Where it happened: Salt Lake City
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
It was the summer before my senior year of college. I was straight my whole life, but was getting increasingly curious about men, and sucking cock in particular. I’ve never looked at a guy and thought “Boy he’s cute,” but seeing a beautiful cock stirs something inside me… something extremely sensual and carnal. As a teenager, thoughts about my best friend’s cock would sometimes creep into my fantasies, but I would always push the thought out.
But now I was reaching a turning point. I was nearing the end of my college experience and beginning to feel I hadn’t explored as much as I’d wanted to. I’d had girlfriends, and my sex life with them was what you’d expect it to be. But my fantasies were getting kinkier. Here and there I’d watch gay porn and drool over the beautiful cocks I saw there. I would ache to touch one, to feel my mouth around it, and sometimes the desire to feel one penetrate my ass.
I bought a dildo. It was life-like and beautiful, larger than I had thought (it was the Jeff Stryker model) and the feel of my lips around its head was exciting. I gasped the first time I felt it fully penetrate my ass, after more than 30 minutes of loosening with my fingers. I gasped again when I got 9 its 10 inches buried in my ass. I could hardly breathe. After fucking myself for an hour, I finally made myself cum, and I was shaky and could hardly move for 5 minutes for the sheer force of it.
Finally, I decided I had to try the real thing. I was nervous and naive about the gay world, and had no idea how to find a guy around campus or anywhere else for that matter. There aren’t exactly many gay bars in Salt Lake City. I watched guys that I knew were considered attractive in my classes and around school, but I never felt much for them. I had to see cock before I got aroused. So I turned to Craigslist.
I took several pics of myself and made an ad. I keep myself in good shape and have a nice body, slender yet chiseled and defined. Strong shoulders and pecs and a hard 6-pac, I stand 5’9″ and weigh in at about 140 lbs. Slender yet well defined. My cock measures about 6 3/4″ (it’s important to be precise) and is proportionately thick. I cut a good figure and attracted zillions of responses. I loved it. It seemed that every guy from 18 to older than I wanted to look at wanted my body and my cock. Some were desperate for attention and would pester me for a response. Others were more secure and would only send a pic and a short message, which I preferred. Especially when the pics were juicy and made my mouth water. I struck up several conversations, weeding out the jerks from the studs. After a day, that tally was about 150-3. I guess I’m a little picky. But I wanted my first time to be amazing.
The next morning, I still didn’t have set plans for which guy I’d meet. And then I received the email I’d been dreaming of: A gorgeous cock – thick, long straight and perfect – with a great body and a friendly face behind it. After a few back-and-forth emails, I knew he was the one, and asked to meet right then. He agreed.
I drove to the Albertson’s he described, my heart in my throat the entire way. He arrived moments later and told me to follow. He led me to his girlfriend’s house (she wasn’t there and he said he had permission). He led me inside, closed the blinds and locked the door. The living room had old hard wood floors, comfortable looking couches, and a computer propped up on one side. I told him I was nervous, so he turned on some porn as we both removed our clothes.
He was in shape and had a handsome face, but I was having second thoughts until he dropped his pants. His cock hung there limp and lonely looking. And beautiful. Even limp you knew it was a big one. He was shaved, and in the dimmed light that streamed in behind the blinds… it looked better than anything I’d ever seen. He leaned against the back of the couch and began to stroke himself to the porn, but I wanted that cock to harden in my mouth. Another fantasy of mine, I guess.
I dropped to my knees before he had given it two strokes, looked up at him, and took his limp cock in my mouth. It was heaven. The soft flesh squished between my lips as I went balls deep and slowly sucked the length of it till his head popped out of my mouth. He moaned in approval. I went back for more, reveling in how soft and warm it was in my mouth, marveling as it grew quickly to full size. Soon it stood just over 7 inches and incredibly thick. I had studied online on how to deep throat, and gave it a try. As I took him deeper, I breathed through my nose and tried to push through the gag reflex. His head hit the back of my throat and I gagged, but held him there. I went deeper, until my lips were nestled against his balls. I had him. Every inch. I loved it, and rocked my head back and forth with his cock deep in my throat.
I continued to suck him for what seemed like forever, loving every second. 30 minutes must have passed with me on my knees, sucking and licking, bobbing up and down on that glorious shaft. The texture of his skin, the feel of my lips gliding over his veins and around his soft head. I grabbed his ass with both hands to pull him deeper into me. I went shallow and hard and fast. Slow and deep and passionate. I’ll treasure every second I spent on that cock.
Finally, his moans and his mini-thrusts quickened as he approached climax. I added a hand to his shaft and bobbed my mouth quickly along the first few inches of his dick. A minute passed and still his climax grew. My God, I thought, he can last forever. Finally, with a heavy moan, the first shot of cum hit the back of my throat. Then another. And another and another and another. I couldn’t contain it all and I went deep on him again as he came, cum spilling around my lips and onto the floor. At last he was done. I took my mouth off his cock, looked up at him and swallowed his cum, wiping my lips on the head of his cock and licking the residual cum off him. My first blow job was done, and I was in heaven.
He returned the favor to me, although it was a little less memorable. I keep myself trimmed down there, but apparently he likes it clean shaven and never went the full length of my shaft, which is what I really, really wanted. Still, I came in his mouth, and it was fun of course.
As we dressed to leave he looked at me. “So that was your first blow job?” “Yep,” I replied. He grunted and continued to dress.
Now, it’s been a year since my first time sucking cock, and I have yet to take one up the ass. I’m looking. Like I said before, I’m picky and haven’t settled on anyone locally I want to fuck. Seriously, I would travel anywhere in the country to find the right guy to fuck, so if anyone out there could host an anal virgin, please hit me up: malmo360 at gmail.
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