Curiosity - My earliest experience that still haunts my fantasies

As a real youngster… as with a lot of people. Had a sleep over at a friends. Late night truth or dare started lame until I chose dare. Then fun started… slowly. Walk around the room with your dick out… stand in front of me and rub your dick… rub your dick on my dick… let me taste your dick… unfortunately has never happened again… but cottage is right up there on my fantasies. Have had so many dreams of giving a massage and the guy getting hard and giving handjob and a bit of oral. I love the thought of wanking with someone… just need to find a volunteer…
 
Everyone reading this wants to know what happened after he slapped you….😜

After the sleepover:
As most people know, once you have experienced satisfying sex it becomes all you think about. This was the same between us. For the rest of the summer our focus became cumming. We had regular sleepovers, we went camping at a local state park (where know one would know that we were wrapped up together in a single sleeping bag).
In the dark we pressed our bodies together and ground our penises, traded bjs or, even better, 69'd. In the daylight we stroked each other so we could watch the cum shoot out, or reached into each other's shorts to feel the penis trapped inside.
The last week of summer we went to the state park to camp for 2 nights. The first night was handjobs and blowjobs and touching.
The second started the same. Naked on an open sleeping bag and I leaning across his body to feel his cock in my mouth, his balls in my hand. By now we were both experts at this, but also lasted longer. I also knew the signs when he was about to cum so when he got close I pulled it from my mouth and felt the cum drip over my hand in the dark.
I straightened up next to him for my turn but this time he rolled away from me and pushed his butt back against me. I felt his ass against my stomach first, but he slides down and pressed against my cock. We had never talked about this, but 1000s of years of instinct must have taken over because I took my dick in my hand and rubbed it between his cheeks, seeking.
I felt his spread cheeks, felt his hand on my cock, felt him rub the head against his asshole, felt that instinct take over and pushed my cock into him.
I wasn't ready for THAT feeling. It seemed to slide in easily, and when I was fully inside I felt him squeeze and release, squeeze and release, hot and snuggle around my cock.
I began to thrust, short, fast thrusts, like each one was meant to push deeper. My hands gripped his hips and he bent forward to push back against each thrust. I don't remember what sounds we made or how long it lasted. All I remember is the feeling of my cock inside him and the incredible shiver through my body when I came inside.
We lay there for awhile with my cock slowly going limp inside. When I did go limp I pulled out and rolled onto my back and he rolled over onto his stomach.
This is the exact kind of friendship I desired in my youth. I fooled around with girls and really enjoyed it, but I couldn't stop thinking about having a sexual relationship with one of my guy friends. I would have traded blowjobs as much as possible. I'd also be the one backing into that hard cock. That's what friends are for.
 
After the sleepover:
As most people know, once you have experienced satisfying sex it becomes all you think about. This was the same between us. For the rest of the summer our focus became cumming. We had regular sleepovers, we went camping at a local state park (where know one would know that we were wrapped up together in a single sleeping bag).
In the dark we pressed our bodies together and ground our penises, traded bjs or, even better, 69'd. In the daylight we stroked each other so we could watch the cum shoot out, or reached into each other's shorts to feel the penis trapped inside.
The last week of summer we went to the state park to camp for 2 nights. The first night was handjobs and blowjobs and touching.
The second started the same. Naked on an open sleeping bag and I leaning across his body to feel his cock in my mouth, his balls in my hand. By now we were both experts at this, but also lasted longer. I also knew the signs when he was about to cum so when he got close I pulled it from my mouth and felt the cum drip over my hand in the dark.
I straightened up next to him for my turn but this time he rolled away from me and pushed his butt back against me. I felt his ass against my stomach first, but he slides down and pressed against my cock. We had never talked about this, but 1000s of years of instinct must have taken over because I took my dick in my hand and rubbed it between his cheeks, seeking.
I felt his spread cheeks, felt his hand on my cock, felt him rub the head against his asshole, felt that instinct take over and pushed my cock into him.
I wasn't ready for THAT feeling. It seemed to slide in easily, and when I was fully inside I felt him squeeze and release, squeeze and release, hot and snuggle around my cock.
I began to thrust, short, fast thrusts, like each one was meant to push deeper. My hands gripped his hips and he bent forward to push back against each thrust. I don't remember what sounds we made or how long it lasted. All I remember is the feeling of my cock inside him and the incredible shiver through my body when I came inside.
We lay there for awhile with my cock slowly going limp inside. When I did go limp I pulled out and rolled onto my back and he rolled over onto his stomach.

My first experiences that fit for this concept happened too young to be official and not quite ready to post them for all.
I had similar experience when I was young and years later I still think about it and it gets me hard and horny.
 
46 muscular/masculine bi wm here. First time I kissed guy was one of the hottest experiences of my sexual life. Kissing with the right guy as foreplay makes my cock throb before he drops to his knees for me! Love chatting about it to….
 
I’ve thought about it a lot…

My first experience was when I was 18. I was already curious and working an after school job… a customer, probably in his mid fifties, started talking to me about how a coworker of mine looked like she knew how to suck cock… I was a bit uncomfortable, and said something about her being shy… he looked me up and down and said I had a better ass than she did, and started groping my ass. I didn’t say anything at all, just stared at him… and led him to a somewhat hidden spot behind some racks of clothing. It was close to closing, and the store was mostly empty.

He had a hand full of my ass and we were alone. I started to rub the growing bulge in his jeans. His hand slid down the back of my pants, rubbing my bare ass. As he groped me I could feel how hard he was and I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, working my hand down into his boxers… I started to stroke him and could feel how much precum he was leaking… I pulled my hand out and tasted it… and I couldn’t help but moan quietly. He told me to come help him in the dressing room and I told him I should get back to work… he zipped up and walked away… I thought I’d never see him again and went back to work trying to hide how hard I was.

