My first experience with a guy

When I was about 19 I was staying over at a buddy's house (actually his parents' house). The next morning, his parents were gone and we were sitting on his bed in shorts looking at some porno magazines (this was the late 80's). Out of the blue he starts rubbing my back lightly and it felt really good. He told me to lay back, then he started drawing circles on my chest, moving lower and lower til he was over my shorts rubbing my very hard cock. He reached inside and started stroking me... I was kind of in shock but it felt amazing. Then he said "what about me?" so I gladly started playing with his cock... it was the first time I had ever touched one besides my own.

We played with each other for a little bit, then he rolled me onto my side and he slid behind me, sliding his cock between my cheeks/thighs. He played with my ass a little, then basically fucked me like that and he came between my thighs. He then reached around and jacked me off onto the bed. It was super hot and super awkward.

We ended up hooking up several more times over the next few months, quickly graduating to blowing each other to completion every time. His cock was smallish (and he had so much precum) so I could deepthroat him easily, and cumming in his mouth felt amazing every time.
 
So when you were getting fingered what was it like… were you leaning into it or still not sure what to do? I guess when did you come alive with it an totally give in or was it all so new that you were reserved the entire time?
At first sore, it felt so solid and hard. Before that every time I had been penetrated I had controlled it, which meant it went in slowly and at my pace! This was different, someone else was doing it to me their way, faster and harder than I had ever done it. At first I leaned away, to try and have some control over my penetration but that didn't help, it was relentless. I realised I had to just give in, and at some point my resistance crumbled and I was moving with it, pushing back onto it ;)
 
At first sore, it felt so solid and hard. Before that every time I had been penetrated I had controlled it, which meant it went in slowly and at my pace! This was different, someone else was doing it to me their way, faster and harder than I had ever done it. At first I leaned away, to try and have some control over my penetration but that didn't help, it was relentless. I realised I had to just give in, and at some point my resistance crumbled and I was moving with it, pushing back onto it ;)
Yes ok that makes sense…have done the same with toys and how I play at home. Can only imagine that a horny man at the controls would do things a certain way and may not be the most pleasurable at first though the actual moment could be thrilling. Glad you eventually leaned in…tried to relax and let it go. I’m sure that helped??
 
At first sore, it felt so solid and hard. Before that every time I had been penetrated I had controlled it, which meant it went in slowly and at my pace! This was different, someone else was doing it to me their way, faster and harder than I had ever done it. At first I leaned away, to try and have some control over my penetration but that didn't help, it was relentless. I realised I had to just give in, and at some point my resistance crumbled and I was moving with it, pushing back onto it ;)
Exactly right. I realized from the get go, she was doing the fucking and all I needed to do was get fucked. (And moan. And whimper. And tell her "Fuck me harder baby.")
 
My first time, a friend and I were hanging out in his dorm room drinking and he brought out some porn mags. We started getting hard… pulled our dicks out… and eventually I asked if i could stroke him… led to many months of me pleasuring him but that’s another story!
 
My very first time with a man was when I was divorced. I had always been curious about what it would be like to suck a cock and most importantly swallow his load. I would jerk off, sometimes with my legs over my head and shoot into my mouth.
Was on an internet dating site that had a section for gay or bi postings. It took all the courage I could muster to make a post saying I wanted to have my first bi male experience.
The days passed slowly before I got my first response. He was married, he said, and lived about 10 miles from me. But his commute to work took him within a mile of my house.

He suggested we meet at a park first so we could talk for a bit. He said he rode a motorcycle, as did I so it would not be that difficult to spot one another. We agreed to meet the next day at 5:30pm

The hours crawled so slow that day and I was so nervous. What the fuck was I doing? Are you kidding me? I am going to meet a complete stranger in a park and possibly invite him back to my home. Am I crazy?

I get on my bike and ride to the park. No one was there, except for one motorcycle and a man sitting at a picnic table. Now or never, I say, and I park next to his bike and walk over to the table.

We said our hello's. He was just an ordinary dude. Said he had been married for a long time, but enjoyed getting some cock on the side. It did not take long before we agreed to ride back to my house.

We come inside, and my TV room and couch are in another room. I ask him if he would like a beer, and he says "Yes Please". I point to the TV room and ask him to please make himself comfortable. I go to the kitchen, grab two beers and meet him.
I had already loaded a Porn DVD and asked if he would like to watch some. "Sure, that would be good" It started with a woman giving a very good blow job.

