My first bi and gay experiences-yes size makes a difference

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Trulybig, I approve for you to post my story/experience.

I now recognize myself as a bi-male and lean more toward the gay side but with the right woman I don’t mind having sex (laugh). Growing up I thought of myself as straight although in x-rated movies I would often pay more attention to the guy fucking the girl than the girl herself. In these movies most of the porn guys had a cock like yours that are way bigger than mine. I always imagined what it would be like to be the girl handling one of those big cocks. However, none of these thoughts were an obsession or that much on my mind.

When I graduated from school I moved into a one bedroom apartment in a self-contained complex that had a club house and pool. I had a girlfriend who sometimes would live with me off and on. We would frequently spend time at the community pool after work or on the weekends. There were some neighbors over the months that you would get to know. It was a young community overall with some mix of ages and ethnic backgrounds. One single guy I would guess in his late 30’s was friendly whom we got to know mainly with conversations about work, life, etc. at the pool.

My girlfriend and I broke up a few months later and she no longer stayed with me. This guy, Bill, after a week or two noticed she was no longer with me and asked what happened. When I told him he said something like “I never thought you were a good match.” Instead, he invited me over to his place for dinner saying I probably would like some company. I accepted. Now retrospectively, I may have had some vibe he was gay but honestly I can’t say at that time what I thought.

There was nothing unusual at first when I went to his apartment and we had dinner. We had a few beers and having already known each other there was no discomfort. I don’t know exactly when he brought up the subject, maybe with my girlfriend gone, about blow-jobs. I do remember Bill’s theme was a guy could do it better and for the person receiving what difference would it make if a guy or girl did it. I knew what he was hinting at and I was curious. However, at that evening I avoided that changing the subject.

A few days later, after some thought and being horny, I decided if he wanted to suck my cock, I’d see if I could handle a guy doing it. I purposely looked for him. I went to his apartment and first he offered me a drink. But, I was very anxious and a bit afraid. It felt awkward so I asked if I could lie down. I think I didn’t want to really look at him and just lie back and close my eyes. So, we went into the bedroom, I pulled off my pants, laid down face up on the bed and closed my eyes. I could feel his hand on my cock lightly stroking and slightly pulling on it. Then I felt the warmth of him mouth. I knew it was a guy of course but I had to admit in the gentle way he started sucking it felt really good. He whispered you have a nice looking cock, commented on the big head and nice shape. I was aware my cock is not that big but it felt good to hear the positive response. “Wow, you get really hard” he complemented me. I looked up and he was stroking his cock with one hand while holding and sucking mine with the other. I observed his cock was pretty small and thin. That made me feel more comfortable about my cock. He continued taking his time and I recall also enjoying he wasn’t rushing like most women would seemingly do. I got very turned on. I think in my mood and now both turned on and relaxed I decided I wanted to try sucking his too.

Bill’s reaction seemed both surprised and pleased. I can’t say I was scared to do it, and when I think about it I simply wanted to see what it would feel like to do so. However, as soon as I started I regretted it. His smaller penis was easy to suck as you could take the entire organ in your mouth. But, it wasn’t fun or exciting. It also had a slight sour taste or was leaking pre-cum and I didn’t care for it. I felt some obligation to continue however after a few more minutes stopped and laid back down to let him finish me. Bill started sucking me again but now it was a bit harder for him to work me up to a full erection. I had to really concentrate and then direct him on some hand action, suck harder on the head, and then finally I came. He had removed his mouth as I was coming so it was more like a last second hand job finish. That disappointed me and kind of decreased the pleasure of the climax.

I left Bill’s apartment fairly quick after it was over and for the next few weeks I avoided seeing him. My thoughts were that I am not interested in guys, the experience was not what I had hoped, and I felt angry at myself for having even gone down that path. Yet, when I would masturbate at home to porn, given I had no girlfriend, the thing that still would turn me on the most was watching a guy with a big dick fucking the girl or her giving him a blowjob. In other words my focus was still on the guy more than the girl. More..........
 
I would estimate it was probably six months later that I saw at an Adult shop this free local magazine that advertised men and women escorts, massages, etc. One of the ads was a massage guy and he listed in the ad, 8 inches and thick. I was intrigued and for several weeks would think about making an appointment and jacking off to the fantasy. But, wait I thought, I am not into guys as my experience with Bill had concluded. However, the more I fantasized the more I wanted to meet this massage guy, Jim.

I got the nerve to call and he answered right away. Fortunately, the voice was friendly and understanding. He explained that the appointment would mainly be about massage of me but that if I wanted anything otherwise to happen it was all up to me with one inclusive fee. I was appreciative that I didn’t have to negotiate or face up-charges, etc. So, I booked right away for the next day at noon (which was a Saturday).

Jim lived in a condo, but it was all very private. Upon arrival and he opened the door, I was surprise to see a somewhat thin and short guy maybe 5’5” and I am 5’11” so I stood much taller than him. I knew what he said his cock size was but I wondered if I had made a mistake and maybe should have requested a picture or something first. But, it was too late and so I entered we made some very brief small talk and then he pointed me to a massage table in the next room. He told me to get comfortable, lay face down, and cover with a towel if I felt necessary or I could be nude, and he would be back in a minute.

I sort of surprised myself at first by being fairly comfortable stripping and laying face down on the massage table. It had that face plate where you head is straight down so you see the floor. I heard Jim come in and he applied some type of warm liquid and because massaging my back. I really couldn’t see anything and had a few brief thoughts of how I was totally vulnerable but also quickly was feeling relaxed. Jim did a very thorough and good massage for maybe 20 plus minutes. Once or twice he would tease between my legs, or reach underneath to rub my balls or grasp my cock but very brief. Finally he told me it’s time to turn over.

