First blowjob

I can't remember the first time I thought about sucking a dick. It's just kind of always been there, lurking in the back of my mind. I wondered what it would be like to suck a cock. This thought has been happening more and more lately. I'm not sure if it was my desire to try it that was growing, or just the influence of the internet on my mind. 

I'm 30 and can remember having curious thoughts as far back as my teens. It all started the first time my High School girlfriend went down on me. I found myself thinking and wondering about what she was experiencing. My curiosity grew when I went to college and first started discovering internet porn. I was immediately attracted to blowjob and cum-shot pictures and movies.

Eventually my curiosity led me to watching bisexual threesome movies with 2 guys and transsexual porn until eventually on occasion I would watch gay porn.

Recently I had found that it had gotten to the point where most of what I was watching was either tranny porn or gay porn. And if I was watching straight porn, I was thinking about what it would be like to be the girl in the scene.

Up until last night that was the extent of my curiosity.

Last night I was out with friends and it was the usual good time. Lots of drinks consumed and fun was had by all.

I found myself returning home alone around 2am and in a particularly drunk and horny mood.

I figured I'd watch a little porn, jerk off and go to sleep like most other times when I returned home alone from a drunken night. I found a hot movie of two guys going down on each other and while I was watching it, I felt this incredible desire, a need almost, to try it myself.

At that point I navigated to craigslist and decided to post an ad in M4M in the casual encounters section.

It was a simple post, I just said, "I wanted to suck a cock."

Within 20 minutes I'd received several responses, most of which were worthless.

There was one message though, that was friendly and included a picture of a very beautiful cock. So I responded and after several messages back and forth Tucker and I agreed to meet in a parking lot of an old abandon Japanese restaurant that was about a 5 minute walk from my apartment.

I couldn't believe what I'd just agreed to.

There was a strange man on his way to meet me with the sole purpose being for me to provide oral pleasure.

The thought to not follow through crossed my mind about 100 times in the few minutes it took me to gather my things and head out to meet Tucker.

As I walked toward our rendezvous point I kept thinking to myself, I'm finally about to do this, I'm going to suck a cock.

The butterflies in my stomach were fluttering like they never had before. I was so nervous my leg was literally shaking as I walked.

As I approached the parking lot, I almost didn't see Tucker's car because it was parked in a dark secluded place near the building. He'd arrived already and was waiting for me.

I paused for a moment, took a deep breath and thought to myself last chance to get out of here.

Instead, my feet carried me toward the car.

As I approached the passenger door I heard the automatic locks click as Tucker unlocked the door.

I thought, "I'm about to become a cocksucker," as I opened the door.

I got in and looked at Tucker, the man with whom I was about to have my first homosexual encounter.

Tucker was good looking, in his late 30's with five o'clock shadow and was wearing a t-shirt and rather short gym shorts.

We looked at each other for a moment.

I'm pretty sure I wasn't breathing I was so nervous.

Then without saying a word, Tucker hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts, raised his butt of the seat and slid them down revealing his already hard cock.

It looked just like it had in his picture, about 6 inches in length, cut, cleanly shaved and rather thick.

Without thinking about it and probably still without breathing and with a significant lump in my throat, I reached out with my hand and for the first time touched another man's cock. As my fingers wrapped around it, I felt the warmth and the hardness of Tucker's cock, and yet the silky spongy feel of the skin. I stroked his cock a few times and sigh, "Aaaaahhhhhhhhh."

With that exhalation went all my nervousness, all I was focused on was how wonderful his cock felt in my hand.

Almost immediately I got up on my knees and turned sideways on the seat so that I could lean down and take the head of Tucker's cock into my mouth.

My tongue circling around the head, my lips wrapped around his cock.

I remember thinking at that exact moment, there is no going back, I can no longer say I've never had a another man's cock in my mouth. I also remember thinking how good Tucker's cock felt in my mouth...the smoothness of the head and the way my tongue glided over it. Of feeling the weight and girth of Tucker's cock in my mouth as I strained a little to opening wide enough to get more of him inside my mouth. Feeling it slide between my lips.

That's when Tucker spoke, the first time either of us had said a word.

He started talking to me saying things like, "Yeah, that's what you wanted isn't it? You wanted that cock in your mouth don't you?"