We sat there, sipping our beers when he put his hand on my thigh. I returned the favor, then slid my hand up to his bulge feeling him through his jeans.

He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down. I massaged his cock through his briefs, my heart pounding in my throat. He stood up and pulled off his pants, and I did the same. He motioned for me to sit back down as he then knelt in front of me. He took my cock in his hand, then lowered his mouth over it, sucking it gently as his hand stroked my shaft. It did not take long for me to lose my load. He swallowed all of it.

Sitting down next to me, he took a long swig on his beer.

I knew I wanted to suck him.

I positioned myself in front of him holding his cock in my hand. He placed his hands on my head and gently moved it to his cock. I opened my mouth, taking him in.

It was so soft, and felt so good. I must have done a good job because soon I heard his breathing deepen, and his legs started moving. My hands were on his thighs, and I felt his quads stiffen and a deep moan escape his lips.
"I'm coming, I'm coming" he said.

I kept my mouth locked on his cock and felt a warm gush fill my mouth. I let my tongue swirl it around as I tasted his salty come and kept him in my mouth until he finished, pumping the shaft to get every drop.

Looking down, he smiled and said. "How was it?"

I said I loved it, and could we meet again.

He replied, "Doubtful, I do not have very many opportunities to meet up"

We dressed, shook hands at the door and he rode away.

That was the start of some very fun bi adventures.
Great start to some fun...in Colotsdo as well.
 
Been there...it was a long time ago...sitting in a booth at the bar waiting for friends that never showed. I've already had a few rum and cokes. A guy slides in next to me and start chatting me up while we wait for my friends. first his hand is on my knee, a bit later it slides up to my thigh..soon his probing my crotch with his fingers. He leans into me and as I turned to look at him he kisses me, hard and long, his tongue tries to slip between my lips. it was then I just melted, stopped resisting. his kiss was warm, sexier than any girls kiss I ever had. soon he had me pinned in the corner of the booth and his hand worked my zipper down and stroked me off. we sat there for another hour or so, stealing kisses, his hand always on mine occasionally slipping under the table placing my hand on his hard on or slipping hand under my waist band. He drove me home and I never saw him again.
 
I had seen some gay porn fairly early in life but my first real experience was pretty soon after I was seduced by my church league softball team coach and his wife. I really learned a lot from them both. She was the “bait”, and I was their “catch”. She would sit in the stands behind the dugout and teasing sit with her knees a few inches apart. I made a comment to a friend about “what it must be like to fuck her” without realizing the coach was right behind me and heard me. When I turned around he was grinning and my face turned beet red. He didn’t say anything then but afater the game was over I was helping carry gear to his car. When we got to his car he said “maybe you’d like to come over to our apartment sometime. We could swim a bit and you could meet my wife”. I was nervous, scared, excited…finally able say “wow, that would be nice”. That wound up turning into the most important event in my life. They taught me so much. Things your parents never talk about.
You gotta tell how this first encounter went, please! It sounds hot as hell!
 
My 1st experience, well early on it was just touch and jerking off so I guess that really doesn't count.

However orally it was with 2 friends and another camping in a friends back yard, it was on a dare, well more of a bet, what was the bet well it was the guy with the smallest had to suck off the guy with the biggest while the other two watched. I lost and I did give someone my very 1st blowjob, in fact also happening to be the 1st time I gagged a cock inside my throat eventually relaxing and tasting my 1st load of cum! But does that count since it was a bet and well I was sort of forced to?

The next time it happened was with another friend who I always thought was gay and in fact asked him, he said yes but he had never done or been with another guy! That 1st night we just jerked each other off but after that he became the 1st guy I did orally very willingly and wow that was oh so much very very better than the other guys cock, just the fact of actually wanting to was so much better than doing it cause I lost a bet!
 
But does that count since it was a bet and well I was sort of forced to?
“sort of” is the operative phrase, here. You wouldn't have agreed to the bet if at least some hidden part of yourself wasn't ready and willing. YES, it counts! The scene just makes it that much hotter. Not just the “forced(not really)" part, but that you had a audience, as well. I “sort of” envy you.
 
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“sort of” is the operative phrase, here. You wouldn't have agreed to the bet of at least some hidden part of yourself wasn't ready and willing. YES, it counts! The scene just makes it that much hotter. Not just the “forced(not really)" part, but that you had a audience, as well. I “sort of” envy you.
Yes I do have to say having my 2 best friends looking was something else, I mean at 1st I was kind of weirded out about it my brain kind of wishing they weren't there, but then when I saw them both jacking off as they watched it stopped bothering me and I really think that was when I started getting into it even more so!
 
