When did you first know?
When did you first know? When did you first know that you craved sex with another boy or with another man? The stories are so varied, yet so many share similarities. I love to hear to them, most are erotic and lust filled tales of discovery. The sensual first encounters of youth, college aged curiousity, or a middle aged longing, they all share that same, incredible excitement. Seeing other naked boys in the school locker room. Maybe feeeling a stir within, that you did not yet quite understand. Thinking about it, late at night and becoming aroused. Maybe, an older boy, whom you felt drawn to. His touch seemed to make your whole body tingle. Could it of been a horny need for release as a young man? A college room mate, perhaps. Both curious, both sharing a bed for the first time. An older man, craving the manly touch of another. Wondering what it would be like. Older now, wanting to experience it. Wanting to touch him, as well.
For me, I think it was when I touched an older man's cock for the first time. I had never felt more aroused. My cock became so rock hard and throbbed so intensely. That, however, is a story for later.
A reader told me that he had been curious. He was young and had started to explore his sexuality with a friend. He found his friend's cock so alluring when it was soft and so exciting when it was hard. At first, it was to be mutual. They would take turns touching and stroking each other. He knew quickly that it would not be enough, though. He longed to feel it in his mouth...
"We went out, behind the trees that first time. I thought it was just a young curiousity, but I seemed to want it so badly, even then. Undressing, my eyes were drawn to his cock, embarrassingly so, I thought. I just could not look away. We both got naked. I felt light headed with anticipation. We both got so hard, so quickly. Probably, both just so desperate to be touched. But, I think it was getting to touch him that made me the most excitied. Even more so than him touching me. Gosh, his cock felt so good. So firm and warm, I loved how he trembled when I started to stroke it. We both did. He started to stroke me, too. What a sight it must of been! Two young boys, our naked bodies in the warm sun as it streamed down through the leaves of the trees, that summer day. How erotic and sexy. Our thin, fit bodies shaking as we held each other's cocks. Somehow, we agreed to experiment more. The only sound when I kneeled down was the rustling of the leaves under my knees. I felt my whole body tingle when I touched my lips to his erection. It was simply amazing to me. I seemed to love it immediately. I took it into my mouth. It tasted and felt wonderful, immediately so addictive. It was just the biggest turn on. In the days and weeks that followed. I began to know for sure, that I simply wanted more. That I loved sucking cock."
Similar was another, "My friend and I just liked to get off. One would do it for the other amd vice versa. Then, I started to crave the act of making him cum and tasting his cum. I realized that it was what I craved the most. I tried to hide just how much I loved sucking his cock. Careful not to seem too eager, careful not to show how gay I was for it. Back then, no one wanted to labeled, so we just hid it and pretended. Running my tongue along his cock's head, I just could not resist, feeling it, tasting it. I knew we were pressed for time, but I wanted it so badly. I wanted to feel him cum. I just seemed to crave cum, more than I could let on. He said we had to go, we had to stop. In desperation, I cupped and caressed and stroked his tight balls and sucked him harder, hoping to coax out his cum. To bring him to another addictive orgasm. I think I might of known before, but now I could not hide it. I loved sucking cock and tasting cum. It was actually wonderful, though. It opened the door for me to pleasure him as much as I wanted. It opened the door and was sort of freeing. How could I deny that I loved it when I was stroking and sucking his balls? Anything to please him and to make him cum? Now, he could just lay back and let me take care of him. Let me do what I loved. I became bolder in my pursuit, also. As he leaned against the back of his bed frame one afternoon, I licked his shaft, I sucked his full, sensitive balls. His legs opened, I put my hands under his thighs and pushed them up towards his chest, exposing his gorgeous, tight, little asshole. It just looked so beautiful to me, so inviting. I got down low and lapped at it. What a thrilling and erotic moment! Just amazing, just such an incredible turn on. The delicate folds, the little bit of hair surrounding it, framing it. Yea, I knew I was totally gay!" I licked and sucked and pleasured him for hours, on some days. Some days more than once! Always making him cry out and tremble, in the throes of orgasm! I loved it, he loved it, what an amazing time!"
