first time same sex experience

[Monstermanuk]

Hi all,

Just wanted your opinions, I have lived as a straight guy for 27 years but always been attracted to guys as well since primary school. I have never known any gay/bi guys and only met a couple briefly through girlfriends (like for 5 minutes) but obviously they didnt know I had any gay tendancies.

I have been thinking about seeing a male escort just for a bit of an experience and just to satisfy lust and I suppose curiousity.

I've put a pic of the guy that I'm thinking of seeing as you can see he is pretty big 10x7 to be exact......bigger than me.

What do you think shall I go for it or carry on the way I am resisting urges and carrying on as normal.

I realise some well say "thats a decision for you" but thats not much use really as what I am after is advice from people who have been there or just advice really

Thanks

 

[D_Elijah_MorganWood]

You know, you could probably find some hot, no-strings action for free but if you want to go the escort way...he looks like he'd fill the bill. If you want to get fucked, there's a good chance it will just hurt like hell, I can't even take that girth and I've been getting fucked since the early 90's.

I was around 22 when I popped over the fence. You're doing just fine. Go get yourself some cock. You know you want it.

 

[Monstermanuk]

You know, you could probably find some hot, no-strings action for free but if you want to go the escort way...he looks like he'd fill the bill. If you want to get fucked, there's a good chance it will just hurt like hell, I can't even take that girth and I've been getting fucked since the early 90's.

I was around 22 when I popped over the fence. You're doing just fine. Go get yourself some cock. You know you want it.

ha ha Thanks Sorcerer, to be honest at the moment I'm not looking to f*ck or be f*cked just oral and masturbation. Otherwise I think all the poundings Ive given women over the years would come back to me!

 

[Chuck64]

If you're just looking for oral and a mutual handjob, hit the gay bars. That certainly won't be difficult to find for free. BTW- You're gonna choke to death on that monster. Stick with the average guys until you learn what you're doing...

 

[Lex]

I negoitiated my first MM action over the net via different websites (craigslist, men4sexnow, manhunt, etc.) Be clear about your curiosity and stating what you want to explore. Believe it or not, there are guys who like "teaching" a gay new things. Always play safe and meet at a public location to make sure the person IS who they said they are and aren't crazy, etc.

I jumped into the other yard post-30 so you're fine man. Take is slow and be careful.

 

[chrisndenv]

Take is slow and be careful.

Sage advice. In your position, frankly an escort might be more comfortable. It provides the anonymity that the bars wouldn't and the internet is a mixed bag.

After much practicing in HS, I took a vacation in college alone so I could explore the world of mutual masturbation a found a few guys my age willing to spit shine mine in the privacy of my own rented room.

 

[8"UK]

Lol that guy is on this site! Go find him here and save yourself some money!

 

[Freddie53]

There are important pieces of information you have left out. Are you presently married? If so, how does your wife fit into the picture. Assume that if you go through with it, she will find out. Consider what that will do to your present life. Do you have children? How will you feel if they find out about this? How will they feel?

The point is CONSIDER THE CONSEQUENCES. If you can't handle the consequences, then don't do it. On the other hand, if those people who are important to you find this out and you can handle it, then go for it.

Remember to practice safe sex. Condom always.

I may be able to help you as much as anyone here. I am in the same boat. For me, the consequences of my family and the community I live in aren't worth the risk. But that is a decision for each person to make.

In my case, not being exposed to true gay relationships (which is not what you are looking for) I thought gay sex was just that. No romance. I never even thought about kissing years ago. I just knew that I liked men's asses and crotches and a certain smile and look from some men would make me melt. But I have just enough bi that I can and have lived in the straight world. But now I have absolutely no interest in straight sex. My wife and I don't engage in sex. It is a good marriage, but the relationship is not sexual anymore and hasn't been for a while. Masturbation with fantasies of the hot guys is what I do.

Now that I understand what a true gay relationship can be, I can remember a guy from college that I would have loved to share a life with. I would gladly be his "wife" I' ve never forgotten him and we still talk some. Yes we had some sex encounters. But that was in the 70's and both of us were trying to live the lives "expected" of us.

Good luck to you. I do understand the situation you are in. Lex also fully understands as well.

 

[WellHung83]

Escort is probably the best way to go if you are just treading the waters as you say, and if you go to a respectable one then you know you are at least getting quality and discresion is assured from both parties involved. And anotherr upside with escorts is that you can sort of pick and choose your desired first timer as well and so by having your fantasy as such showing you the ropes, sort of eases you into the situation as well.
Just remember to do a thorough research on the agency you are thinking of hiring from to make sure you do not end up with something less than what you are after. See if they screen their guys for diseases, have no run ins with the law and seem to have a long history and not just a flash in the pan type business that is just after a quick buck and not customer safety and satisfaction.

 

[anon265]

I'm a straight guy, but I'll speak from my heart.

I have lived as a straight guy for 27 years but always been attracted to guys as well since primary school.

So, would you describe yourself as bisexual, then, or do you feel like you've always been gay and now finally able to be true to yourself?

