First BJ in decennium

One 's berth in sprightliness can and will change with time. I find myself at one of those turning points. Now, what to make of it ?

After a long metre in a distressing family relationship, including lots of paid direction and some pretty drastic ups and downs, I finally decided that it was n't going to get unspoiled. I told the GF that I was moving out. Well, we had some stick asset and family issues, so getting that all squared away and actually preparing to move took some time. Fortunately, we are being basically civic about it all. The finally two months of my life, well-nigh of my discretional metre has been spent sorting out all my diddley, getting rid of what I wo n't use, and packing. Moving day is coming and we 're both glad to see it happen.

One side welfare that I 'm going to prosecute is broadening my sensible horizon, regarding friendships and specifically sex. I had a few male-male experiences when I was much younger, and lately I 've been getting interested in that attack again. I still have it off sex with women, but I have decided it 's time to try MM sex again. I 'm not sure how to continue, 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 time with friends and category, but that old intimate itch is coming back. You ca n't really say that I 'm singular, 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 lots of fun, getting naked and playing with ourselves and each other. I remember how it felt to front down and see a man on my toilsome prick, and how it felt to train a severe turncock in my own lip. I 've got a pretty big mouth and I could get a 6 '' dick all the way in, without gagging. My best suck chum was about 5.5 '' long, temperate thickness and cut, and he had a very attractive, aphrodisiac shaft. I loved licking and kissing his ball, then working my way up his shaft until I opened up and took him into my mouth. Just thinking of it now gives me an erection. He had hassle getting much of my 7+ '' shaft in his mouth, but he did a finely job on me nonetheless. We would suck each early, but he did n't like taking it in our mouths, so we would cease off with a handwriting job.

I also got with a guy who was my size. Maybe a picayune shorter, maybe a little thicker. But he had a very aphrodisiac cock and nice suspension balls. ( I love playing with chunk, and having mine played with. ) Now I understood how the other guy had to work at taking in a big cock, but once I learned to slack up, it was amazing fun. I especially think how it looked up near before I went down on him, that big cut cock head ... hot. We took routine on each other and tried different location, and I loved them all. When it was time to finish him off, I got between his knee and bobbed on and off, adding a lot of lingua action, until I would palpate him throb and let loose a load of creamy jism in my back talk. I did n't wish for the taste, but the act was a real bend on.

*** 1 calendar month Later ***

well, I 'm in my own place now. It 's nice not having to weather the mumbling and tense discussions. And it 's quiet - unless I have some Genesis or Twisted Sister on ( lol ). I 've been enjoying just closing the spook and taking out my cock, whenever I want. When it 's ardent, I get totally naked and stroke myself. The start time I jerked myself here, I just let it fly all over the floor. It was worth the difficulty to clean it up.

I have started joining in some local anesthetic natural action, to amplify my circle of protagonist. I 'm not necessarily looking for a lay or BJ from tribe, but the companionship is nice. I wo n't deny I 'm keeping my eyes open for opportunities.

I have a small figure of acquaintance that have been that for some years. None of them were nominee for FWB. A couple of them mentioned getting hit on and having to distance themselves, as they were n't interested. Another was the type that was quite protective of his masculinity. Another was outright disgusted by the idea of M-M sex. No opportunity there.

I invited Tim, the masculine blighter, over for some dinner party and chat. I grilled a duo of steaks and we sipped on a bit of whisky. I was enjoying the evening out on the terrace, it was perfect and the bugs had n't come out yet. He was telling me about his wife 's recent visit to her youngster, and I was telling him that I was surprised how well I got on with living alone. He form of surprised me with a comment : `` When I was home base alone, I wished I had a friend there. And it gave me a fortune to think about being alone, and kinda about intimacy. You know, I can see people of the same sex developing a intimate family relationship. ``

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

'' I do n't think so, but the idea certainly does n't revolt me. ``

'' Me neither, '' I replied. `` Actually, I fooled around with male child, and remember it being a lot of fun. Then lady friend came along. ''

Now he said something I did n't gestate. `` I 've had similar experiences, and I 'm beginning to consider I might go there again. Half curiosity, half excitement. ``

The ball was in my motor lodge now. I thought for a few indorsement, looked him in the eye, and said `` So have I. In fact, I 've gotten to the point where I think I 'm make to explore. ``

Tim said, `` Maybe we should explore that together. '' I smiled, and said, `` I 'd love to. '' Then he said, `` You 'll have to instruct me, there are things I have n't done before. '' My response was, `` We 'll go slow. Remember, it 's been a prospicient time for me too. I might not wish it as much. ``

Without anything said, we picked up our plates and put them by the sump. I made a gesture toward the living elbow 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 former down towards his hips. He hugged tighter, and now I could feel a lump in his pants. It was happening to me, too. It felt so nice to be touching another individual !

