I recently broke up with a girl I'd been seeing for over a year. I really liked her but our lives shifted and we hardly had time for each other and decided to call it off.
We're still close and we still fuck here and there but that's really about it. Her career doesn't bode well for a relationship at this time but I'll take the sex.
I have to admit that part of me enjoyed the new found freedom. Over the course of our relationship we had been trying new things sexually and having a lot of fun. She wanted to try anal for the first time which we did and it was amazing. We were both hooked. Our very first attempt was so primal and hot we both came and really enjoyed the experience.
She wanted to try some ass play with me as well, mostly fingers and rimming when she sucked me off. I was totally fine with it and found myself wanting her to try more. We ultimately planned on her getting a Strapon and trying it on me and in turn I would wear it and DP her but we unfortunately hadn't gotten that far because she was traveling for work and wouldn't be back for a few weeks.
A couple weeks went by after the breakup and I had been having thoughts about what anal would be like with a strapon or even how a real cock would feel. I leaned more towards letting a woman take my cherry because I was just more comfortable with that. I didn't necessarily find men attractive physically other than I did enjoy looking at a nice cock now and then.
One night I was smoking weed and stroking to some porn and I came across videos of guys having sex with other guys they met off dating apps and CL. The thought of that situation made me really hard as I stroked myself.
I hopped on CL and cruised around the site, reading ads and looking at pics. There was an ad from a mature man that offered to teach new straight guys m for m sex.
The thought of someone taking their time and showing me the way without judgement was pretty hot to me. I responded to the ad but the man never messaged back. Over the next week or so that idea of submitting to an experienced man kept creeping back into my mind. I downloaded several dating apps and posted to my profile that I was inexperienced but willing to learn with the right teacher.
I got tons of messages from guys offering to show me the way but I felt that they were all just saying that so that they could fuck. I traded a few pics and had some dirty chats but that's about as far as it went at that point.
I was home one Thursday night flipping through Grindr when a man in his early 50's messaged me. He told me that he was experienced with new guys and loved showing them the way at their pace. He was well built and seemed nice and normal. Salt and pepper hair, blue eyes and muscular. He asked me what I was interested in, what I had done up to that point and general small talk. He asked if I wanted to share some pics which we did. I asked him what he wanted to see of me and he asked for body cock and ass. I wasn't comfortable with sharing face pics yet and I appreciated the fact that he didn't bother me over that.
I got on my bed on all fours and snapped a pic of my ass and body. I got onto my back and took a pic of my hard cock. I sent him the pics. It actually made me a bit nervous to do so. He loved the pics and told me that I was his type and that he'd be happy to tech me whatever I wanted. He sent me a pic of his body and his cock. He had a nice 7" uncut dick, quite thick and pleasant to look at. My cock twitched and I stroked myself looking at his dick.
We chatted a few more times and I went o bed for the night. I woke up the next morning to a few messages and I checked them right away. A bunch of the usual stuff, guys cocks, messages saying "let me fuck you". All that. Then I saw a message from the guy I traded pics with. Right after I crashed he asked me if I was free for the weekend. "Maybe we could grab a drink and see where the night took us. No pressure."
I liked that and quickly told him I was up for it. He sent me his phone number and we texted a bit leading up to Saturday night.
We decided to meet at a local bar at 8pm. After dinner I cleaned up inside and out. Did my hair and put on some cologne. I took an Uber and was nervous the entire ride there. Palms were sweaty and my cock was rock hard. I entered the bar about 10 mins early and grabbed a booth off to the corner. I texted him that I was there and wearing a red shirt. Not long after he walked in and searched the room, he found me in the corner and walked over introducing himself as Todd and firmly shaking my hand.
We ordered beers and made small talk about sports and life. We got along great and I think we both felt really comfortable. As the night went on the drinks flowed. Our conversations were filled with laughter and good conversation, it was nice.
A few hours and several beers in Todd got up to use the washroom. There were several times throughout the night that my cock strained in my pants. I had to adjust myself more than once and thought to myself it would be so much easier if wasn't wearing jeans. Note for next time.
Todd returned shortly after and asked me jokingly "what did I miss?"
I felt comfortable enough with him at this point to flirt a bit and told him that he just missed me having to adjust myself to get more comfortable. I blushed as I said it. "Too bad" Todd said, "I would have done that for you if you held onto mine at the urinal." We both laughed but my cock strained again in my pants at the thought of actually doing that.