First BJ in Decades

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

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

One English benefit that I 'm going to pursue is broadening my view, regarding friendly relationship and specifically sex. I had a few male-male experiences when I was much younger, and lately I 've been getting worry in that approach again. I still love sex with women, but I have decided it 's time to try MM sex again. I 'm not for sure how to proceed, but I 'll certainly be keeping my heart 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 sexual itch is coming back. You ca n't really say that I 'm curious, since I 've had fun with male before. more like wondering if I still like it.

My history is getting with a few guys for jerkoffs, handjobs and blowjobs. We had lots of fun, getting naked and playing with ourselves and each other. I remember how it felt to expect down and see a man on my hard peter, and how it felt to take a hard cock in my own backtalk. I 've got a pretty big rima oris and I could get a 6 '' prick all the way in, without gagging. My best suck buddy was about 5.5 '' long, temperate heaviness and cut, and he had a very attractive, aphrodisiac cock. I loved licking and kissing his balls, then working my way up his beam until I opened up and took him into my back talk. Just cerebration of it now gives me an hard-on. He had trouble getting much of my 7+ '' dick in his lip, but he did a fine job on me nonetheless. We would lactate 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 short shorter, maybe a little thicker. But he had a very aphrodisiac shaft and nice hanging balls. ( I love playing with balls, and having mine played with. ) Now I understood how the other guy had to work at taking in a big cock, but once I learned to relax, it was amazing fun. I especially think how it looked up close-fitting before I went down on him, that big cut cock point ... hot. We took tour on each other and tried different positions, and I loved them all. When it was time to finish him off, I got between his knees and bobbed on and off, adding a lot of tongue action, until I would finger him throb and let loose a load of creamy jism in my backtalk. I did n't like for the taste, but the act was a real bout on.

* * * 1 calendar month Later * * *

wellspring, I 'm in my own place now. It 's nice not having to endure the mumbling and strain discussions. And it 's unruffled - unless I have some genesis or Twisted baby on ( lol ). I 've been enjoying just closing the refinement and taking out my hammer, whenever I want. When it 's lovesome, I get totally nude and stroke myself. The number 1 clip I jerked myself here, I just let it fly all over the floor. It was worth the worry to clean it up.

I have started joining in some local natural action, to flesh out my R-2 of friends. I 'm not necessarily looking for a lay or BJ from folks, but the fellowship is decent. I wo n't deny I 'm keeping my eyes open for opportunities.

I have a small-scale numeral of admirer that have been that for some years. None of them were nominee for FWB. A couple 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 theme of M-M sex. No chances there.

I invited Tim, the masculine mate, 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 patio, it was gross and the bug had n't come out yet. He was telling me about his wife 's recent sojourn to her kids, and I was telling him that I was surprised how well I got on with life alone. He kind of surprised me with a remark : `` When I was home alone, I wished I had a booster there. And it gave me a prospect to think about being alone, and kinda about involvement. You know, I can see the great unwashed of the same sex developing a intimate relationship. ``

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

'' I do n't reckon so, but the idea certainly does n't disgust 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 ask. `` I 've had interchangeable experiences, and I 'm beginning to think I might go there again. half curiosity, half exhilaration. ``

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 period where I think I 'm ready to research. ``

Tim said, `` Maybe we should search that together. '' I smiled, and said, `` I 'd love to. '' Then he said, `` You 'll get to learn me, there are things I have n't done before. '' My response was, `` We 'll go slow. 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 living room, and as he passed I put my script 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 displace one arm slowly up and down, and slowly slid the other down towards his hips. He hugged tighter, and now I could find a lump in his pants. It was happening to me, too. It felt so gracious to be touching another person !

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

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

'' I was storm how prissy it felt. How about touching skin ? '' I reached for his shirt clit and started opening them. Then I reached in and felt the visible light hair on his chest. It was having an effect on me and I said so. `` I do n't have a go at it a round you, but I 'm getting hard. '' He looked down and saw an obvioius protrusion in my trunks. `` I guess so, and me too. '' I reached down to his crotch and slue my hand across, and there it was, a hard lump pointing to the side. 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 tee shirt up and over my head. Without thinking, we again embraced, and I said, `` Oh yes, much better without dress. '' We rubbed across each other, then I moved in closer so my leg was between his. This pressed our cock clod against each other. We rubbed a bit, then Tim said, `` Let 's suffer these dress. '' I stepped back and took off my pants, underwear and socks ; my peter was almost fully upright. He did the Saame, and his very handsome member was now in knit stitch sight. His shaft was just perfect, a fine-looking six incher. We just stood still and looked at each other. My centre were going up and down his trimming body and looking at his cock, which finished growing.

I pressed his shoulder joint and he sat down on the couch. I spread his legs and reached for his cock with one deal and his balls with the other, then started stroking and fondling. With one pounding, he was fully erect in my hand. And my cock was pointing straight out too. He reached for it, and we spent a mo stroking each other.

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

'' Sir Thomas More than working, it feels sooo effective. '' A throb from his cock punctuated the dot. I was still stroking him and he could feel a throb from my organ too.

I looked at him and asked, `` Can I contain this farther ? '' He smiled, and I went to my knees in front of him. I moved in and thought how I was about to feel a man in my oral cavity for the 1st time in tenner. I was so hard and my dick was pointing up. I moved my hand down to his base then studied his dick for a moment. It was hot, with veins running up and down it, and a spectacular headspring. And his balls were hanging very seductively. I moved in finisher and brought my sassing to his dickhead. I kissed it, then began to lick all around. I really, really wanted this 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 voiceless 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 lounge next to him, and he got down on his articulatio genus. `` You 're so big, how do I do this ? ``

I answered, `` Just go dim, and try to keep back your tooth off it. '' He stroked me then brought his face down and took in my cockhead. It was so aphrodisiacal seeing someone 's rima oris on my cock, 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 quick to cum. But I took my head off it so I 'd last-place a while. Eventually I needed release, and told him I was ready ; he came off me only to say, `` Let me have got it, I 'm quick. In my mouth ! '' With that, he went back on me and slither on and off. I lost it. With a oink and a twinge at his face, I came and pumped his backtalk fully of my germ. So sound, 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 up. Then I noticed that he was stroking himself. Well 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 direct his severe turncock back in my mouth. I went right to make on him, and he started a pumping apparent motion into my sassing. He was fucking my font 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. shit he had a lot ! I swallowed a couplet of sentence, then let the rest fill my sassing while I sucked on him and moved on and off. After a mo, I swallowed the sleep, licked off his dick and had him sit by me. We both were spent, physically, sexually and emotionally.

After a minute of arc, 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 cock and I did the Saame with his.

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

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

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

'' I 'll have to praxis. 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 pussy. That 's a pleasant surprise. ``

* * * The next day * * *

I woke up with a smile on my face. Last nighttime, 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 and I was glad it turned out well. In fact, thinking about endure night was making me hard again. I think I 'll remember Tim 's backtalk on me and rub one out. Good way to depart the day .