First BJ in decennium

One 's situation in life can and will change with meter. I find myself at one of those turning spot. Now, what to make of it ?

After a long time in a distressing relationship, including muckle of paid counselling and some pretty drastic ups and downs, I finally decided that it was n't going to get proficient. I told the GF that I was moving out. Well, we had some joint plus and fellowship issues, so getting that all squared away and actually preparing to run took some time. Fortunately, we are being basically civil about it all. The last two month of my life, most of my discretionary time has been spent sorting out all my bullshit, getting rid of what I wo n't use, and packing. Moving day is coming and we 're both glad to see it happen.

One side welfare that I 'm going to act on is broadening my view, regarding friendships and specifically sex. I had a few male-male experiences when I was much younger, and lately I 've been getting interested in that approach again. I still get laid sex with women, but I have decided it 's meter to try MM sex again. I 'm not trusted how to carry on, but I 'll certainly be keeping my centre open.

I 'm ok being by myself. I do n't get lonely, as I 've been spending time with friends and family, but that old intimate itching is coming back. You ca n't really say that I 'm curious, since I 've had fun with males before. More like wondering if I still like it.

My history is getting with a few guys for jerkoffs, handjobs and cock sucking. We had wad of fun, getting naked and playing with ourselves and each other. I remember how it felt to look down and see a man on my hard hammer, and how it felt to take a hard turncock in my own oral fissure. I 've got a pretty big rima oris and I could get a 6 '' gumshoe all the way in, without gagging. My best suck buddy was about 5.5 '' long, moderate thickness and cut, and he had a very attractive, sexy cock. I loved licking and kissing his Lucille Ball, then working my way up his ray until I opened up and took him into my mouth. Just thought process of it now gives me an erection. He had bother getting a good deal of my 7+ '' cock in his oral fissure, but he did a amercement job on me nonetheless. We would sop up each other, but he did n't like taking it in our mouth, so we would finish off with a deal job.

I also got with a guy who was my size. Maybe a picayune shorter, maybe a trivial thicker. But he had a very sexy cock and nice hanging balls. ( I love playing with balls, and having mine played with. ) Now I understood how the former guy had to work at taking in a big cock, but once I learned to relax, it was amazing fun. I especially call back how it looked up end before I went down on him, that big cut prick nous ... hot. We took play on each other and essay unlike positions, and I loved them all. When it was clip to fetch up him off, I got between his knees and bobbed on and off, adding a lot of tongue action, until I would feel him throb and let loose a lading of creamy jism in my sass. I did n't care for the taste, but the act was a real turn on.

* * * 1 Month Later * * *

Well, I 'm in my own place now. It 's nice not having to digest the mumbling and tense discussions. And it 's quiet - unless I have some Genesis or Twisted Sister on ( lol ). I 've been enjoying just closing the shades and taking out my hammer, whenever I want. When it 's fond, I get totally raw and stroke myself. The firstly meter I jerked myself here, I just let it fly all over the floor. It was worth the difficulty to cleanse it up.

I have started joining in some local action, to expand my circle of booster. I 'm not necessarily looking for a lay or BJ from folks, but the companionship is overnice. I wo n't traverse I 'm keeping my eyes open for opportunities.

I have a lowly number of friends that have been that for some years. None of them were campaigner for FWB. A couple of them mentioned getting hit on and having to distance themselves, as they were n't interested. Another was the type that was quite protective of his masculinity. Another was outright disgusted by the theme of M-M sex. No chances there.

I invited Tim, the masculine fellow, over for some dinner and chat. I grilled a couple of steaks and we sipped on a bit of whiskey. I was enjoying the evening out on the terrace, it was perfect and the bug had n't come out yet. He was telling me about his wife 's recent visit to her fry, and I was telling him that I was surprised how well I got on with living alone. He variety of surprised me with a remark : `` When I was habitation alone, I wished I had a friend there. And it gave me a hazard to think about being alone, and kinda about closeness. You know, I can see people of the same sex developing a sexual human relationship. ``

I thought for a secondment, then said, `` Has it happened to you ? ``

'' I do n't think so, but the thought certainly does n't disgust me. ``

'' Me neither, '' I replied. `` Actually, I fooled around with boys, and remember it being a lot of fun. Then girls came along. ''

Now he said something I did n't expect. `` I 've had standardized experiences, and I 'm beginning to think I might go there again. Half rarity, half excitement. ``

The ball was in my court now. I thought for a few irregular, looked him in the eye, and said `` So take in I. In fact, I 've gotten to the point where I think I 'm ready to explore. ``

Tim said, `` Maybe we should research that together. '' I smiled, and said, `` I 'd make out to. '' Then he said, `` You 'll have to teach me, there are things I have n't done before. '' My response was, `` We 'll go slow. Remember, it 's been a long sentence for me too. I might not care it as much. ``

Without anything said, we picked up our plates and put them by the sump. I made a gesture toward the livelihood way, and as he passed I put my manus on his shoulder. I left it there as we walked to the sofa. Tim turned to me and said, `` Can I have a hug ? ``

I reached around and brought him to me. We stood there for a bit, embracing, then I started to move one arm slowly up and down, and slowly slid the other down towards his articulatio coxae. He hugged tighter, and now I could experience a lummox in his pants. It was happening to me, too. It felt so nice to be touching another soul !

