What is your first gay memory

[Samantha47]

Love you to

My first time was coming out of bathroom in my underwear after a shower and my step dad picked me up and took my virginity

 

[cruiser_2015]

I was at my all boys school aged about 18. I was in a darkened school lecture theatre watching a historical movie Henry V as part of an English lit course. In the gloom another boy slid along the bench till he was next to me. He put his hand on my thigh. I'd heard about boys doing sex stuff together so I knew what he wanted, and I wanted too.I spread my legs to show I was willing. He unzipped me and got my erect cock out. He had a long feel then he hand jobbed me off to my cum spurt. I'd been masturbating for a few years but that hand job orgasm was the best wank of my life at the time. Soon after we were regularly hand jobbing and playing with each other's cocks and balls.

 

[Sounding22]

Never knew I was gay, even as a kid had 2 sisters and mother plus father worked all the time.
I played with dolls and wore mom’s panties not knowing any better.
Grandmother even began referring to me as her sissy, didn’t bother me one bit.
Entered school and I discovered boys just like my sisters. High school and Rikki Perez gorgeous. Funny thing didn’t think and still don’t think it’s gay. Just another lifestyle and I wouldn’t have it any other way!

 

[BiGuy_64]

Not sure how it started but a gay friend in middle school started sucking me off. Lasted until we graduated high school.

 

[frappingwilly]

Stayed at a friend's house in the late 80s to house sit while he was away. Went to watch a movie I got from blockbuster and there was a tape in the VHS machine already. I pressed play and there was a movie of two guys oiling their cocks together and frotting.

 

[Serge69]

I remember having an insanely rigid dick when hard when I was young. That weird feeling of thinking this feels really good but I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with it. I just know there’s some purpose for this but what is it??

Yep, that feeling...

 

[sandybrooke]

I was on a sleepover at my best friend's house. Of course this was long before video games, or DVDs, or hundreds of TV channels, or online porn, so we had to actually interact with each other and find other activities. In our case, since we were both musicians and "band nerds", that was showing each other grooves and chops on his drum set (a massive Ludwig Octaplus).

After taking my turn playing the drums I got up and sat next to him on his futon/bed. I expected him to get up and take his seat on the drum stool when he, rather hesitatingly said,

"Do you ever jerk off?"

Somewhat shyly I said, "Of course I do."

He responded with, "Want to jerk off together," and I shrugged and said "Sure, why not." I must have been primed for this as I had an immediate rush of blood into my penis.

Having been swimming earlier, on a very hot summer night, we were wearing only our swim trunks and when he pulled his down and kicked them off I did the same. We were both obviously turned on as we were already semi-hard.

We semi-reclined, a safe distance apart (I thought) on the futon and began to stroke our penises which quickly became fully erect. Mine was engorged with blood and harder than it had ever been. I was at first reluctant to really look at his as, Christian guilt and all, that might mean I could be...gasp...homosexual. When I saw that he, having no such apparent qualms, was really staring at mine I looked his and I couldn't take my eyes off of it as he stroked it up down.

He slid closer to me on the futon, till our hips and legs were touching, and reached over, taking my dick in his hand, started to stroke me. I just moved my hands out of the way and watched with fascination. His touch, the first "sexual touch' by another person on my penis, was electric and my whole body seemed turned on. After a few moments he said, "Rub me," so I reached over and began to stroke his penis as well.

The feeling was exquisite, both in having my penis stroked by the hand of someone else, and in having his hard and hot penis in my hand and responding to my touch. I thought we couldn't get any closer but then he moved his closest leg so it was draped over mine and half between my legs. This made it seem even more intimate and that "giddy feeling", that I get only in the intimate company of other men, began to creep up on me and I felt blissful.

While he may have been my first I later learned I wasn't his. He had "talents", and knew just what he was doing with different grips, strokes and rhythms, and it didn't take too very long before that "inevitable orgasm" feeling began to well up from within me. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to say, so I just let it happen. He must have felt that it was "cumming" and he gripped my penis a little more firmly, pointed it at my abdomen, and I shot jet after jet of semen onto my tummy and in and around my naval. This, ejaculating on myself, was also a new sensation to me since I'd always been fastidious about catching my own "mess" in Kleenex when masturbating alone. The mess didn't seem to bother him, and he swirled my dick around in the puddle of cum on my belly, getting copious amounts on his hand and gently stroking me with the slippery warm juices.

I started to feel a pang of guilt but soon, and upon realizing I still had my hand wrapped around his hard penis and a duty to fulfill, almost like a promise to keep, I began to stroke him in earnest. He was a bit bigger than me, in both length and girth, and I was fascinated with the feel of his pulse in my hand. I remember moving my hand further toward the tip, feeling the wetness of his pre-cum, and swirling it around with my thumb before again settling into a rhythm that I knew I would like. Though I thought felt him get suddenly harder, I was still surprised when he started to cum and though I managed to aim most of it at his abdomen I still got a lot of it on my hand which I used to gently stroke him as he became soft.

