My First Experiment

Other than a little bit of fooling around as a kid, I never really had a true experience with another guy. Never really thought much about it in HS and college. Then, shortly after being married for a few years, I began to get a little curious about what it would be like to hang out and explore with a man. I think that maybe the urge had always been there, but because of social and peer pressures to be straight all the time, I never ever even considered it.

At age 26, my interest became piqued and I started searching for online sites that might give me some ideas about where to explore my bi-curious side. I cannot even remember the website I found, but I started an online conversation with a random guy who was a little older than me at the time. We talked about jerking off together and the whole time, my cock was rock hard. Part of the thrill of the whole thing was that during the conversation I was having online in the other room, my wife was in the living room watching TV.

As the conversation went from stuff we did as kids with certain friends to stuff that he liked to do with other guys, I was getting increasingly aroused and titillated. I asked him where he would do something like that and he said that I could come over if I wanted.

I became so horny and said I could leave in about 10 minutes. I told my wife that I was going to go and check out some books at Barnes and Noble and got ready to leave. My thick cock was bulging and I worried that I might not make it over there in time because the urge to cum was so palpable and intense in my boxers. The night was rainy and I remember getting out of the car. Every raindrop that hit my skin sent shivering sensations all the way down into my stirring need to be touched. My cock was literally aching from the wonder and excitement about what was about to transpire.

I also felt an acute sense of fear. What if this person was dangerous? What if this person was gross and not at all sexy? I mean, I guess that I was no catch. No chest hair to speak of, a little on the chubbier side myself. I also have always been self-conscious about the size of my cock. It is average in length at six and a half inches, however, it is incredibly thick and has immense girth.

I rang the buzzer at the apartment door and a muffled voice told me to come in. At this point, my heart was racing and I was visibly shaking a little. I walked down the hallway of this apartment that seemed fairly nice and that calmed me a bit. I knocked on the door and after a second, it opened. Standing there was a guy, with a little bit of a receding hairline and a similar stocky build to me. He wore a maroon t-shirt and navy blue soft cotton boxer shorts. I knew that in addition to our body types, he was also rock hard and that meant we at least had a couple things in common.

We stood there in his softly lit living room for a bit and I began to remove my shorts. He slowly walked over to me and slid his hands under my shirt and slowly made his way up to my nipples. His hands were rough and strong, yet his touch was gentle. He squeezed my nipples slightly and I let out a stuttered sigh.

I brushed my hand over the front of his boxers letting the tip of his throbbing cock graze the back of my hand. He looked deep into my eyes and said, “Let’s go into the bedroom.” I followed warily and he sat down on the bed. He asked me if he could suck my cock and I said shakily, “Sure.” I approached him and he slid my boxers down gently and got down on his knees. The tip of my cock glistened with a bead of precum which he didn’t seem to mind. He first stuck out his tongue and met the slit of my penis with it. As he extended his tongue down the underside of my shaft, his mouth opened and proceeded to gently take in the head of my member.

This felt so incredibly good. It was like he had an instruction manual to my cock and knew exactly how much pressure to put on which spot. After a few moments of bringing my shaft in and out of his mouth, his head came away from my dick and only a string of spit connected us. He then began to push my stiff and throbbing did against the bottom of my stomach and gently started licking my balls. This brought me to a higher level of arousal and made me want to do the exact same thing to him.

I timidly asked him if I could try putting his dick in my mouth and he said, “Go for it.” He regained his spot on the edge of the bed and I got down on my knees. I attempted to mimic what he did to my cock with his mouth. The front of his boxers were wet with a dime-sized drip of precum and that turned me on. I removed his boxers and saw the precum oozing out of his cock. The cloudy almost silver teardrop leaked slowly from his cock. His cock was not as thick as mine but almost identical in length. I stuck my tongue out nervously to taste his sexy sap. Smooth to the touch and salty to the taste, I rolled it around in my mouth for a second. I liked this taste. I began to slowly move him into my mouth as far as he would go. His smooth mushroom head grazed the back of my throat and I almost gagged. Although, unlike when a doctor puts a tongue depressor too far into your mouth, I did not recoil, rather, I kept going and attempted to try to get him farther into me. I could feel his body shuddering and hear his moans of pleasure so I knew I was doing it right. He put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Slow down, I don’t want to cum yet.”

I came up for air and we laid down on his bed. He asked me if I liked nipple play and I said I had never done it before. I began to flutter his tongue on my right nipple. This sent a shock wave of sensitivity pulsating through my whole body. He began to suck on my nipple area and before long he was sucking at my breasts. All of these new sensations were bringing me closer and closer to place I wanted to go. I told him, “God, I want to cum so bad.” With me laying down and him propping himself up by the elbow, he spit in his hand and began slathering my whole cock with spit. A huge tension was building inside me and my breathing became deep and hard. I knew that any minute now I would shoot my fountain of hot cum all over the place. I said with a shortness of breath, “I think I am going to cum soon.” To which he replied, “Go ahead and shoot.” No sooner were the words out of his mouth than a seizing thrust of his hand triggered my orgasm. A watery burst of salty jizz shot up into the air about 2 feet, followed by consecutive convulsions of white liquid. The intensity of this ejaculation felt better than anything I could previously remember. I had never cum this hard before. My upper things and stomach were covered in my cum and as he lifted his hand away from my cock, a thick web of it hung off his hand. He grabbed a towel and wiped his hand and then said, “My turn.” He got up on his knees and knelt perpendicular to my cock. He must have been just as close as I was because before I knew it, he was showering my cock and pubes with his cum. His thick ropes of cum latticed my unshaven area in random spurts. His torso shook rhythmically with each squirt of semen.

We gathered ourselves and we cleaned up. I put my clothes back on and he put on his boxers and walked me to the door. I awkwardly put on my shoes and said, “Thanks” to which he replied, “Anytime.” I walked out and the door closed behind me. I never saw him again because the website no longer existed shortly after that. However, the memories of that night roughly 12 years ago remain seared in my mind as clear as if they happened yesterday. This was the first adult exploration that I would have but certainly not the last.

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