I looked up as I switched to my side and Jim was completely naked and hanging between his legs was a good 5” and very thick soft cock with a foreskin just above the edge of the cock head. It was practically as long as my erect penis but already thicker. He was also much larger than Bill’s even in this soft state. It not only looked amazing but on his short height really impressive. I did feel some irony that a shorter man had evidently a way superior cock to mine and looking at it was intriguing. He stood in front of me and started massaging my neck and upper back as I sat up. I wasn’t sure what the rules were but I wanted to touch it. I simply asked and Jim took my right hand and placed it on his cock and moved very close to me. He then said it might be easier if I wanted to move to a nearby couch.

I immediately stood up, went over sitting on the couch and Jim stood in front of me with his cock now eye level to my face. He held his cock and gently pushed the back of my head toward it moving it to my mouth. I opened to feel his thick spongy penis slide into my mouth. Unlike my experience with Bill, this felt like a penis to be respected, it was exciting, and I could feel it pulsate and expand. It was a new sensation for me and I felt my cock hard as a rock although I felt a little shame that mine didn’t come close to now what I was holding. Jim’s cock had become fully erect and it was a specimen to be envious of. It had even thickened more but the length has expanded and although he said in his ad it was 8” long, it seemed longer than that or at least there was no exaggeration. I held the big penis and just looked at it for a few seconds and I will say my sexual excitement was such that without touching my own cock I felt a heat and hard erection of my own.

What I discovered in this experience was how a small penis for me was not a turn-on but a big one like Jim’s was totally different. I went back to sucking it and loved trying to take more of him in my mouth. There was no way I could take it all and it being so large sort of tapped into a submissive personality for me I wasn’t familiar with until that moment. How could one not feel respectful or a man with a much bigger penis than his own? I felt an emotion of wanted him to fuck me which was really weird as I had never imagined having that type of desire. But, there it was. I had to be subservient to such a better hung man than mine and in a certain way I was like the woman in those porn movies intimidated yet sexually aware of how a bigger cock was simply more impressive and putting me in my place.

I asked Jim if he would like to fuck me. He asked me if I had done that before and told him this was totally new. He commented like protecting me, “well I’m awfully big for someone’s first time.” He may not have realized how much that comment was a turn-on. He knew he had a big cock, obviously was proud, and again compared with my own, well there was no comparison his was simply way superior. It felt right that I be like a woman getting fucked and the desire was there despite not knowing what it would feel like.

Jim walked away for a minute but returned quickly tearing open a condom. I knew then it was going to happen. To be honest, I wasn’t scared I was in a hurry to get him inside. Again, so many of my thoughts were about wondering is this what it is like for a woman when she desires a big penis. I never had understood how it was for them but in the heat of the moment I felt like now I did. Jim turned me to face down in a doggie position. Unfortunately, either he thought I was experienced, or was so use to fucking gay men, that he pretty much pushed his penis inside with a grunt and it really burned and hurt. “Take it out, take it out, it’s too much” I cried. Jim instructed me to squeeze down and then relax, and repeat that over and over. I didn’t think I could stand the pain but he was in control and I tried my best to do what he said. It really hurt and I felt this was a mistake and wanted to stop but like a work-out where you lift too much, I stayed the course. I eventually felt the pain decrease but then Jim started a fucking motion and all the pain came right back. Please wait I cried out, just hold still. I will add the sensation felt funny as well perhaps funny not being the right description. More like an invasive fullness that was not pleasant. I kept doing that tightening of the muscle and then relaxing for perhaps another minute. Finally the pain started to subside and in some ways I couldn’t even feel the size any more. Now, Jim began a slow fucking movement and sometimes it would feel like it was way inside but in other ways sort of numb back there.

Jim was now able to fuck me and only on occasion when he was forceful in pushing up I supposed fully inside did it feel uncomfortable. But, I can’t say it felt pleasurable at that time either. But, I was getting into it. I found myself wanting to be fucked how I would do a woman and so told him to do missionary. That’s when things changed. Jim moved me on my back and took full control. He raised my legs up to fit over his back and put his cock fully back inside. He started fucking me hard with real power strokes. The more he did it the more excited I became. Did it feel pleasurable? Not exactly. It was more of being taken, dominated, fucked by a real man in my mind, with a penis most men including me wished they had. In fact, I felt myself getting lost in the moment and talking out loud about how his dick was much better than mine, he could fuck better than me, and my words only encouraged him to dominate me even more. I loved it. I was jacking my cock and as the thoughts of being taken by this alpha male and me being subservient to his superior masculinity I could feel my orgasm along with my verbalizations just occurring without any filter. My orgasm was intense and I guess that’s the influence of the prostate being stimulated along with the mental components. The orgasm was way better than being inside a woman. Jim was seriously pounding me when he announced soon after that he was coming. I liked that I had that effect on him as well. When he finally withdrew there was some relief to that pressure back there but we both were exhausted. That was amazing I told Jim.

So, given this is a penis size board I can definitely tell you for me size matters and makes a difference. I have since then hooked up with Jim, and a few other well-endowed men over the years.
 
I attracted a great deal of attention in my younger years because of the size of my cock, especially the huge mushroom head, and the fact that I’m uncut (unusual where I grew up). Word got around all over the town and many of my friends, as well as some people I didn’t know, were asking to see it. I never said no.
 
I attracted a great deal of attention in my younger years because of the size of my cock, especially the huge mushroom head, and the fact that I’m uncut (unusual where I grew up). Word got around all over the town and many of my friends, as well as some people I didn’t know, were asking to see it. I never said no.
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