"For me, I had experiemented with gay sex before, a few times," another young man told me. "They were always so intense and amazing experiences, but they were just for fun. Horny explorations of horny guys. Yet, after each one of those encounters, I seemed to crave the next one more and more. Beyond that, I started to crave even more intimacy, I guess. I, for sure, started to crave what some might say were even kinkier explorations with them. It all grew and evovled. I began to crave it more and more. There were girls, from time to time, but my lusts for guys, for cock, never left, they only increased. Finding guy's, going down on them, rimming them. I began to absolutey love giving rimjobs. My cock would edge and drip precum. They seemed to love it, too. Often times reaching back and pushing my face deeper, harder, between their ass cheeks. Hairy asses, smooth asses, fuck, all of them. I would moan at the sensation, the amazing flavor. I guess that was when I knew that I loved gay sex. It was just so kinky and exciting"
Another was similar in that he had early experiences, too. " I guess I kind of got seduced. Maybe, more accurately, I let myself become seduced. I couldn't believe the way his touch made me feel. I felt weak, like putty in his hands. His hand on my thigh seemed charged with electricity! I felt light headed, dizzy even. A tingle ran through my whole body. I couldn't speak, I couldn't think, I just knew that he was making me feel incredible and I did not want it, what ever it was, to stop. He moved his hand to my crotch and I could feel myself melting into the car's seat. He freed my cock, I looked down, watching his hands and saw it spring out, rock hard. Oh, he could make me so hard! I had no inhabitions left. I sat there and let him give me the most amazing and intense orgasm of my young life. I filled his warm, wet, wonderful mouth with stream after stream of white hot cum and he swallowed it all. As if he accepted and wanted all of me, all that I could give him. I think I fell into some sort of love with him that night. Other encounters with him were filled with the same amazing, intense feelings. The tingle that raced through me at his touch. How instantly hard I would get. I found quickly that I wanted to please him, also. Soon, I discovered the euphoric feeling of sucking his big cock. Nothing in my young life had been more thrilling. Soon, there was nothing that I desired more. I just wanted his cock so much, to suck it and make it cum. Such amazing memories! Spending the good part of a day naked and in bed with him. Another wonderful first for me. I found his body beautiful. I found that I loved to be pressed up against him, on him. Feeling all of him, as he felt all of me. Caressing, petting, making love. It was years later, but looking back, that was when I first knew."
"For me, it was finding a friend in college, for sure. I was away from home, I could finally explore my desires. It was the most wonderful time and the most wonderful relationship. Best friends and lovers. I think I knew right away, having him inside me. Feeling his weight, feeling the impact of his thrusts. I knew I just wanted him like that, always... He was so handsome. We met outside a class, after an instruction. Do you just know sometimes that a person is more than meets the eye? Right away, we both seemed to be looking for ways to spend time with each other. To be alone, at night, with each other. That first time, it was a late night study session. I can remember how nervous I was, yet thilled to have him so close. I had been hoping for this. Trying to be casual, yet finding reasons to brush up against him, or lean over on him. Just so nerve wracking and at the same time, exciting! Our hands began to find each other, coming to rest against a thigh or forearm. That dizzy, light headed feeling, it was so intoxicating. He was hard and shifted in his seat. I knew it, I had never been so turned on. We both knew it, but nervously seemd to be waiting for someone to make the first move. Touching each other's cocks, under the table. Feeling it's warmth, every detail and inch. The feeling that came over me was indescribable. One of elation and desire. It was like opening a flood gate, we had sex constantly after that! Holding him, feeling his hot breath on my neck as he released inside me. The warm, addictive flow of cum filling me. It has a power to it, I have no doubt. I never wanted that amazing feeling to end."
"I had been thinking about it, secretly. Wondering what it would be like, craving it. One night, I was out with friends and I caught the gaze of a guy from across the bar. The most amazing, yet strange feeling came over me. I don't know how to explain it, perhaps some subconcious knowledge of what was to come. After we all left, it was all I could thing about and quickly went back, hoping that he would still be there. He was, we both knew, we left together. In the dark parking lot, breathless and so turned on, we rubbed each other's cocks through our pants. He felt amazing! I still get hard thinking about it. Maybe, you always remember your first. It was just so sexy and thrilling. A little drunk, we kissed, like it was the most natural thing in the world. I had never kisseed a guy before. It was just so erotic! Moaning, our tongues touching, my heart raced as I freed his hard dick and felt for the first time. The urgency I felt, there was nothing that I wanted more than to feel him in my mouth. It was absolutely incredible! The thrill of it all! I made him cum, it was all so addictive! The very next time that I was with a girl, that's when I knew. Kissing her and sliding my hand between her legs, becoming so disappointed that there was not a cock there. That's when I knew."
