Remembering that first time

I was thinking about writing a new blog entry and been wanting to write about my first time with another guy, sucking on him until ... but I don't want to get to ahead of myself, so I will just go ahead and start writing this entry. I hope you enjoy it and maybe it gets you nice and warm between your legs and when you reach down to touch, find yourself nice and hard.

So, this isn't really the first time I jacked another guy off, or even the first time I took a cock in my mouth, those were a few years earlier and at a local video place that had booths with glory holes. That is altogether another entry, to write about how anxious and nervous I was, how those first few times I would just jerk off knowing someone could be or was watching through the hole, that first time a finger came through, telling me they were watching and wanted more, and that first time a cock came through offering me more. No, this is about the first time I knew I wanted more, I wanted to see the guy I was stroking and eventually sucking, let him see me too. And yes, I was very excited but also very nervous as I drove to a place I knew guys parked and waited for others to do stuff with.

I drove around the little block a few times, I guess it was like cruising, looking at the parked cars and also some of the guys standing out by them. I didn't think I was actually going to be able to pull into a spot and go ahead with this. I didn't know how it would work. But I am glad I did. I had seen this one guy, close to my age where others seemed a bit older, sitting in his car as I slowed down and passed several times and saw him looking at me as I did, he seemed nice and so I decided I would park next to him. At first I just sat in my car and he did too. I didn't look over to see if he was looking towards me but somehow felt he was. I was tingling inside and afraid to get out and go over to him, kind of hoping he would approach me, but he didn't. Somehow I got the courage to get out and walk over to his window that was down and realized mine wasn't so maybe that was why he didn't come over. He looked up at me and asked how I was doing. Nervously I answered and we started talking. He made me feel comfortable, I guess as comfortable as I could be standing out there next to his car. And as we talked I notice he was kind of touching himself a little through his pants and noticed he was definitely hard. He caught my eye looking down and asked if I wanted to come in the car for a better view.

I told him I had never done this before, but had given it a lot, really lots of lots of thought, and I wanted to go to a hotel and get a room. I told him I wasn't interested in more than touching and sucking, but I didn't want to do it here in parking area. I told him I had even picked out a hotel and we could drive there,in separate cars if he wanted to. He wasn't sure at first, but then decided why not.

I stopped just before the hotel and told him I wanted him to wait there for a few short minutes, I wanted to go to my house that was close by for something and I would be right back. He was a little surprised by the request but agreed and told me he would go ahead and register and pay for a room for us. I raced back to my house, almost as fast as my heart was racing, and changed into a pair of red silk boxers. I have no idea why I had them or why I wanted to wear them, I guess I just wanted to be sexy for him.

When I came back he was in the hotel parking lot standing by his car and told me the room was all set. We went in and sat down on the couch in the room, as he got a little jr. suite place. I kept telling him how nervous I was and scared, and he told me he could tell and that he would be gentle and go slow, doing only what I was ok with. His caressing my shoulder and thighs was calming me down, or really getting me more excited. As he started unbuttoning my shirt, he asked if we could kiss, mouth to mouth, but I told him I didn't want to do that and he as he opened my shirt revealing my chest and erect nipples, which his hand moved to play with lightly, he asked about kissing them and around my neck. I agreed and it felt so good having him lean, his warm breath on my neck and then his tongue and lips, while his hand teased my nipple. My hands instinctively reached out to hold him and also to steady myself as we leaned back on the couch.

I reached down and unbuttoned my jeans and tried to slide them down while he was partly on top of me, still kissing around my neck, and somehow, I don't know when, but my hands had moved to his hips and were moving toward his thighs, as my legs wrapped partly around one of his legs and I was grinding and humping in to him. He sat back and told me we had better slow down or for sure one of us was going to end up coming and he wanted to really enjoy me for a bit longer. He asked if we wanted to go to the bed and of course I said yes. I stood and helped him off with his pants and saw the briefs he was wearing was full of a very hard stiff cock. My hand reached out tentatively to caress it through his undies as he pulled down my jeans. I still remember his reaction to my boxers. He was kind of surprised that I was wearing them and almost made me feel bad for having them on as he joked a little about how I must have been wanting this to be special. But when I felt his hand on my cock through those boxers and his tongue and lips on my nipple I forgot all about it. He lightly squeezed my cock and gave it a little stroke and it slipped out the opening to stand fully hard and engorged, bouncing ever so slightly as it was still trying to grow even more. We moved to the bed and worked our bottoms off and I helped him off with his shirt.

I really liked the way it felt when he was kissing my nipples so I leaned in and did the same to him, while I looked down his body at his hard cock. I felt his hand on the back of my head, lightly teasing through my hair and heard him moan as my hand went down to wrap my fingers around his cock and lightly begin stroking it. I loved the feel of it in my hand, how warm it was, the way I could see his legs start to part a little, and the feeling of him teasing at my hair and moaning more. I don't think he pushed or applied any pressure on my head for me to move down, but if he had I would have been good with that. His cock was drawing me to it and I knew I wanted to be closer so I kissed my way down his chest and stomach and was just enjoying feeling his stomach tighten a little as I did, watching my hand slide up and down his shaft to the top of his balls and then back up. I was taking in the smell of him and could feel his warmth as I got closer to him.

