[MM] My (M32) 2nd Gay experience (M25)

This was a few weeks after my first encounter with Eli from my last post. I was getting bolder and more comfortable with him, mostly using the messaging app with a ghost to send each other nudes and videos of each other jerking off and shooting cum. I enjoyed it a lot but craved to have another physical encounter. I wanted to see how far I was willing to go.

After 3 or 4 beers, I sent him a text asking what he was up to, which as we all know is a booty call in disguise. He said he was at a party but if I wanted company he could meet me somewhere. I asked if he wanted to cut out the tiptoeing and just meet at my place. He agreed.

While I was waiting, my cock grew harder and harder. The anticipation was almost too much and I started to masturbate to try and alleviate my nerves. I stripped down to nothing, and pulled on my cock until I was dripping precum and positively turned on.

[GAY] My (M32) first gay experience (m25)

I am no stranger to kinky sex – sex with strangers, in public, or crossing new boundaries; this story is all three.

A few years back I was dating this girl (name not important) and while she was alright, she was a massive cheater who regularly went out to find some new dick instead of keeping it at home. After the 2nd time, I got tired of her shit and dumped her. Her roommate, Eli, was a twinky fun-loving gay man that had lived with her for the majority of the time we were together.

During parties at her place he would always quiz me why I’d never tried to swing the other way, and I admitted on a couple of occasions that I’d kissed a guy here and there but never dove in head-first. He would flirt playfully, but kept our boundaries intact since he was respectful like that. He was shorter than me, maybe 5′ 7″ and very thin. He always wore light makeup and more feminine clothing. He kept his short crop of black hair very clean and always had a great smile. I, on the other hand was a little more of a man’s man. I am 6′ 1″ and fairly fit, but not buff. I typically wore the same blue jeans and style of flannel shirt everyday, but he said he liked the idea of “being able to turn a straight gay” so it didn’t bother me that we were too different.