First time.
At age 35, I was newly divorced almost 4 months, had always known that I liked both sexes but had suppressed the desire to engage in any same sex activities. I was on a weekend getaway with some long time friends in Cape Cod. Knowing that the Cape was in close proximity to Provincetown, I decided one night to explore the area. I drove to a well known gay bar/hangout and sat in the parking lot, observing the comings and goings of the patrons trying to work up the nerve to go inside myself. I waited until it got dark and the bar was pretty well packed. I decided that I'd go in, linger, maybe order a beer and just watch the men interact. It was pretty dissappointing at first. I wasn't sure what to expect, maybe more overt flirting, physical contact, promiscuity...but by and large it was pretty much the same, at first glance as most other taverns, except that the clientele was exclusively male. I walked up to the bar, ordered a beer from the handsome, blond bartender and stood looking outward at the crowd. An older guy in jeans and red tank approached and stood next to me facing the bar. We made eye contact, knodded to each other and said hello. He said his name was Tom and made a comment about how crowded it was and hard to carry on a conversation. He asked if I wanted to go outside to talk. I was reluctant but he was good looking in a rugged sort of way, seemingly pleasant and offered to buy my second beer, so I agreed. As we wove our way through the herd to exit, I could feel him on my heels, pressing his body into my back, guiding me toward the door. We got outside and leaned against the building, nursing our beers and making small talk about the hot weather, what we did for a living, where we were from and my recent divorce. Tom was a trucker, on a long haul from Ohio and just in PTown for the night. I made some comment that it must get uncomfortable driving for days at a time in the cramped compartment of a 18 wheeler. He immediately disagreed and said he loved owning his rig, setting his own schedule and the freedom he felt when on the road. He asked if I'd ever seen the inside of a truck cab to which I replied, "no, I hadn't". "Would you like to?", he inquired. "Sure", I said. By this time I was enjoying our conversation and feeling quite at ease in Tom's company. He opened the cab door and stepped up into it. When he did, I could see the parking lot lights illuminate the muscles of his back. He clearly worked out. His waist was trim and his snug jeans hugged his taut thighs and butt. He offered me a hand up but I grabbed the door side bar instead and pulled myself in. He turned on the overhead light and gave me a cursury rundown of the dash and controls. He opened a curtain behind the seat and showed me his sleeper compartment. It was roomier than I'd imagined. When it became obvious that the short "tour" was winding down, out of the blue, he asked me if he could kiss me. I was both surprised and reluctant. After all, I'd never even kissed a guy casually let alone romantically. And yet, who would know? Just us two...alone in a dimly lit truck cab. So we stared at one another for a few seconds, silent and let time make the decision. He leaned in and put his lips on mine. I didn't retreat or advance, wanting to experience this new sensation of a man's mouth against mine. He tilted his head and I did likewise. I could feel his tongue probing to part my lips and I acquiesced. He pushed his tongue deeper into my mouth and rolled it, flicking and wresting with mine. He clutched my body and pulled me into his. Our muscles tightened and relaxed in unison, hands wandering, groping backs and eventually crotches. He worked his hand into the waistband of my dockers and pulled my polo shirt out, over my head and off in one motion, He quickly followed suit with his own tank. Shirtless we kissed, hairy chests tight together, his fingers undoing my belt and unzipping my fly. He reached inside my briefs and fondled my throbbing dick. I imitated his every move. Fairly soon, my pants were down to my ankles and he was sucking my cock, licking my nuts and giving me the best head I'd ever had. I totally abandoned whatever resistance and hesitancy I'd indulged in heretofore and surrendered to this man, my "gay virgin" load. I could feel it rise and travel through my cock and into Tom's warm mouth. I knew he would take it, savor it and swallow it. And he did. He tongued and sucked my softening dick until it was clean and flaccid again. As much as I wanted to reciprocate, I explained that I just wasn't ready or able to that night. He didn't act entitled, frustrated or even disappointed. In fact, he said he understood what it was like to be uncertain and curious and he hoped he'd helped me be less so. We parted with a hug and a handshake and he left me with the answers to two knawing questions. What did I need to be a sexually satisfied man and who could provide it.
