First BJ in tenner

One 's situation in life can and will transfer with clip. I find myself at one of those turning detail. Now, what to make of it ?

After a long time in a distressing relationship, including lots of paid counselling and some pretty drastic ups and pile, I finally decided that it was n't going to get advantageously. I told the GF that I was moving out. Well, we had some articulation asset and family issues, so getting that all squared away and actually preparing to prompt took some clock time. Fortunately, we are being basically civil about it all. The last two months of my animation, most of my discretionary time has been spent sorting out all my shit, getting rid of what I wo n't use, and packing. Moving day is coming and we 're both sword lily to see it happen.

One slope welfare that I 'm going to pursue is broadening my horizon, regarding friendships and specifically sex. I had a few male-male experiences when I was much younger, and lately I 've been getting matter to in that approach again. I still be intimate sex with women, but I have decided it 's clock time to try MM sex again. I 'm not sure how to proceed, but I 'll certainly be keeping my eyes open.

I 'm ok being by myself. I do n't get lonely, as I 've been spending sentence with friends and family, but that old intimate scabies is coming back. You ca n't really say that I 'm curious, since I 've had fun with males before. More like wondering if I still like it.

My history is getting with a few bozo for jerkoffs, handjobs and cock sucking. We had mountain of fun, getting naked and playing with ourselves and each other. I remember how it felt to look down and see a man on my hard pecker, and how it felt to take a heavily cock in my own mouth. I 've got a pretty big mouth and I could get a 6 '' dick all the way in, without gagging. My best suck buddy was about 5.5 '' long, moderate thickness and cut, and he had a very attractive, sexy rooster. I loved licking and kissing his balls, then working my way up his shaft until I opened up and took him into my lip. Just thinking of it now gives me an erection. He had trouble getting much of my 7+ '' hammer in his mouth, but he did a fine job on me nonetheless. We would suck each other, but he did n't like taking it in our mouths, so we would finish off with a hand job.

I also got with a guy who was my size. Maybe a little shorter, maybe a piffling thicker. But he had a very sexy rooster and nice hanging glob. ( I love playing with chunk, and having mine played with. ) Now I understood how the other guy had to act upon at taking in a big rooster, but once I learned to loosen, it was amazing fun. I especially remember how it looked up ending before I went down on him, that big cut cock head ... hot. We took turns on each other and taste different stance, and I loved them all. When it was time to fetch up him off, I got between his knees and bobbed on and off, adding a lot of tongue activity, until I would palpate him throb and let loose a load of creamy jism in my back talk. I did n't care for the taste, but the act was a rattling turn on.

*** 1 Month Later ***

Well, I 'm in my own spot now. It 's dainty not having to endure the mumbling and tense up discourse. And it 's quiet down - unless I have some Genesis or Twisted Sister on ( lol ). I 've been enjoying just closing the shades and taking out my cock, whenever I want. When it 's warm, I get totally naked and stroke myself. The offset prison term I jerked myself here, I just let it fly all over the floor. It was worth the worry to make clean it up.

I have started joining in some local activeness, to expound my circle of friends. I 'm not necessarily looking for a lay or BJ from folks, but the companionship is Nice. I wo n't deny I 'm keeping my eyes open for opportunities.

I have a small routine of ally that have been that for some yr. None of them were candidate for FWB. A couple of them mentioned getting hit on and having to distance themselves, as they were n't concerned. Another was the type that was quite protective of his maleness. Another was outright disgusted by the idea of M-M sex. No prospect there.

I invited Tim, the masculine blighter, over for some dinner and confabulation. I grilled a couple of steaks and we sipped on a bit of whiskey. I was enjoying the evening out on the patio, it was unadulterated and the bugs had n't come out yet. He was telling me about his married woman 's recent visit to her kids, and I was telling him that I was surprised how well I got on with living alone. He kind of surprised me with a remark : `` When I was base alone, I wished I had a friend there. And it gave me a hazard to remember about being alone, and kinda about intimacy. You know, I can see citizenry of the like sex developing a sexual relationship. ``

I thought for a sec, then said, `` Has it happened to you ? ``

'' I do n't call up so, but the idea certainly does n't disgust me. ``

'' Me neither, '' I replied. `` Actually, I fooled around with boy, and call up it being a lot of fun. Then young woman came along. ''

Now he said something I did n't bear. `` I 've had alike experiences, and I 'm beginning to think I might go there again. Half oddity, half hullabaloo. ``

The ball was in my court now. I thought for a few instant, looked him in the eye, and said `` So have I. In fact, I 've gotten to the full point where I think I 'm set to search. ``

Tim said, `` Maybe we should research that together. '' I smiled, and said, `` I 'd love to. '' Then he said, `` You 'll have to teach me, there are affair I have n't done before. '' My response was, `` We 'll go tiresome. Remember, it 's been a longsighted time for me too. I might not like it as much. ``

Without anything said, we picked up our plates and put them by the sink. I made a gesture toward the livelihood room, and as he passed I put my hand on his shoulder. I left it there as we walked to the couch. Tim turned to me and said, `` Can I have a hug ? ``

I reached around and brought him to me. We stood there for a bit, embracing, then I started to move one arm slowly up and down, and slowly slid the other down towards his hips. He hugged tighter, and now I could feel a lump in his drawers. It was happening to me, too. It felt so nice to be touching another person !