Yes I do have to say having my 2 best friends looking was something else, I mean at 1st I was kind of weirded out about it my brain kind of wishing they weren't there, but then when I saw them both jacking off as they watched it stopped bothering me and I really think that was when I started getting into it even more so!
Mmmmmm... I'm betting by the time you were done with the other guy you were sort of wishing you could do then too...
 
Mmmmmm... I'm betting by the time you were done with the other guy you were sort of wishing you could do then too...
Although not that night, a few years later we had gotten together both of them and myself. We were drinking in the basement of the guys house the tent was set up in years before, somehow the conversation we were having turned to that day in the tent. Both said they couldn't believe I actually did it and I told them a bet was a bet so I had to. Ken one of the friends asked me how I was able to get his cock down my throat and well we were kind of wasted by then, pot & a lot of beer plus vodka I guess put us all in a good mood, I grabbed his cock thru his pants and asked him if he really wanted to know, well do I need to say what his answer was!

I took it out and he was pretty hard by then and Gary took his out as he watched sitting next to us, I went down on Ken and took his average size cock as deep as I could, I swear he shot his load in like 20 seconds so I move to Gary's much bigger cock, he moved his hand the moment my body shifted towards him and his cock took a bit of time to get my saliva built and drooled all over his cock finally taking him balls deep, he lasted about 5 minutes before dumping his load straight down my throat into my belly. Gary went upstairs to take a crap and Ken asked me if he could suck mine and he did just that, was it sloppy yes but he did seem to enjoy doing it for the 1st time, so there was that!
 
My 1st experience, well early on it was just touch and jerking off so I guess that really doesn't count.

However orally it was with 2 friends and another camping in a friends back yard, it was on a dare, well more of a bet, what was the bet well it was the guy with the smallest had to suck off the guy with the biggest while the other two watched. I lost and I did give someone my very 1st blowjob, in fact also happening to be the 1st time I gagged a cock inside my throat eventually relaxing and tasting my 1st load of cum! But does that count since it was a bet and well I was sort of forced to?

The next time it happened was with another friend who I always thought was gay and in fact asked him, he said yes but he had never done or been with another guy! That 1st night we just jerked each other off but after that he became the 1st guy I did orally very willingly and wow that was oh so much very very better than the other guys cock, just the fact of actually wanting to was so much better than doing it cause I lost a bet!
Love this. Merry Christmas
 
Although not that night, a few years later we had gotten together both of them and myself. We were drinking in the basement of the guys house the tent was set up in years before, somehow the conversation we were having turned to that day in the tent. Both said they couldn't believe I actually did it and I told them a bet was a bet so I had to. Ken one of the friends asked me how I was able to get his cock down my throat and well we were kind of wasted by then, pot & a lot of beer plus vodka I guess put us all in a good mood, I grabbed his cock thru his pants and asked him if he really wanted to know, well do I need to say what his answer was!

I took it out and he was pretty hard by then and Gary took his out as he watched sitting next to us, I went down on Ken and took his average size cock as deep as I could, I swear he shot his load in like 20 seconds so I move to Gary's much bigger cock, he moved his hand the moment my body shifted towards him and his cock took a bit of time to get my saliva built and drooled all over his cock finally taking him balls deep, he lasted about 5 minutes before dumping his load straight down my throat into my belly. Gary went upstairs to take a crap and Ken asked me if he could suck mine and he did just that, was it sloppy yes but he did seem to enjoy doing it for the 1st time, so there was that!
So wonderful to hear your stories
 
My first time sucking was in the bedroom of an apartment of the parents of one of my grade school classmates. We were about 12. Three or so classmates were lying on his bed with their backs to the wall and I remember taking their little cocks out and just giving them each a kiss and a suck. It wasn't so much sexual as a rite-of-passage thing.

I was sent to boarding schools at age 13. A few of us fooled around with our little cocks. I must have liked this, because I distinctly remember a classmate saying "I'll suck your cock but I'd better taste soap on it!"

But my first genuine guy-to-guy sexual experience was freshman year in a small, all male college in New England. I arrived there having been raised in a cloistered, big city environment by prudish parents with conservative moral values. I was assigned three roommates and we all slept in a large common room which we screened off as cubicles for some privacy. Two of my roommates. Bill and John, were jocks. I heard rumors that there were guys who did more than jerk off in the locker room showers, but I was into music and art and didn't hang around with the jocks. Besides, I didn't believe those stories anyway. I mean, all the jocks had super good looking girl friends and were always bragging about getting laid. With all that, why would they need to fool around with other guys? The third roommate, Neil, was not athletic, but kind of shy and into theater.

