My first experience with a guy

My first experience with a guy, he sucked my cock and I fucked his ass. No reciprocation but afterwards I couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to suck his cock. We got together again a couple of months later. Sucking his cock got me rock hard and I swallowed two loads from him.
 
My first time we met in a bar and went back to his place to smoke some weed, or so I thought! He said he was a massuese and offered me a massage, which I agreed to, not realising I was being seduced. He escalated things slowly; at first I was lying on my tummy with my shirt off getting a shoulder rub, next thing I was on my hands and knees naked, face down ass up, with two of his fingers pumping in and out of my tight virgin hole. He told me he had to cum, then forced his cock inside me while I squirmed and squealed in pain. He took me then, riding me while I cried and moaned, and I came, hands free, within a minute or two. A few minutes later, my brain in a fugue, I felt his cock pulse and heard him grunting, and my virginity was officially his!
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?
 
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.
 
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