*Name changed again to protect identity
“Loved everything about tonight. Hope to see you again soon,” the text message read on my phone not even a block away. I immediately saved *Ben’s number in my phone.
My first time with another man went better than I ever could have imagined. My head was still swimming with lust, passion, and every gay thought I’d ever had up until this point. I couldn’t believe I was walking away from Ben’s apartment having just sucked his dick…I could still taste and feel his hot cum lining my mouth and throat as I boarded the train to get back uptown to my friend’s apartment where I was staying. It wasn’t too late in the evening, so there were still a good number of people on the subway. I thought it was pretty devilish how I knew what events transpired not even 10 minutes ago while everyone else stood with blank stares out the windows, just commuting back home as they usually do on a Friday night.
When can I see him again? I opened my phone’s calendar to see when I’d be free. Tomorrow night? No. The day after? Booked. What I really wanted was to just turn back around and let Ben fuck my brains out until I could barely stand…but then, there were his dreaded roommates. He, too, was just crashing at a friend’s apartment for the time being.
Unfortunately, my next opportunity to be with Ben wouldn’t be for another month. I would be moving into the city then and at long last, I’d be free to do whatever I pleased, with whomever I pleased. After my family helped me move in that June and the dust had finally settled, it was time. I texted Ben saying I was moved in, and outside of my work schedule, I’d be free to meet up with him again if he’d like.
“Would you be able to come to Connecticut? I live just over the state line and it should be a fairly quick trip.”
My “date” was booked. Not just another, run-of-the-mill meeting with another human, but one that I’ll never forget. As I sat on the train watching the city go by and move closer and closer to the state line, I knew I was about to lose my gay-ginity (gay virginity? Gay-ginity?) At any rate, my body warmed at the thought of Ben’s dick coming in contact with me again.
I finally got to my destination, and Ben greeted me outside. He brought me up to his apartment and offered me some water. I graciously said yes…better to wet my lips now, I thought.
I sat down on the couch next to him, exchanged some small talk about work and the commute out here. And then our lips met. It was just as surprising and exciting as the first time. Once again, my hands found their way around him, grabbing his back and slowly letting them wander their way down across his muscular arms, to his stomach, and inching towards his belt. He kissed and nibbled on my neck, causing me to gasp and moan. He could tell I liked it, so he bit harder as I started to undo his belt buckle. Before I could, he lifted my shirt and nibbled down from my neck to my chest. His hands were faster than mine, and before I knew it, I was stripped down to just my underwear. This is becoming a common occurrence…I guess I loved feeling vulnerable in front of a man who I knew had a prize lying in wait for me just below some fabric…
He pawed and grabbed at my dick on the outside of my underwear before reaching inside and grabbing it fully erect in his hand. I had to return the favor. I finally managed to get his pants and underwear off. Mine slid off somewhere in the process as well. Once again, we stood facing each other, our cocks playfully reaching out to one another as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I grabbed his smooth, veiny, uncut cock in my hand as he rubbed and stroked mine. I couldn’t wait to taste him again. In fact, I won’t.
I pushed him over to the couch and sat him down, legs spread wide to allow me full access to his hard cock. I kneeled before him and took his proud member in my hand. I looked up at him as I stroked his dick slowly, teasing him with my mouth close to the tip, but not taking him in yet. I could see a bit of anguish in his eyes; he wanted it as much as I wanted to give it to him. Suddenly, my lips found their way around his head, and I could instantly taste the precum on my tongue. Apparently, I’ve been doing a good job teasing him. As my mouth moved down his cock slowly, I let my tongue swirl and explore every inch of his shaft. He tasted just as I remember, and I was eager to make him cum again. Maybe too eager…
My head bobbed rhythmically at times, allowing Ben’s hips to thrust upwards in an attempt to fully bury his cock in my throat. My hand kept him at bay to a certain extent, as I stroked the head each time he thrust before allowing him to enter my mouth. My pace increased faster and faster, my eager mouth having just one goal in mind. Ben’s moans grew louder, his dick throbbing each time it exited and re-entered my mouth. Suddenly he pulled away. I looked up at him quizzically.
“You’re gonna make me cum! I don’t want to cum yet. Not until I’ve fucked you.”
My eyes lit up with excitement. The moment I’d been waiting for.
“But first, I need a 2 minute break,” Ben chuckled. “You’re too good with your mouth.”
I don’t know if that was true or not, but he clearly was on the brink of exploding, so I allowed him his time out.
He then led me into his bedroom. As he looked for a condom, he asked me to lie down on my back on his bed. I happily obliged.
“Scoot closer to the corner of the bed.” I did as I was told. “Good. Now lift your legs up and spread them wide for me.” Again, I happily did as he requested and smiled with anticipation.
He moved himself closer to me. His right arm wrapped around my thigh as he used his free hand to guide his cock to my awaiting hole. He squirted some lube on his cock, then slowly pushed against my ass. I gasped quietly. His head pushed harder against my asshole until I could feel myself enveloping him. Inch-by-inch, I could feel his dick push further inside me until he bottomed out, his balls resting softly against my cheeks. He looked in my eyes to make sure I was comfortable. Yes. Yes I was more than comfortable. I was finally fulfilled, pun extremely intended.
After he was sure I was ready, he started to thrust slowly in and out, the sound of his wet cock pushing deep inside me filling the room. I moaned and let my hand rub the head of my cock. Now I could feel my own precum leaking out of me. He started to thrust harder, deeper, and more intently with each thrust in. My entire pelvic area was on fire with lust and waves of pleasure washed over my body. His legs started to shake a little as I could tell he was close to cumming. I wanted to feel his cock throbbing inside me. I knew I would be rewarded soon.
Suddenly, my wish was granted. His legs shook even more, and with an almost primordial moan, Ben’s cock erupted deep inside my ass, the shaft and head pulsing as what felt like a massive load filled the condom. Oh, how I wish that barrier was gone. I couldn’t help but think of what his hot cum would feel like inside me. But, I digress…
To my surprise, he left his cock inside me as he asked me to spread my legs wide again. He then took my dick in his hand and started stroking it slowly up and down. My head flew back in pleasure as his hand stroked faster. I let my inhibitions go as I thought of everything leading up to this moment, and everything in this moment. His still lightly pulsing cock inside me. His hand stroking my dick intently to provide me a release after all the events that had transpired…
I moaned quietly, my hand squeezing my breast as I could feel myself getting close. I pinched and played with my nipple, squeezing harder and harder until I felt my ass clamp down on Ben’s cock and cum shooting up to my chest and all over my stomach. Ecstasy filled my brain, my cock reaching up towards the sky, trying to escape itself as it started to come down and throb against my body.
Ben smiled and stroked my cock one last time before finally pulling his own cock out of me. As he went to go wash up, I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, smiling and rubbing my legs together with pleasure. He returned with tissues for me as well to clean up, and soon we both lied there together, content with our work for the day.
After finding my clothes scattered through his apartment and piecing myself together, we shared some more kissing by his door. I could feel his cock getting hard through his jeans, and I almost wanted to strip him bare again…no, best to leave it for another time.
“Maybe next time you can come to my apartment,” I said.
“Deal,” Ben replied.
I now had plans for the rest of the summer.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a2v33l/my_first_time_part_2_mm