At age 18, I was about 5' 10", 165, blond and athletic, although I didn't go out for team sports. From a young age, I had been musical, with a perfect pitch, and a natural voice, first as a boy soprano and then as a clear baritone as my voice matured. I was still a virgin, but highly sexed, masturbating several times a week to porno magazines. The glossy pictures of men having sex with women, women with women, and groups of naked bodies engaged in all sorts of sexual activity, just drove me wild. I guess my cock was about average, about 6" long and circumcised. I was especially turned on by pictures of women sucking cocks, especially large, pink circumcised cocks with large heads, and seeing their faces covered in white creamy cum. I began to fantasize that I was physically present in the scene, watching from just inches away as a hard cock pulsated between a woman's warm, wet lips, spurting jets of white hot cum into her mouth.

I knew what cum smelled like, because I had smelled my own. But also because so many of my roommates were jerking off that our boarding school room sometimes smelled like mild bleach -- it was intoxicating, and it got me aroused. So I would dig out my magazines, lock myself into the bathroom and jerk off. Sometimes I pulled my penis so hard it got red and raw and hurt like hell, but it never stopped me. One afternoon I came into the bathroom and found a small wad of paper on the floor. I bent down and picked it up to throw it away, when something felt strange and slick between my fingers. I looked down and saw that the paper was soaked with semen. Obviously one of my roommates had been indulging in my favorite pastime. It must have been Neil, because Bill and John were at football practice in the afternoons. Something made me bring the papers up to my nose, and when I inhaled it was the unique, pungent odor of a man's sweet cum. I became instantly aroused, locked the door, whipped out my growing erection and, still holding the wet gooey mess to my nostrils, jerked off furiously until I sprayed my warm cum all over the sink. Curious, and still aroused, I ran my finger along the edge of the sink through a puddle of semen and then brought it just to the tip of my tongue for a taste. That wasn't enough, so I put my cum covered finger into my mouth and sucked off the juice. That I could taste, and I found it somewhat bitter but not unpleasant.

I cleaned up and left the bathroom, almost colliding with Neil, who was walking past the door toward his cubicle. My heart was pounding as I asked him if we could talk. "Sure" he said. "What about?" I didn't know what to say. We went into his cubicle and sat on the bed. We talked about another student who was openly gay, and going to NYC to pay for it. Nothing happened as we discussed it, but you could cut the sexual tension in the room with a knife. I then got up to leave, and as I left, I reached back to close the curtain to his cubicle, and the back of my hand pressed right into his cock and balls. (For years he thought it was intentional, but it was not!) As if this was a signal, he immediately pulled me back onto his bed, and told me to lie down and be still. With skilled hands, he undid my belt and reached for my zipper. Without thinking I lifted my hips and he slid my pants and jockey briefs down to my thighs, laying bare my obvious erect cock. One of my arms was flung across my eyes -- I felt embarrassed but didn't want him to stop. All of a sudden, I felt his hand on my penis, stroking up and down. And then I felt his warm, moist mouth come down on my dick. I lasted about 15 seconds and then without any warning I exploded into his mouth. He held me and my cum in his mouth for a bit, then he casually leaned over a waste basket and said "let's get rid of this" as he spit it out.
He wanted me to help him, and to suck him. But I just froze as I watched as his incredible pole -- a good 8-9+ inches of hard fat cut cock -- became engorged and hard. I was really scared we were going to get caught, but my arm seemed to have a mind of its own. I leaned down and encircled his rigid cock with my right hand. He moaned. It felt hard and spongy - the same texture as mine but still different. I sat back down on the bed to get a closer look. I squeezed it gently and a pearl of moisture appeared at the tip. I leaned down to look closer, and then felt a hand on the back of my head, gently pulling me down even more. Neil whispered hoarsely "kiss it - you know you want to - just lick the tip." I let my mouth get even closer. I could smell his muskiness, and became blind with lust. I closed my eyes and reached out my tongue and licked the precum off his cock and tasted it. It didn't turn me off - I had tasted my own. Then I opened my mouth just a bit more and felt the mushroom-shaped helmet pass between my lips and enter my eager, warm mouth. I just held it in my mouth for a minute, but could not avoid caressing it with my tongue at the same time. Neil moaned again and grabbed my head with both hands and lifted his hips at the same time. All of a sudden, I felt 4 or 5 inches of his cock in my mouth and graze the back of my throat. I gagged but tried to keep it in. I found I could taster it better and have more room to bathe it with my tongue if only a few inches were inside me. I wrapped my hands around the length of his cock and began to stroke and also end each stroke with a twist. He closed his eyes and murmured his appreciation. I got into a rhythm and tried to add saliva at the same time. I was totally into my new role as a sloppy, eager cocksucker, and lost all sense of time. I was just consumed with giving pleasure - making love - to this gorgeous piece of man flesh in my mouth. All of a sudden, his penis felt different on my tongue - it started to swell and get even harder, and I knew he was about to cum - and in my mouth! And then Neil suddenly stopped thrusting, putting both hands on my head and uttering a low growl as he flexed his core and began shooting load after load of his warm jism into my mouth and throat. At first, I noticed a change in the taste in my mouth mixing with the saliva, then realized it was his sperm. I quickly swallowed my first taste and could feel his cock leap in my mouth as his thick warm sperm continued to explode into me. I savored the sticky texture and bleachy taste, playing with strands of his load and licking around the base of his cock, sucking up the droplets now entwined in his wet pubic hair. Filling my mouth with as much of his load as I could, I lifted my chin and gratefully swallowed it all. I was hooked!
 
