip, I was so hard at this point that I thought I was going to burst out of my blue jean ! I pulled the rubber band of his boxers away from his organic structure and reached my hand inside, when I felt his cock touch my script I thought I was going to cum right then. I grabbed it tight in my hired man and began to slowly work my manus up and down his spear, his tool felt so good, it was rock punishing but his skin was so soft. It was n't long before he had his manpower inside my trouser too and we were jerking each other off.
This went on for about 5 minutes until I could n't take it any more, I had to have his beautiful bulging shaft in my back talk. I stopped kissing him and pushed him back a bit, I looked down at the cock I had just been playing with and it looked even better than it felt, it was long and thick and was bending slightly to the left. I could see the tip of it was soaked in precum. I slowly dropped down until I was on my knees and staring at his cock. I wrapped my hand gently around the base of his prick keeping his foreskin covering his head, I edged him slowly into my mouth, running my tongue down his intact shaft, feeling his warmness in my lip. Once I had my mouth full of his manhood I pulled back his foreskin and tasted the Brobdingnagian amount of precum that had built up in him, one good suck and more came pouring out of his shaft and I gratefully swallowed every drop ! I began to take up his gorgeous tool, my hand running up and down his shaft while my lips and tongue worked on his nous. His cock was covered in my spit now, I would take him out of my mouth every minute of arc or so to give my jaw a break and watercourse of warm spit would hang between the tip of his cock and my wet sassing, I would nurse it all back up before returning his dick to my back talk. I started to deep-throat him and within a minute he began to groan, I knew what was coming and that just made me hornier so I sucked harder and abstruse than before and with one big groan I felt his hard prick pulse intensely and then his hot, salty cum hit the rachis of my throat for the first-class honours degree prison term, he nearly filled my mouth with his lading and I swallowed every final stage drop curtain ! I cleaned his dick with my mouth and then looked up at him, he looked down smiling and just said `` your turn ''
I got to my fundament, my jeans straining to hold my cock at this microscope stage, he kissed me laborious and deep again, tasting his own cum and then got down on his knee joint, he wasted no sentence and bickering on my stiff dick and lubed me up with his mitt. With one western fence lizard motion my cock was buried trench in his pharynx, I 'd never feel anything like it, he kept shoving my tool down his throat and within a matter of here and now I felt myself getting fix to fulfil his hot mouth with my cum, I started to groan and he picked up on it sucking me knockout and faster until I could n't bear it anymore and emptied every ace drop of cum from my swollen musket ball into his open rima oris, it was one of the right orgasms I 've ever had. He then cleaned my pecker, got to his feet, we kissed again and I got to savor my own juices, and then he left. I 'll never block the belief of taking him into my rima oris for the maiden fourth dimension, I do n't believe I 'll ever be more horny.

After he left I went back in spite of appearance and sat down, I could n't believe what had happened, I just sucked a guy off, Sir Thomas More to the point I had just sucked off my neighbor who I had fantasied about for years, I could still taste his cum which was making me smile but could n't aid thinking about all the sentence I sat in my room jerking off to pictures of cock when there was one right across the street that I could 've been sucking .