One told me that he had always desired to be intimate with other men, but waited until he was older. "Sometimes, to be honest, I just wanted to suck cock so badly. Watching porn, imagining that it was me. I knew that I would rather be the one giving, than getting. I knew that I wanted to be the "girl" in those scenes. Pleasuring, big, seductive cocks to orgasms. I did not act on it until I was older, however. After I had lived my life the way I thought I should, I finally was free and able to live it the way I wanted. We met online, I was so excited, I had wanted this for so long. Going down on him that first time. How I had thought about what it would be like, how I had dreamed of it, but the real thing was actually even so much better!"
"I had always been kind of insatiable. Even at a young age, masturbating three times a day. I think it started when I discovered some adult magazines. My eyes pored over the pictures of beautiful girls, but was immediately drawn to the images of men's cocks. They looked so alluring to me, right away. So young, but already wondering what it would be like to touch one, like the girls in the magazine did. The lust in their eyes, I felt it too. It was not long after that I also discovered that pursuing girls usually only ended up in frustration. Boys, boys were more simple. Boys were more wonderful. That is getting ahead of myself though. Back to the start. back to the time of my first experience. It was a sleep over at a friend's house. Laying there, all I coulld think about was how badly I wanted to touch him. To feel and know what touching a cock was like. The urge was so overpowering. Overwhelming my scared nerves and fears with lust, I slowly, quietly, cautiously moved to him. I felt his dick through his pajama bottoms. It was euphoric! I was so enthralled and turned on. His dick felt so wonderfully thick. I knew that I had to experience more! Lightly tugging on his bottoms, carefully lifting them off of him and down, exposing him. I freed the head of his cock. Pointed and muuch smaller than his thick shaft, it simply looked amazing, beautiful even. The perfect object of my young lust. I touched it, warm and firm. Nothing else mattered, not nerves, not anything else, but putting my eager mouth on him. Oh, the way it felt on my lips. My head was spinning! My pulse racing! I just had to know. I just had to experience it. I slipped the head of his dick between my lips and gently sucked on it! My own cock throbbed and felt incredibly on edge. Then, he stirred and turned his head, reality set in. I layed back down, afraid to get caught. With the thought of it, the addictive flavor on my tongue, I stroked myself all night until the sun came up. That was it, I was so hooked!"
My own moment, like I mentioned earlier, happened with an older man, like others in this story. It felt so good to have him touch me. Honestly, he had a way of making my head spin and my body tremble. Edging me, over and over with his mouth, taking my to the point of begging. He just made me so curious. I wanted to please him, as he pleasured me. I told him that I wanted to see him. I asked him to take his cock out for me. Can you even imagine how turned on and bold it was for a young shy teen to be so forward? Can you imagined the lust, the urge that it would take? I told him that I wanted to touch him. He had just given me another Earth shattering orgasm. I just wanted him to cum too, I guess. I wanted to thank him, in an intimate way, I think. My eyes went wide at that first sight of him. His cock looked beautiful, dark and massive. It simply took my breath away. Seeing him, it made me feel weak for it, as if there was no resisting it's power, it's draw. It was the most sexual moment. A moment of lust and my realization of that lust. I wrapped my fingers around his girthy shaft. As soon as I touched him, I became rock hard again. He had just made me cum, now, moments later, I was harder than I had ever ben. He noticed it, too. How could I deny his cocks's affect on me? It felt so incredible, so perfect, in my hand. I stroked him and felt a sticky, slick drop of precum form at his tip. Know that I had never kissed a guy, I had hardly kissed that many girls. I never thought that I would ever do it, I never thought for a moment that I would like it. It was not something guys did, even guys experiementing with gay sex and pleasuring each other. As I stroked his big cock, my mind, my senses, absolutely became overwhelmed. My brain dizzy, just swimming. In that moment, he pushed his big tongue into my mouth. I was so shocked at first, but helpless. Then, I just completely gave into it. Giving into all of it. We kissed, we made out. It became one of the best parts of our times together. Kissing, stroking each other's cocks. I have the best memories of those early encounters. Those early, amazing gay encounters.
