This is the story of the first real gay experience. Saying that, tells you that it wasn't my last. As a committed cocksucker I take my practice seriously using substitutes, secretly of course. Bananas were my favorite training aid in the beginning they made it easy to train my throat muscles to relax. Thanks to big corporations it's easy to get nearly straight bananas these days but after one snapped nearly choking me I plucked up the courage for my first visit to an adult store. Amazed at the variety it took me a while to make my first choice that happened to be a shiny black inch and a half in diameter butt plug next to catching my eye was a purple latex double headed dildo fourteen inches long about two inches in diameter. I had seen videos of girls deepthroating toys just like it so grabbed it too made my way to the counter breathing a sigh of relief when the older woman served me.
This happened a while ago when I was nineteen. I have a slender build and I'm also vertically challenged I'm five foot one. My height wasn't the only thing I missed out on when I was born.
"I have a small cock."
There I've said it. When soft my balls hang lower than my cock it isn't much bigger than your thumb once I'm hard my little cock grows to four and a half inches in length but thin it's a touch over an inch in diameter. Back then I wore my hair almost to my shoulders and it was bleached by the sun to a dusty blonde colour. A few years earlier I'd taken to removing every trace of pubic hair. I like the way it makes my cock look bigger and the smooth feeling is out of this world. Prickly re-growth can be a problem as is pimples if you use a razor, eventually your skin gets use to the regular shaving. I hadn't discovered the hair remover cream back then.
After a night out I was hitchhiking my way home hoping I would get a ride soon because it was too far to walk, it's about a thirty minute drive usually. I had been drinking but wasn't drunk tipsy by all means but definitely not drunk. As people passed me by I cursed them after all I wasn't threatening. Actually, it didn't take that long before a man pulled up a few yards in front of me. Opening the door I asked.
"Where are you going?"
He named a suburb a few miles from where I was staying. Hoping in I said.
"Thanks for this your saving me a couple of hours walking, I'll get out when we reach your turn off. Okay?"
We pulled out from the kerb and drove along in silence, soon I noticed that every time we drove into a darkened area one of his hands would drop from the steering wheel onto his crotch. I was intrigued to say the least my heart was beating at over a hundred per minute as I strained to see what he was doing. Was he masturbating because I turned him on? When I saw his hand move up and down I was sure he was wanking. I'm not sure if it was the alcohol or just my slutty nature that guided my actions in the next few minutes.
The fourth time he dropped his hand into his lap I gathered my courage and reached across. I was right because I was rewarded with what I then considered to be a big cock. As my cool finger's encircled the massive shaft I heard him moan and whisper yesssssss. Slowly I began stroking his still growing fuck-pole pondering my next move but all too soon he batted my hand away as we neared a well-lit area of the ride.
He turned to me smiled and asked.
"What's ya name Boi?"
I tossed my head to one side to get the hair out of my eyes, smiled back and replied.
"Tim, is my name Sir."
As soon as I said it I thought. What the hell did you just call him? FUCKING SIR!
"I'm David it's nice to met you, Tim what music do you like listening to?"
"Nothing special, I'll listen too just about anything."
Whew got away with that one, or so I thought. I was more than happy when I saw another dark area coming up.
David looked at me and nodded his head towards his crotch I got the gist of what he meant. I was free to continue giving him a hand job. In a flash my hand returned to his flagpole of a dick now my fingers only just touched when they encircled his tool. It was my turn to moan which shocked me as much as it amused David.
"Nice and slow Boi you don't want me cuming too early now Tim?"
I was mesmerised by the feel the warmth and the smell of raw man was giving me a boner of all boners. Up and down my fist went up and down every dozen or so strokes I would use my thumb to swipe the pre cum gathered in his piss slit, smearing along the shaft over and over again. I could hear David's breath hasten but sadly we were entering another well-lit part of the drive home and once again he shooed my hand away.
This gave me a chance to think about what my next move would be. We drove for a few miles when on the stereo on came Shania Twain with her hit song. Man I feel like a woman. One of my favorites subconsciously I started tapping my thigh in time to the music then quietly started singing along. David tapped out the beat on the steering wheel with his fingers and sang out loudly with the chorus so did I but I didn't stop there I think I even threw in a couple of shoulder shimmies too.
David didn't need to nod as we neared the next dark area of the road because my hand was on his dick before we got there. He said.
"Who's an eager beaver then?"
"I guess I'm guilty as charged in that case."
Was my reply. I continued stroking his big tool it felt so hot in my hand and throbbed whenever I gave him a gentle squeeze. On the fourth or fifth time he groaned loudly and said.
"Mmmmm Boi that feels good."
Knowing that we were getting close to David's turnoff I gathered my courage and thought to myself.
"It's now or never Tim this is a perfect situation to get at the least a taste of real dick. Go for it Boi, just do it."
Slipping my arm out of the seat belt I leant across the centre between the seats. Swapping hands I guided the head of his cock towards my eagerly waiting tongue. Greedily I lapped away at the pre-cum and tried to push my tongue into his piss-hole. Hearing David's rapid intake of breath told me he liked what I was doing but he surprised me by saying.
"Woah there Boi you don't want to start something you can't finish."
Lifting my head from his cock was almost impossible but I couldn't ask what he'd meant with his fuck-pole in my mouth, giving his fat bulbous knob one last lingering lick and asked.
"What do you mean David? Don't you want me to suck your big dick?"
"Of course I'd like you to wrap those sweet lips of yours around my fat tool but it's neither practical nor comfortable here and I'm not going to pull up just anywhere besides my turnoff is closer than how quickly you would empty my balls Boi."
I let go of his cock and folded my arms in disappointment.
