First Time

I had thought of boys for a long time. I once was picked up hitch hiking. The driver kept stroking my leg and saying he had a party to go to and did I want to go as well. I was only 15 so I bailed. Now I regret it. I was frightened of what people would say...will say as only my girlfriend knows the truth. I was always reading porn and found my eyes were always drawn to the cock. And if it happened to be uncut and the head was just peeking out I would shoot a load right up to my face. So I was always looking but never following through when I made contact. In fact there were a few guys I left with them holding their cocks in their hands. Eventually I tired of turning a way. I was at a book store in Windsor leafing through some porn when a young guy about my age I think I was 27 at the time. He stopped next to me reached in front of me and chose a gay mag. Not sure where I got the nerve but I reached out and grabbed a different gay mag. Standing there I was able to take him in and see if I liked what I saw. He was tall dark thinning hair, skinny not bad looking. Once again I found myself leaving without making contact. He followed me out of the store. He cut down an alley as I headed for my truck. Driving towards the river and I turned a corner and there he was hitching a ride and suddenly I pulled up and he jumped in. My heart was pounding just like it is now as I remember our first meet. He told me I had been cruising and I was blown a way as he was right. We talked as I drove him to his apartment. He invited me in but I declined due to work. As I drove off I was a bit disgusted with myself. Was I ever going to grow a pair and just do this? So I circled the block entered the lobby and found his full name on the apartment listings. Work needed to be completed so I headed out. It was a good thing as it turned out because I was able to calm myself down and realize that I had a golden opportunity. I liked the look of the guy he was open and honest and straight forward. So when work was over I found his umber in the phone book and called. He was home. I apologized for leaving. I explained why and he understood. The more we talked the more I wished I was back in the city. We exchanged numbers and I vowed to myself I would follow through. Next time I was in the city I went to his work He was getting off in about 45 minutes It was along 45 minutes. I fought the same inner battle that I always did. Do I stay or go? This time I stayed. We met up and headed to his apartment. He lived on the top floor on the climb he was explaining that his neighbors were hardly ever home. As he opened the door I went to my knees and reached for his crotch. I thought he might pull back and motion me inside but he didn't. I opened his jeans and pulled down his underwear. I reached in and for the first time I had my hand wrapped around another cock. When I finally freed it from the cotton home I staring at a far larger cock than I had ever seen. I remember stroking it slowly while I just stared. My mouth must have been open because when I felt his hand on the back of my head I felt move forward slowly then I felt the head against my lips. I held him there knowing that I could still back out if I wanted but suddenly I thought it is now or never. I didn't want it to be never. As I opened my mouth and slid his gorgeous cock in two thoughts struck me. First the head of his cock was so soft and the shaft in my hand was so fucking hard. And the other was since I have never done this before I hope I was doing okay. Not long after he made a grunting sound pulled his cock out of my mouth stroked it three times and pushed back into my mouth as he blew his load. With his hands on my head I had no choice but to swallow. That day was a day of firsts. I stood and he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deep. Over the next five years we met as often as time would allow. I never did get to hang with him as I was married and not wanting to be outed by a mistake. Eventually I moved to another are about ten hours a way. He called me once and told me I was the only guy he cared about. I missed him. Not only was he a good sex partner but he was a good guy to be around. I have sucked quite a few dicks over the year and they have all been fun. I will never forget that cock and the way it tasted, the feel of cum dripping down my chin and the way we made out before and after we were finished.