When did you know? When did you know that you loved cock or loved having sex with other boys/men?
For me, I think it was when I touched an older man's cock for the first time. I had never felt more aroused. My cock became so rock hard and throbbed so intensely. That, however, is a story for later.
A reader told me that he had been curious. He was young and had started to explore his sexuality with a friend. He found his friend's cock so alluring when it was soft and so exciting when it was hard. At first, it was to be mutual. They would take turns touching and stroking each other. He knew quickly that it would not be enough, though. He longed to feel it in his mouth...
"We went out, behind the trees that first time. I thought it was just a young curiousity, but I seemed to want it so badly, even then. Undressing, my eyes were drawn to his cock, embarrassingly so, I thought. I just could not look away. We both got naked. I felt light headed with anticipation. We both got so hard, so quickly. Probably, both just so desperate to be touched. But, I think it was getting to touch him that made me the most excitied. Even more so than him touching me. Gosh, his cock felt so good. So firm and warm, I loved how he trembled when I started to stroke it. We both did. He started to stroke me, too. What a sight it must of been! Two young boys, our naked bodies in the warm sun as it streamed down through the leaves of the trees, that summer day. How erotic and sexy. Our thin, fit bodies shaking as we held each other's cocks. Somehow, we agreed to experiment more. The only sound when I kneeled down was the rustling of the leaves under my knees. I felt my whole body tingle when I touched my lips to his erection. It was simply amazing to me. I seemed to love it immediately. I took it into my mouth. It tasted and felt wonderful, immediately so addictive. It was just the biggest turn on. In the days and weeks that followed. I began to know for sure, that I simply wanted more. That I loved sucking cock."
Similar was another, "My friend and I just liked to get off. One would do it for the other amd vice versa. Then, I started to crave the act of making him cum and tasting his cum. I realized that it was what I craved the most. I tried to hide just how much I loved sucking his cock. Careful not to seem too eager, careful not to show how gay I was for it. Back then, no one wanted to labeled, so we just hid it and pretended. Running my tongue along his cock's head, I just could not resist, feeling it, tasting it. I knew we were pressed for time, but I wanted it so badly. I wanted to feel him cum. I just seemed to crave cum, more than I could let on. He said we had to go, we had to stop. In desperation, I cupped and caressed and stroked his tight balls and sucked him harder, hoping to coax out his cum. To bring him to another addictive orgasm. I think I might of known before, but now I could not hide it. I loved sucking cock and tasting cum. It was actually wonderful, though. It opened the door for me to pleasure him as much as I wanted. It opened the door and was sort of freeing. How could I deny that I loved it when I was stroking and sucking his balls? Anything to please him and to make him cum? Now, he could just lay back and let me take care of him. Let me do what I loved. I became bolder in my pursuit, also. As he leaned against the back of his bed frame one afternoon, I licked his shaft, I sucked his full, sensitive balls. His legs opened, I put my hands under his thighs and pushed them up towards his chest, exposing his gorgeous, tight, little asshole. It just looked so beautiful to me, so inviting. I got down low and lapped at it. What a thrilling and erotic moment! Just amazing, just such an incredible turn on. The delicate folds, the little bit of hair surrounding it, framing it. Yea, I knew I was totally gay!" I licked and sucked and pleasured him for hours, on some days. Some days more than once! Always making him cry out and tremble, in the throes of orgasm! I loved it, he loved it, what an amazing time!"
