Where it happened: Oregon Coast on the Beach
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
It was a great experience for me – I think less so for him. Kreg and I had known each other for a while, having acted together in a couple of college productions. He was a few years older than me. During the spring we were both in a small traveling acting troupe that toured throughout the northwest. I don’t remember what we were doing or where we were performing at the time, but I remember we were staying at a small hotel close to the beach. It was pretty late one night when we got back from a show and we had been talking about wanting to get a beer. He must have been 21 because he was able to get us a cheep six-pack somewhere. The rest of our group went off to their rooms and Kreg and I wandered down to the beech with our six-pack, talking and getting to know each other better. He had been flirting with one of the girls in the group and it looked like he was doing pretty good. We started talking about girls and sex and whatever. The beach was really dark, it was cloudy, and the waves were crashing in on the beach. Typical Oregon weather. It was kind of cold, but we just kept walking, drinking and talking. He asked me if I’d ever had sex with a girl before, and I said that I hadn’t. “Not even a blow job?!” he asked. Nope. He told me how great it felt and that I should really have a blow job. We walked some more and after a while he said something like, if he were a little bit drunker he’d suck my dick just to show me what it was like. The wind started to pick up and we moved off the beach into the grass of the dunes and found a sandy spot protected from the wind by the tall grass. We sat down and kept drinking. My stomach was churning with the excitement of possibility. I liked him – he made me laugh. I didn’t really know anything about sex, but I knew I liked the way I was feeling at the moment, and I was getting hard just thinking about all he was talking about – girls he’d had sex with, a guy he’d messed around with in high school, which girls from school would do what, etc. Anyway, at some point, I mustered up some uncharacteristic boldness and said, “are you drunk enough yet?” He said he’d probably need one more beer if he was going to do that, but we got there. I don’t really remember getting undressed. I think I must have just pulled my pants down and lay down on the sand. I remember him sucking me and I reached over and undid his jeans and started to play with his cock. He told me to stop, that he wouldn’t be able to concentrate. So instead I just laid there and let him bring me to climax. It was so different, experiencing the control of someone else on my dick. I was of course only used to playing with myself, and having someone else in charge, setting the pace was exhillerating. After I’d cum, he laid down on the sand and let me return the favor. And the guise of the whole event really was just that – a couple of guys doing each other a favor. I remember that’s how he worded it. I asked him at the time if he thought he was gay or bisexual and he said, no. Years later I ran into him at a college reunion and we spoke very briefly about the encounter. He was afraid that the experience had “turned me gay.” I explained that it didn’t really work like that. He was happily married and “very sorry” for any trouble he might have caused me. I told him I was happily gay and that it didn’t really have anything to do with him. I didn’t tell him about being bisexual, I don’t really tell any people that. It tends to confuse them. Anyway, it’s just a matter of semantics. I haven’t had sex in over ten years at this point and I live in a platonic relationship now. How many years do you have to go without sex before you get your virginity back?
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