Would love to experience this. Currently going through some health issues where things aren't rising to the occasion as they should. Bit frustrating but wife understands. Hope we can involve another male to do the deed with her and use us both. Whilst I get my own issues sorted then hopefully I can get involved with giving penetration to him or her.
 
I noticed a change in the taste in my mouth mixing with the saliva, then realized it was his sperm. I quickly swallowed my first taste and could feel his cock leap in my mouth as his thick warm sperm continued to explode into me. I savored the sticky texture and bleachy taste, playing with strands of his load and licking around the base of his cock, sucking up the droplets now entwined in his wet pubic hair. Filling my mouth with as much of his load as I could, I lifted my chin and gratefully swallowed it all. I was hooked!
I've sucked and swallowed a lot of cum in my life. Some was gross (smokers!), most was delicious. But I've never yet tasted any that tasted or smelled like bleach. Just different people's taste perceptions, i guess.

That aside, I love your story!
 
My first time sucking was in the bedroom of an apartment of the parents of one of my grade school classmates. We were about 12. Three or so classmates were lying on his bed with their backs to the wall and I remember taking their little cocks out and just giving them each a kiss and a suck. It wasn't so much sexual as a rite-of-passage thing.

I was sent to boarding schools at age 13. A few of us fooled around with our little cocks. I must have liked this, because I distinctly remember a classmate saying "I'll suck your cock but I'd better taste soap on it!"

But my first genuine guy-to-guy sexual experience was freshman year in a small, all male college in New England. I arrived there having been raised in a cloistered, big city environment by prudish parents with conservative moral values. I was assigned three roommates and we all slept in a large common room which we screened off as cubicles for some privacy. Two of my roommates. Bill and John, were jocks. I heard rumors that there were guys who did more than jerk off in the locker room showers, but I was into music and art and didn't hang around with the jocks. Besides, I didn't believe those stories anyway. I mean, all the jocks had super good looking girl friends and were always bragging about getting laid. With all that, why would they need to fool around with other guys? The third roommate, Neil, was not athletic, but kind of shy and into theater.

At age 18, I was about 5' 10", 165, blond and athletic, although I didn't go out for team sports. From a young age, I had been musical, with a perfect pitch, and a natural voice, first as a boy soprano and then as a clear baritone as my voice matured. I was still a virgin, but highly sexed, masturbating several times a week to porno magazines. The glossy pictures of men having sex with women, women with women, and groups of naked bodies engaged in all sorts of sexual activity, just drove me wild. I guess my cock was about average, about 6" long and circumcised. I was especially turned on by pictures of women sucking cocks, especially large, pink circumcised cocks with large heads, and seeing their faces covered in white creamy cum. I began to fantasize that I was physically present in the scene, watching from just inches away as a hard cock pulsated between a woman's warm, wet lips, spurting jets of white hot cum into her mouth.

