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This is a real story. I just don't really know where to start, bear with me ... Please go easy on me about my english skills, they got quite rusty.
Before starting this thread I looked into my profile and learned that I'm a member on this site for 15 years. During this time I looked at probably thousands of photos and videos containing bisexual and foremost gay content.
I always knew I was interested in girly and boys, pretty sure even before my teenage years. Never wanted that to be true though. That's probably part of the story why I've been quite a late bloomer in respect to my first sexual experiences... Apart from kissing, grinding, touching with girls in discos, my first sexual contact with a girl was around my 18th birthday, although no penetration was involved. I eventually lost virginity in my first year of university, both of us, the girl and me, drunk as hell. Later that semester I had my first real girlfriend and things were going more easy from then on.
Nevertheless my sexual encounters with men remained close to zero, not mentioning the one or other porn clip and masturbation (without touching each other) with schoolmates. I still was curious about how sex with a man would feel, how another man's erect penis would feel in my hand, and so on and so on. That's one of the reasons why I became a member in one of those gay dating apps around the same time as here. Been looking around a lot, kinda sexting with some guys, exchanging fake (I know, I'm sorry) dick pics, etc., but never ended up meeting another man. Kinda lost interest in the app, too and wasn't on for the most of the past years. Now something has changed and my curiosity came back stronger than ever. I'm in my early thirties btw.
And that is were this story actually starts...
Early August 2021. I had some more time on my hands than usually and got damn curious about finally having a first gay experience. I logged in to the gay dating app and soon found a guy just two years older than me with a profile pic showing an absolute stud! Ripped as hell, sixpack, everything. He states that he is bisexual and wants to have first encounters with men. He was basically the two years older and way hotter version of myself. Wrote him a DM, he answered, we exchanged some texts and eventually some body and dick-pics (I had some actual pics of myself uploaded by then, so no fake pics from my side...). Never during this conversation did I expect to meet him or any other guy. I expected it to go the way I always let it go in the past: Some texts, pics, conversation how we should meet some time and ... nothing.
But something was different this time. At one point I kinda said "what now" and he plainly told me to come by. And for the first time ever I actually considered meeting him. Well, it was long before noon and I had to work till at least 4pm. So I told him I would come by at around 4:15. During the whole day we exchanged some more texts and I told him that I never have met with a man before, what was not so true for him any more. His reaction is what probably let to everything thereafter. He said he would totally understand how I feel and that I could just tell him if I chicken out, no big deal. That felt so honest and trustworthy.
Well 4pm came and I kinda watched myself packing my stuff, getting on my bike and riding it the absolute opposite direction which would take me home. 10 minutes later I found myself in front of his apartment and he let me in.
Now I was standing there in his bedroom that he already shut all blinds in, not knowing what to do. He thankfully took things in his hands and started by dropping his shirt, and hell it was the guy from his profile pic, what a fucking hot ripped stud! Nervous as I was i followed him only to find his hand exploring my chinos over my crotch area after dropping my shirt. I followed him and soon ended up in his shorts, touching his enormous, warm, firm cock! Holy lord! We got fully naked pretty soon and made our way to the bed where I first stroked both our cocks together, facing each other and then laid down, stroking each other. He then asked if he could suck me which i willingly agreed.
(Side story: already during our initial texts he told me that he had a gf (just like me) and was suuuuuper cautious in regards to STIs including HPV. And that's why he would also only suck cocks if condoms were involved. That is also why he was super nervous about me rubbing our cocks together literally 5 minutes after arriving, as he told me later.)
Anyhow, as I usually kinda loose my erection when I have to put on a condom (I just hate wearing them) plus don't really enjoyed BJs too much till then I didn't really expect the BJ to be too hot. Man was I wrong! He worked my cock so f*ckin well, even deepthroated it with a little help from my hand on the back of his head
... it was amazing. When he came back up he was seriously leaking precum from his fat uncut cock, which made me even hornier! Well, since he didn't wanna go much further during our first meeting plus time was an issue, too, we jerked each other off until we came, dressed up and I left.
After that I had pictures of us running through my head for days. Couldn't really sleep due to pictures and fantasies chasing me, had random erections tons of times a day and so on.
Sadly although he had already had a couple encounters with men before he had fight his inner self a lot after our meeting due to fears of infections and a really bad case of guilty conscience because of his gf. That's and the fact that he works a LOT was why it was another I think 4 weeks until we met again.
But that should be enough for now, the next encounter as well as an accidental one at the gym and two not so accidental ones including the one from today that ended up with my shirt full of cum after a pretty daring handjob in my car may be told some other time...
And that's how after thinking about it for probably more than 20 years I had my first propper gay experience. It felt amazing! First of all because it was exactly as I imagined it to be, if not hotter due to his unbelievable body and cock, but secondly because it just felt right and natural. I can't really put it into words what it felt and still feels like. I definitely consider myself bisexual now with equal interest in women as in men. I sure have a guilty conscience because of my gf since there is no excuse for betraying her, but for the sake of my sanity I just had to make this experience.
Officially I still am and will be straight. The only purpose of this whole story here is to get it off my chest since I cannot talk about it with anyone in real life.