I have been thinking about seeing a male escort just for a bit of an experience and just to satisfy lust and I suppose curiousity.

This is merely my opinion, but in general I don't think using sex workers is a good idea, especially for this. I think you should date gay men, be open and honest about your situation on the first dates, and find a man that you trust and admire. If you are simply alone and horny ... do the healthy thing ... masturbate.

I've put a pic of the guy that I'm thinking of seeing as you can see he is pretty big 10x7 to be exact......bigger than me.

Why are you thinking of seeing this man? All you have is his picture. You have no idea what kind of human being is attached to that penis. Besides, if this is your first turn at receptive anal sex, I could imagine how it might be a problem.

What do you think shall I go for it or carry on the way I am resisting urges and carrying on as normal. I realise some well say "thats a decision for you" but thats not much use really as what I am after is advice from people who have been there or just advice really

But ... it is a decision for you ... there's no getting around that. What you need to do, is get your feelings sorted out so that you can make a wise decision. Are you bi? Then meet and date men and women. Are you gay? Then meet and date gay men.

Again, this is just what I think, and I respect the other thoughtful opinions.

 

[headbang8]

I'm in the same boat as Lex. I was well over 30 before I gave in to a same-sex attraction I always knew was there.

Personally, I think you do yourself a disservice if you make your first same-sex experience a commercial one.

I've grown to love the male emotional landscape. Even in a one-night stand, sex gives you a little glimpse into someone else's soul, and it's part of the unique pleasure of the moment. Without that connection, then the body in your bed becomes little more than 3D porn (not that there's anything wrong with that...)

I can understand your desire to stay in control of a new, maybe threatening, situation. But losing control, at least a bit, is part of the pleasure.

That said, there's nothing wrong, in principle, with paying for sex. Plenty of people purchase entertainment. Why not?

In my limited experience, most sex workers practice their craft with sensitivity and good grace. I'm sure he's come acoss men in your position before (no pun intended) And he'll work hard to make your first experience worthwhile.

Enjoy!

 

[WebMale80]

Part1

My first time with a guy was my first time having sex. If anyone would have told me the day before what I would be doing a few days later, I would’ve laughed and told them they were crazy or punched them in the face, but looking back there were always signs that I was more than just a little curious about other guys bodies. I was always a “locker room looker” even then LOL

anyway...

The summer before my senior year I hung out with one of my friends from my cross Country team a lot. One afternoon while hanging out at his house watching television the thought of being in a swimming pool just overcame us. We must’ve called four or five different friends seeing if they wanted to let us borrow their pool for the afternoon. Eventually my friend called his buddy (Trent) down the street from him. I didn’t really know the guy very well but remembered he was on the wrestling team a was a grade older than us. My memories of him then were kind of fuzzy but I remembered he was kind of short and muscular enough but didn’t really seem like a jock. I don’t think he was a very good wrestler either.

My teammate explained to me that dude was kind of weird but really cool and the best part was, his parents were pretty well off and rarely home. So we headed up the street to drink some beers and hang out poolside for the afternoon.

When we arrive to the house, my buddy just let himself in since he and the homeowner knew each other. I remember walking through the house through the kitchen, to the sliding back door that led to the patio and pool. When we got out side, I realized the dude was laying on his belly on a lounge chair, wearing nothing but a Gstring. Being a somewhat sheltered teenager, I’d never seen a guy wearing a Gstring and got a little weirded out.

“Nice ass, dude!” My buddy said to his neighbor in a exhausted and sarcastic tone.

Trent lifted his and shoulders and turn around wearing mirrored aviators that looked too big for his face. With a huge shit-eating grin and blonde hair falling on his face he sneered “Fuck you, dude! You’re lucky I’m wearing anything at all in MY backyard “

“Trent doesn’t like tan-lines so he wears panties at his pool” My buddy said taking a seat on the only other lounge chair.

I stood around for a few seconds,desperately trying to keep my eyes from looking down at his ass, looking for a place to sit and chill.

“Hey man, you can grab one of the patio table chairs if you want.” Trent said, sitting up on his elbows and looking over at me.

I was forced to turn my eyes in his direction. I look directly into those mirrored sunglasses so he knew that I wasn’t checking him out.

“Cool, dude. I don’t know if you remember me. I’m Scot.” I extended my hand.

Reaching up to shake my hand he replied “Yeah man. I remember you. Make yourself at home, bro. There’s beers in the refrigerator if you want one or 5” We all laughed.

“Cool. Thanks, man.”

“Hey Scot.. grab me one too.” My buddy said slyly.

“Fuck you, dude. I’m not your mom.”

“Your ass isn’t big enough to be his mom, bro” Trent said under his breath as he laid his head back down taking in the sun rays.

Danny got up with middle fingers for both Trent and me and followed me to the house.

In the kitchen I whispered to Danny, “is he gay or what? Trying to hold back my laughter.

“Actually dude, Trent is always hooking up with pretty hot chicks. He’s just really not into Tanlines., Don’t worry he’s not gonna try to fuck you “we both laughed grab beers and headed back outside.

After a few hours of hanging out, drinking beers and smoking Trent’s mom’s pot, I got use to the Gstring and even managed to sneak a few peaks.

