A Reader's Story. #10
I had asked reader's to share their first time experiences with me, so that I could pass them on, to you. I like thks reply from an older gentleman.
"Hi, Paul, love your stories and content. I wanted to share a little about the road that got me to where I am now. First, I never imagined it, second I never would of imagined where it would lead. I won't lie, I had always thought that cock was sexy and even attractive. I had never, I thought, would never do anything, however. I was not attracted to men, at all. Decades past and it felt like several lives were lived. In my forites at that time, I began to let that curiousity inside me grow. Before the web, if anyone wanted to see porn, they went to an abs or adult theater. Back then, everyone knew about the abs's and the stories of gloyholes in the video booth walls. The thought of not having to see anyone and to get to suck cock was a powerful incentive. I thought, "Just try it. Just get it out of your system." Let me state again, it was just about cock somehow, never about a man.
I drove several towns over, not wanting anyone to recognize me. It never dawned on me that other's might be doing the same. I bought the necessary tokens and stepped inside a booth and closed the door. I was so horny and excited! Both walls had cock sized cut outs. I thought, I would allow this one fantasy and then never think about it again. Still, I wasn't convinced that I would actually really go through with it. I put a video on the monitor. A beautiful woman sucking cock, so putting me even more in the mood! His hard, pulsing erection, her look of immense pleasure. A turn of the dail and two men appeared on the screen, kissing and holding each other's asses. I quickly turned to another video, put the hook was surprisngly set. I watched guy-girl for about thrity secondes before flipping back the the men, again. One was now on his knees. The sound of two men groaning filled my booth. He adored that cock, just like the woman had. Such lust and passion, could it really be that incredible? I watched, wide eyed and my cock throbbed in anticipation. Would I really go through with it, though?
I heard a video booth's door close. Was it the one next to mine? Quickly, a finger tip appeared and tapped on the edge of one of the holes cut into the wall. Was this the sign? I felt breathless! So much flashed through my brain. I reached out and held it between my thumb and forefinger, before gently pulling them away. Without thinking, I had just mimicked stroking a cock by caressing his finger. I could hear my heart beat pounding in my ears, as if the only sound, when his hard cock came through the hole. My mouth seemed to water and my heart skipped a beat. This dirty, seedy booth just became the most erotic, sexual place on Earth. I felt this incredibly powerful magnetic pull, as if I could not resist it. I felt so powerless to it's allure. I knealed onto the cum covered floor and licked the tip of his dick. I could feel my own precum making my cock and underwear wet. There was no denying the affect it was having on me. So veiny and well defined, it pulsed, such a thing of beauty. I slid my lips over it and felt the air leave my lungs and my eyes roll back into their sockets. I am not even sure how long I sucked his cock, seconds? Minutes? It was just this amazing blur of awakening and deep desire, even pleasure. Without any warning, the man on the other side of the wall came. I felt a rush of warm fluid and it's essence made my head swim! Cum spilled out the corners of my mouth, yet I did not stop. I sucked him, even moaning softly, so lost in the experience and pleasure of it. I sucked and licked him until he went wonderfully spent and soft and he pulled himself back through the hole. I honestly felt kind of drunk. Light headed, I had discovered a kind of euphoria.
I wiped cum from my chin and turned, just in time to see that someone in the other booth had been watching me. When his finger taped, I touched it. I couldn't even think straight. Another cock appeared, this one sticky and wet. So beautiful and alluring, so powerful and sexy as it glistened in the dim light from the video monitor. I could only guess he had used his precum as lube and was stroking himself as had watched. Again on my knees, I tasted his sweet, salty dick. Who knew how wonderful cum could be? He came so quickly, but I loved every, single second. Like the first, I slid my lips along his length and licked and sucked it until he too, pulled it away, spent and satisfied.
I sat for several minutes. Reality slowly began to creep back in. I waited, not wanting anyone to see me, but also just to compose myself. Half trying to process what had just happened. Half not believing that it was real. I felt as if in a haze. A cock and cum filled haze.
