First BJ in tenner

One 's situation in life-time can and will change with fourth dimension. I find myself at one of those turning points. Now, what to nominate of it ?

After a recollective clock time in a distressing kinship, including lots of paid counselling and some pretty drastic ups and downs, I finally decided that it was n't going to get right. I told the GF that I was moving out. Well, we had some articulation assets and family proceeds, so getting that all squared away and actually preparing to move took some time. Fortunately, we are being basically polite about it all. The last two months of my life, to the highest degree of my discretionary metre has been spent sorting out all my dump, getting rid of what I wo n't use, and packing. Moving day is coming and we 're both beaming to see it happen.

One position welfare that I 'm going to act on is broadening my sensible horizon, regarding friendship and specifically sex. I had a few male-male experiences when I was much younger, and lately I 've been getting interested in that access again. I still love sex with women, but I have decided it 's time 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 Quaker and class, but that old sexual itch is coming back. You ca n't really say that I 'm curious, since I 've had fun with male person before. more than like wondering if I still like it.

My chronicle is getting with a few guy rope for jerkoffs, handjobs and blowjob. We had lots of fun, getting naked and playing with ourselves and each early. I remember how it felt to look down and see a man on my hard prick, and how it felt to take a hard cock in my own mouth. I 've got a pretty big mouth and I could get a 6 '' dick all the way in, without gagging. My just suck crony was about 5.5 '' long, moderate heaviness and cut, and he had a very attractive, aphrodisiac cock. I loved licking and kissing his balls, then working my way up his cock until I opened up and took him into my lip. Just thinking of it now gives me an erection. He had difficulty getting much of my 7+ '' turncock in his sassing, but he did a very well job on me nonetheless. We would suck each other, but he did n't like taking it in our backtalk, so we would finish off with a hand job.

I also got with a guy who was my size. Maybe a piffling shorter, maybe a little thicker. But he had a very aphrodisiac tool and gracious hanging lump. ( I love playing with testis, and having mine played with. ) Now I understood how the other guy had to work at taking in a big pecker, but once I learned to slow down, it was amazing fun. I especially remember how it looked up close before I went down on him, that big cut stopcock chief ... hot. We took turns on each other and stress different emplacement, and I loved them all. When it was time to end him off, I got between his knees and bobbed on and off, adding a lot of tongue natural process, until I would feel him throb and let loose a load of creamy jism in my rima oris. I did n't care for the taste, but the act was a real turn on.

* * * 1 calendar month Later * * *

fountainhead, I 'm in my own place now. It 's nice not having to endure the gumming and tense discourse. And it 's tranquil - unless I have some Genesis or Twisted sister on ( lol ). I 've been enjoying just closing the shades and taking out my putz, whenever I want. When it 's warmly, I get totally au naturel and stroke myself. The first time I jerked myself here, I just let it fly all over the storey. It was worth the hassle to clean it up.

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

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

I invited Tim, the masculine fellow, over for some dinner party and chat. I grilled a match of steaks and we sipped on a bit of whiskey. I was enjoying the evening out on the patio, it was everlasting and the microbe had n't come out yet. He was telling me about his wife 's recent visit to her kids, and I was telling him that I was surprised how well I got on with living alone. He kind of surprise me with a remark : `` When I was place alone, I wished I had a friend there. And it gave me a chance to think about being alone, and kinda about intimacy. You know, I can see people of the same sex developing a intimate human relationship. ``

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

'' I do n't think so, but the melodic theme 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 gestate. `` I 've had similar experiences, and I 'm beginning to think I might go there again. Half wonder, half excitement. ``

The ball was in my court now. I thought for a few seconds, 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 explore. ``

Tim said, `` Maybe we should explore that together. '' I smiled, and said, `` I 'd sleep together 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 wish it as much. ``

Without anything said, we picked up our scale and put them by the sinkhole. I made a gesture toward the living way, and as he passed I put my bridge player on his articulatio humeri. 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 former down towards his coxa. He hugged tighter, and now I could feel a lump in his pants. It was happening to me, too. It felt so dainty to be touching another person !

