First BJ in Decades

One 's situation in life can and will change with metre. I find myself at one of those turning decimal point. Now, what to spend a penny of it ?

After a long clock time in a distressing relationship, including Lot of paid counselling and some pretty drastic ups and down feather, I finally decided that it was n't going to get better. I told the GF that I was moving out. Well, we had some articulation assets and house issues, so getting that all squared away and actually preparing to displace took some time. Fortunately, we are being basically civic about it all. The last two month of my lifetime, nigh of my discretionary time has been spent sorting out all my shit, 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 pursue is broadening my celestial horizon, regarding friendships and specifically sex. I had a few male-male experiences when I was much younger, and lately I 've been getting concerned in that approach again. I still bang sex with cleaning lady, but I have decided it 's meter to try MM sex again. I 'm not sure how to proceed, but I 'll certainly be keeping my eyes open.

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

My chronicle is getting with a few guys for jerkoffs, handjobs and blowjobs. We had lots of fun, getting raw and playing with ourselves and each other. I remember how it felt to look down and see a man on my hard rooster, and how it felt to pack a hard prick in my own rima oris. I 've got a pretty big rima oris and I could get a 6 '' dick all the way in, without gagging. My best sucking buddy was about 5.5 '' long, tame thickness and cut, and he had a very attractive, sexy cock. I loved licking and kissing his nut, then working my way up his beam of light until I opened up and took him into my backtalk. Just thinking of it now gives me an erection. He had trouble getting lots of my 7+ '' pecker in his sassing, but he did a fine job on me nonetheless. We would sop up each early, but he did n't like taking it in our mouths, so we would wind up off with a mitt job.

I also got with a guy who was my size. Maybe a little shorter, maybe a slight thicker. But he had a very aphrodisiacal cock and nice suspension balls. ( I love playing with balls, and having mine played with. ) Now I understood how the early guy had to figure out at taking in a big shaft, but once I learned to make relaxed, it was amazing fun. I especially remember how it looked up close down before I went down on him, that big cut cock caput ... hot. We took turns on each former and tried different positions, and I loved them all. When it was clip to finish him off, I got between his knees and bobbed on and off, adding a lot of glossa activity, until I would feel him throb and let relax a lode of creamy jism in my mouth. I did n't care for the gustatory sensation, but the act was a real number on.

* * * 1 calendar month Later * * *

wellspring, I 'm in my own berth now. It 's nice not having to abide the mumbling and tense treatment. And it 's placidity - unless I have some Genesis or Twisted babe on ( lol ). I 've been enjoying just closing the shades and taking out my prick, whenever I want. When it 's warm, I get totally au naturel and stroke myself. The first time I jerked myself here, I just let it fly all over the floor. It was worth the difficulty to clean it up.

I have started joining in some local anaesthetic activities, to expound my circle of friends. I 'm not necessarily looking for a lay or BJ from folks, but the companionship is dainty. I wo n't deny I 'm keeping my eye open for opportunities.

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

I invited Tim, the masculine companion, over for some dinner party and New World chat. I grilled a couplet of steaks and we sipped on a bit of whiskey. I was enjoying the evening out on the patio, it was stark and the microbe had n't come out yet. He was telling me about his wife 's late visit to her kids, and I was telling him that I was surprised how well I got on with living alone. He kind of surprised me with a remark : `` When I was dwelling house alone, I wished I had a protagonist there. And it gave me a chance to call up about being alone, and kinda about intimacy. You know, I can see people of the same sex developing a sexual relationship. ``

I thought for a 2d, then said, `` Has it happened to you ? ``

'' I do n't reckon so, but the idea certainly does n't sicken me. ``

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

Now he said something I did n't expect. `` I 've had standardised experiences, and I 'm beginning to recall I might go there again. Half curiosity, half fervor. ``

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

Tim said, `` Maybe we should explore that together. '' I smiled, and said, `` I 'd love to. '' Then he said, `` You 'll have to teach me, there are things I have n't done before. '' My reply was, `` We 'll go tardily. Remember, it 's been a long time for me too. I might not like it as much. ``

Without anything said, we picked up our plates and put them by the sink. I made a gesture toward the support way, and as he passed I put my hand on his shoulder. I left it there as we walked to the lounge. 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 hips. He hugged tighter, and now I could feel a lump in his pants. It was happening to me, too. It felt so nice to be touching another soul !

