My First Time with a Man [MM]

I’ve always found myself in a bizarre situation with my sexuality. I absolutely love the female form… except vaginas. Don’t know why, but they do absolutely nothing for me. I grew up a nerdy kid, not popular but had my own friends. I had NO idea how to interact with girls though. I spent a lot of time on the internet, like any self-respecting nerd in the late 2000s. One night, I came across the website that would define my sex life the next seven-eight years: Craiglist. It caught my attention immediately. All these people, wanting sex, putting themselves out there. I found it intoxicating to peer into the inner desires of these strangers on the internet. I knew pretty quickly that all of the women on there were either fake or prostitutes, so I ventured over to M4M. It seemed so simple: post a quick message, get laid. I decided after a few weeks of reading endless posts, I decided to make my own. I had just turned 18 so I was feeling adventurous.

I knew what I wanted. I was young and a virgin, so obviously I had a submissive streak. I didn’t see an appeal in a man giving me pleasure, since I wasn’t attracted to men. I posted “18yo Virgin Looking For Experienced Top” at around 9pm as a practice, with no intention of meeting anyone. I even went a little crazy and posted a butt pic of mine. I never felt attractive, but I knew I had a nice ass. I went back to playing video games, hoping to come back to one or two emails. I couldn’t be patient, so I checked back in 30 minutes. I was shocked to find I had received twenty offers from strange men who wanted my ass. Most of those offers were complete with pictures of dicks. I felt so flattered. All of these men wanted me?

One message stood out. “I love your ass. I’m on my way home. I love virgins, showing them what a real man tastes like. You’re going to suck my cock in my car. I’ll be in your area in 10 minutes.” With a very, very nice picture attached. I didn’t think I was all that into that kind of thing, but that picture single-handedly made me need cock. I looked again. The message was sent 6 minutes ago. If he was telling the truth, my virgin-slayer was near me. My stomach was doing flips. There’s no way I could actually meet him, right? It’s dangerous, unsafe, this was just a fantasy, I’m not gay, I’m straight. But every thought was banished when I looked at that cock. I needed it. With shaking hands, I responded “I’ll be on X Street near Y Building in 5 minutes.” I didn’t have time to even think about backing out. Message received, “I’ll be there in 3 minutes”. With one last look at the picture that damned me, I started walking.

I had no idea what to do. He didn’t ask what I looked like, I didn’t ask what kind of car he was driving. But it was 10pm so the street was pretty dead. Every car that drove past as I was walking down the street made me want to run. The fourth car passes, then slows down, then stops. My heart stops. The window rolls down, “Get in, cocksucker.” I didn’t let myself think, I just got in. There were a few seconds of silence that felt like hours. I barely managed to ask, “so, how did you know it was me?” He replied, “I told you, I love virgins. You looked like a deer in the headlights. You’re even more scared in this car. I like that.” Another awkward silence. “Well, I came here for a reason. Get to work, bitch.” I was confused. He was still driving. I didn’t know what to do. He leaned back, glanced over at me, grabbed the back of my head and firmly “suggested” where he wanted me. My cheek rubbed against his crotch. I held my breath and fumbled with his zipper, pulling it down along with underwear in one quick motion. And there it was. My first cock. It wasn’t fully hard, maybe halfway there, but it was significantly larger than my own already. I wanted to please it. I took it into my mouth, almost melting when I heard the low moan emanating from this dominant man. I knew right then and there it was right, I was supposed to suck men’s cocks. He drove around, down the streets I grew up on. I remember thinking that these streets would forever remind me of this moment. I explored with my mouth as he grew fully hard. He was easily 7.5″ and perfectly thick. And he tasted amazing. The entire time, “You’re such a cocksucking slut. You were meant for this. Your mouth belongs to my cock. You’ll never be straight again.” and the like, constantly encouraging me to worship his cock more. I lost track of time, but it felt like less than a minute before he was emptying his balls down my throat. “And you swallowed my load your first time? I knew this was going to be good. Now get out.” And I got out, probably a mile from my parent’s house. I had time to think on the walk. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. And how much I loved it. When I got home, I did the math. I spent approximately 6 minutes on his cock. Not bad for my first time.

I know there was a lot of build up for not a lot of sex, but I think the context is sexier than the act. It’s why I remember it so well. If there is interest, I’ll post more stories. I’ve had a lot of adventures.

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