In the weeks and months that followed, there was no denying how much I had loved it. I tried, but whoever said that it was incredibly addictive was correct. I could and would deny it, but the urges were never going to go away. In fact, they only got stronger. So much stronger. I only wanted more. I craved another cock. My thoughts expanded. Could I actually be with a man? Did I actually want to? The questions raced through my mind daily. I searched out and found sex personal newspapers. (They had them back then) Just to look around, I'd never really, actually, meet anyone, I told myself. I found an ad for male on male, gay massage. I debated about it internally for days before I ended up calling the number. The urge and curiousity was overwhelming. I told him it would be my first time. He asked if I wanted the boyfriend experience. I wasn't even sure what that meant, but I instinctively said yes, anyways.
When I arrived, I was surprisingly, hardly even nervous. I think I needed to know. Was the experience at the abs really who I was now? Had it changed me that much? He asked me to strip down and to get on the table, face down. I had never been nude around another guy before in any sort of sexual situation. Moving to the table, totally nude, I felt such a rush! It was oddly thrilling! Oh my gosh, his hands on my feet and calves. Both hands moving up the back of my thigh, caressing the inside, sliding up to my ass crack. I could feel him press his crotch against me. It made me so surprisingly aroused! Rubbing my legs, then under the towel, I felt his hands on my ass. Again, rubbing against me, I could feel his erection. I felt my body and brain begin to melt. I had never been attracted to men or enjoyed the touch of a man, but this was something completly different. I felt such total arousal, both body and mind.
When he came around to my shoulder's, I just could not resist a look. Opening my eyes, I saw the outline of his engorged cock through the thin material of his pants. That same, mouth watering, light headed feeling, returned to me. That urge to feel it on my lips and to suck it, to love it. I couldn't breath as I watched him hook his waistband with his thumbs and lower it down. His beautiful erection sprang out, mere inches from my face. Cock looks so sexy when it moves! So hard, yet swinging from side to side, hypnotizing me. So close to my face, it was all I wanted. A split second of telling myself no, but there was no stopping. A split second of doubt, but I couldn't resist. I moved forward and sucked his dick. So strange how natural and good it felt. Strange how complete and wonderful it made me feel.
When he pulled his cock away and told me to roll over, I did. I felt like putty, as if drunk on cock. His hands ran over my chest and shoulders, I may of moaned. He leaned down and put his mouth on my nipple while his fingers pinched the other. Now, I know I moaned! It made my precum drip! I sensed his face close to mine. I thought that there was no way! I'd never kiss a guy! Yet, I did nothing to stop him and watched as he brought his lips to mine. Closing my eyes, I felt his soft, full lips. Masculine and sensual and unexpectedly erotic, the kiss made my body tingle and crave more. I simply gave in to it. He pulled away, gauging me maybe, then kissed me again as I panted, breathlessly. I could feel myself throbbing under the towel. He pulled it off me and exposed my excitement. I had never been hard in front of another man. There was something exciting and freeing about it! Yes, see me, see how you have turned me on! An admission, maybe?
He leaned over the table, reaching for my erection, to take it into his hand. On purpose or not, his hard on rubbed against the side of my face. A younger me would of never imagined it, but laying there, now, I felt such lust. The irony of it all. I turned and started licking and mouthing it wildly, hungry for it. He climbed further up onto the table and now, straight above me, was his hard cock and shaved smooth balls. A 69... with a guy? Why did his manhood look so inviting? I never would of thought that I would be so attracted to a man's hairy ass. Yet, seeing it above me, exposed and willingly, it looked so sexy. Seriously, when did my sexual appetite change so dramatically? Attracted to the masculine, now? Had I changed that much? Would I ever be the same?
Thoughts raced through my head, all while my hands caressed and pulled down on his hips and I raised my lips to meet his dick. Without thinking, my hands ran over and squeezed his hairy ass cheeks. His cock was back in my mouth. I had so quickly come to love this! Deeper, yes, take more of it! So lost in the pleasure of it, wanting those beautiful, tight balls on my face, I realized that his cock was now expanding and filling my throat! My eyes went wide at the feeling and awareness. It had happened so wonderfully, naturally and felt amazing! I pulled away to see his gorgeous, glistening cock, before taking it, once more, down my throat. What an incredible feeling, such a satisfying, giving sensation!