We sat there for a few minutes, our hands wrapped around each others softening penises, till he reached for a box of Kleenex and cleaned both of us up. He was ebullient and enthusiastic about what we'd just done and, while I was a bit more subdued, I was thrilled as well. Later, and after swimming, we did the same thing again while lying next to each other on chaise lounges on the patio. This...began a romantic and sexual relationship that lasted close to a decade, all the while remaining best friends and having girlfriends along the way.

My start was about the same. Young boys jerking off and transformed to sucking cock. We sucked each other for years until we all had girl friends.
I have had many male buddies over the years even including wife 2 into my cock play.

 

[BInowGay]

Getting a blowjob from an older guy (I can't say my age) about halfway through it he stood up and put his hard cock right in my face. I couldn't resist sucking him off, then he finished me.

 

[saintcero]

What was my first gay memory? Signing up for SilverDaddies was pretty gay. Hard to deny that other than deflecting and calling it curiosity. But being on SilverDaddies got me an invitation to receive a blowjob which made my curiosity a lot more tangible. I went to his house thinking that I would chicken out but when I got there I knocked on his door even though I was terrified.

We chatted and I relaxed some before he led me into his bedroom. We stripped and I saw a man’s erect cock for the first time. I realized that he was erect for me and I wasn’t disturbed by it. That was pretty gay.

He began to suck my cock and edged me twice before I realized I wanted to be part of the action. I flipped to a 69 and gazed on his still erect cock. A voice in my head screamed at me to stop but I couldn’t stop myself.

I took his cock in my mouth and felt it slide past my lips and settle on my tongue. The only thought in my mind was, “this feels nice.” I immediately knew I wanted to service his hard cock to completion.

I sucked His cock and his big balls and eventually heard him ask if I wanted his cum. At that point I was fully invested in being a cocksucker so I absolutely wanted his seed in my mouth. I told him I wanted it and he delivered

The smell of his jizz flooded my brain. I swallowed and swallowed to capture all of it. My brain told me that I was a fag now, a cocksucker. I licked my lips and said “you damn right I am.”

I was thrilled with myself for sucking a cock. I wanted more cock immediately.

So what was my first gay memory? Getting on SilverDaddies? Being happy to see that a guy had a hard on for me? Taking that same hard cock in my mouth and sucking his nut juice out and swallowing it? Or was it something even earlier that led me down this path, something I wouldn’t even allow my brain to accept?

 

[Uncut1969]

Like many on here and a jo buddy when young and we made each other cum ! He had a fat cock I wish I would have been a cock sucker back then ! I am sure he wouldn't have minded! And who knows how it would have turn my sex life ! Now here I am older wishing I had a friend like that again and I know I would take the chance and be a cock sucker!

 

[drobert44]

I began dating sissies, she was floppiing riding cowgirl, I just HAD to kiss it; been a cocksucker ever since.

 

[Scooter58]

I absolutely love these stories! I think I’ve already commented in this thread and don’t want to commit the sin of boring all the readers with the same old comments. I’m fascinated by these memories. Many very common experiences among boys at an early age. Initially, I think we all think that this is only happening to me and no one else. Then later on you connect with people who had very similar experiences. I never grow tired of reading all these interesting and salacious accounts!

 

[chrisatb5]

Me too, gosh, so many missed opportunities, and not just back in school. One time my friend Joe, going through a divorce, went out of his way to visit me. Showed me amazing videos of their marital sex (I guess people record themselves for real)....I marveled at the size of his cock....he pulled down his pants and underwear and asked me to measure it ---9-inches for real....I fondled it a bit....but I wish I put in my mouth...and made him remove his shirt. In my defense, we were kinda drunk!

No need for defense

 

[NCMaleMan74]

Does watching Richard Simmons with my grandmother and her freinds count?

Fine. In high school, the neighbor boy came over, looking to f*ck my sister or something.
Feeling naughty, i had him whip his dick out and play with himself. He quickly came.

Then i found out he was a little cocksucker.
What joy!

 

[yowser]

From an old story of mine:

He gave me a moment to rest, eyes still taking me in from top to bottom, then stood up next to my head. He took my hand and brought it to his penis, bobbing hard, and ran it up and down.

Ever felt one of these? he asked. Besides your own? I lied, shook my head. He laughed. I bet you have. No guy friends to wank off with? I'd be surprised, no matter how small your town was. He ran my fingers up and down his shaft.

I confessed about Lenny. He quizzed me. I managed to avoid describing the finer details of stroking Lenny, which had been far more enjoyable than I might have imagined. We would only do each other if the favor was returned, that was what we were after, the feeling of a good eruption of sperm, and willing to put hands to another cock only if our own found release itself.

If we had had a girl around we never would have touched each other. However, I had secretly enjoyed giving his penis pleasure, watching his semen come hurtling out of his cock-head.