Trent stood just a little bit shorter than me at 5’ 8”ish. Hairless and athletically built. Not huge but well toned for his height with Ginger freckles over his evenly tanned body. I never dared to take more than a quick peak at his package. It didn’t look terribly large in the tiny bikini bottoms but his ass looked almost feminine in the Gstring. He was a well put together young man.

Eventually Trent announced “hey guys you’re probably gonna have to roll pretty soon. My dad’s gonna be home soon. He doesn’t really like me having company when he’s around.”

That’s cool, man.” My buddy and I replied as we started gathering are things.

“He travels a lot so when he’s home he wants peace and quiet. But you can totally come over and hang anytime you see my truck in the driveway.”

“No problem, man. Thanks again for letting us hang out. I’m definitely gonna take you up on the offer. Your pool is awesome.” I said taking one last peek at our host as he walked to the door.

That next Monday I remember having the day off from my job. I woke up and went for a late morning run. During my 5 mile path I saw Trent drive past me and honk.

He slowed down a bit enough to tell me ‘his parents were out of town and I should call Danny and come over’

“Cool man we’ll come by in an hour.”

I picked up my pace and made it home quick. I called my team mate but no one answered.

For a minute I wondered if I should go over without Danny since I didn’t know Trent that well. ‘Fuck it. It’s hot. Dude has a pool. I’m going over.’ I mentally convince myself. Grabbed my pot, swim-trunks and a towel and drove over to Trents house by myself.

I had a dozen second thoughts as I walked up to the door. But the thought of diving in to a cold pool and drinking a few beers guided me to the door.

 

[WebMale80]

Part Two

I rang the doorbell and a few seconds later I heard Trent running down the stairs. I kinda half expected to see him wearing nothing but a G string when he open the door but to my surprise he was fully dressed wearing a RHCP T-shirt and cargo shorts.

“Yo what’s up dude! “Trent said as he gave me a bro hand shake.

“What’s up, bro. I try to call Danny but no one answered. Hope it’s cool I came over by myself.”

“No big deal. Come on in.”

“You want to beer or something stronger?”

“Sure. I’ll have a beer.I brought some ganja, bro”

“Sweet. I think my mom still has a little bit too. I’ll go check. I’m gonna put on my swim shorts. Don’t worry I have regular shorts too.” He laughed.

Trent took off upstairs to change I rolled a few joints cracked a beer and let myself out to the back patio to stretch out on a lounge chair.

Trent came down a few minutes later with an already let joint, plopped down in the lounge next to me and passed the joint.

We smoked, drank and listened to Snoop and Dre for a few hours till Trent suddenly sat up and said “Dude I’m starving. I’m gonna make some burgers. Do you want one?”

“Hell yeah! The munchies are here and they’re hungry”

Trent laugh “Totally. Let’s do this.“

Trent dove into the pool swam to the other end and disappeared into the house. I followed his exact path a few seconds later.

The sudden change of temperature from blazing sun to blazing air conditioning was shocking and relaxing. I dried myself off and plop down on his parents huge leather couch. Trent clinked around in the kitchen for a few minutes, brought me a beer and set it on the coffee table next to me. As he walked back to the kitchen he said “I think my dad has a few old porn tapes behind the TV.”

I immediately jumped to my feet and ran across the living room to the television.

“Where are they?”

“He stashes them behind the TV, dude. He thinks that’s a good hiding spot “we both laughed and I position my arm around the large screen TV, finally running my hand across three VHS tapes.

“Found ‘em!” I said with excitement.

“Put in Filthy Rich!”

I slid the tape in to the player, waited for it to rewind. Press play and slid back onto the couch as my buddy sang along to the opening theme song as if he’d heard it a million times while frying up the hamburger is in the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Trent came into the living room holding two plates with two cheeseburgers each. I sat up lazily and peeling my shirtless back off of the leather couch I had molded into.

We devoured the burgers, drink our beers smoke some pot and talked about how bad we want it to be one of the stars in the movie.

Trent started telling me about some of his sexual exploits with girls we both knew from high school and girls he knew from Jr. College.

I tried to impress him with my stories of getting to third base but he was definitely more experienced and had cooler stories. Somewhere about halfway through the movie I was laying back down on the couch and looked over at Trent who was zombie staring at the TV, shirtless, sitting on his dad’s La-Z-Boy a few feet away. The arm of the chair obscured my view but I could tell by the constant movement of his right arm that he was definitely touching his dick. My heart began to pound. I try to focus my attention on the movie and the more I watched the harder my dick got. I tried to position my legs to hide the fact that I was getting hard but my swim trunks just kept rising. I grab my shirt off the floor and tried to disguise my hard on. This just brought attention to my host that something was going on.

What’s the matter, bro? Your pecker getting stiff too? Trent said very directly smiling at me.

The directness of his question with the easy calming smile shock to me. I lied to him.

“No man. It’s just getting cold in here. Going to put on my shirt.”