I don't really expect any comments to this (real!!) story, again, I just wanted to get it off my chest...
Before starting this thread I looked into my profile and learned that I'm a member on this site for 15 years. During this time I looked at probably thousands of photos and videos containing bisexual and foremost gay content.
I always knew I was interested in girly and boys, pretty sure even before my teenage years. Never wanted that to be true though. That's probably part of the story why I've been quite a late bloomer in respect to my first sexual experiences... Apart from kissing, grinding, touching with girls in discos, my first sexual contact with a girl was around my 18th birthday, although no penetration was involved. I eventually lost virginity in my first year of university, both of us, the girl and me, drunk as hell. Later that semester I had my first real girlfriend and things were going more easy from then on.
Nevertheless my sexual encounters with men remained close to zero, not mentioning the one or other porn clip and masturbation (without touching each other) with schoolmates. I still was curious about how sex with a man would feel, how another man's erect penis would feel in my hand, and so on and so on. That's one of the reasons why I became a member in one of those gay dating apps around the same time as here. Been looking around a lot, kinda sexting with some guys, exchanging fake (I know, I'm sorry) dick pics, etc., but never ended up meeting another man. Kinda lost interest in the app, too and wasn't on for the most of the past years. Now something has changed and my curiosity came back stronger than ever. I'm in my early thirties btw.
And that is were this story actually starts...
Early August 2021. I had some more time on my hands than usually and got damn curious about finally having a first gay experience. I logged in to the gay dating app and soon found a guy just two years older than me with a profile pic showing an absolute stud! Ripped as hell, sixpack, everything. He states that he is bisexual and wants to have first encounters with men. He was basically the two years older and way hotter version of myself. Wrote him a DM, he answered, we exchanged some texts and eventually some body and dick-pics (I had some actual pics of myself uploaded by then, so no fake pics from my side...). Never during this conversation did I expect to meet him or any other guy. I expected it to go the way I always let it go in the past: Some texts, pics, conversation how we should meet some time and ... nothing.
But something was different this time. At one point I kinda said "what now" and he plainly told me to come by. And for the first time ever I actually considered meeting him. Well, it was long before noon and I had to work till at least 4pm. So I told him I would come by at around 4:15. During the whole day we exchanged some more texts and I told him that I never have met with a man before, what was not so true for him any more. His reaction is what probably let to everything thereafter. He said he would totally understand how I feel and that I could just tell him if I chicken out, no big deal. That felt so honest and trustworthy.
Well 4pm came and I kinda watched myself packing my stuff, getting on my bike and riding it the absolute opposite direction which would take me home. 10 minutes later I found myself in front of his apartment and he let me in.
Now I was standing there in his bedroom that he already shut all blinds in, not knowing what to do. He thankfully took things in his hands and started by dropping his shirt, and hell it was the guy from his profile pic, what a fucking hot ripped stud! Nervous as I was i followed him only to find his hand exploring my chinos over my crotch area after dropping my shirt. I followed him and soon ended up in his shorts, touching his enormous, warm, firm cock! Holy lord! We got fully naked pretty soon and made our way to the bed where I first stroked both our cocks together, facing each other and then laid down, stroking each other. He then asked if he could suck me which i willingly agreed.
(Side story: already during our initial texts he told me that he had a gf (just like me) and was suuuuuper cautious in regards to STIs including HPV. And that's why he would also only suck cocks if condoms were involved. That is also why he was super nervous about me rubbing our cocks together literally 5 minutes after arriving, as he told me later.)
Anyhow, as I usually kinda loose my erection when I have to put on a condom (I just hate wearing them) plus don't really enjoyed BJs too much till then I didn't really expect the BJ to be too hot. Man was I wrong! He worked my cock so f*ckin well, even deepthroated it with a little help from my hand on the back of his head
... it was amazing. When he came back up he was seriously leaking precum from his fat uncut cock, which made me even hornier! Well, since he didn't wanna go much further during our first meeting plus time was an issue, too, we jerked each other off until we came, dressed up and I left.After that I had pictures of us running through my head for days. Couldn't really sleep due to pictures and fantasies chasing me, had random erections tons of times a day and so on.
Sadly although he had already had a couple encounters with men before he had fight his inner self a lot after our meeting due to fears of infections and a really bad case of guilty conscience because of his gf. That's and the fact that he works a LOT was why it was another I think 4 weeks until we met again.
But that should be enough for now, the next encounter as well as an accidental one at the gym and two not so accidental ones including the one from today that ended up with my shirt full of cum after a pretty daring handjob in my car may be told some other time...
And that's how after thinking about it for probably more than 20 years I had my first propper gay experience. It felt amazing! First of all because it was exactly as I imagined it to be, if not hotter due to his unbelievable body and cock, but secondly because it just felt right and natural. I can't really put it into words what it felt and still feels like. I definitely consider myself bisexual now with equal interest in women as in men. I sure have a guilty conscience because of my gf since there is no excuse for betraying her, but for the sake of my sanity I just had to make this experience.
Officially I still am and will be straight. The only purpose of this whole story here is to get it off my chest since I cannot talk about it with anyone in real life.
I don't really expect any comments to this (real!!) story, again, I just wanted to get it off my chest...
