It was simply divine our very first fuck, having gotten the preliminaries done, but with Tim and I - well we soon realised we had so much in common and I had the hots for him the first time I met him in the super bowl. He looked so good in chino's and white tee shirt, and if I was ever unsure about my sexual leaning before, I knew then.
I sort of approached him casually at first, not at all sure if he was on my wavelength. But I will always recall that so friendly smile, like he was so pleased to meet me and, to my utter delight, it did not take long for us both to realise we were indeed on the same wavelength, and that was a real thrill I shall never forget.
When, after the super bowl was done, he asked if I would like to join him for a drink which eventually led to, well you know what, and then Tim asking me home to his place for a 'nightcap' - well that was it, I was the happiest guy in all the world and a whole new part of my life was opening for me big time.
Having coffee and biscuits he joined me on his luxury red velvet sofa and we simply exchanged details of our life tp date. He asked if I had ever been with a guy before and I told him I hadn't because,frankly, until I met him I was unsure.
"You wont mind then if I tell you that I have, Pete?"
I looked at him in ore, I felt I had been missing out, all those dates I had had with girls and I could never perform, so they left me, and me thinking I was some sort of abnormal person or something, but now it was fine with me - to think that Tim had experienced sexual encounters of the gay kind and so I replied that it was fine.
"Only three guys" he advised; "and each of them - they were just a passing thing like ships passing in the night, they were a good shag but that's all, it couldn't last - but with you Pete, I feel much more than just sexual awareness already."
I felt myself warming to Tim and snuggled up to him, that was the first time he touched me, he kissed me on my cheek, his hand gently stroking me down there as the kisses continued and I felt the absolute magic of our first wonderfully warm and venturing deep French kiss. Now I knew what real kisses were all about, all those kisses with girls, the fumbling, everything could never compete.
"You feel good to me, Pete" Tim said softly, his hand being more predominant now as I started to feel the deep thrill of his varying touch over my brush jeans, then the slow but firm squeeze which made me grow to a strength I could never have had before, those girls that had done that to me, It was never the same because I always had that feeling of lacking confidence, knowing that when it came to it I could never maintain an erection, even after oral sex, when Jennifer did it so beautifully to me, even then I could not reach anything and she went storming out and I never saw her again.
We talked about it, Tim and I, because I felt comfortable with him, he said not to worry about it, that probably I had more female hormones in me any way as many gay guys do, that I was a 'taker' and not a 'giver.'
