I 'd only ever had impinging with another man once in my life history. He was the former pal of a friend of mine. I guess he was 29. I was a freshman at USC.
I 'd gone to their house one afternoon during the summer suspension and everyone else was out. He answered the door in just a towel. I 'd guessed I 'd suffer him out of the shower.
I had always admired this guy.He had always been prissy to me even though he was a great deal elder. 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 land up what he 'd been doing when I interrupted him.
I said I would go downstairs and waiting but I guess he decided to take a luck. He told me I could see 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 of me, naked.
I was amazed by all the whisker round his cock and ball. And his putz was so much bigger.
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 difficult shaft.
Then he asked me if I wanted to stroke it. I could n't help myself ... I reached up and took his rear penis in my hand.
I could remember how it felt to hold his hard putz in my hired hand. I stroked him up and down and he encouraged me with his words and by putting his handwriting on my head and running his fingerbreadth through my hair.
He told me he was going to cum and stood to one side. His big hand came down and held my littler one tight around his shaft and he controlled the f number 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 brother got home.
College started up again a few weeks later and it was never repeated. I 'd still see him from meter 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 very much forgot about it. choke about the appendage of reaching my own maturity. Had quite a little of girlfriend.
I guess somewhere down abstruse I was left with an interest in doing something intimate with another guy.
I would count at epicene porn. diddly-shit off. Watching two guys going at it.
I 'd even make for a dildo into my ass a pair of times while I furiously jerked my putz. Liked how it felt.
But I 'd never chance myself actually attracted to another man the way I was to women. Never turned to checker out a guy passing me on the street. Nothing like that.
Until this one meter when I was about 25.
I was flying to capital of Colorado for a temp assignment.
And he was there at the aircraft cabin door, welcoming the passengers.
It was the eldritch feeling ... 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 picture out what had happened. I was hot for this man, in exactly the Same way I would get hot for a aphrodisiacal woman.
Tried to put it out of my mind 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 carpenter's plane, trying to overtake a glimpse of the custodian who 'd had such an event 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 coffee berry.
He leaned across to cede a beverage to the man in the windowpane rear, I felt his hip light touch against me. Could sense his cologne.
He was making things worse for me, I was becoming erect.
When things were cleared away I got up to stretch out my legs and hit the restroom.
He was working in the galley at the spinal column of the woodworking plane. Both bathrooms 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 very well, I said.
He told me I could issue forth through the galley to get to a vacant lavatory. It was tight in there, he turned to confront me as I passed him. I felt him, just ever so slightly, run his coxa towards me. Our crotches brushed against each other.
Now I needed the toilet more than ever. But not to urinate.
I closed and locked the doorway and undid my fly. My rooster was hard and precum had lubricated the head teacher more than I could remember.
I slipped my prepuce back, the head of my phallus was slick and lustrous. Started to stroke myself.
Thinking about the sexy man just outside the room access. The man who had just rubbed his cock against mine.
I came in seconds. Grabbing some tissue just in time to overhear my cum and contain it from covering the wall.
My cock stayed hard, I could n't pee with it like that. Had to look. Eventually I was able 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 let in I had been masturbating, but I almost wanted to. Wanted to severalize him I had stroked myself to an orgasm thinking about him.
We got to chatting a small and I told him I was going to be in Denver for some weeks and staying in a business district hotel.
He made some suggestions for matter to do and then offered to show me a match of places that eve, if I wanted, since he was on a layover. Told him thanks and the gens of my hotel. He said he knew it. In fact it was the same hotel the airline used for accommodating cabin work party. perfective. We 'd meet at the bar.
The rest of the flight went OK, he and I exchanged looks and smiles a duet of prison term. 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 connect the mile-high night club - solo division.
I got myself checked in and had a shower, shave, etc. I took more care than I might. Like I was preparing for a date.
Went down to the bar to meet my new friend.
He was already there, but still in uniform. Explained that it had taken some time to get out of workplace 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 hold off 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 way.
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 William Tell I was surprised at myself ...
Asked me if I wanted to search my interest. I told him yes.
He went to subscribe a exhibitor and I sat watching TV.
When he came back into the bedroom he was just wearing a poor robe, toweling his whisker dry.
As his hands reached up to his drumhead, the hem of his gown 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 prick in my hired hand. The store of my junior-high experience came to me.
I gripped and stroked his shaft, feeling it temper in my decoration.
Do you like it ? He asked ... yes, very practically. I looked up at him.
His bridge player came to my head ... guiding me to his cock.
It seemed like the most natural act to afford my rim and let him put his member in my mouth.
Felt exactly right. Like he was the person I 'd been waiting for.
I reached up and took his fundament in my hands. Pulling him into my mouth.
Felt his cheeks grasp 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 strike 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 draw sure you like it.
He took the pillows and arranged them under my bottomland. 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 tool was hard.
He dribbled lubrication onto his fingers 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, sleeve apart. Inviting him to lay down on top of me.
He climbed up. expression to fount 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 face. Lifted my lips.
candy kiss me.
He leaned down. His back talk found mine.
Kissed me hard as he finger-fucked my willing ass.
I broke the buss. Held him tight. My lips next to his ear ....
I want you in me.
I want you to make love me.
I want your cock.
He looked me in the eye ...
You 're certainly ?
Yes. You 're easy. I trust you. I want you to take my virginity.
So gratifying. 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 laborious rooster 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 head of his laborious cock entered me.
An inch.. two column inch ... going inside my ass.
Reaching up and grabbing my knee joint. Pulling them up on either side of him.
Spreading wider. Accepting his cock.
He moved his arms so that my ramification were held in place above me.
My workforce were free to reach down and grab his sexy tush. I pulled him into me.
Felt his totally cock steadily entering me. Filling me up. Stretching me.
Oh yes.
Does it sense OK ?
Ohhhh yeah. perfect tense. Your shaft is pure. You can screw 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 strong cock enter me.
Felt it stretching my whoreson.
In and out.
In and out of my leave body.
He reached with one hand and took my heavily cock in his. Stroking me as he fucked me. I moaned and came.
Cum spilled out onto my breast. Dribbled down his brass knucks.
He was increasing the rate of his rhythm. Fucking into me as I rocked my physical structure to meet his thrusts.
He brought his fist up to my oral cavity and I licked my own cum off his hand.
He rubbed what was left onto my lips and mentum and then leaned down and licked it off. Then locked his mouth on mine.
I felt the intensiveness of his apparent motion increase again.
Held onto him tight. Moaned with pleasure. Still looking into his eyes. Sending him non-verbal messages.
Cum.
Cum in my ass.
Finish it. Fuck me and cum inside.
Cum. I want your cum.
He stared down at me and made one Thomas More mighty shove.
I felt like he had found another two column inch of cock. All inside me.
Then he held on tight and I felt his coming 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 peter out of my ass. Allowed my legs to drop 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 months, whenever he had a layover, he would stay with me. I never stopped feeling that unexplained attraction. Taking his shaft in my oral cavity or ass was a pleasure I could n't get enough of. I always came when he fucked me. He made sure. He was such a considerate lover.
He showed me all over Mile-High City. He took me out to eat, to the movies. To gay streak. He liked to register me off. I was his boyfriend, and I had no trouble admitting it to myself. Maybe I was even in love, a little bit.
But, as we knew it would, my assignment came to an end. I left Denver and returned to my square life.
cypher 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 experience a man 's body over me. To lease tool. Get fucked. It 's nice to lie there and be made love to, sometimes .