I 'd only ever had tangency with another man once in my life. He was the older blood brother of a friend of mine. I guess he was 29. I was a freshman at USC.
I 'd gone to their star sign one afternoon during the summer break and everyone else was out. He answered the room access in just a towel. I 'd guessed I 'd gotten him out of the shower.
I had always admired this guy.He had always been nice to me even though he was much senior. 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 finish what he 'd been doing when I interrupted him.
I said I would go downstairs and wait but I guess he decided to take a probability. He told me I could observe him if I wanted. I was curiously worry 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 hair round his pecker and balls. And his shaft was so a good deal with child.
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 tool. Asked me if I liked seeing his member.
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 putz 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 voiceless gibe.
Then he asked me if I wanted to stroke it. I could n't help myself ... I reached up and took his erect penis in my hand.
I could recollect how it felt to hold his hard tool in my hand. I stroked him up and down and he encouraged me with his words and by putting his paw on my head and running his fingers through my hair.
He told me he was going to cum and remain firm to one side. His big deal came down and held my smaller one tight around his dick and he controlled the speed of my stroke 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 chum got home.
College started up again a few calendar week later and it was never repeated. I 'd still see him from fourth dimension to meter. We never mentioned it, but he remembered. I could recite from how he smiled at me when we met. It was a secret we shared.
And I pretty much forgot about it. rifle about the mental process of reaching my own maturity date. Had plenitude of girlfriends.
I guess somewhere down deep I was left with an interest in doing something sexual with another guy.
I would look at bisexual person porno. Jack off. Watching two guys going at it.
I 'd even worked a dildo into my ass a couple of times while I furiously jerked my shaft. Liked how it felt.
But I 'd never find myself actually attracted to another man the way I was to fair sex. Never turned to check out a guy passing me on the street. Nothing like that.
Until this one time when I was about 25.
I was flying to Denver for a temporary assignment.
And he was there at the aircraft cabin door, welcoming the passengers.
It was the weird feeling ... like a jolt of electricity. The here and now I saw him I was attracted. And he could tell apart. He knew he 'd capture my eye.
I took my seat and tried to figure out what had happened. I was hot for this man, in exactly the same way I would get hot for a sexy woman.
Tried to put it out of my judgement and opened up the rule book 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 glimpse of the steward who 'd had such an core 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 mouth. Asked for chocolate.
He leaned across to deliver a drinkable to the man in the window rump, I felt his hip brushing against me. Could smell his cologne.
He was making things regretful for me, I was becoming erect.
When things were cleared away I got up to stretch my pegleg and hit the restroom.
He was working in the galley at the rachis of the plane. Both privy on my side of meat were occupied and so I was just standing there.
He looked up and smiled.
Asked me if I had everything I needed. I was all right, I said.
He told me I could come through the galley to get to a vacant john. It was tight in there, he turned to face me as I passed him. I felt him, just ever so slightly, be active his hips towards me. Our crotch 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 cock was hard and precum had lubricated the head more than I could call up.
I slipped my foreskin back, the head of my penis was knavish and shiny. Started to stroke myself.
Thinking about the sexy man just outside the threshold. The man who had just rubbed his hammer against mine.
I came in seconds. Grabbing some tissues just in clock time to catch my cum and cease it from covering the paries.
My shaft stayed unvoiced, I could n't pee with it like that. Had to await. Eventually I was able to piddle without soaking the ceiling. Pulled up my gasp and flushed away the evidence of my perverted imagination.
I left the kiosk and he was still there. Smiling at me.
request if everything was OK. practiced than OK ... I could n't admit I had been masturbating, but I almost wanted to. Wanted to recount 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 Denver for some weeks and staying in a downtown hotel.
He made some suggestions for things to do and then offered to bear witness me a match of places that evening, if I wanted, since he was on a layover. Told him thanks and the public figure of my hotel. He said he knew it. In fact it was the same hotel the airway used for accommodating cabin work party. Perfect. We 'd meet at the bar.
The rest of the escape went OK, he and I exchanged looks and smiles a couple of times. I was aroused to opine 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 baseball club - solo division.
