When I was 18, just out of school, I was on a trip through Austria with a friend (f). We stayed one night in a youth hostel and hung out with this older wirey blond guy from Italy, about 21. We had supper together and went for a walk in the woods with all the fireflies around us. When it came time to turn in he and I went to the dorm and he took the bottom bunk and I took the top. I noticed he stripped down to just his boxers and I kept my shirt on.
After about an hour or so, I felt him shift underneath me and step onto the floor. The bunks were quite low and from a standing position he was able to reach over my body and stroke my legs, then stopped. I shifted slightly but didn’t stop him so he did it again. I took his hand, and then the climbed up the stairs on top of me as I shifted onto my back.
I’d never been with a guy before in any way at all, although I had kind of fantasised about it, and the freedom of being just out of school made me want to give anything a go. I’d felt a kind of attraction to him earlier when he had touched my hand as I was holding a firefly, and when I felt his hand on my thigh, I felt that this was a good chance to see what happened, given this was someone we’d probably never see again. He was now leaning over me, obviously naked, his cock on my bare leg, and took my shirt off. He kissed his way up my bare chest and began to kiss me properly. This was a bit strange for me – stubble on my lips was something I just wasn’t used to – so I said “I can’t” and he kissed his way back down my chest to my boxers.
Taking my boxers by the waistband, he pulled them down, and my cock sprang free. It wasn’t completely hard but he gave it a few pumps, spitting on his hand. I lay there, enjoying the sensation, but feeling a bit weird at the oddness of being jerked off by a man – it felt wrong but my cock was obviously enjoying the attention so I was happy to lie back and enjoy. I felt him take his cock and rub it against mine, sometimes wrapping it around it, sometimes holding both next to each other so he could jerk them off together. He was fondling my balls and moving our cocks closely together. It was strange to feel another man’s cock against mine, but it was exciting, with a kind of fear and thrill at what felt so illicit. Then he moved his head further down my body and engulfed me in his mouth.
I’d not had anyone suck me before, and was unprepared for the sudden rush of blood to my cock as his tongue swirled around, licking up and down the shaft before trying to take as much of it in his mouth as possible. My cock became a centre of pleasure. His hand was on his own cock and I could feel him jerking off, which felt sexier to feel him pleasure himself at the same time. He was really enjoying himself, sucking me off in different ways – tightly, loosely and tasting my cock all over by running his tongue up and down its length. I just lay there as he gave me this incredible blowjob, feeling unable to reciprocate in any way as he tried every trick on me, taking my balls in his mouth, and exploring them with his tongue, while using his hands to jerk me off harder. The only thing wrong was that he kept changing his technique every few minutes which meant he never I never got too close to cumming, but every time he started something new, there was a new rush of pleasure.
Suddenly he stopped and went back to jerking my now well-lubricated cock with his own. This time there was more urgency and purpose to his movements, and he was holding both cocks together while rubbing them hard, setting up a new rhythm. Our cocks were pressed together, wet with his mouth, as he jerked them both off with expertly fluid hand movements. After the amazing job he’d done with his mouth, it wasn’t long before I felt my orgasm begin to grow, and my cock hardened before I sprayed my cum all over my bare stomach and chest, my cock throbbing against his in his hand. I’m not sure if he came at the same time – I was too busy trying to resist making a sound. Rope after rope of cum came gushing out, soaking my chest and covering his hand and his cock. After the final throb, there was a brief pause where he licked his hand clean, he then went to work, licking off and swallowing every piece of cum on me, making sure that not a trace remained. Then, after I was completely clean, he leant over, kissed me on the cheek, and disappeared back down the ladder to his own bed underneath.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j4fhwl/mm_my_first_blowjob_was_from_another_man
I consider myself mostly straight but damn that was hot.