I knew from my teens I was attracted to guys. It was confusing to me because I had been with plenty of girls and loved every second of it. I never acted on that attraction until my early 20’s. I didn’t have the nerve to ask or talk about it with friends that were bi or gay. I had a friend, Mike, who was bi, but mostly was with guys. One night, with a group of friends we were talking about music and concerts we’ve been to and I mentioned I was going to see a local band that was pretty good the next night. He asked if I minded if he went along. I said yeah, let’s go. So the next night we met up at the venue, had a great night, good music, a few cocktails. Neither one of us felt
like it would be a good idea to drive so we called a cab. His place was only a couple miles away and he suggested I just crash at his apartment and we’ll get our cars in the morning. It didn’t really cross my mind at the time about the two of us getting together, well not totally. He was an attractive guy, easy going and fun to hang out with. So at his place, we were just hanging out, talking with a movie going in the background. We started talking about past relationships, good ones, bad ones, fun ones. He had stories about guys, mine were of just past girlfriends or short flings. I was interested in his guy relationships of course. And kind of steered it that way. Now, a few more drinks in at this point and feeling a bit brave to start discussing my hidden side. So, I just came out and said it. “I’m attracted to men”. His eyebrows raised…”really?” I said yeah, for years but never acted on it or told anyone. He says with that “did you just come out to me?” His voice cracked a bit. No going back at this point I thought. I asked about his first time and listened intently. We were on his couch, now kinda facing each other. I figured screw it and moved a little closer and put my hand on the cushion near his knee. He noticed, but looked a little reluctant. He told me later, he didn’t want me to feel rushed or taken advantage of. But at this point I was all in. With one finger I touched his leg, I felt it instantly, I wanted him to be my first. Now, I was never an aggressively forward person, but like I said, all in. I told him that right then. He asked what I wanted to try, I just asked “can I rub you through your jeans?” He moves his hips forward a bit and dropped his right knee, his bulge was quite noticeable. I reached forward and with the tips of my fingers caressed his tight jeans. He gave a smile and said “what do you think?” I then moved closer and cupped his crotch, he pushed back a bit. I felt his bulge get bigger. “Want it out?” I returned with an enthusiastic yes. He undid his button and unzipped. His blue boxer briefs clearly bulging out. He adjusted, pulling the briefs down revealing his growing cock. I was impressed with size. A bit bigger than me and very nice looking. I lightly touched his head and shaft. His cock throbbed at the gentle touch. I started to lightly stroke from head to base as he watched and smiled. After a minute he lifted his hips and dropped is jeans and underwear to the floor. He spread his legs open, his cock and balls out in full view. My cock was swelling and I had to unzip to relieve the pressure. I moved in close and gripped his cock. He gave a slight moan. I stroked him harder as my cock started to throb. He said “get those jeans off”. I stood up and complied as we both stripped our shirts off as well. I moved in and dropped to my knees, my face to his chest and hand on his sides. I kissed his chest feeling his hard cock against me. His hands at the back of my head I slowly moved down. The head of his cock at my lips I took my first ever taste of another guy. He took a deep breathe as I kissed and tongued the head. I went further down taking him deeper and gripping the base. I was finally feeling what I imagined all those years. I got lost in the moment as I sucked fast and harder, he moaned and caressed the back of my head. I could tell he was getting close as his hips thrusted with my rhythm. He gripped me hard as I felt the pulsating of his cum in my mouth. He moaned loudly as he gushed. I had to swallow as it shot to my throat. I stopped and backed up to the floor, leaning on my hands. Watching him relax and smile. He said “was that really your first time?” I just smiled still enjoying the taste of his sweet cum. He patted the couch cushion and said “your turn”…