I sat up on the couch and put on my shirt. As soon as one arm went through the shirt sleeve the masquerade was over. My cock was pitching a perfect tent. I pulled my head through the T-shirt to see Trent looking and laughing at my evident erection.

“Dude! you totally have a hard on right now!”

“Bro… I’m so sorry. This is embarrassing. It’s just the movie is real fucking hot...”

Trent kept laughing. I watched his face getting redder as he assured me it was fine. Then suddenly I remember he gripped both arms on the Lazy boy and raised his hips up to reveal his swim-trunks half undone and his half hard expose cock.

“Look at THAT thing!” he said with a self impress way.

I looked up to see his full meat laying on his flat stomach with a forest of wiry brown hair sprouting out of his swim shorts. I remember half expecting to see blonde hair. His dick was a lot bigger than I expected. Definitely bigger than mine even half hard.

He began to rock his hips back-and-forth making his dick bounce around. Laughing maniacally.

“Look at it, dude! Look at my cock” he continued to taught me.

“Oh man… Don’t show me that thing.” I turned away laughing with panic and excitement. My heart began to race faster making my dick even harder.

When I look back up Trent was standing and sliding his swim-trunks completely off.

He smiled and said “Fuck it bro. I’m horny I’m gonna jack it”

I couldn’t fight my curious stare. There he was naked and getting sexually aroused. I had never been naked alone with anyone before in my life and here’s this guy who fucks lots of girls naked and stroking his fat cock standing less than 2 feet away from my face.

I was beside myself with excitement.

To my surprise my first words were “you’re not even that hard yet dude” I said with a nervous laugh.

And without skipping a beat Trent said with a now familiar sinister grin “well let’s see what YOU got, big man!”

 

[WebMale80]

Part Three

I paused for a second but couldn’t resist the urge to show him my dick since I was looking at his.

With a quick pull, my hard little dick sprang right out of my trunks. “Boing” I said jokingly as my dick danced.

“Wow, man you really are hard.” Nice! Mine is way bigger though. He sat back down and draped one leg over the lazyboy and held his fat cock up to display his hot pink and veiny 6 inch semi.

Feeling challenged, I peeled off my shirt and began to stroke my cock sitting on his parents couch trying to impress my buddy with my size.

I look over to see Trent softly stroking and petting his cock like a puppy. By this point I had committed to this moment. Now I just wanted to see him hard.

“Your size does it mean anything if it’s not hard, dude. You can’t fuck with spaghetti. Get it hard.” I laughed.

“Dude... I don’t fuck guys. But I’ll get hard So you can see a real man’s dick.

We both kind of giggled and continued to watch each other stroke our dicks, half watching and listening to the ‘fuck movie’ going on in the background.

After a few seconds, I looked up to see just how beautiful a naked man could be. I mean… I’ve seen plenty of jocks in the shower at school. And even though I knew I like to says up other guys this was different. I felt a flutter in my stomach but almost took my breath away.

Trent stood up from the lounge chair and slowly turned his body revealing his throbbing in veiny, upwardly pointed cock.

I can only imagine what my eyes were telegraphing but I could tell Trent knew how much I liked what I was seeing. He even bust into the Adonis pose for a second. I think about that moment almost once a month. It is by far the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

That firm muscular body that small frame and his big fat hard cock made me horny or than I ever thought I could be for another guy.

“Bro… Not in a gay way but you have a pretty awesome body” I said partially mumbled stroking a little faster.

I couldn’t stop stroking my cock. I couldn’t stop checking his muscular shoulders and arms and the thickness of his chest and the thick pubic hairs that sprouted out from his thick meaty dick.

“I really need to start hitting the weights. I want shoulders like yours”

“Thanks, dude. You have a nice body too, Dude... its just, everything about you is so damn skinny.” He said sweetly but teasingly.

And then it happened... Before I knew what was happening, Trent leaned forward, reached out his hand and grab my cock giving it a few tugs while gripping his own hard dick in the other.

At that moment I knew how much I enjoyed feeling his hand on my dick and for some reason, the masculinity challenges didn’t make it seem gay. It almost felt like sports.

And with Trent being older, more experienced and obviously not a virgin, I gladly let him lead the way through this strange an exciting experience.

“I mean… Dude fucks chicks a lot. He couldn’t be gay. And it feels too good to stop.“ I thought to myself as I look down at another man holding my dick.

“So what is this little thing?” He teased as he gave my hard little cock a shake as it to say “get bigger”

I couldn’t believe it. He was really touching my dick. And I liked it. My ass cheeks clenched, my heart pounded in my chest. I couldn’t believe it. Someone was really touching my hard dick. The feeling was so amazing that I didn’t even consider the fact that my first sexual experience was with a man. I just didn’t want him to stop touching me.

Seconds later the compulsion to feel his dick overcame me. Without a word, I reached up and took his hard cock in my hand and begin to slowly stroke him back. It must’ve been two minutes in that position. Me sitting on the couch, legs wide and arm out stretched stroking his dick and him standing with one hand on my knee and the other on my dick Giving me delicious firm tugs.

His dick felt amazing the moment I touched it. I could feel it getting thicker and harder the second I touched it.