I could hardly believe it, but I was licking and sucking his balls, too. Fuck, it was just so erotic. That hairy hole! I strained my neck to get to lick it! Can you imagine? I licked it like I used to lick pussy. I'm not sure I ever got this turned on from pussy before, though. Strange, I could barely even remember that, now.
I could feel him sucking me. My eyes rolled back once more. I knew that a mouth had never felt more wet, had never felt better! This was just so amazing. I sucked him as he sucked me. It felt so symbiotic, our movements perfectly combined. I could feel the most intense orgasm buiding. I moaned out, around his cock. I thought that he would pull away, though I wished he wouldn't. For a third time, I felt my eyes widen as the sensation of warm cum rushing into my mouth completley took over my senses. Sliding down my throat, I swallowed and immediately came in his mouth, too. We shook, together, and emptied our balls into each other.
My mind seemed to spin and I felt unable to move. So spent and drained, I just layed there. Thinking about what had happened, yet also thinking about nothing. I felt his weight on me, manly and masculine. It felt much better than I would of imagined. Not at all threatening, instead welcoming and nurturing. We layed like that for several minutes, until he raised his head. Looking at me, gauging me, it felt so right, we kissed.
"So," he said softly, "How did you like the boyfriend experience?" I didn't know what to say. I felt embarrassed at how my lusts had completely taken over. I didn't have to, though. "Oh, I guess you liked it, then!" he said with a smile. My cock had become hard again and was now throbbing between us. His face next to mine, our lips so close, he asked, "What can I do for you?"
I thought to myself, I could get used to this, "boyfriend experience!"
Now, in my twilight years, I no longer hide my lust for cock and cum. In fact, after so long denying it, it had taken over. So much had changed, yet so much remains the same. Abs's have removed their booths, yet still remained filled with horny cocks of all ages and races that needed to be satisfied. I love the thrill of an occassional visit. Remembering myself at a younger age, the desire and doubt. Moving to my knees still provides that same thrill. Seeing cock still provides that same lust. Sucking it that same satisfaction. Younger men, like I did, might deny it, but their rock hard and throbbing cocks say otherwise. There is such a passion and a magnetic draw surrounding the act of wrapping one's lips around another's manhood. Those same raw emotions draws one to the undeniable thrill of being with men at a more intimate level. Unthinkable at one time, now it is my greatest pleasure.
Offering that same, "boyfriend experience" to an unsure man half my age. I knew the hesitation, I had lived it. But, I also knew how incredible it was to let go of it. I suggested a massage, I had found it the perfect gateway. Danging my cock against him, slowly letting his curiousity and desire build. His beautiful cock already on full display, erect and pulsing. Turning his head to face me. My cock so close to his almost trembling lips. I would not force it, I didn't have too, I never did. First, just an explorative kiss. It never ends there, the desire just increases exponentially. Very quickly after, I was getting my cock sucked by a straight, fit, handsome man. Soft words like, "Make me cum," makes him moan around my swollen member. I haven't even touched his erection yet and precum was already dripping from his throbbing tip. Could there be anything sexier?
I wanted to taste that beautiful dick, but this wasn't about me, this was for him. Strange how men are always instant cock sucking experts. I could feel my balls tighten as my orgasm neared. I warned him that I was about to cum, but he didn't stop, they never do, I didn't. Shaking for him, letting him know how good it felt, I released right into his eager mouth. My cum spilled out the side, but he would knlo the addictive taste and swallow some, none the less. There is such intoxicating power in it. He laid there, cock still throbbing, yet he seemed spent and satisfied. Can you imagine wanting the kiss of an older man? There is such a connection after being sexual. Between men, it goes deeper, it is almost transformative. Leaning in, pausing, again letting him know that it is his choice. Lips pressing together. Does it go deeper still? A new found yearning for more? Open mouthed kissing, now lovers? Maybe it will just be incredible sex for him, in the future. Rough or making love, either way. Maybe it will be so much more, beyond the physical.
