An old married man's first time.

So many years I have been curious. Curious to experience cock and man on man passion. Older now and less tied down by life and it's expectations, it was time to explore the fantasy.

I began my journey by looking online, dating sites and chat rooms. It was such a thrill. Communicating with other guys about our shared desires. I had not been that turned on and hard in such a long time. It felt so good. I felt younger, I felt alive. Pulse racing and cock throbbing, I knew more than ever, that I had to pursue this and experience this.

Hot talk, dirty talk, men telling how how they would like to suck me and taste my cum. Sexy men telling me how they would love to have me pleasure them and feed me their jizz. It felt so good to stroke myself as we talking and I surprised myself by also telling them about it. Telling them how hard my cock was and how turned on they were making me. Admitting my desires, out loud, to other men. Thrilling. "Taste your cum for me," one guy wrote. "Slide a cum covered finger in ass," said another. "I wish I could lick that off you!" Horny men, all wanting sex, all wanting cock. Amazing.

It all lead to me posting a personal ad. Armed with lust, fueled by so much desire, I posted pictures of myself, nude. I came so hard thinking about all the horny guys that would see me, maybe even want me. I tasted my cum, dreaming it was my man's. Dreaming I had made him cum. Dreaming he had shot it all over me. I think I was becoming addicted to the taste, to the sensation, to the thoughts of the act of loving and pleasuring men. I imagined what my first time would be like and who it might be with. Older and hairy, smooth and hung? All were a turn on.

One thing I knew, be honest with myself and others about what it exactly was I was into and interested in. I had fantasies, but exactly what I was looking for and what my role would be, I was not 100 percent sure. I had zero experience. I wrote that I would like to give and get oral, maybe give a rim job. I loved eating ass, I always had. Nothing was more of a turn on for me. Rimming a guy, I was sure, would only be that much more exciting. Oh, how thinking about it all made me crazy with lust.Thankfully, my raging hard on and cock sucking urges did not have to wait long. I got responses to my ad right away.

Seeing the pictures men had sent me only heightened my desires. Gorgeous, hanging cock, rock hard erect cock, big cock and small cock. All so sexy. All made my mind race. It was another married man's reponse that grabbed me first. It was not only his sexy photos, but his words. His desire to introduce me to the pleasures that only two men, together, could know. Two men, nude, exploring and pleasuring each other. The excitement of being on one's knees, knowing he would soon taste cock. Knowing his place there was to pleasure that cock and to make it explode in orgasm. I loved that. I wanted to experience that. I decided he would be my first. My first man, my first cock, my first encounter.

The possibilites of our first meet dominated my thoughts. I was so nervous, yet so sure. I wanted this, I needed this. The hours before were spent watching hypno, trainer, sissy and blowjob porn. The images of cock, lips on cock and cocks cumming whipped me into a frenzy. A cock lust frenzy. Desire over ruled any nervousness or doubt. I got in my car and drove to meet him.

This first meet would be a car date, we had agreed. Both married, the joy having each other in a bed would have to wait for now. We also agreed, this being my first time, that this meet should be about my long lasting lust. My need and want to suck cock. Just driving to our meet spot, just knowing what could be in store, had me feeling as if on the edge of orgasm. Amazing how lust and anticipation can be so powerful, so all consuming. Amazing how the lure and taboo of man on man sex could be so thrilling. Whipped into a frenzy, I thought about kissing, his mouth on mine. I thought about sucking, and licking cock and even moaning for it. I thought about swallowing. I thought about making another man cum. I thought about letting him fill my cock and cum starved mouth.

At our predetermined spot, I saw his car. What a strange moment it was, getting out of my car and walking to his. I would be getting into the passenger seat with the sole purpose and understanding that I would be giving him a blowjob. There would never be a doubt as to how this happened. I would never be able to wish it or explain it away with an excuse. I could never be able to say I was drunk or "it just sort of happened." What a strange and incredible moment. Admitting it to him, admitting it to myself, admitting my lust for cock. There he was, right here and right now. Oh, how I have wanted and craved this.

I opened his car's door and sat down. He was older, like me and also just a regular looking, regular acting guy, like me. I thought I might be more nervous, but putting my hand on his thigh felt so easy, so natural and so right. Touching his thigh was a rush, it was thrilling! I didn't know how this was going to happen, only that I knew I wanted it to. When he started to undo his pants, everything fell into place. It felt so wonderful to be leaning over towards his cock. It felt so natural. I felt so sexy. Fuck, my mouth was only inches from dick. So close now, after so much fantasy and so much yearning. How could cock look this gorgeous? How could it look his invitng?

After so many yesrs of denying myself the pleasure, my curiousity, my lust had brought me to the point of worshipping. All that fantasy, desire and lust. The object of it all only inches away. All these thoughts flashed in an instant as I leaned in and pressed my lips to his shaft. I kissed his soft dick and became intoxicated. The sensation, the thrill, the pleasure... so intoxicating. I kissed his cock. I wanted too. I loved it. Oh, how good it felt on my lips to feel it swell, harden and move. Oh, how good it felt to finally give into my lust. How good it felt to know the sensation, the emotion that came with pleasuring another man.

Gorgeous, hard dick on my lips. It felt so firm, yet so soft and so right! Instinctively, my lips wrapped around his throbbing tip. Instinctively, I moaned as my lips slid down his veiny shaft. I was sucking cock. I was a cock sucker and it was every bit as incredible and wonderful as I had imagined. Hard dick, filling my mouth and pressing against the back of my throat. Yes, let it fill me, let it use me. Opening my throat now, taking that amazing hard cock even deeper now. He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed down, encouraging even more cock down my throat and it made my own cock leak. If he pushed down harder, I thought he might even make me cum! "Mmmm" I moaned on his cock and started sucking hard on his head. I wanted his cum. I wanted that load. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to know the joy lf making a man orgasm. I stroked him now, still sucking hard on his cock's head. That wonderful, cock's engorged head. Yes, I want your cum! I would of told him, I would of freely admitted it. His breathing quickened, my excitment grew. His touch, his need, his own moans now. Breathing even harder, quicker, almost panting, his body tense, quivering. His moan and then the warm rush! The incredible rush of his warm semen. The sensation of feeling it fill my mouth. The taste, tasting another man's seed. The indescribable thrill. The addictive act, the addictive flavor. Yes, I swallowed it. I swallowed his cum.

So intoxicating, such a powerful feeling. My brain seemed to tingle as his sperm coated my throat. I even felt an over whelming desire to thank him.

To be continued...