The booze and the pot strip me of any inhibitions. I was feeling my way around his shaft and down to his balls. He moaned and positioned his body for me to stroke him longer and deeper.

“You couldn’t wait to touch it, huh. What’s it like to touch a real dick for the first time?”

He said slow and labored and fucked my hand a little more. “Fuck you dude. It’s not that much bigger than mine.”

I stood up and placed our cocks side by side in my hand. He moaned the moment our dicks touched. I got a tingle throughout my body like I was going to cum. It took a few seconds to get my shit together passed, then I saw just how much thicker his dick was in mine. Only a few inches longer but significantly fatter.

He looked up at me and smiled. “See! I told you!” He begin to fuck my hand and rub his fat cock on my cock.

I struggle to keep both of our dicks in my hand as we both continue to rub our dick‘s more frantically together. He pulled his cock away from my hand for a second and begin to slap my dick with his big dick. It felt like the ultimate domination move. This little guy was most certainly in charge.

I felt his hand touch my ass and he put his other hand on my shoulder. I had of been my knees a little for our cocks to line up it felt so amazing. I could have shot my load then but I didn’t want this to end.

I sat back down onto the couch. He put his hand back on my knee and begin to stroke my cock without a word or a second loss.. And like a magnet to steal my hand was back on his dick and stroking moments later.

We wordlessly worked on each other‘s cocks. Periodically making eye contact. I saw the pleasure and lust in his eyes as I felt my hand glide down his shaft and back up to his hot to the touch cock head. I felt his breath on my neck and shoulders.

I wanted him secretly to kiss my neck. I’ve never been this far with the girl. It felt like I should be kissing his mouth but that felt less masculine then just stroking each other off.

I fucked his hand like a prom date while he just moaned and granted his hips around.

Soon both of our cocks were slick with pre-cum. Trent plopped down on the couch next to me stretching his left leg over my right leg we resumed touching each other‘s cocks and watching the last few minutes of dad’s porn.

“Dude, your dick is really hard.” Trent says looking over at me with concentrated seriousness in his eyes.

“I know. Man, I get really horny!

“Me too! I would love to get my cock sucked right now.”

Something about those words crashed me into reality. I was hooking up with the guy but neither one of us were gay. What was I doing!!!

I begin to feel nervous and ashamed and a little bit scared that if I continued touching this guys dick I might end up doing more.

“Dude... I’m not gay! I’m not into that. I gotta go.”

I scrambled around with my dick hard as nails picking up my clothes and looking for my car keys. I got dressed in the kitchen is Trent apologized for getting naked first.

“Dude I was just kidding. Just playing around. I’m drunk. I wasn’t asking you to suck my dick. I’m sorry. Don’t tell anyone about this.”

I said, “it’s cool. We just got carried away.... I’m pretty drunk too man... There’s no fucking way I’m telling anyone about this. You’re cool ... I just have to go.”

And a few minutes later I was in my car hauling ass through the neighborhoods to get to my house.

Once I got home still very drunk and high, I immediately jumped in the shower and blew my load almost immediately thinking about what could’ve happened if I would’ve stayed.

I remember feeling weird and confused and nervous for several days after that experience.

‘How could I enjoy playing with another man’s dick and still want to go out and hook up with checks?’ It felt weird but I couldn’t deny that Trent’s body was spectacular.

And seeing another excited human being touching my body felt better than amazing.

I couldn’t stop thinking about that day at Trent’s for days. And strangely, it didn’t all feel gay. It just felt sexual and exciting.

I started to think that sucking his cock might not had been the worst trade off for getting my cock sucked in return for the first time. I wondered if Trent really wanted me to suck his dick. And the more I thought about it the more I know I kind a wanted to suck his dick.

He had impressed me with his size and his muscular body and the commanding way he took charge. I really couldn’t wait to be naked with him in that living room. He was an alpha and I knew my place and some how it felt right.

Days later I realized I couldn’t get the thought of seeing his hard hot meat in my hand out of my head. I wanted to see what another man’s cock looks like ejaculating. I wanted to see our hard dicks together again and maybe see what kissing a man felt like. It felt dirty. I felt bad for having homosexual thoughts but I knew Trent would do more than any of my female classmates would.

A few weeks later I was back at Trent’s house without Danny fully aware of what was possible if we were left alone.

Let’s just say I spent a lot of time at Trent’s house that summer. Things got much more interesting when we both admitted how much we secretly enjoyed the experience of exploring.

 

[william1]

Part Three
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I paused for a second but couldn’t resist the urge to show him my dick since I was looking at his.

With a quick pull, my hard little dick sprang right out of my trunks. “Boing” I said jokingly as my dick danced.

“Wow, man you really are hard.” Nice! Mine is way bigger though. He sat back down and draped one leg over the lazyboy and held his fat cock up to display his hot pink and veiny 6 inch semi.

Feeling challenged, I peeled off my shirt and began to stroke my cock sitting on his parents couch trying to impress my buddy with my size.

I look over to see Trent softly stroking and petting his cock like a puppy. By this point I had committed to this moment. Now I just wanted to see him hard.