As I said before, I had sucked a few cocks before,but always through a gh, but this was different. It felt like I was so much more experiencing it - I guess because I was. My own cock was raging hard and as leaned up to kneel next to him laying on the bed so I could lower my mouth to him, my cock pressed up into him. I was looking up at him looking back down at me - I can still remember the site. I imagined what he was thinking as he watched me looking at my hand stroking his cock, looking up at him laying there naked on his back, seeing my cock slightly touching his side and stomach, thinking about me, watching me, exploring for the first time like this and that he was getting to share in the experience, in my enthusiasm and lust for his cock, to touch and stroke a guy, feeling and squeezing it, hard, but still a little soft and spongy like, so hot.

I leaned down closer and opened my mouth, looking up at him the whole time, slowly kept softly stroking and pointing his cock to my approaching lips. I stopped just before. It was totally silent, I could hear my heart beating. I lowered my head just a little more, still looking up at him, and we both moaned, softly escaping, as my tongue moved forward and welcomed him into my warm wet mouth, my lips wrapping around him and sliding a little down his shaft to me my hand, his head fully inside my mouth, my tongue moving around it. I watched his eyes close a little and his head roll back and began to focus on his cock, bobbing on it, trying to comprehend the way it felt, how thick it was, how heavy it was full and throbbing a bit, how hot it was.
My other hand had moved up and was teasing at his nipples and then started moving down his stomach, knowing I wanted to play with his balls some too. And when I got there he moaned again and said that felt really nice. He continued to give me small little verbal feedback and encouragement and that turned me on even more. I was looking up at him and seeing him looking down at me as I went at his cock, stroking it as I tried taking more of him into my mouth when he did something that rocked my world. I watched as his eyes moved from looking at me, following my body that was curled up next to his down to my cock. At the same time I saw his hand move from resting on his belly toward me and then I felt his hand on me. He was stroking me, watching his hand wrapped around my cock moving up and down, rolling all the way up to play with my head, covering it with my foreskin and teasing away. I followed his eyes and hand with my eyes too. watched him slowly jacking me off while I was going down on his cock. It was so incredibly hot watching him watching himself do that, thinking that maybe he was thinking same thing I was thinking - this must look so damn hot if you were standing looking at us on the bed. I just started loosing control, I was moaning away on his cock and increasing the tempo of my strokes as I jerked him off into my mouth, he was following my pace and speeding up as I was. But I noticed I was getting out of synch, I was sucking and going deeper and kept bumping into my hand stroking up. I kept looking up at him in between looking at his hand jerking me. Actually too good and I was close to totally loosing control and my ability to concentrate on his cock and also knew I was getting close to cumming. So I reached my hand out, touching his and following a few strokes of my cock with him and then gently pulled him away from me. I didn't want to do that, and don't think he wanted me to, but he understood that he would have had me cumming and he didn't really want that, at least not just yet anyway.

His hand now off my cock, my rhythm got back and I was taken more and more of him in my mouth, getting very close to gagging myself, but I couldn't help it. I just really wanted more of that cock. I would also stop for a bit when I bobbed back up to suck at and lick his head. Also, now that his hand wasn't stroking and teasing me, it was free to come back and rest on my head. It felt so good there, that light pressure, another way of encouraging me and telling me what a good job I was doing sucking on him. That was one way, the moans another, and then there was the fact that I could feel him moving a bit, lightly thrusting a bit and his body starting to tense some. I was enjoying tasting his precum and knew he was getting very close to cumming. i was planning to keep going. To stay sucking him and let his warm creamy cum shoot into my mouth, coating my tongue and throat with his hot thick jizz, but then I felt him pull my head up a little as he started to tell me he was very close to cumming. He wanted to stop me so he could ask what I wanted - did I want to let him cum in my mouth or did I want to finish him by jerking him off and watching and feeling him shoot.

I know I really wanted to keep going, but now that I stopped, I began to think about what it would be like to jerk him off, feeling him pulsing and shooting as I did and as I watched. That is what I chose to do. I wish I let him cum in my mouth, but I didn't. It was still so incredible and intimate and so good for him and me though. I went back to stroking him, now my mouth and tongue were focused on kissing around and under his balls, back up to around his tummy and some on his shaft since his cock was right there by my face as I jerked him. And then it started. That moment when his balls tightened, his cock swelled a bit more, his stomach and body tensed and all the while my face was right next to his cock as it started to spurt. And that is how it started. It was like two or three small spurts, shooting, flying out of his head and then the real big cum shots began as I stroked away. I leaned back so I could watch better as I stroked him and I think that sight was even more erotic to him - me sitting back, my cock bouncing wildly, hard with excitement and lust, and my hand wrapped around his cock as I watched him cumming and cumming more.

He totally coated his stomach and chest. And I milked his cock even more as it started to soften, lost in the feeling of holding a semi hard cock, warm creamy cum oozing out of it and coating my fingers and hand too. And listening and watching him moan softly and smile in appreciation and bliss.

A few more moments of this and then he was up to go wash off a little, telling me to stay where I was at, he was really looking forward to what he was going to be able to do next. And that will have to be another entry. I came twice writing this and probably need to review and rewrite it to make it better, because I know I was very distracted recalling all of this that seems like it was just the other day.