A First Date

The evening had gone well so far, we'd eaten and talked for about two hours and after the first bit of hesitancy things rolled on smoothly. It was easy to talk to him and I enjoyed listening to him. There was still some trepidation about what would come next but I was hopeful for an enjoyable experience. We finished our dinner and he paid the check. We left the restaurant and headed out to our cars. He walked me to my car, as we arrived I turned and we exchanged some final words. T It had finally come the first moment of apprehension. As I thanked him again for nice evening, he stepped into me and I felt his hands slip to my waist. He spoke softly, telling me he too had enjoyed the evening so far and asked if I was in a hurry to end it?

Moment of truth, was this truly what I wanted to happen? He took my hesitation as a sign of acceptance, as he moved closer, bringing his face close to mine, I felt his lips brush my own. The warmth of his lips elicited a slight gasp, causing my lips to part slightly. He picked up on this and I felt his tongue slip between my lips and begin exploring my mouth. The feeling was not what I expected, it was somehow more intense. It was if an electricity had coursed through me. I moaned lightly and I felt his arms encircle me pulling me closer, holding me tighter, his kiss becoming more aggressive. I found myself sucking at his tongue responding to his attention.

He finally broke the kiss after several minutes. I sighed whether in relief or in frustration at it having ended, I'm not sure. As stepped back I heard him say that the evening didn't have to end right here. He then asked if I'd like to go someplace where we could continue getting to know each other. Still a little stunned, I simply nodded. Smiling he asked if I'd like to go back to his place. I recovered enough to tell him I would like that very much. He opened my car door for me and as I got in, told me to follow him, that his place wasn't far. He closed my door and I watched as he walked to his own car.

My thoughts were racing. I had done this on a whim, accepted his dinner invitation, more on a bet with myself than anything else. Now here I was watching this 6' man walk to his car and knowing that everything I had fantasized about might just be coming true, tonight! I started up my car and pulled out waiting for him to proceed me. As we drove to his apartment, again my mind wandered. It wasn't too late to back out. Was I really going to go through with this?

Sex had never been a big priority in my life, until now. I was alone after a long relationship and now it seemed to dominate me. I had found I was sexually excited by gay sex as a young man when I saw my first gay sex film, but had never acted on it. Now that I was alone again, that old feeling of excitement had resurfaced. It had started with some gay porn and masturbation, but as the days went on, the feelings intensified and the thought of actually experiencing sex with another man began to form in my mind and eventually became an obsession. Now here I was, following a man back to his place with the potential of ending up in bed with him.

As we drove, I kept asking myself, is this truly what I wanted, the growing erection in my pants was all the answer I needed. Yes, I wanted it. It may not work out, but I knew I wanted to know what it was like. I thought of his kiss, how it had affected me, how I had felt with his tongue in my mouth and wondered at how eagerly I had sucked at his tongue. I realized that I hadn't been thinking about the kiss or his tongue but had been fantasizing about his tongue being his cock.

I came out of my daze as we pulled into his drive way. I watched as he stepped out of his car then walked back and opened my door for me. This role reversal kept me a little unsteady. Being treated as I would have treated a female companion was new and interesting to experience. I liked it! He took me by the arm and led me to his front door. He released me as he fumbled with his keys and when the door finally opened, he invited me in ahead of him. I stood in the foyer of his apartment as he closed and locked the door behind me.

He invited me to sit while he fixed us something to drink and asked what I would like. We decided on some wine and went to the kitchen, returning a few minutes later with a chilled bottle of red wine and a couple of glasses. He opened the wine and poured us both a glass. I took the offered glass and sipped the wine, commenting on its flavor. He mentioned something about it being local and settled in on the couch beside me. After a few minutes of conversation, he reached out taking my glass from me and setting both our glasses on the end table. He reached his arm around me pulling me closer and once again I felt that little electric shock as his lips touched mine.

As my responses to his touch began to intensify, he pulled me closer and began running his hands over my body, stroking first my back then running his hands over my chest. When his hand past over my nipples, I let out a soft moan. He broke his kiss and moved to my neck. He lightly kissed my neck, his fingers working my now erect nipples through the fabric of my shirt. He gently squeezed one nipple and I felt an involuntary intake of breath. His fingers slipped to my buttons and he quickly had my shirt open enough that his hand could slip beneath. His fingers found my nipples quickly and he began squeezing and kneading them. I moaned softly as he lowered his mouth and I felt his tongue flick across my nipple. He began sucking at it greedily.