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

'' My first interrogation was whether I 'd like just touching a man. Got that answered, it was courteous. ``

'' I was surprised how nice it felt. How about touching skin ? '' I reached for his shirt buttons and started opening them. Then I reached in and felt the light haircloth on his chest. It was having an effect on me and I said so. `` I do n't know a binge you, but I 'm getting hard. '' He looked down and saw an obvioius bulge in my shortstop. `` I guess so, and me too. '' I reached down to his crotch and skid my hand across, and there it was, a difficult lump pointing to the incline. I ran my hand 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 jersey up and over my read/write head. Without thinking, we again embraced, and I said, `` Oh yes, much salutary without clothes. '' We rubbed across each former, then I moved in closer so my leg was between his. This pressed our cock lumps against each other. We rubbed a bit, then Tim said, `` Let 's lose these clothes. '' I stepped back and took off my pants, underclothes and socks ; my cock was almost fully erect. He did the Lapplander, and his very handsome member was now in plain sight. His putz was just perfect, a bountiful six incher. We just stood still and looked at each former. My middle were going up and down his trim torso and looking at his hammer, which finished growing.

I pressed his berm and he sat down on the sofa. I spread his legs and reached for his prick with one hand and his balls with the former, then started stroking and fondling. With one throb, he was fully erect in my bridge player. And my cock was pointing straight out too. He reached for it, and we spent a bit stroking each other.

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

'' More than workings, it feels sooo good. '' A throbbing from his pecker punctuated the point. I was still stroking him and he could feel a throb from my organ too.

I looked at him and asked, `` Can I take aim this farther ? '' He smiled, and I went to my stifle in front end of him. I moved in and thought how I was about to find a man in my back talk for the first sentence in decennium. I was so hard and my dick was pointing up. I moved my hand down to his base then studied his stopcock for a here and now. It was hot, with vein running up and down it, and a salient school principal. And his orchis were hanging very seductively. I moved in finisher and brought my rim to his dickhead. I kissed it, then began to lick all around. I really, really wanted this electric organ in my mouth. So I opened my mouth and took in his cockhead. He moaned. I moved slowly down on him, and he moaned again. My mouth was being filled by his hard hammer 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 cook to try it too ? '' He gave me a glassy-eyed look and said, `` Yes, yes. Please. '' I sat on the couch adjacent to him, and he got down on his articulatio genus. `` You 're so big, how do I do this ? ``

I answered, `` Just go slow, and try to keep your dentition off it. '' He stroked me then brought his face down and took in my cockhead. It was so aphrodisiac seeing soul 's mouth on my stopcock, I throbbed and moaned. Then he started moving down on me. I could feel his wet mouth 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 have been really horny because I was ready to cum. But I took my mind off it so I 'd last a spell. Eventually I needed vent, and told him I was quick ; he came off me only to say, `` Let me receive it, I 'm ready. In my mouth ! '' With that, he went back on me and slid on and off. I lost it. With a grunt and a pang at his boldness, I came and pumped his mouth full of my seed. So good, so uh, uh ...

Tim slowed down but kept sucking on me as I cummed in his mouth. Not a drop escaped, soon I saw him swallow. Then I noticed that he was stroking himself. Well that wo n't do. I gently pulled his nous off me and my cock flopped back on my belly. Then I stood him up, and leaned forward to call for his toilsome shaft back in my oral fissure. I went right to work on him, and he started a pumping motility into my sass. 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 cock in my mouth. I felt him throb, then felt my mouth 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 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 keep back my deflating cock and I did the same with his.

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

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

'' Seven inches. poop man, you had almost all of it in your backtalk ! ``

'' I 'll birth to exercise. will you aid ? ``

'' Sure thing ! ``

Then he thought a moment and said, `` The wierd affair is, I do n't feel like any less a man. And I still love kitty. That 's a pleasant surprisal. ``

* * * The succeeding day * * *

I woke up with a smile on my font. Last night, Tim hung out for a bit then went home, but we were both serious about doing it again. I was back in the cocksucking business enterprise and I was glad it turned out well. In fact, thinking about last night was making me voiceless again. I think I 'll commemorate Tim 's back talk on me and rub one out. unspoilt way to get the day .