I knew what cum smelled like, because I had smelled my own. But also because so many of my roommates were jerking off that our boarding school room sometimes smelled like mild bleach -- it was intoxicating, and it got me aroused. So I would dig out my magazines, lock myself into the bathroom and jerk off. Sometimes I pulled my penis so hard it got red and raw and hurt like hell, but it never stopped me. One afternoon I came into the bathroom and found a small wad of paper on the floor. I bent down and picked it up to throw it away, when something felt strange and slick between my fingers. I looked down and saw that the paper was soaked with semen. Obviously one of my roommates had been indulging in my favorite pastime. It must have been Neil, because Bill and John were at football practice in the afternoons. Something made me bring the papers up to my nose, and when I inhaled it was the unique, pungent odor of a man's sweet cum. I became instantly aroused, locked the door, whipped out my growing erection and, still holding the wet gooey mess to my nostrils, jerked off furiously until I sprayed my warm cum all over the sink. Curious, and still aroused, I ran my finger along the edge of the sink through a puddle of semen and then brought it just to the tip of my tongue for a taste. That wasn't enough, so I put my cum covered finger into my mouth and sucked off the juice. That I could taste, and I found it somewhat bitter but not unpleasant.

I cleaned up and left the bathroom, almost colliding with Neil, who was walking past the door toward his cubicle. My heart was pounding as I asked him if we could talk. "Sure" he said. "What about?" I didn't know what to say. We went into his cubicle and sat on the bed. We talked about another student who was openly gay, and going to NYC to pay for it. Nothing happened as we discussed it, but you could cut the sexual tension in the room with a knife. I then got up to leave, and as I left, I reached back to close the curtain to his cubicle, and the back of my hand pressed right into his cock and balls. (For years he thought it was intentional, but it was not!) As if this was a signal, he immediately pulled me back onto his bed, and told me to lie down and be still. With skilled hands, he undid my belt and reached for my zipper. Without thinking I lifted my hips and he slid my pants and jockey briefs down to my thighs, laying bare my obvious erect cock. One of my arms was flung across my eyes -- I felt embarrassed but didn't want him to stop. All of a sudden, I felt his hand on my penis, stroking up and down. And then I felt his warm, moist mouth come down on my dick. I lasted about 15 seconds and then without any warning I exploded into his mouth. He held me and my cum in his mouth for a bit, then he casually leaned over a waste basket and said "let's get rid of this" as he spit it out.
He wanted me to help him, and to suck him. But I just froze as I watched as his incredible pole -- a good 8-9+ inches of hard fat cut cock -- became engorged and hard. I was really scared we were going to get caught, but my arm seemed to have a mind of its own. I leaned down and encircled his rigid cock with my right hand. He moaned. It felt hard and spongy - the same texture as mine but still different. I sat back down on the bed to get a closer look. I squeezed it gently and a pearl of moisture appeared at the tip. I leaned down to look closer, and then felt a hand on the back of my head, gently pulling me down even more. Neil whispered hoarsely "kiss it - you know you want to - just lick the tip." I let my mouth get even closer. I could smell his muskiness, and became blind with lust. I closed my eyes and reached out my tongue and licked the precum off his cock and tasted it. It didn't turn me off - I had tasted my own. Then I opened my mouth just a bit more and felt the mushroom-shaped helmet pass between my lips and enter my eager, warm mouth. I just held it in my mouth for a minute, but could not avoid caressing it with my tongue at the same time. Neil moaned again and grabbed my head with both hands and lifted his hips at the same time. All of a sudden, I felt 4 or 5 inches of his cock in my mouth and graze the back of my throat. I gagged but tried to keep it in. I found I could taster it better and have more room to bathe it with my tongue if only a few inches were inside me. I wrapped my hands around the length of his cock and began to stroke and also end each stroke with a twist. He closed his eyes and murmured his appreciation. I got into a rhythm and tried to add saliva at the same time. I was totally into my new role as a sloppy, eager cocksucker, and lost all sense of time. I was just consumed with giving pleasure - making love - to this gorgeous piece of man flesh in my mouth. All of a sudden, his penis felt different on my tongue - it started to swell and get even harder, and I knew he was about to cum - and in my mouth! And then Neil suddenly stopped thrusting, putting both hands on my head and uttering a low growl as he flexed his core and began shooting load after load of his warm jism into my mouth and throat. At first, I noticed a change in the taste in my mouth mixing with the saliva, then realized it was his sperm. I quickly swallowed my first taste and could feel his cock leap in my mouth as his thick warm sperm continued to explode into me. I savored the sticky texture and bleachy taste, playing with strands of his load and licking around the base of his cock, sucking up the droplets now entwined in his wet pubic hair. Filling my mouth with as much of his load as I could, I lifted my chin and gratefully swallowed it all. I was hooked!
Thank you for a wonderfull account of your first cocksucker experience.
 
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