There is so much more to the journey of discovery, he has taken the first step. Just as it was for me, there was no turning back!
"Hi, Paul, love your stories and content. I wanted to share a little about the road that got me to where I am now. First, I never imagined it, second I never would of imagined where it would lead. I won't lie, I had always thought that cock was sexy and even attractive. I had never, I thought, would never do anything, however. I was not attracted to men, at all. Decades past and it felt like several lives were lived. In my forites at that time, I began to let that curiousity inside me grow. Before the web, if anyone wanted to see porn, they went to an abs or adult theater. Back then, everyone knew about the abs's and the stories of gloyholes in the video booth walls. The thought of not having to see anyone and to get to suck cock was a powerful incentive. I thought, "Just try it. Just get it out of your system." Let me state again, it was just about cock somehow, never about a man.
I drove several towns over, not wanting anyone to recognize me. It never dawned on me that other's might be doing the same. I bought the necessary tokens and stepped inside a booth and closed the door. I was so horny and excited! Both walls had cock sized cut outs. I thought, I would allow this one fantasy and then never think about it again. Still, I wasn't convinced that I would actually really go through with it. I put a video on the monitor. A beautiful woman sucking cock, so putting me even more in the mood! His hard, pulsing erection, her look of immense pleasure. A turn of the dail and two men appeared on the screen, kissing and holding each other's asses. I quickly turned to another video, put the hook was surprisngly set. I watched guy-girl for about thrity secondes before flipping back the the men, again. One was now on his knees. The sound of two men groaning filled my booth. He adored that cock, just like the woman had. Such lust and passion, could it really be that incredible? I watched, wide eyed and my cock throbbed in anticipation. Would I really go through with it, though?
I heard a video booth's door close. Was it the one next to mine? Quickly, a finger tip appeared and tapped on the edge of one of the holes cut into the wall. Was this the sign? I felt breathless! So much flashed through my brain. I reached out and held it between my thumb and forefinger, before gently pulling them away. Without thinking, I had just mimicked stroking a cock by caressing his finger. I could hear my heart beat pounding in my ears, as if the only sound, when his hard cock came through the hole. My mouth seemed to water and my heart skipped a beat. This dirty, seedy booth just became the most erotic, sexual place on Earth. I felt this incredibly powerful magnetic pull, as if I could not resist it. I felt so powerless to it's allure. I knealed onto the cum covered floor and licked the tip of his dick. I could feel my own precum making my cock and underwear wet. There was no denying the affect it was having on me. So veiny and well defined, it pulsed, such a thing of beauty. I slid my lips over it and felt the air leave my lungs and my eyes roll back into their sockets. I am not even sure how long I sucked his cock, seconds? Minutes? It was just this amazing blur of awakening and deep desire, even pleasure. Without any warning, the man on the other side of the wall came. I felt a rush of warm fluid and it's essence made my head swim! Cum spilled out the corners of my mouth, yet I did not stop. I sucked him, even moaning softly, so lost in the experience and pleasure of it. I sucked and licked him until he went wonderfully spent and soft and he pulled himself back through the hole. I honestly felt kind of drunk. Light headed, I had discovered a kind of euphoria.
I wiped cum from my chin and turned, just in time to see that someone in the other booth had been watching me. When his finger taped, I touched it. I couldn't even think straight. Another cock appeared, this one sticky and wet. So beautiful and alluring, so powerful and sexy as it glistened in the dim light from the video monitor. I could only guess he had used his precum as lube and was stroking himself as had watched. Again on my knees, I tasted his sweet, salty dick. Who knew how wonderful cum could be? He came so quickly, but I loved every, single second. Like the first, I slid my lips along his length and licked and sucked it until he too, pulled it away, spent and satisfied.
I sat for several minutes. Reality slowly began to creep back in. I waited, not wanting anyone to see me, but also just to compose myself. Half trying to process what had just happened. Half not believing that it was real. I felt as if in a haze. A cock and cum filled haze.