“Your size does it mean anything if it’s not hard, dude. You can’t fuck with spaghetti. Get it hard.” I laughed.

“Dude... I don’t fuck guys. But I’ll get hard So you can see a real man’s dick.

We both kind of giggled and continued to watch each other stroke our dicks, half watching and listening to the ‘fuck movie’ going on in the background.

After a few seconds, I looked up to see just how beautiful a naked man could be. I mean… I’ve seen plenty of jocks in the shower at school. And even though I knew I like to says up other guys this was different. I felt a flutter in my stomach but almost took my breath away.

Trent stood up from the lounge chair and slowly turned his body revealing his throbbing in veiny, upwardly pointed cock.

I can only imagine what my eyes were telegraphing but I could tell Trent knew how much I liked what I was seeing. He even bust into the Adonis pose for a second. I think about that moment almost once a month. It is by far the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

That firm muscular body that small frame and his big fat hard cock made me horny or than I ever thought I could be for another guy.

“Bro… Not in a gay way but you have a pretty awesome body” I said partially mumbled stroking a little faster.

I couldn’t stop stroking my cock. I couldn’t stop checking his muscular shoulders and arms and the thickness of his chest and the thick pubic hairs that sprouted out from his thick meaty dick.

“I really need to start hitting the weights. I want shoulders like yours”

“Thanks, dude. You have a nice body too, Dude... its just, everything about you is so damn skinny.” He said sweetly but teasingly.

And then it happened... Before I knew what was happening, Trent leaned forward, reached out his hand and grab my cock giving it a few tugs while gripping his own hard dick in the other.

At that moment I knew how much I enjoyed feeling his hand on my dick and for some reason, the masculinity challenges didn’t make it seem gay. It almost felt like sports.

And with Trent being older, more experienced and obviously not a virgin, I gladly let him lead the way through this strange an exciting experience.

“I mean… Dude fucks chicks a lot. He couldn’t be gay. And it feels too good to stop.“ I thought to myself as I look down at another man holding my dick.

“So what is this little thing?” He teased as he gave my hard little cock a shake as it to say “get bigger”

I couldn’t believe it. He was really touching my dick. And I liked it. My ass cheeks clenched, my heart pounded in my chest. I couldn’t believe it. Someone was really touching my hard dick. The feeling was so amazing that I didn’t even consider the fact that my first sexual experience was with a man. I just didn’t want him to stop touching me.

Seconds later the compulsion to feel his dick overcame me. Without a word, I reached up and took his hard cock in my hand and begin to slowly stroke him back. It must’ve been two minutes in that position. Me sitting on the couch, legs wide and arm out stretched stroking his dick and him standing with one hand on my knee and the other on my dick Giving me delicious firm tugs.

His dick felt amazing the moment I touched it. I could feel it getting thicker and harder the second I touched it.

The booze and the pot strip me of any inhibitions. I was feeling my way around his shaft and down to his balls. He moaned and positioned his body for me to stroke him longer and deeper.

“You couldn’t wait to touch it, huh. What’s it like to touch a real dick for the first time?”

He said slow and labored and fucked my hand a little more. “Fuck you dude. It’s not that much bigger than mine.”

I stood up and placed our cocks side by side in my hand. He moaned the moment our dicks touched. I got a tingle throughout my body like I was going to cum. It took a few seconds to get my shit together passed, then I saw just how much thicker his dick was in mine. Only a few inches longer but significantly fatter.

He looked up at me and smiled. “See! I told you!” He begin to fuck my hand and rub his fat cock on my cock.

I struggle to keep both of our dicks in my hand as we both continue to rub our dick‘s more frantically together. He pulled his cock away from my hand for a second and begin to slap my dick with his big dick. It felt like the ultimate domination move. This little guy was most certainly in charge.

I felt his hand touch my ass and he put his other hand on my shoulder. I had of been my knees a little for our cocks to line up it felt so amazing. I could have shot my load then but I didn’t want this to end.

I sat back down onto the couch. He put his hand back on my knee and begin to stroke my cock without a word or a second loss.. And like a magnet to steal my hand was back on his dick and stroking moments later.

We wordlessly worked on each other‘s cocks. Periodically making eye contact. I saw the pleasure and lust in his eyes as I felt my hand glide down his shaft and back up to his hot to the touch cock head. I felt his breath on my neck and shoulders.

I wanted him secretly to kiss my neck. I’ve never been this far with the girl. It felt like I should be kissing his mouth but that felt less masculine then just stroking each other off.

I fucked his hand like a prom date while he just moaned and granted his hips around.

Soon both of our cocks were slick with pre-cum. Trent plopped down on the couch next to me stretching his left leg over my right leg we resumed touching each other‘s cocks and watching the last few minutes of dad’s porn.

“Dude, your dick is really hard.” Trent says looking over at me with concentrated seriousness in his eyes.

“I know. Man, I get really horny!

“Me too! I would love to get my cock sucked right now.”

Something about those words crashed me into reality. I was hooking up with the guy but neither one of us were gay. What was I doing!!!

