A Lesson I Wont Forget

It was a cool night in early spring and I was feeling a bit bored and isolated as I had just had a fight with my girlfriend and was spending the evening alone. I puttered about the house for a while before deciding that I needed to get out and get my mind off of her. I laced up my boots and left my home without really thinking about where I was going or what I was going to do. I walked quickly down my street to the first corner and decided to head for the lake. I turned and proceeded to walk for a couple more blocks not really paying attention to anything as I strolled down the dark city street. As I walked, thinking of nothing in particular, a car pulled up along side of me and rolled down the passenger side window. I walked over to car and leaned over to look into the window.

The driver was a young man with blue eyes and dark blonde hair. He leaned toward the window and looked up at me.

"Have you seen a cat?" he asked me.

"No, sorry."

He hesitated and seemed a bit uneasy. He looked down the road and then back at me and asked, "Do you know where I could suck some cock?"

I was taken back by the question. I had long considered the idea of "being with" another man, but I had never had the courage to actively pursue this curiosity, and now it seemed that an opportunity had found me. I don't know what I was thinking but it couldn't have been the danger that this situation might have presented. I wasn't in control of my self and my words just seemed to squeeze through my lips all by themselves. "Do you have a place?" I asked.

"Yes," came a relieved reply.

I opened the passenger side door and sat down next to the man who would become my teacher. I fastened my seatbelt and he began to drive. We made introductions and engaged in some small talk until we reached a house in a nice part of town. When we pulled up he looked into the driveway and complained that someone was there. So we continued to drive and talk. I was very nervous but the thought that this strange man would not be sucking my cock relaxed me. So we continued to drive and engage in trivial conversation about our occupations and future plans. As we drove through the old historical district talking and looking at old houses, he casually reached over and placed his hand in my lap. To my surprise my reaction was not a jolt of fear or shock, but a soft sigh of pleasure. We drove a few more blocks as he rubbed my package and soon my prick was swollen and eager to be pleased by this stranger. I leaned back and listened to his voice as he antagonized my aching rod. I could feel my passion rising, and I urgently needed to have him. Finally I said, " I know a place where we can go. Turn left here."

We turned around and drove to a quiet neighborhood where I instructed him to park the car. He did as he was told and we got out and began to walk again. We soon reached a secluded stretch of beach surrounded by trees. We stopped walking and turned to face each other. I looked into his eyes and forced the lips to move. "Kiss me," I said.

He leaned forward and our lips met his kiss was soft and gentle and tasted of menthol. After a minute I pulled back and looked at him. He held my and again reached for my waste intent on unbuckling my belt. I stopped him. "Not yet," I said and kneeled down before him. I wanted to know what it was like to be with a man and part of that was sucking dick. I was afraid that if he made me cum then I would lose interest and not want to go through with it. I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his boxers revealing his rock hard member. I relaxed when I saw that It was slightly smaller than my own. I looked at it for a minute and studied, for the first time, another man's love organ. Then, I began to touch and stroke it. I heard a slight grown escape him as I did this and so I stepped up my efforts by kissing licking every inch of his cock and balls, finally I took him into my mouth and did what I had brought him there to do. I sucked on his cock for a while but I felt awkward; like I wasn't doing a good job. My inexperienced mouth began to tire and I let his meat stick escaped from my lips. I begin immediately to jerk him off but I must not have been very good at that either because he soon took control himself.

He reached down and began fisting his own manhood right in front of my face. I began kissing the tip and stroking his balls. I looked up at him I could see the lust on his face and I knew he was about to cum. I didn't know what to do so I began to talk dirty to him. “That’s it baby. Cum on face. Oooh that prick is so hot. Shoot your load all over me." I heard his breathing change as I said this and I felt his cum load on my cheek. It wasn't as heavy or hot as I had imagined it would feel. I stood up and looked at him, with his cum load still hanging of my freshly fucked face. Now it was his turn. He bent down finished the job he had started with my belt. He unbuttoned my pants and pulled down my boxer briefs revealing the object of his desire. His kiss was as soft on my cock as it was on my lips. His mouth felt so warm and sensual. I couldn't believe that a man was capable of giving such pleasure. He made me cum without even seeming to try. He spit my load on the ground and stood up. I kissed him again tasting my own cock on his lips. I thanked him. "That was wonderful, " I said.

We put our pants back on and he took me and left me on the street where he had first found me. As I walked back home I cursed myself for my own carelessness and stupidity, but NOT for the erotic acts that I had just performed. I never saw him again, and I still prefer women to men any day, but if I ever get another chance to hook up with a clean attractive man for a night, I plan to take it.