I've been wanting to tell this story for a good while now, but never got around to it. I don't know how hot this is gonna be or whatever, but it sure was for me. This is a story about the very first time I was ever fucked by another man.
To begin with, I was around 35 when this first happened. I've been with women my whole life, but the idea of being fucked by another man has always appealed to me. Back when I was a teenager, like many guys, I got curious. People where I was from would always make fun of homosexuality, like being fucked in the ass or sucking another man's cock made you less of a man, or not one at all really. It was generally viewed as disgusting, etc.
Well, again, I was curious. I pictured it being the worst experience imaginable. I thought it would be dirty, disgusting and hurt like hell, feel terrible. Then I tried something. I tried putting something in my ass. It was just a pen, with a little vaseline. I was prepared to be totally disgusted and for it to feel awful... but it didn't. As I slid that thin little pen into my ass, it felt so good. I slowly thrusted it in and out of me. Honestly, it just felt amazing.
I knew that thin little pen wasn't anything like a real cock and figured something bigger wouldn't feel so good - it would probably be painful and I'd hate it. But I tried anyway. I didn't have any easy way to get sex toys or whatever, but I tried whatever I had laying around. The objects kept getting bigger. It felt much better with something that would fill my hole more. I began imagining someone actually fucking me with a real cock. Those thoughts got me really horny.
As I fucked myself with these objects, I would stroke my cock. Eventually I would cum and, to my surprise, I would cum so much harder than I ever did before. I didn't understand yet why, but here's the problem... as soon as I came, I would feel totally disgusted with myself. I would clean myself up, maybe throw away said object and tell myself I would never do that again. I mean, the other thing is, I wasn't really physically attracted to guys anyway. I was mostly attracted to this act, having a real man fuck me... but it was all rather mechanical I suppose. Hot, but without otherwise physical attraction or emotion.
Sadly, I went on and on with this for many years. I wouldn't do this for a while and then I would. It was amazing, but then I was disgusted with myself. Very frustrating to say the least. My fantasies about having actual sex with men just grew and grew. I would mostly watch porn involving women, but all anal. I imagined myself being the woman in the video. Some hot guy would pull his cock out of his pants and then I would drop to my knees and start sucking it. Then, he would throw me down on the bed and put his cock inside of me and start fucking me until he came hard inside of me.
These were incredibly powerful thoughts and desires, but I could never make them happen in real life. I would try to meet up with random guys, but I would always chicken out at the last minute. The thought of meeting a random stranger in a random place and being fucked in the ass for the first time with him, not knowing his history or if he had any diseases or bad intentions, etc., all this is quite overwhelming.
Now fast forward to when I'm about 35. I'm playing with all kinds of anal sex toys and loving it. I craved a real cock and I needed to make it happen no matter what. So I set out to do it. And so goes the real story. I'm telling this honestly and trying not to leave anything out. Some parts I feel kind of sucked and were frustrating but it actually added to the overall experience because it built up an incredible amount of anticipation.
So my plan was to talk to some dudes on Grindr. I would eventually meet one at a neutral location, like a hotel and let him make me his bitch in every way he wanted to. But my mistake before is that I would get so worked up while talking to guys that I'd jerk off, cum, and then delete my account and not end up doing it because I felt disgusted and ashamed. Not this time.
This time, I got my ass trained up nicely with my toys over a period of several weeks. I would stroke my cock, edging myself, but I would never cum. When the moment came to finally meet someone, I wanted to be so horny and want it so bad that I couldn't back out if I were paid to.
All this was great in theory, but I was still nervous about meeting someone. Then John messaged me. The thing I remember most about John is that he had a really big cock. At least by my standards. It was 8 inches, but really, really thick. I imagined that John would just split me open with that thing. Fortunately, I had been training my ass with some decent sized toys. Reason being, I wanted to be ready to enjoy that first cock. Not being in pain and have to stop constantly.
Anyway, what made it possible for me to meet John is that he didn't initially offer to just come and fuck me. He said he didn't have time that day, but I could meet him in a parking lot or something after he got off of work and we could just say hi and chat. Well, that took a lot of pressure off, so I agreed to meet him.
We met in a park on a hot summer day. I had recently lost a bit of weight and I had a pair of shorts that, if I went commando while wearing them, they would almost be falling off of me. I didn't know what I was doing, really, but I felt like I wanted to look a little slutty. I also wore a tank top.
I arrived at the park before John. I was pacing around while messaging him and trying to direct him to my location. Every time a car approached, my heart rate would increase tremendously. I mean really, a guy with a big dick was coming to meet me in person and talk about fucking my tight virgin ass. Wow, this was a big deal for me!