I begin to feel nervous and ashamed and a little bit scared that if I continued touching this guys dick I might end up doing more.

“Dude... I’m not gay! I’m not into that. I gotta go.”

I scrambled around with my dick hard as nails picking up my clothes and looking for my car keys. I got dressed in the kitchen is Trent apologized for getting naked first.

“Dude I was just kidding. Just playing around. I’m drunk. I wasn’t asking you to suck my dick. I’m sorry. Don’t tell anyone about this.”

I said, “it’s cool. We just got carried away.... I’m pretty drunk too man... There’s no fucking way I’m telling anyone about this. You’re cool ... I just have to go.”

And a few minutes later I was in my car hauling ass through the neighborhoods to get to my house.

Once I got home still very drunk and high, I immediately jumped in the shower and blew my load almost immediately thinking about what could’ve happened if I would’ve stayed.

I remember feeling weird and confused and nervous for several days after that experience.

‘How could I enjoy playing with another man’s dick and still want to go out and hook up with checks?’ It felt weird but I couldn’t deny that Trent’s body was spectacular.

And seeing another excited human being touching my body felt better than amazing.

I couldn’t stop thinking about that day at Trent’s for days. And strangely, it didn’t all feel gay. It just felt sexual and exciting.

I started to think that sucking his cock might not had been the worst trade off for getting my cock sucked in return for the first time. I wondered if Trent really wanted me to suck his dick. And the more I thought about it the more I know I kind a wanted to suck his dick.

He had impressed me with his size and his muscular body and the commanding way he took charge. I really couldn’t wait to be naked with him in that living room. He was an alpha and I knew my place and some how it felt right.

Days later I realized I couldn’t get the thought of seeing his hard hot meat in my hand out of my head. I wanted to see what another man’s cock looks like ejaculating. I wanted to see our hard dicks together again and maybe see what kissing a man felt like. It felt dirty. I felt bad for having homosexual thoughts but I knew Trent would do more than any of my female classmates would.

A few weeks later I was back at Trent’s house without Danny fully aware of what was possible if we were left alone.

Let’s just say I spent a lot of time at Trent’s house that summer. Things got much more interesting when we both admitted how much we secretly enjoyed the experience of exploring.

You can't leave us waiting to hear what happened next !!

 

[MarkNW]

Part Three
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I paused for a second but couldn’t resist the urge to show him my dick since I was looking at his.

With a quick pull, my hard little dick sprang right out of my trunks. “Boing” I said jokingly as my dick danced.

“Wow, man you really are hard.” Nice! Mine is way bigger though. He sat back down and draped one leg over the lazyboy and held his fat cock up to display his hot pink and veiny 6 inch semi.

Feeling challenged, I peeled off my shirt and began to stroke my cock sitting on his parents couch trying to impress my buddy with my size.

I look over to see Trent softly stroking and petting his cock like a puppy. By this point I had committed to this moment. Now I just wanted to see him hard.

“Your size does it mean anything if it’s not hard, dude. You can’t fuck with spaghetti. Get it hard.” I laughed.

“Dude... I don’t fuck guys. But I’ll get hard So you can see a real man’s dick.

We both kind of giggled and continued to watch each other stroke our dicks, half watching and listening to the ‘fuck movie’ going on in the background.

After a few seconds, I looked up to see just how beautiful a naked man could be. I mean… I’ve seen plenty of jocks in the shower at school. And even though I knew I like to says up other guys this was different. I felt a flutter in my stomach but almost took my breath away.

Trent stood up from the lounge chair and slowly turned his body revealing his throbbing in veiny, upwardly pointed cock.

I can only imagine what my eyes were telegraphing but I could tell Trent knew how much I liked what I was seeing. He even bust into the Adonis pose for a second. I think about that moment almost once a month. It is by far the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

That firm muscular body that small frame and his big fat hard cock made me horny or than I ever thought I could be for another guy.

“Bro… Not in a gay way but you have a pretty awesome body” I said partially mumbled stroking a little faster.

I couldn’t stop stroking my cock. I couldn’t stop checking his muscular shoulders and arms and the thickness of his chest and the thick pubic hairs that sprouted out from his thick meaty dick.

“I really need to start hitting the weights. I want shoulders like yours”

“Thanks, dude. You have a nice body too, Dude... its just, everything about you is so damn skinny.” He said sweetly but teasingly.

And then it happened... Before I knew what was happening, Trent leaned forward, reached out his hand and grab my cock giving it a few tugs while gripping his own hard dick in the other.

At that moment I knew how much I enjoyed feeling his hand on my dick and for some reason, the masculinity challenges didn’t make it seem gay. It almost felt like sports.

And with Trent being older, more experienced and obviously not a virgin, I gladly let him lead the way through this strange an exciting experience.

“I mean… Dude fucks chicks a lot. He couldn’t be gay. And it feels too good to stop.“ I thought to myself as I look down at another man holding my dick.

“So what is this little thing?” He teased as he gave my hard little cock a shake as it to say “get bigger”

I couldn’t believe it. He was really touching my dick. And I liked it. My ass cheeks clenched, my heart pounded in my chest. I couldn’t believe it. Someone was really touching my hard dick. The feeling was so amazing that I didn’t even consider the fact that my first sexual experience was with a man. I just didn’t want him to stop touching me.