 

[Oralinator]

My first gay experience was in the context of MFM threesome with an older couple. I was on the bottom side of a 69 with the wife while he was pounding her water-geyser cunt. She had a massive orgasm and fell forward, leaving my cock wedged in her cleavage, and his cock dripping with her nectar just millimeters above my mouth. Without any forethought or hesitation I started tonguing the knob of his cock. He started encouraging me to suck him, and steady feed his cock into my throat. I remember the wonderful texture and taste, and eagerly began to suck him as I caressed his balls. Soon he started his precum moan and I started to dump my load onto his wive’s tits. It never even occurred to me that we had just consummated a gay sex act until I finished swallowing his cum. The next day he returned the favor, and the entire dynamic of our threesome took on a new, and very exciting dimension. Any sense of homophobia evaporated that weekend, and my path to hedonism became clear.

 

[rc1989]

Something that has always stuck in my mind was when the guy started sucking my cock. He licked his lips and was so focused on sucking me. It was just an intense moment that has stayed with me.

I know I always lick my lips and especially the corners of my lips before I put the head in my mouth. I never really thought about it before my first guy I gave head to after me and my separated, but I noticed I made a very audible emm sound every time he put his head in my mouth. He said he loved that sound I made. I didn't realize I was doing it. I realized I did it every time I went down on a guy.

 

[Trimjob69]

The neighbor boy and I sucked each other's little dicks.

 

[Wanking_Frank]

I can recall my cousin and I doing stuff together that involved showing our parts but I don't think we ever actually touched the other's.

I remember admiring one of the jocks' monster cock in the shower and being very jealous

There are others of which I should probably not disclose details

Later on in my early 20s in the very early days of online dating I remember seeing a profile of a gay man for the first time, and it was rather explicit. I resisted the urge to respond to it. But I'm sure around that time I was shoving objects in my ass for the first time and realizing very quickly that I enjoyed it.

 

[erogenous4u]

My first time sucking was in the bedroom of an apartment of the parents of one of my classmates. Three or so boys 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.

At boarding school, 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!"

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 then lay down on the bed and pulled down his pants. He started to masturbate. 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.

 

[Uncut1969]

My first gay experience was in the context of MFM threesome with an older couple. I was on the bottom side of a 69 with the wife while he was pounding her water-geyser cunt. She had a massive orgasm and fell forward, leaving my cock wedged in her cleavage, and his cock dripping with her nectar just millimeters above my mouth. Without any forethought or hesitation I started tonguing the knob of his cock. He started encouraging me to suck him, and steady feed his cock into my throat. I remember the wonderful texture and taste, and eagerly began to suck him as I caressed his balls. Soon he started his precum moan and I started to dump my load onto his wive’s tits. It never even occurred to me that we had just consummated a gay sex act until I finished swallowing his cum. The next day he returned the favor, and the entire dynamic of our threesome took on a new, and very exciting dimension. Any sense of homophobia evaporated that weekend, and my path to hedonism became clear.

Wow what a great story and lucky to have found an older couple that like to share !

 

[SCRob95060]

First time with a guy without my girlfriend present was at our apartment, I thought I was alone. Stepping out of the shower I dried off and put a towel over my head and walked into the living room.

I was going to get a beer, our gay friend was there, reading. I had a hard on and he simply took it in his mouth quickly and fondled my balls.

I pulled the towel off my head thinking it was my girlfriend. It was not.

 

[Scooter58]

My first time sucking was in the bedroom of an apartment of the parents of one of my classmates. Three or so boys 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.

At boarding school, 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!"

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 then lay down on the bed and pulled down his pants. He started to masturbate. 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.

Beautifully written story. I got hard reading it. Real life accounts are amazing and so arousing. The awkwardness of trying to figure out who/what the other guy wants, are you both on the same page, the fear of getting caught, the urge and urgency…. I always love accounts where two people are conversing almost non-chalant, and it turns out very quickly into two hungry boys eager to suck and fondle each other.

 

[TryGuy35]

My first gay experience was in the context of MFM threesome with an older couple. I was on the bottom side of a 69 with the wife while he was pounding her water-geyser cunt. She had a massive orgasm and fell forward, leaving my cock wedged in her cleavage, and his cock dripping with her nectar just millimeters above my mouth. Without any forethought or hesitation I started tonguing the knob of his cock. He started encouraging me to suck him, and steady feed his cock into my throat. I remember the wonderful texture and taste, and eagerly began to suck him as I caressed his balls. Soon he started his precum moan and I started to dump my load onto his wive’s tits. It never even occurred to me that we had just consummated a gay sex act until I finished swallowing his cum. The next day he returned the favor, and the entire dynamic of our threesome took on a new, and very exciting dimension. Any sense of homophobia evaporated that weekend, and my path to hedonism became clear.

Amazing….this sounds so hot! Where is the couple now? And can I move next door to them lol

 

[Uncut1969]

First time with a guy without my girlfriend present was at our apartment, I thought I was alone. Stepping out of the shower I dried off and put a towel over my head and walked into the living room.

I was going to get a beer, our gay friend was there, reading. I had a hard on and he simply took it in his mouth quickly and fondled my balls.

I pulled the towel off my head thinking it was my girlfriend. It was not.

Did it turn into a regular thing?