"For me, I had experiemented with gay sex before, a few times," another young man told me. "They were always so intense and amazing experiences, but they were just for fun. Horny explorations of horny guys. Yet, after each one of those encounters, I seemed to crave the next one more and more. Beyond that, I started to crave even more intimacy, I guess. I, for sure, started to crave what some might say were even kinkier explorations with them. It all grew and evovled. I began to crave it more and more. There were girls, from time to time, but my lusts for guys, for cock, never left, they only increased. Finding guy's, going down on them, rimming them. I began to absolutey love giving rimjobs. My cock would edge and drip precum. They seemed to love it, too. Often times reaching back and pushing my face deeper, harder, between their ass cheeks. Hairy asses, smooth asses, fuck, all of them. I would moan at the sensation, the amazing flavor. I guess that was when I knew that I loved gay sex. It was just so kinky and exciting"
Another was similar in that he had early experiences, too. " I guess I kind of got seduced. Maybe, more accurately, I let myself become seduced. I couldn't believe the way his touch made me feel. I felt weak, like putty in his hands. His hand on my thigh seemed charged with electricity! I felt light headed, dizzy even. A tingle ran through my whole body. I couldn't speak, I couldn't think, I just knew that he was making me feel incredible and I did not want it, what ever it was, to stop. He moved his hand to my crotch and I could feel myself melting into the car's seat. He freed my cock, I looked down, watching his hands and saw it spring out, rock hard. Oh, he could make me so hard! I had no inhabitions left. I sat there and let him give me the most amazing and intense orgasm of my young life. I filled his warm, wet, wonderful mouth with stream after stream of white hot cum and he swallowed it all. As if he accepted and wanted all of me, all that I could give him. I think I fell into some sort of love with him that night. Other encounters with him were filled with the same amazing, intense feelings. The tingle that raced through me at his touch. How instantly hard I would get. I found quickly that I wanted to please him, also. Soon, I discovered the euphoric feeling of sucking his big cock. Nothing in my young life had been more thrilling. Soon, there was nothing that I desired more. I just wanted his cock so much, to suck it and make it cum. Such amazing memories! Spending the good part of a day naked and in bed with him. Another wonderful first for me. I found his body beautiful. I found that I loved to be pressed up against him, on him. Feeling all of him, as he felt all of me. Caressing, petting, making love. It was years later, but looking back, that was when I first knew."
"For me, it was finding a friend in college, for sure. I was away from home, I could finally explore my desires. It was the most wonderful time and the most wonderful relationship. Best friends and lovers. I think I knew right away, having him inside me. Feeling his weight, feeling the impact of his thrusts. I knew I just wanted him like that, always... He was so handsome. We met outside a class, after an instruction. Do you just know sometimes that a person is more than meets the eye? Right away, we both seemed to be looking for ways to spend time with each other. To be alone, at night, with each other. That first time, it was a late night study session. I can remember how nervous I was, yet thilled to have him so close. I had been hoping for this. Trying to be casual, yet finding reasons to brush up against him, or lean over on him. Just so nerve wracking and at the same time, exciting! Our hands began to find each other, coming to rest against a thigh or forearm. That dizzy, light headed feeling, it was so intoxicating. He was hard and shifted in his seat. I knew it, I had never been so turned on. We both knew it, but nervously seemd to be waiting for someone to make the first move. Touching each other's cocks, under the table. Feeling it's warmth, every detail and inch. The feeling that came over me was indescribable. One of elation and desire. It was like opening a flood gate, we had sex constantly after that! Holding him, feeling his hot breath on my neck as he released inside me. The warm, addictive flow of cum filling me. It has a power to it, I have no doubt. I never wanted that amazing feeling to end."
"I had been thinking about it, secretly. Wondering what it would be like, craving it. One night, I was out with friends and I caught the gaze of a guy from across the bar. The most amazing, yet strange feeling came over me. I don't know how to explain it, perhaps some subconcious knowledge of what was to come. After we all left, it was all I could thing about and quickly went back, hoping that he would still be there. He was, we both knew, we left together. In the dark parking lot, breathless and so turned on, we rubbed each other's cocks through our pants. He felt amazing! I still get hard thinking about it. Maybe, you always remember your first. It was just so sexy and thrilling. A little drunk, we kissed, like it was the most natural thing in the world. I had never kisseed a guy before. It was just so erotic! Moaning, our tongues touching, my heart raced as I freed his hard dick and felt for the first time. The urgency I felt, there was nothing that I wanted more than to feel him in my mouth. It was absolutely incredible! The thrill of it all! I made him cum, it was all so addictive! The very next time that I was with a girl, that's when I knew. Kissing her and sliding my hand between her legs, becoming so disappointed that there was not a cock there. That's when I knew."