Seconds later the compulsion to feel his dick overcame me. Without a word, I reached up and took his hard cock in my hand and begin to slowly stroke him back. It must’ve been two minutes in that position. Me sitting on the couch, legs wide and arm out stretched stroking his dick and him standing with one hand on my knee and the other on my dick Giving me delicious firm tugs.

His dick felt amazing the moment I touched it. I could feel it getting thicker and harder the second I touched it.

The booze and the pot strip me of any inhibitions. I was feeling my way around his shaft and down to his balls. He moaned and positioned his body for me to stroke him longer and deeper.

“You couldn’t wait to touch it, huh. What’s it like to touch a real dick for the first time?”

He said slow and labored and fucked my hand a little more. “Fuck you dude. It’s not that much bigger than mine.”

I stood up and placed our cocks side by side in my hand. He moaned the moment our dicks touched. I got a tingle throughout my body like I was going to cum. It took a few seconds to get my shit together passed, then I saw just how much thicker his dick was in mine. Only a few inches longer but significantly fatter.

He looked up at me and smiled. “See! I told you!” He begin to fuck my hand and rub his fat cock on my cock.

I struggle to keep both of our dicks in my hand as we both continue to rub our dick‘s more frantically together. He pulled his cock away from my hand for a second and begin to slap my dick with his big dick. It felt like the ultimate domination move. This little guy was most certainly in charge.

I felt his hand touch my ass and he put his other hand on my shoulder. I had of been my knees a little for our cocks to line up it felt so amazing. I could have shot my load then but I didn’t want this to end.

I sat back down onto the couch. He put his hand back on my knee and begin to stroke my cock without a word or a second loss.. And like a magnet to steal my hand was back on his dick and stroking moments later.

We wordlessly worked on each other‘s cocks. Periodically making eye contact. I saw the pleasure and lust in his eyes as I felt my hand glide down his shaft and back up to his hot to the touch cock head. I felt his breath on my neck and shoulders.

I wanted him secretly to kiss my neck. I’ve never been this far with the girl. It felt like I should be kissing his mouth but that felt less masculine then just stroking each other off.

I fucked his hand like a prom date while he just moaned and granted his hips around.

Soon both of our cocks were slick with pre-cum. Trent plopped down on the couch next to me stretching his left leg over my right leg we resumed touching each other‘s cocks and watching the last few minutes of dad’s porn.

“Dude, your dick is really hard.” Trent says looking over at me with concentrated seriousness in his eyes.

“I know. Man, I get really horny!

“Me too! I would love to get my cock sucked right now.”

Something about those words crashed me into reality. I was hooking up with the guy but neither one of us were gay. What was I doing!!!

I begin to feel nervous and ashamed and a little bit scared that if I continued touching this guys dick I might end up doing more.

“Dude... I’m not gay! I’m not into that. I gotta go.”

I scrambled around with my dick hard as nails picking up my clothes and looking for my car keys. I got dressed in the kitchen is Trent apologized for getting naked first.

“Dude I was just kidding. Just playing around. I’m drunk. I wasn’t asking you to suck my dick. I’m sorry. Don’t tell anyone about this.”

I said, “it’s cool. We just got carried away.... I’m pretty drunk too man... There’s no fucking way I’m telling anyone about this. You’re cool ... I just have to go.”

And a few minutes later I was in my car hauling ass through the neighborhoods to get to my house.

Once I got home still very drunk and high, I immediately jumped in the shower and blew my load almost immediately thinking about what could’ve happened if I would’ve stayed.

I remember feeling weird and confused and nervous for several days after that experience.

‘How could I enjoy playing with another man’s dick and still want to go out and hook up with checks?’ It felt weird but I couldn’t deny that Trent’s body was spectacular.

And seeing another excited human being touching my body felt better than amazing.

I couldn’t stop thinking about that day at Trent’s for days. And strangely, it didn’t all feel gay. It just felt sexual and exciting.

I started to think that sucking his cock might not had been the worst trade off for getting my cock sucked in return for the first time. I wondered if Trent really wanted me to suck his dick. And the more I thought about it the more I know I kind a wanted to suck his dick.

He had impressed me with his size and his muscular body and the commanding way he took charge. I really couldn’t wait to be naked with him in that living room. He was an alpha and I knew my place and some how it felt right.

Days later I realized I couldn’t get the thought of seeing his hard hot meat in my hand out of my head. I wanted to see what another man’s cock looks like ejaculating. I wanted to see our hard dicks together again and maybe see what kissing a man felt like. It felt dirty. I felt bad for having homosexual thoughts but I knew Trent would do more than any of my female classmates would.

A few weeks later I was back at Trent’s house without Danny fully aware of what was possible if we were left alone.

Let’s just say I spent a lot of time at Trent’s house that summer. Things got much more interesting when we both admitted how much we secretly enjoyed the experience of exploring.

I actually need to know what happened in that summer.... PLEASE!!