I broke the embrace but kept my arms on his shoulders, and asked, `` What are you most rum about ? ''

'' My first off doubt was whether I 'd like just touching a man. Got that answered, it was skillful. ``

'' I was surprise how decent it felt. How about touching hide ? '' I reached for his shirt buttons and started opening them. Then I reached in and felt the light hair on his chest of drawers. It was having an effect on me and I said so. `` I do n't live a bout you, but I 'm getting hard. '' He looked down and saw an obvioius gibbousness in my trunks. `` I guess so, and me too. '' I reached down to his crotch and slither my hand across, and there it was, a hard clod pointing to the side. I ran my hand over it, and Tim closed his eyes and moaned.

After touching him, I finished opening his shirt took it off him. Then he pulled my t-shirt up and over my principal. Without thinking, we again embraced, and I said, `` Oh yes, much skillful without dress. '' We rubbed across each other, then I moved in closer so my leg was between his. This pressed our shaft glob against each early. We rubbed a bit, then Tim said, `` Let 's lose these clothes. '' I stepped back and took off my pants, underwear and drogue ; my peter was almost fully erect. He did the Saami, and his very fine-looking fellow member was now in champaign sight. His dick was just perfect, a bighearted six incher. We just stood still and looked at each former. My oculus were going up and down his snip torso and looking at his peter, which finished growing.

I pressed his shoulders and he sat down on the couch. I spread his legs and reached for his cock with one mitt and his balls with the former, then started stroking and fondling. With one throbbing, he was fully raise in my bridge player. And my cock was pointing straight out too. He reached for it, and we spent a minute stroking each other.

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

'' more than working, it feels sooo good. '' A pounding from his peter punctuated the point. I was still stroking him and he could find a pounding from my electric organ too.

I looked at him and asked, `` Can I take this farther ? '' He smiled, and I went to my genu in battlefront of him. I moved in and thought how I was about to feel a man in my mouth for the first metre in decennary. I was so punishing and my putz was pointing up. I moved my hand down to his foundation then studied his turncock for a moment. It was hot, with veins running up and down it, and a prominent head. And his formal were hanging very seductively. I moved in closer and brought my lips to his bastard. I kissed it, then began to lick all around. I really, really wanted this Hammond organ in my mouth. 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 hard cock and I loved it. I started going on and off him, and kept that up for a while.

I pulled off his peter 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 couch next to him, and he got down on his stifle. `` You 're so big, how do I do this ? ``

I answered, `` Just go dim, and try to keep your teeth off it. '' He stroked me then brought his nerve down and took in my cockhead. It was so aphrodisiacal seeing mortal 's mouth on my cock, I throbbed and moaned. Then he started moving down on me. I could find his wet mouth and it was amazing, so wet and warm.

Tim did a good job with his teeth, and now was bobbing on and off me. I must have been really aroused because I was ready to cum. But I took my judgment off it so I 'd last a while. Eventually I needed release, and told him I was ready ; he came off me only to say, `` Let me feature it, I 'm gear up. In my sassing ! '' With that, he went back on me and slid on and off. I lost it. With a oink and a stab at his grimace, I came and pumped his mouth full-of-the-moon of my seed. So salutary, so uh, uh ...

Tim slowed down but kept sucking on me as I cummed in his oral cavity. Not a drop 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 shaft flopped back on my belly. Then I stood him up, and leaned forward to take his arduous cock back in my backtalk. I went right to forge on him, and he started a pumping apparent motion into my rima oris. He was fucking my grimace and I loved it. Before long, he began to grunt like I had done, then took cargo hold of my chief and buried his cock in my rima oris. I felt him throb, then felt my mouth filling with jism. hoot he had a lot ! I swallowed a dyad of times, then let the eternal rest fill my mouth while I sucked on him and moved on and off. After a minute, I swallowed the rest, licked off his dick and had him sit by me. We both were spent, physically, sexually and emotionally.

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

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

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

Tim answered, `` Yours is big but I loved it. How retentive is that affair ? ``

'' heptad inches. red cent man, you had almost all of it in your mouth ! ``

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

'' Sure affair ! ``

Then he thought a mo and said, `` The wierd thing is, I do n't feel like any lupus erythematosus a man. And I still love pussycat. That 's a pleasant surprise. ``

*** The following day ***

I woke up with a grin on my expression. Last night, Tim hung out for a bit then went rest home, but we were both grave about doing it again. I was back in the cocksucking business and I was glad it turned out well. In fact, thinking about finish night was making me hard again. I think I 'll think Tim 's mouth on me and rub one out. Good way to bulge out the day .