One told me that he had always desired to be intimate with other men, but waited until he was older. "Sometimes, to be honest, I just wanted to suck cock so badly. Watching porn, imagining that it was me. I knew that I would rather be the one giving, than getting. I knew that I wanted to be the "girl" in those scenes. Pleasuring, big, seductive cocks to orgasms. I did not act on it until I was older, however. After I had lived my life the way I thought I should, I finally was free and able to live it the way I wanted. We met online, I was so excited, I had wanted this for so long. Going down on him that first time. How I had thought about what it would be like, how I had dreamed of it, but the real thing was actually even so much better!"
"I had always been kind of insatiable. Even at a young age, masturbating three times a day. I think it started when I discovered some adult magazines. My eyes pored over the pictures of beautiful girls, but was immediately drawn to the images of men's cocks. They looked so alluring to me, right away. So young, but already wondering what it would be like to touch one, like the girls in the magazine did. The lust in their eyes, I felt it too. It was not long after that I also discovered that pursuing girls usually only ended up in frustration. Boys, boys were more simple. Boys were more wonderful. That is getting ahead of myself though. Back to the start. back to the time of my first experience. It was a sleep over at a friend's house. Laying there, all I coulld think about was how badly I wanted to touch him. To feel and know what touching a cock was like. The urge was so overpowering. Overwhelming my scared nerves and fears with lust, I slowly, quietly, cautiously moved to him. I felt his dick through his pajama bottoms. It was euphoric! I was so enthralled and turned on. His dick felt so wonderfully thick. I knew that I had to experience more! Lightly tugging on his bottoms, carefully lifting them off of him and down, exposing him. I freed the head of his cock. Pointed and muuch smaller than his thick shaft, it simply looked amazing, beautiful even. The perfect object of my young lust. I touched it, warm and firm. Nothing else mattered, not nerves, not anything else, but putting my eager mouth on him. Oh, the way it felt on my lips. My head was spinning! My pulse racing! I just had to know. I just had to experience it. I slipped the head of his dick between my lips and gently sucked on it! My own cock throbbed and felt incredibly on edge. Then, he stirred and turned his head, reality set in. I layed back down, afraid to get caught. With the thought of it, the addictive flavor on my tongue, I stroked myself all night until the sun came up. That was it, I was so hooked!"
My own moment, like I mentioned earlier, happened with an older man, like others in this story. It felt so good to have him touch me. Honestly, he had a way of making my head spin and my body tremble. Edging me, over and over with his mouth, taking my to the point of begging. He just made me so curious. I wanted to please him, as he pleasured me. I told him that I wanted to see him. I asked him to take his cock out for me. Can you even imagine how turned on and bold it was for a young shy teen to be so forward? Can you imagined the lust, the urge that it would take? I told him that I wanted to touch him. He had just given me another Earth shattering orgasm. I just wanted him to cum too, I guess. I wanted to thank him, in an intimate way, I think. My eyes went wide at that first sight of him. His cock looked beautiful, dark and massive. It simply took my breath away. Seeing him, it made me feel weak for it, as if there was no resisting it's power, it's draw. It was the most sexual moment. A moment of lust and my realization of that lust. I wrapped my fingers around his girthy shaft. As soon as I touched him, I became rock hard again. He had just made me cum, now, moments later, I was harder than I had ever ben. He noticed it, too. How could I deny his cocks's affect on me? It felt so incredible, so perfect, in my hand. I stroked him and felt a sticky, slick drop of precum form at his tip. Know that I had never kissed a guy, I had hardly kissed that many girls. I never thought that I would ever do it, I never thought for a moment that I would like it. It was not something guys did, even guys experiementing with gay sex and pleasuring each other. As I stroked his big cock, my mind, my senses, absolutely became overwhelmed. My brain dizzy, just swimming. In that moment, he pushed his big tongue into my mouth. I was so shocked at first, but helpless. Then, I just completely gave into it. Giving into all of it. We kissed, we made out. It became one of the best parts of our times together. Kissing, stroking each other's cocks. I have the best memories of those early encounters. Those early, amazing gay encounters.
When did you know? When did you know that you loved cock or loved having sex with other boys/men?
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