In the weeks and months that followed, there was no denying how much I had loved it. I tried, but whoever said that it was incredibly addictive was correct. I could and would deny it, but the urges were never going to go away. In fact, they only got stronger. So much stronger. I only wanted more. I craved another cock. My thoughts expanded. Could I actually be with a man? Did I actually want to? The questions raced through my mind daily. I searched out and found sex personal newspapers. (They had them back then) Just to look around, I'd never really, actually, meet anyone, I told myself. I found an ad for male on male, gay massage. I debated about it internally for days before I ended up calling the number. The urge and curiousity was overwhelming. I told him it would be my first time. He asked if I wanted the boyfriend experience. I wasn't even sure what that meant, but I instinctively said yes, anyways.
When I arrived, I was surprisingly, hardly even nervous. I think I needed to know. Was the experience at the abs really who I was now? Had it changed me that much? He asked me to strip down and to get on the table, face down. I had never been nude around another guy before in any sort of sexual situation. Moving to the table, totally nude, I felt such a rush! It was oddly thrilling! Oh my gosh, his hands on my feet and calves. Both hands moving up the back of my thigh, caressing the inside, sliding up to my ass crack. I could feel him press his crotch against me. It made me so surprisingly aroused! Rubbing my legs, then under the towel, I felt his hands on my ass. Again, rubbing against me, I could feel his erection. I felt my body and brain begin to melt. I had never been attracted to men or enjoyed the touch of a man, but this was something completly different. I felt such total arousal, both body and mind.
When he came around to my shoulder's, I just could not resist a look. Opening my eyes, I saw the outline of his engorged cock through the thin material of his pants. That same, mouth watering, light headed feeling, returned to me. That urge to feel it on my lips and to suck it, to love it. I couldn't breath as I watched him hook his waistband with his thumbs and lower it down. His beautiful erection sprang out, mere inches from my face. Cock looks so sexy when it moves! So hard, yet swinging from side to side, hypnotizing me. So close to my face, it was all I wanted. A split second of telling myself no, but there was no stopping. A split second of doubt, but I couldn't resist. I moved forward and sucked his dick. So strange how natural and good it felt. Strange how complete and wonderful it made me feel.
When he pulled his cock away and told me to roll over, I did. I felt like putty, as if drunk on cock. His hands ran over my chest and shoulders, I may of moaned. He leaned down and put his mouth on my nipple while his fingers pinched the other. Now, I know I moaned! It made my precum drip! I sensed his face close to mine. I thought that there was no way! I'd never kiss a guy! Yet, I did nothing to stop him and watched as he brought his lips to mine. Closing my eyes, I felt his soft, full lips. Masculine and sensual and unexpectedly erotic, the kiss made my body tingle and crave more. I simply gave in to it. He pulled away, gauging me maybe, then kissed me again as I panted, breathlessly. I could feel myself throbbing under the towel. He pulled it off me and exposed my excitement. I had never been hard in front of another man. There was something exciting and freeing about it! Yes, see me, see how you have turned me on! An admission, maybe?
He leaned over the table, reaching for my erection, to take it into his hand. On purpose or not, his hard on rubbed against the side of my face. A younger me would of never imagined it, but laying there, now, I felt such lust. The irony of it all. I turned and started licking and mouthing it wildly, hungry for it. He climbed further up onto the table and now, straight above me, was his hard cock and shaved smooth balls. A 69... with a guy? Why did his manhood look so inviting? I never would of thought that I would be so attracted to a man's hairy ass. Yet, seeing it above me, exposed and willingly, it looked so sexy. Seriously, when did my sexual appetite change so dramatically? Attracted to the masculine, now? Had I changed that much? Would I ever be the same?
Thoughts raced through my head, all while my hands caressed and pulled down on his hips and I raised my lips to meet his dick. Without thinking, my hands ran over and squeezed his hairy ass cheeks. His cock was back in my mouth. I had so quickly come to love this! Deeper, yes, take more of it! So lost in the pleasure of it, wanting those beautiful, tight balls on my face, I realized that his cock was now expanding and filling my throat! My eyes went wide at the feeling and awareness. It had happened so wonderfully, naturally and felt amazing! I pulled away to see his gorgeous, glistening cock, before taking it, once more, down my throat. What an incredible feeling, such a satisfying, giving sensation!
