First BJ in ten

One 's state of affairs in life can and will shift with fourth dimension. I find myself at one of those turning points. Now, what to create of it ?

After a tenacious metre in a distressing relationship, including circle 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 join assets and family takings, so getting that all squared away and actually preparing to propel took some time. Fortunately, we are being basically civil about it all. The last two calendar month of my living, nearly of my discretional prison term 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 of meat benefit 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 untried, and lately I 've been getting interested in that advance again. I still love sex with womanhood, but I have decided it 's clip to try MM sex again. I 'm not surely 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 clip 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 account is getting with a few guy wire for jerkoffs, handjobs and blowjobs. We had passel 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 voiceless cock, and how it felt to take a intemperately pecker 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 well sucking pal was about 5.5 '' long, restrained thickness and cut, and he had a very attractive, sexy cock. I loved licking and kissing his balls, then working my way up his peter until I opened up and took him into my mouth. Just mentation of it now gives me an erection. He had trouble getting much of my 7+ '' cock in his backtalk, but he did a fine job on me nonetheless. We would suck each other, but he did n't like taking it in our mouthpiece, so we would finish off with a helping hand job.

I also got with a guy who was my sizing. Maybe a petty shorter, maybe a minuscule thicker. But he had a very sexy cock and squeamish dangling bollock. ( I love playing with orchis, and having mine played with. ) Now I understood how the other guy had to work at taking in a big stopcock, but once I learned to decompress, it was amazing fun. I especially think back how it looked up close before I went down on him, that big cut cock head ... hot. We took twist on each other and tried dissimilar perspective, 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 knife action, until I would sense him throb and let unloose a load of creamy jism in my mouthpiece. I did n't give care for the taste, but the act was a rattling turn on.

* * * 1 month Later * * *

Well, I 'm in my own position now. It 's nice not having to stand the mumbling and tense treatment. And it 's quiet - unless I have some Genesis or Twisted Sister on ( lol ). I 've been enjoying just closing the spectre and taking out my pecker, whenever I want. When it 's tender, I get totally defenseless and stroke myself. The first metre I jerked myself here, I just let it fly all over the floor. It was worth the trouble to scavenge it up.

I have started joining in some local anesthetic natural process, to expand my lot of friends. I 'm not necessarily looking for a lay or BJ from folks, but the companionship is squeamish. I wo n't deny I 'm keeping my heart open for opportunities.

I have a pocket-size identification number of Friend that have been that for some years. None of them were candidates 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 musical theme of M-M sex. No luck there.

I invited Tim, the masculine buster, 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 stark and the hemipteran had n't come out yet. He was telling me about his married woman 's late sojourn to her youngster, and I was telling him that I was surprise how well I got on with living alone. He form of storm me with a remark : `` When I was home alone, I wished I had a friend there. And it gave me a chance to think about being alone, and kinda about involvement. You know, I can see people of the same sex developing a sexual relationship. ``

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

'' I do n't think so, but the estimation certainly does n't sicken me. ``

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

Now he said something I did n't have a bun in the oven. `` I 've had interchangeable experiences, and I 'm beginning to mean I might go there again. Half curiosity, half excitement. ``

The ball was in my court now. I thought for a few seconds, looked him in the eye, and said `` So receive 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 make love to. '' Then he said, `` You 'll give to teach me, there are things I have n't done before. '' My response was, `` We 'll go slow. Remember, it 's been a longsighted time for me too. I might not wish it as much. ``

Without anything said, we picked up our plateful and put them by the sink. I made a motion toward the life room, and as he passed I put my helping hand on his shoulder joint. I left it there as we walked to the couch. 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 experience a lump in his pant. It was happening to me, too. It felt so squeamish to be touching another person !

I broke the embrace but kept my weapon system on his shoulder joint, and asked, `` What are you most odd about ? ''

'' My first motion 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 release and started opening them. Then I reached in and felt the low-cal hair on his chest. It was having an result on me and I said so. `` I do n't get it on a tear you, but I 'm getting hard. '' He looked down and saw an obvioius bulge in my trunks. `` I guess so, and me too. '' I reached down to his crotch and slid my hand across, and there it was, a intemperate lump pointing to the position. 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 t-shirt up and over my top dog. Without thinking, we again embraced, and I said, `` Oh yes, much better without clothes. '' We rubbed across each other, then I moved in closer so my leg was between his. This pressed our cock glob against each other. We rubbed a bit, then Tim said, `` Let 's turn a loss these clothes. '' I stepped back and took off my gasp, underwear and drogue ; my cock was almost fully erect. He did the same, and his very big member was now in plain stitch sight. His gumshoe was just hone, a handsome six incher. We just stood still and looked at each former. My eyes were going up and down his trim torso and looking at his rooster, which finished growing.

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

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

'' More than workings, it feels sooo good. '' A throb from his rooster punctuated the compass point. 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 nominal head of him. I moved in and thought how I was about to finger a man in my mouth for the showtime clip in decades. I was so difficult and my dick was pointing up. I moved my hand down to his basis then studied his cock for a consequence. It was hot, with veins running up and down it, and a salient 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 drub all around. I really, really wanted this organ in my sassing. 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 dick 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 couch next to him, and he got down on his knees. `` You 're so big, how do I do this ? ``

I answered, `` Just go slow, and try to proceed your tooth off it. '' He stroked me then brought his cheek down and took in my cockhead. It was so sexy seeing someone 's mouth on my turncock, 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 tooth, 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 cobbler's last a while. Eventually I needed release, and told him I was gear up ; he came off me only to say, `` Let me bear it, I 'm ready. In my back talk ! '' With that, he went back on me and slither on and off. I lost it. With a grunt and a stab at his case, I came and pumped his back talk full of my ejaculate. So good, so uh, uh ...

Tim slowed down but kept sucking on me as I cummed in his sassing. Not a drop escaped, soon I saw him withdraw. Then I noticed that he was stroking himself. Well that wo n't do. I gently pulled his chief off me and my cock flopped back on my belly. Then I stood him up, and leaned forward to require his gruelling stopcock back in my mouth. I went right to work on him, and he started a pumping move into my mouth. He was fucking my face and I loved it. Before long, he began to grunt like I had done, then took hold of my chief and buried his prick in my mouth. I felt him pounding, then felt my backtalk filling with jism. Damn he had a lot ! I swallowed a couple of times, then let the respite fill my mouthpiece while I sucked on him and moved on and off. After a minute, I swallowed the repose, licked off his tool and had him sit by me. We both were spent, physically, sexually and emotionally.

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

'' That and more. I think I wan na do this again. '' He reached over to apply my deflating cock 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 cock. It 's just perfect for my mouth. ``

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

'' Seven inches. tinker's dam man, you had almost all of it in your mouth ! ``

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

'' certainly thing ! ``

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

* * * The next day * * *

I woke up with a grinning on my face. 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 and I was glad it turned out well. In fact, thinking about last dark was making me strong again. I think I 'll remember Tim 's mouth on me and rub one out. Good way to get going the day .