I broke the embrace but kept my arms on his shoulders, and asked, `` What are you most rum about ? ''

'' My beginning doubt was whether I 'd wish just touching a man. Got that answered, it was nice. ``

'' I was surprised how courteous it felt. How about touching skin ? '' I reached for his shirt clitoris and started opening them. Then I reached in and felt the scant hair on his dresser. It was having an effect on me and I said so. `` I do n't have sex a bout you, but I 'm getting hard. '' He looked down and saw an obvioius bulge in my boxershorts. `` I guess so, and me too. '' I reached down to his genitals and skid my paw across, and there it was, a knockout lump pointing to the position. I ran my hired hand over it, and Tim closed his center 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, much better without clothes. '' We rubbed across each other, then I moved in finisher so my leg was between his. This pressed our peter lumps against each early. We rubbed a bit, then Tim said, `` Let 's lose these dress. '' I stepped back and took off my bloomers, underclothes and socks ; my rooster was almost fully erect. He did the same, and his very handsome member was now in plain stitch sight. His shaft was just complete, a handsome six incher. We just stood still and looked at each other. My optic were going up and down his cut back torso and looking at his turncock, which finished growing.

I pressed his shoulder and he sat down on the couch. I spread his leg and reached for his cock with one hand and his egg with the other, then started stroking and fondling. With one throb, he was fully erect in my hand. And my cock was pointing straight out too. He reached for it, and we spent a minute of arc stroking each other.

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

'' to a greater extent than workings, it feels sooo serious. '' A pounding from his cock punctuated the point. I was still stroking him and he could find a throbbing from my organ too.

I looked at him and asked, `` Can I take this farther ? '' He smiled, and I went to my articulatio genus in front of him. I moved in and thought how I was about to feel a man in my backtalk for the kickoff metre in ten. I was so concentrated and my prick was pointing up. I moved my hand down to his base then studied his shaft for a second. It was hot, with nervure running up and down it, and a prominent headland. And his balls were hanging very seductively. I moved in finisher and brought my backtalk to his dickhead. I kissed it, then began to figure out all around. I really, really wanted this electric organ in my backtalk. So I opened my mouth and took in his cockhead. He moaned. I moved slowly down on him, and he moaned again. My rima oris was being filled by his grueling rooster 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 prepare to try it too ? '' He gave me a glassy-eyed facial expression and said, `` Yes, yes. Please. '' I sat on the couch next to him, and he got down on his knees. `` You 're so big, how do I do this ? ``

I answered, `` Just go tedious, and try to keep your tooth off it. '' He stroked me then brought his face down and took in my cockhead. It was so aphrodisiacal seeing someone 's mouth on my putz, I throbbed and moaned. Then he started moving down on me. I could find his wet mouth and it was amazing, so wet and warm.

Tim did a expert job with his teeth, and now was bobbing on and off me. I must give been really horny because I was gear up to cum. But I took my mind off it so I 'd death a while. Eventually I needed acquittance, and told him I was gear up ; he came off me only to say, `` Let me cause it, I 'm prepare. In my mouth ! '' With that, he went back on me and slid on and off. I lost it. With a grunt and a stab at his face, I came and pumped his mouth fully of my seed. So skilful, so uh, uh ...

Tim slowed down but kept sucking on me as I cummed in his mouth. Not a cliff escaped, soon I saw him swallow. Then I noticed that he was stroking himself. fountainhead that wo n't do. I gently pulled his head off me and my turncock flopped back on my belly. Then I stood him up, and leaned forward to get his difficult tool back in my mouthpiece. I went right to work on him, and he started a pumping motion into my mouth. He was fucking my face and I loved it. Before long, he began to grunt like I had done, then took handle of my headspring and buried his cock in my back talk. I felt him throb, then felt my backtalk filling with jism. Damn he had a lot ! I swallowed a couple of times, then let the rest fill my mouth while I sucked on him and moved on and off. After a minute, I swallowed the residual, licked off his pecker and had him sit by me. We both were spent, physically, sexually and emotionally.

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

'' That and Sir Thomas More. I think I wan na do this again. '' He reached over to hold my deflating turncock and I did the same with his.

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

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

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

'' I 'll throw to praxis. testament you help ? ``

'' sure enough thing ! ``

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

* * * The adjacent day * * *

I woke up with a smile on my face. Last Night, Tim hung out for a bit then went home base, but we were both serious about doing it again. I was back in the cocksucking business concern and I was glad it turned out well. In fact, thinking about last night was making me firmly again. I think I 'll remember Tim 's mouthpiece on me and rub one out. unspoiled way to start the day .