I could hardly believe it, but I was licking and sucking his balls, too. Fuck, it was just so erotic. That hairy hole! I strained my neck to get to lick it! Can you imagine? I licked it like I used to lick pussy. I'm not sure I ever got this turned on from pussy before, though. Strange, I could barely even remember that, now.
I could feel him sucking me. My eyes rolled back once more. I knew that a mouth had never felt more wet, had never felt better! This was just so amazing. I sucked him as he sucked me. It felt so symbiotic, our movements perfectly combined. I could feel the most intense orgasm buiding. I moaned out, around his cock. I thought that he would pull away, though I wished he wouldn't. For a third time, I felt my eyes widen as the sensation of warm cum rushing into my mouth completley took over my senses. Sliding down my throat, I swallowed and immediately came in his mouth, too. We shook, together, and emptied our balls into each other.
My mind seemed to spin and I felt unable to move. So spent and drained, I just layed there. Thinking about what had happened, yet also thinking about nothing. I felt his weight on me, manly and masculine. It felt much better than I would of imagined. Not at all threatening, instead welcoming and nurturing. We layed like that for several minutes, until he raised his head. Looking at me, gauging me, it felt so right, we kissed.
"So," he said softly, "How did you like the boyfriend experience?" I didn't know what to say. I felt embarrassed at how my lusts had completely taken over. I didn't have to, though. "Oh, I guess you liked it, then!" he said with a smile. My cock had become hard again and was now throbbing between us. His face next to mine, our lips so close, he asked, "What can I do for you?"
I thought to myself, I could get used to this, "boyfriend experience!"
Now, in my twilight years, I no longer hide my lust for cock and cum. In fact, after so long denying it, it had taken over. So much had changed, yet so much remains the same. Abs's have removed their booths, yet still remained filled with horny cocks of all ages and races that needed to be satisfied. I love the thrill of an occassional visit. Remembering myself at a younger age, the desire and doubt. Moving to my knees still provides that same thrill. Seeing cock still provides that same lust. Sucking it that same satisfaction. Younger men, like I did, might deny it, but their rock hard and throbbing cocks say otherwise. There is such a passion and a magnetic draw surrounding the act of wrapping one's lips around another's manhood. Those same raw emotions draws one to the undeniable thrill of being with men at a more intimate level. Unthinkable at one time, now it is my greatest pleasure.
Offering that same, "boyfriend experience" to an unsure man half my age. I knew the hesitation, I had lived it. But, I also knew how incredible it was to let go of it. I suggested a massage, I had found it the perfect gateway. Danging my cock against him, slowly letting his curiousity and desire build. His beautiful cock already on full display, erect and pulsing. Turning his head to face me. My cock so close to his almost trembling lips. I would not force it, I didn't have too, I never did. First, just an explorative kiss. It never ends there, the desire just increases exponentially. Very quickly after, I was getting my cock sucked by a straight, fit, handsome man. Soft words like, "Make me cum," makes him moan around my swollen member. I haven't even touched his erection yet and precum was already dripping from his throbbing tip. Could there be anything sexier?
I wanted to taste that beautiful dick, but this wasn't about me, this was for him. Strange how men are always instant cock sucking experts. I could feel my balls tighten as my orgasm neared. I warned him that I was about to cum, but he didn't stop, they never do, I didn't. Shaking for him, letting him know how good it felt, I released right into his eager mouth. My cum spilled out the side, but he would knlo the addictive taste and swallow some, none the less. There is such intoxicating power in it. He laid there, cock still throbbing, yet he seemed spent and satisfied. Can you imagine wanting the kiss of an older man? There is such a connection after being sexual. Between men, it goes deeper, it is almost transformative. Leaning in, pausing, again letting him know that it is his choice. Lips pressing together. Does it go deeper still? A new found yearning for more? Open mouthed kissing, now lovers? Maybe it will just be incredible sex for him, in the future. Rough or making love, either way. Maybe it will be so much more, beyond the physical.
There is so much more to the journey of discovery, he has taken the first step. Just as it was for me, there was no turning back!
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