We closed less than an hour later and he was outside, just standing by a minivan . I stalled and walked out as slowly as I could, watching my coworkers as they left. There were only two of them who hadn’t driven away when I went to talk to him, but they were in their cars, so I figured they would leave before they could see anything. I asked him why he was still there, and he said he was waiting for me to finish what I started.

I was still so turned on from before but so nervous… like an idiot I asked why. He said I was sexy and he wanted to see how much sexier I look with his cum on my “cocksucking lips”… I barely even thought about what I was doing, out in a mall parking lot, under the streetlights, unzipping his pants… this time I wanted to see his cock, so I pulled it out and stared at it. He was soft and floppy in my hand as I started rubbing him… he laughed, told me I looked like I was in love.

As he got hard he got me into his minivan’s back seat. He was sitting on one side with his pants down, I was laying on my belly across the seats… he had me yank my pants down so he could feel my ass and I was stroking his cock slowly, staring… I was shocked, his dick was a little shorter than mine, but so much thicker! He groped me for a moment and told me to lick him… told me it would taste better than licking it off my hand… and I started to lick under the head. I never actually sucked him, but kept licking around the head while stroking him… until he suddenly stopped me… and had me get out and kneel… and jerked off on my lips, telling me to keep my “sexy mouth” open so I could taste how good it made him feel.

When he was done, he told me I looked so sexy covered in his cum and that I should leave it on my face as I drove home… and he drove away as I walked to my car, licking his cum off my lips.

It was almost 20 years later that I finally sucked cock, but I felt so sexy that night… I still think about that dirty old man who got to cum on my face.
That's such a fun and hot story. I'm Jealous of you! haha
 
Not my first, but the one that I still think about when I lie naked in bed stroking.
I had a friend I hung out with a lot, camping, sleepovers. I had some experience, but was afraid to say anything to him so I just left it in the fantasy zone. One night in the middle of summer I spent the night at his house. His parents didn't have AC (it was the 80's so not unusual) so we would sleep in our underwear with just a sheet.
I was lying on my back, eyes closed, trying to fall asleep when I felt him touch my arm. I froze but kept my eyes closed. Gradually his touches became more probing, like he was checking to see if I was asleep.
I felt him lift my arm and move it between us. Next I felt him put his dick in my hand. It was hard, not large, but filled the palm of my hand. I could feel it moving in my hand as he simulated me jerking him.
Next I felt his fingers lightly trace my tighty-whiteys. He started at my thigh, and moved across until his fingers pressed against my cock. At this point I did move, which made him jerk back and lay on his back.
I reached down and slide my cock out through the flap in my underwear and pretended to be asleep. Once again he touched my arm and, convinced I was still asleep, put his dick back in my hand. He found my thigh again, let his fingers work their way over and touched my dick sticking out through my underwear.
He gasped and I closed my hand around his dick so he couldn't pull away and rolled toward him.

To be continued if I get a good response.
ooooohhh so cruel to leave us hanging. I hope you continue !!
 
Sleepover pt. 2
He froze, hands at his side, in shock and fear that I had caught him. I even felt his dick get soft in my hand. It got hard quickly as I started stroking it and he realized I wasn't about to call him all kinds of horrible names. Instead I told him to take my underpants off.
He pulled my underpants down, over my hard cock.atill sticking through the slot. He could only pull them to my knees with my hand on his dick so I pushed them the rest of the way. I reached to the band of his underpants and pulled them all the way down and off, then slid back up to press my body against him, wrap my arms around him and lean in close to his ear. I paused and just enjoyed the feeling of our cocks pressed together in the dark and the skin to skin contact.
I whispered to him "I want you to do to me everything I do to you."
He didn't move so I said "will you do to me everything I do to you?"
This time I felt him nod and heard him whisper "yes".
I rolled away from him, re-covered our bodies with the sheet and slid my hand under to stroke his cock. He started to reach over and I told him to lay back. "I'll go first, then you"
I slid down under the sheet, found his cock and closed my mouth around the head. I heard and felt him give a long gasp. I slid my mouth down over the shaft, then back to the head, then down again and felt his body shake and, as my mouth stroked back up to the head, felt him cum in my mouth and let out a long "ooooooohhhh."
I pulled back and spit the cum onto his stomach, then straightened up to lie next to him still slowly stroking and whispered "now do that to me."
I lay back and he pulled the sheet back, lay across me and started to stroke me. I felt his breath against the head, felt him kiss it, felt his tongue touch the head. Then I felt his mouth on me, felt him slide half way down the shaft then back, then down again. The second time his mouth was hot and wet and tight around it.
Very quickly he was taking my whole cock in, his hand slid between my legs to play with my balls. He was so eager to suck on it and I could feel the pull of his mouth each time he pulled back, then down again.
It may have been 5 strokes, maybe 10, but it didn't take long for me to lose it, arch my back and grab his shoulders as I came.
He straightened again next to me and slid over, draped a leg across mine. His cock, hard again, pressed against my thigh and his hand on my cock and we just lay there in the dark.
SO beautiful
 
It was my first gay experience. I had come out to my wife, and she encouraged me to explore my sexuality. Therefore there was no guilt. I could not believe how good another man's cock felt. So hard but so soft to touch. He gave me a blow job that was far the best I ever had. He taught me how to suck a cock to make a man cum. I knew I would be having more gay sex.

At the same time I learned I was bi not gay. I went home, and my wife asked me to discuss my experience. Soon she and I were having sex. I found out I needed both straight sex and gay sex. Fortunately my wife was OK with that.

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very hot and wow!!!
 
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