I got myself checked in and had a exhibitioner, shave, etc. I took more care than I might. Like I was preparing for a date.
Went down to the bar to fill my new friend.
He was already there, but still in consistent. Explained that it had taken some time to get out of body of work and hired 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 wait 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 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 tell I was surprised at myself ...
Asked me if I wanted to search my interest. I told him yes.
He went to take a cascade and I sat watching TV.
When he came back into the bedroom he was just wearing a short robe, toweling his fuzz dry.
As his hands reached up to his head, the hem of his robe 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 hand. The memory of my junior-high experience came to me.
I gripped and stroked his cock, feeling it harden in my decoration.
Do you like it ? He asked ... yes, very much. I looked up at him.
His handwriting came to my head ... guiding me to his cock.
It seemed like the most born act to open my rim and let him put his member in my lip.
Felt exactly right. Like he was the person I 'd been waiting for.
I reached up and took his buttocks in my hand. Pulling him into my mouth.
Felt his cheeks clench as he thrust his cock.
After a few mo, 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 assume off my clothes.
He went to the bathroom and came back with lubricating substance. 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 certainly 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 legs. I spread for him.
My ass exposed.
My cock was hard.
He dribbled lubrication onto his fingers and started to gently rub down it between the nerve 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, blazon apart. Inviting him to lay down on top of me.
He climbed up. font to face 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.
Kiss me.
He leaned down. His lips found mine.
Kissed me hard as he finger-fucked my willing ass.
I broke the kiss. Held him tight. My rim next to his ear ....
I want you in me.
I want you to have it off me.
I want your cock.
He looked me in the eye ...
You 're sure as shooting ?
Yes. You 're gentle. I trust you. I want you to take my virginity.
So Henry Sweet. 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 hard cock and place 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 backbreaking cock entered me.
An inch.. two inch ... going inside my ass.
Reaching up and grabbing my knees. Pulling them up on either side of him.
Spreading wider. Accepting his dick.
He moved his munition so that my peg were held in place above me.
My paw were free to reach down and grab his sexy bottom. I pulled him into me.
Felt his solid stopcock steadily entering me. Filling me up. Stretching me.
Oh yes.
Does it feel OK ?
Ohhhh yeah. Perfect. Your putz is pure. You can have intercourse 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 length of his hard tool enter me.
Felt it stretching my SOB.
In and out.
In and out of my bequeath body.
He reached with one hand and took my toilsome pecker in his. Stroking me as he fucked me. I moaned and came.
Cum spilled out onto my breast. Dribbled down his knuckles.
He was increasing the pace of his regular recurrence. Fucking into me as I rocked my torso to meet his thrusts.
He brought his fist up to my mouth and I licked my own cum off his helping hand.
He rubbed what was left onto my lips and chin and then leaned down and licked it off. Then locked his rima oris on mine.
I felt the vividness of his motion increase again.
Held onto him miserly. Moaned with pleasure. Still looking into his eye. 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 more mighty shove.
I felt like he had found another two inches of cock. All inside me.
Then he held on soaked and I felt his orgasm begin.
Yes ! Yes ! shag me. Cum in me.
He grunted. Bucked his hips. Once, laborious. Twice, harder. Three times.. so deep into me.
Wonderful.
He collapsed onto me. I held him tight. My peg in the air. Arms around him. I kissed his neck.
Slowly he softened and then he pulled his shaft out of my ass. Allowed my legs to drop back onto the bed.
We dozed together in blissful relaxation, then it was clock time to go out, as planned. Later we returned to his room and I slept in his arms.

During the future few months, whenever he had a layover, he would stay with me. I never stopped feeling that unexplained attractive force. Taking his cock in my mouth or ass was a joy I could n't get plenty of. I always came when he fucked me. He made sure. He was such a considerate buff.
He showed me all over Denver. He took me out to eat, to the movies. To gay legal community. He liked to show me off. I was his swain, and I had no problem admitting it to myself. Maybe I was even in love, a short bit.
But, as we knew it would, my appointment came to an end. I left Mile-High City and returned to my straight living.
nonentity 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 direct turncock. Get fucked. It 's Nice to lie there and be made making love to, sometimes .