I have read many stories about first time sexual experiences. Like many of the stories posted here, I too have a story to tell about my firsts. My story may sound like many others but I still need to put my experiences to paper in hopes that someone will read about the firsts and relate to the feelings of first time sexual experiences. I'm an older but still active male that has never grown tired of sex and the pleasures you can give and receive.
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I was invited to stay with a family friend who I will refer to as RG. Upon arriving at the home of the family friend RG and I had an early dinner and showed me around his house. It was a three story bungalow. His mother lived on the main floor; the basement was finished and had a small bar, a Hammond organ and a TV room.
The top floor is where he and his brother slept; there was a bedroom on each end with a sitting area in between. RG showed me his room and said this was where I was going to sleep. Looking puzzled at him because there was only a queen bed; he said to me that this was the only bed available.
Not thinking much of it, we went downstairs and watched some TV until he had to get ready for his nightly gig. He entertained at a piano bar which he owned Wednesday through Monday, the place was closed on Tuesday. He got ready for work and came down dressed in a fancy jacket, white shirt and tie with black slacks.
After RG left I watched TV and had a soft drink. I gave my girlfriend a call on the house phone. We talked about a half hour before we hung up. I looked at the clock ticking on the wall and realized I better get to bed because I had a long day and I was very tired. I washed up, went upstairs and undressed to my underwear. I crawled into bed lying towards the middle and quickly drifted off to sleep.
Not being a real heavy sleeper I was awakened by rustling in the room. It was dark and I could not make out who or what was going on. I finally figured out that RG was getting into bed; I knew it was him because he wore distinct cologne and I recognized the smell. When he got into bed I moved to the left side and rolled on my right side thinking to myself that maybe I should have booked a motel room. It was two thirty in the morning and I drifted back to sleep.
I slept until seven in the morning at which time I got up, showered, dressed. and left for school. While RG slept, I decided to walk down to the center of town and maybe take in a movie. Returning from the movie I found RG was relaxing and dreading one more night of entertaining widows that fawned over him at the bar.
We sat and talked a bit, he was glad that it was Monday because Tuesday was like a weekend day for him. Together we had a bite to eat, and then he got dressed in his fancy clothes and left for the club.
The rest of the night I watched TV until about nine and went upstairs, got undressed to my underwear and crawled into bed. Drifting off to sleep I thought the day had gone pretty well.
I was awakened again about two thirty in the morning when RG climbed into bed. I was already on the left side of the bed but rolled on to my right side with my backside towards RG. I quickly went back to sleep.
It wasn't long before I was awakened, only this time it was not from noise but from a hand on my cock. I was shocked and thought this is a joke. Well I was wrong because the hand slid under the band of my underwear and started to fondle my cock. I resisted at first trying to push his hand away but he was persistent.
RG moved close to me and I could feel his hard cock against my right buttock as he stroked me. In a whisper he said "Let's get your underwear off so I can play with you better." He sat up and proceeded to pull my underwear off and threw them to the floor. He made sure I was on my back and he stroked my cock while playing with my balls, it felt so good. At this point, I didn't care if it was a man, I just knew it felt good and the prize would be unloading some cum and not having to do it myself.