Great memories, thank you for sharing them.
My first was at a beach having been encouraged by a girlfriend. I was sure but went open minded for an experience. The universe answered.
While watching and excited but 3 guys together a guy approached on my blindside and touched my cock. Surprised I didnt move. Encouraged he bent and took me in his mouth. OMG Im getting a blow job from another man is all I could think, and I liked it.
I saw his throbbing cock and reached for it. Touching another man for the first time I knew I couldnt go back.
I sucked my first cock that day, but it was some time before I finally went to bed with another man and allowed him to use my mouth fully.
Great memories, thank you for sharing them.
My first was at a beach having been encouraged by a girlfriend. I was sure but went open minded for an experience. The universe answered.
While watching and excited but 3 guys together a guy approached on my blindside and touched my cock. Surprised I didnt move. Encouraged he bent and took me in his mouth. OMG Im getting a blow job from another man is all I could think, and I liked it.
I saw his throbbing cock and reached for it. Touching another man for the first time I knew I couldnt go back.
I sucked my first cock that day, but it was some time before I finally went to bed with another man and allowed him to use my mouth fully.
My first time was when I was in Jr. High School. My stepmom loved reading porn novels and my dad had a great collection of Playboys from the 60's & 70's. My step brother & I found where Mom hid her porn novels and we would race home after school to read them. We'd read them for hours until the folks got home.
Well, it take long for us to start experiementing with each other. We ended up sucking each other, but we hadn't reached the point where we'd started cumming yet. Sadly, Mom & Dad divorced when we were in the8th grade and Mom and brother moved out. Mom threw her porn collection away, but I found them in the trash can as I was taking the kitchen trash out one morning. I kept my favorite book, The Joy of Teenage Sex. It had some X-Rated pictures that were far more explicit than the Playboys of the time. This book actually showed sex with hard cocks and penitration. It even had a chapter on BI Sex, which I found really turned me on.
I had a school friend over after school and showed him the book. We started fooling around and he had me lie on back on edge of my bed. He started jacking me off and then also started giving me head. He was excellent at it! Soon I started feeling really strange as my first orgasim was building up. He kept sucking me harder and harder, and then pulled his mouth off to catch his breath, but kept jacking me off with hand faster and faster. Then it happened - I started cumming really hard. Since it was my first time I didn't really know what was happening, but because I read those porn novels so much I did have a clue. But man, what a feeling!!! I thought I was going to pass out with pleasure.
It took my friend by surprise, and I remember him saying, "Oh B--!" I looked down to see my first cum all over his hand. Since it was my first cum and virginity was taken, there was a little blood mixed in with cum. My cock head was so sensitive!! It felt good and almost ticklish and painful at the same time. My friend quickly went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and wiped my cock with a tissue and quickly pulled up my pants and zipped up. I was embarassed and he was too. He quickly for to go back home. Shortly after that Dad and I moved away to another town and was pretty straight until my adult years. It was about 15 years ago that I started acting on my bi curiousities, and within 4 years became fully comfortable being bi.
With encouragement from my gf I had experimented with a few cocks but hadnt felt ready for more.
Then while away for a few days a guy a had been chatting with online mentioned he was close.
I nervously invited him to my hotel room.
I greeted him at the door naked and after some small talk on the balcony he stripped too.
We are similar a build, both smooth while my cock is longer his was a little thicker.
We lay in the bed and my nervousness soon left as he got me hard. Admiring his beautiful now hard cock I shuffled into a 69 position I knew today would be the first time I would have a man cum in my mouth.
Working each other and enjoying out naked bodies together i soon wanted to cum. He stopped sucking and I watched as he stroked me until I shot my load over him.
Turning my attention back i sucked his cock until I felt that twitch and suddenly I was swallowing my first load..
Licking up what Id missed and cleaning that cock with my tongue I felt erotic and jubilant I have finally crossed over.
We showered together and I ordered room service beer. The service guy came and I held a towel around me to let him in. My friend remained naked on the balcony and as the service guy placed the tray on the table I threw my towel on the bed and tipped him as he left.
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