Then I felt his hands on the back of my head, running his finger through my hair and guiding me on his cock, all the while calling me a cocksucker and asking me how much I liked it. I could only moan,"uuuuuuuuuuuuugh," in response.

Then Tucker ordered me to suck on his balls. I pulled off his cock, and licked my way down, sucking first one then the other of his balls into my mouth, gently rolling them around with my tongue. It felt so natural and yet so forbidden at the same time. "Ooooooh, ungh, Ooooooh, yeah, gonna cum," Tucker moaned as he started moving his hips, letting his cock trail across my lips with my tongue dragging along the underside of his shaft. With every movement, he praised me, told me how good I was, how wonderful it felt to him. Encouraged by his praise I started kissing and nipping at his shaft, running my tongue across the veins on the underside. His cock was hard and throbbing, jumping and bouncing against my lips as I continued to revel in his readily apparent enjoyment.

That was also the first time I looked up at him and seeing him look down at me, with lust in his eyes turned me on so much.

"Get down under my balls now," Tucker moaned. Going lower my tongue founded the spot right where his ass crack begins. "AAAAHHHHHHHHHH, Oh my god that feels so fucking good," he moaned as I started mouthing and tonguing him there. The musky male taste and smell of him down there was so erotic.

Fingers tangled in my hair, Tucker pulled me up and without warning pulled my mouth down to his, kissing me deep, sucking on my lower lip and forcing more uuuuuuuuuuuuugh of pleasure from deep within me. When his tongue darted into my mouth I surprised myself by welcoming it. This action caught me off guard because I'd never actually thought about kissing a guy. My thoughts had always simply been about sucking cock.

Kissing a guy was strange at first, feeling his stubble, the roughness of it, and the strength behind his motions. But the oddness of the difference faded quickly as lust and desire overcame it. While stroking his cock I kissed him back. The kiss was soft gentle yet passionate as we softly slinked our tongues in each other's mouths. The kiss broke and we both smiled at each other.

We continued to make out, while I stroked his cock and Tucker struggled to release my cock from the confines of my Levis. I felt his fingers unsnapping and unzipping my Levis and pulling them open.

As soon as he got my cock free Tucker broke our kiss and pushed me back down on the passenger's seat. Turning in his seat, he wrapped his fingers around my cock and started slowly stroking it. He stroked it a few times and then leaned over and guided it into his mouth. Stunned, I watched in awe as the head of my cock disappeared between his lips and then as those lips wrapped around my shaft.

It wasn't long until I was grunting, "Ugh," and feeling like I was about to cum. Tucker must have sensed that that I was near because he stopped sucking and leaned back offering his cock back up to me.

I eagerly dropped my face into his lap, opened my mouth and returned to sucking Tucker's cock. Sucking harder with each motion and trying to take him deeper every time I bobbed my head up and down.

Occasionally coming up for air and then feeling Tucker's hands pushing me right back down.

I remember the sweet taste of the pre-cum leaking from the pee-slit in his head. I also remember how Tucker smelled slightly musty. I remember the sound of his voice as he called me his cocksucker and the feel of his hands on the back of my head. And then I remember those hands holding me in place and my lips wrapped around his cock as he told me, "AAAAHHHHHH, AAAHHHHH, OOOOOHHHHHH GOD, I think I'm going to cum, OOOHHHHH," as he humped his hips against my face.

I wanted him to cum, I wanted to taste him. I wanted to feel him shoot his load in my mouth. 

I was stroking his balls while sucking him and I could feel them tighten. I felt him seemingly get harder in my mouth, and then I felt him twitch and mutter, "Oh yessssss!"

That was when I got my first taste of his cum. Salty and bitter and thicker than I had expected. I tried to swallow, but I only was able to swallow some. The rest was leaking out of the corners of my mouth and oozing down my chin.

Once again Tucker pulled me off him, but this time it wasn't for a kiss. He simply said, "Thank you," and nodded at the door.

I said, "It was my pleasure," and opened the door. As I left his car I was wiping his cum off my face with the back of my hand.

I was smiling as Tucker pulled away and I began the short walk back to my apartment.

All I could think about on the walk home was about how I was a cocksucker. There was no going back. That and how long it would be until I got to do it again.

The end...

 

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