The feelings coursing through me were almost over whelming. I began to squirm slightly as he worked. I knew it was my turn and I knew what I had to do. I reached between us, my hand slipping down across his chest until it rested on top of his belt. He moved slightly to allow me better access and my hand found his hardening bulge. His cock wasn't massive but it seemed to be thickening as I began groping at it through his trousers. He leaned back on the couch now, allowing me to go where I wanted in my own time. As my hand rubbed at his cock, I lowered my mouth onto his and we kissed again. This time it was different. The little shock intensified by my rubbing his now hard cock while we kissed.

I felt his hand slip between us, causing me to break our kiss. As I looked down, he undid his belt and the button on his pants. I knew what I was to do now, my hand reached for his zipper and I pulled it down. His erection caused the pants to open slightly allowing me to easily slip my hand inside. What I found was his engorged member, straining to be released, which I eagerly complied. Once fully exposed his cock stood up to its full 7.5". I gazed at it for a moment, mesmerized as it pulsed slightly.

Reaching out, I took him in my hand and felt the pulse of his heart beat as the blood coursed through his erect cock. Now it was his turned to moan as I gently squeezed it. I started stroking it while coconsciously licking my lips. I heard him whisper to suck his cock and I knew the moment I had been fantasizing about had finally come. I was going to suck another man's cock. I lowered my head and my tongue reached out. I ran my tongue over the very head of his cock and was surprised to taste the salty wetness of his precum.

He again moaned at the touch of my tongue, again urging me to suck him. I hesitated, savoring the taste of his precum. I had tasted my own but this was completely different and much more sexually arousing. I stroked his shaft a little longer and was pleased to see more of his precum forming at the tip. There was a lot of it and it was soon dripping down to the hair around the base. He giggled as I heard him call me a tease. I again lowered my face down to lick at the precum that had dripped down. Greedily I licked it all up, amazed at how good it tasted. I worked my tongue up his shaft until it was once again sliding over the head of his cock.

He was groaning now and I knew it was time to relieve the pressure building up in his cock. I parted my lips and slipped the head of his cock into my mouth. As my lips closed around his shaft, my tongue explored that sensitive spot just behind the head. He gasped as I worked the spot. I heard him accuse me of lying about being new to this as no one new to sucking cock could be so good at it. I pulled his cock from mouth and looking up at him told him I just knew what I liked and figured every man would like the same thing. I lowered my head again taking his cock into my mouth.

I worked my lips down the shaft to the point where all my preparations had taken me. Once I had realized that I wanted to suck another man's cock I had wanted that experience to be as good for him as it was for me. After looking ti up online, I found the best method was to purchase a dildo to practice on. I had read up on what to expect and how to really please a man and I had practiced, a lot. All that practice was put to the test now. I lowered my head further, taking him deeper and deeper into my mouth. When the head reached the entrance to my throat, I took in a deep breath and lowered my head further feeling his cock slip into my throat. There was a brief moment of reaction, my gag reflex responding to the intrusion, but as I held it there my throat relaxed and I began sucking his cock in earnest.

I bobbed up and down on his cock pulling back until just the head was between my lips then slid down the shaft until he was fully into my throat. As I worked back up the shaft, I sucked lightly, with my lips sealed around the shaft, the further my lips traveled up the shaft the more intense the suction. I continued this, listening to his moans as I worked. Eventually his hands came to hold my head and I felt him thrust his hips upward, driving his cock into my throat where it exploded filling my throat with his hot seed. The first shot almost did me in as my gag reflex complained again, but I forced it down as his cock pulsed and with each pulse another shot of hot cum.

I felt him begin to relax so pulled up releasing his now softening cock. As I sat next to him I licked my lips savoring the taste of him. His cum was different than my own. It tasted somehow better and I felt my own sexual excitement rising within me. He looked at me and smiled, telling me that he had never had an orgasm as intense as that. He again chided that I hadn't been honest about this being my first time. I just returned his smile my tongue flicking out to catch just a little of his cum that had oozed out along the corner of my mouth.