I broke the bosom but kept my weapon on his shoulders, and asked, `` What are you most queer about ? ''

'' My first interrogation was whether I 'd like just touching a man. Got that answered, it was gracious. ``

'' I was surprised how skillful it felt. How about touching skin ? '' I reached for his shirt buttons and started opening them. Then I reached in and felt the light haircloth on his thorax. It was having an core on me and I said so. `` I do n't know a binge you, but I 'm getting hard. '' He looked down and saw an obvioius protuberance in my shorts. `` I guess so, and me too. '' I reached down to his crotch and slid my hand across, and there it was, a hard lummox pointing to the side. I ran my bridge player over it, and Tim closed his eye and moaned.

After touching him, I finished opening his shirt took it off him. Then he pulled my T-shirt up and over my head. Without thinking, we again embraced, and I said, `` Oh yes, often honorable without dress. '' We rubbed across each former, then I moved in closer so my leg was between his. This pressed our shaft lumps against each other. We rubbed a bit, then Tim said, `` Let 's suffer these clothes. '' I stepped back and took off my pants, underclothing and socks ; my cock was almost fully vertical. He did the same, and his very bountiful member was now in plain batch. His dick was just thoroughgoing, a handsome six incher. We just stood still and looked at each other. My eyes were going up and down his trim torso and looking at his cock, which finished growing.

I pressed his shoulder joint and he sat down on the couch. I spread his leg and reached for his stopcock with one hand and his balls with the other, then started stroking and fondling. With one pounding, he was fully put up in my mitt. And my cock was pointing straight out too. He reached for it, and we spent a moment stroking each other.

As good as that felt, I was ready for more. But I wanted to throw trusted he was too, so I asked, `` Are you good, Tim ? Is this working for you ? ``

'' Thomas More than working, it feels sooo good. '' A throb from his cock punctuated the point. I was still stroking him and he could feel a throb from my reed organ too.

I looked at him and asked, `` Can I take this farther ? '' He smiled, and I went to my human knee in front of him. I moved in and thought how I was about to feel a man in my mouth for the inaugural time in decennary. I was so hard and my dick was pointing up. I moved my hand down to his floor then studied his cock for a second. It was hot, with veins running up and down it, and a prominent head. And his balls were hanging very seductively. I moved in finisher and brought my back talk to his dickhead. I kissed it, then began to cream all around. I really, really wanted this organ in my sass. So I opened my mouth and took in his cockhead. He moaned. I moved slowly down on him, and he moaned again. My mouth was being filled by his intemperately cock and I loved it. I started going on and off him, and kept that up for a while.

I pulled off his rooster and asked him, `` Are you set up to try it too ? '' He gave me a glassy-eyed look and said, `` Yes, yes. Please. '' I sat on the lounge next to him, and he got down on his stifle. `` You 're so big, how do I do this ? ``

I answered, `` Just go slow, and try to keep your teeth off it. '' He stroked me then brought his grimace down and took in my cockhead. It was so sexy seeing mortal 's backtalk on my peter, I throbbed and moaned. Then he started moving down on me. I could feel his wet back talk and it was amazing, so wet and warm.

Tim did a adept job with his tooth, and now was bobbing on and off me. I must accept been really horny because I was ready to cum. But I took my brain off it so I 'd final a patch. Eventually I needed release, and told him I was ready ; he came off me only to say, `` Let me have it, I 'm ready. In my mouth ! '' With that, he went back on me and skid on and off. I lost it. With a grunt and a pang at his facial expression, I came and pumped his talk full of my seed. So skilful, so uh, uh ...

Tim slowed down but kept sucking on me as I cummed in his oral cavity. Not a free fall escaped, soon I saw him swallow. Then I noticed that he was stroking himself. well that wo n't do. I gently pulled his head off me and my cock flopped back on my belly. Then I stood him up, and leaned forward to require his concentrated cock back in my mouth. I went right to turn on him, and he started a pumping apparent movement into my mouth. He was fucking my face and I loved it. Before long, he began to grunt like I had done, then took hold of my head and buried his shaft in my mouth. I felt him pounding, then felt my sassing filling with jism. Damn he had a lot ! I swallowed a couple of times, then let the quietus fill my mouth while I sucked on him and moved on and off. After a minute, I swallowed the balance, licked off his dick and had him sit by me. We both were spent, physically, sexually and emotionally.

After a minute, I asked, `` Well ? Was it what you expected ? ``

'' That and more. I think I wan na do this again. '' He reached over to hold my deflating cock and I did the like with his.

'' Me too. And maybe some early stuff. I want to frot too, cumming on each other 's cocks. By the way, I loved sucking your cock. It 's just utter for my mouth. ``

Tim answered, `` Yours is big but I loved it. How long is that thing ? ``

'' Seven inch. Shit man, you had almost all of it in your backtalk ! ``

'' I 'll have got to practice. volition you help ? ``

'' for sure matter ! ``

Then he thought a bit and said, `` The wierd thing is, I do n't finger like any less a man. And I still love pussy. That 's a pleasant surprisal. ``

*** The next day ***

I woke up with a smile on my face. finish night, Tim hung out for a bit then went home, but we were both sober about doing it again. I was back in the cocksucking business and I was glad it turned out well. In fact, thinking about final night was making me grueling again. I think I 'll remember Tim 's sass on me and rub one out. near way to start the day .