I broke the bosom but kept my sleeve on his shoulder, and asked, `` What are you most curious about ? ''

'' My world-class question was whether I 'd like just touching a man. Got that answered, it was nice. ``

'' I was surprised how nice it felt. How about touching skin ? '' I reached for his shirt push button and started opening them. Then I reached in and felt the light hair on his chest. It was having an effect on me and I said so. `` I do n't recognize a bout you, but I 'm getting hard. '' He looked down and saw an obvioius prominence in my short circuit. `` I guess so, and me too. '' I reached down to his crotch and slew my hand across, and there it was, a hard puffiness pointing to the side. I ran my bridge player over it, and Tim closed his eyes and moaned.

After touching him, I finished opening his shirt took it off him. Then he pulled my t-shirt up and over my head. Without thinking, we again embraced, and I said, `` Oh yes, practically break without dress. '' We rubbed across each former, then I moved in closer so my leg was between his. This pressed our rooster lumps against each early. We rubbed a bit, then Tim said, `` Let 's miss these dress. '' I stepped back and took off my trouser, underwear and socks ; my rooster was almost fully set up. He did the Lapp, and his very bounteous member was now in field sight. His dick was just double-dyed, a handsome six incher. We just stood still and looked at each other. My centre were going up and down his trim trunk and looking at his cock, which finished growing.

I pressed his articulatio humeri and he sat down on the couch. I spread his wooden leg and reached for his cock with one helping hand and his orchis with the other, then started stroking and fondling. With one throbbing, he was fully erect in my hand. And my peter was pointing straight out too. He reached for it, and we spent a mo stroking each other.

As good as that felt, I was ready for more. But I wanted to make sure he was too, so I asked, `` Are you good, Tim ? Is this working for you ? ``

'' More than workings, it feels sooo dear. '' A throb from his cock punctuated the degree. I was still stroking him and he could feel a throb from my harmonium too.

I looked at him and asked, `` Can I take this farther ? '' He smiled, and I went to my knees in front of him. I moved in and thought how I was about to experience a man in my backtalk for the for the first time time in ten. I was so grueling and my dick was pointing up. I moved my hand down to his theme then studied his cock for a here and now. It was hot, with veins running up and down it, and a prominent head. And his balls were hanging very seductively. I moved in closer and brought my lips to his dickhead. I kissed it, then began to lick all around. I really, really wanted this electric organ in my mouthpiece. So I opened my sassing and took in his cockhead. He moaned. I moved slowly down on him, and he moaned again. My mouth was being filled by his arduous cock and I loved it. I started going on and off him, and kept that up for a while.

I pulled off his cock and asked him, `` Are you ready to try it too ? '' He gave me a glassy-eyed look and said, `` Yes, yes. Please. '' I sat on the frame side by side to him, and he got down on his human knee. `` You 're so big, how do I do this ? ``

I answered, `` Just go boring, and try to prevent your teeth off it. '' He stroked me then brought his face down and took in my cockhead. It was so sexy seeing somebody 's mouth on my stopcock, I throbbed and moaned. Then he started moving down on me. I could feel his wet backtalk and it was amazing, so wet and warm.

Tim did a good job with his teeth, and now was bobbing on and off me. I must take been really horny because I was ready to cum. But I took my head off it so I 'd last a patch. Eventually I needed outlet, and told him I was quick ; he came off me only to say, `` Let me have it, I 'm prepare. In my back talk ! '' With that, he went back on me and slue on and off. I lost it. With a grunt and a shot at his typeface, I came and pumped his mouth full of my seed. So ripe, so uh, uh ...

Tim slowed down but kept sucking on me as I cummed in his mouth. Not a fall escaped, soon I saw him eat up. Then I noticed that he was stroking himself. fountainhead that wo n't do. I gently pulled his head off me and my cock flopped back on my belly. Then I stood him up, and leaned forward to take his intemperate dick back in my sassing. I went right to work on him, and he started a pumping motility into my back talk. He was fucking my face and I loved it. Before long, he began to grunt like I had done, then took hold of my head and buried his prick in my mouth. I felt him throb, then felt my back talk filling with jism. tinker's damn he had a lot ! I swallowed a couple of times, then let the rest filling my mouth while I sucked on him and moved on and off. After a second, I swallowed the eternal rest, licked off his dick and had him sit by me. We both were spent, physically, sexually and emotionally.

After a second, I asked, `` Well ? Was it what you expected ? ``

'' That and more. I think I wan na do this again. '' He reached over to hold my deflating hammer and I did the same with his.

'' Me too. And maybe some other stuff. I want to frot too, cumming on each other 's turncock. By the way, I loved sucking your pecker. It 's just perfect for my sassing. ``

Tim answered, `` Yours is big but I loved it. How yearn is that thing ? ``

'' Seven in. SOB man, you had almost all of it in your mouth ! ``

'' I 'll have to practice. Will you help ? ``

'' indisputable thing ! ``

Then he thought a bit and said, `` The wierd thing is, I do n't palpate like any less a man. And I still love twat. That 's a pleasant surprise. ``

* * * The next day * * *

I woke up with a smile on my brass. Last Night, Tim hung out for a bit then went domicile, but we were both sober about doing it again. I was back in the cocksucking business sector and I was glad it turned out well. In fact, thinking about last Night was making me backbreaking again. I think I 'll remember Tim 's mouthpiece on me and rub one out. Good way to initiate the day .