Stories of Bimoguy - First Suc

*All character in this story are at least 18 years of age*

All characters in this story are fictional. any resemblance to real people and situations is a coincidence.

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I knew I was bisexual pretty much the first time a guy hit on me. It didn't take long to realize, when watching porn, I was just as interested in the cock on the screen. And it didn't take long after that to throw all my sexual inhibitions out the window. If it brought pleasure (or even pain), I was on board with at least trying it.

My parents divorced when I was really young. I lived with my mom in a small town of 1500 people until my junior year in high school. At which time I moved in with my dad in the big city two hours away. I still managed to visit my mom for a weekend every month or so, but never for more than a couple days. Typically when I visited I would spend the weekend with my mom, and very little of my time visiting my old friends.

I was a couple months shy of turning 19, and I had graduated high school two weeks prior and decided to visit my hometown, and mom, for a couple days. Turns out the weekend I decided to visit was their graduation also. I decided it would be fun to go to graduation and see my old high school, friends, and teachers. I also figured (hoped) someone would invite me to their graduation party as I wasn't in the mood to sit around the whole weekend chatting with my mom.

Graduation was fun, and afterwards I started mingling with everyone. My old friends were surprised to see me, and my old teachers were thrilled to see how far I had progressed since leaving town. Unfortunately, however, I was not invited to anyone's party. After an hour or so of mingling I decided to head on home and resigned to spend my evening hanging out with my mom again.

After dinner that evening, I was feeling social and antsy. I didn't want to be stuck in the house. I wanted to be in a social setting. So I decided maybe if I drive around, I can find the graduation parties and crash one. But after an hour or so of driving around, I had no luck. Remember, this is a small town, so most of the party places are going to be out in the country. I was never really invited out to these people's houses before I moved, so I didn't know where any of them lived.

Having resigned my fate to sitting around the house again that evening, I stopped by the gas station to fill up and grab a soda and candy bar. That's when I ran into David, an acquaintance that had graduated that day. David and I were never real friends. We were always nice to each other, and had no negative feelings towards one another, but we never really hung out outside of school.

He asked what I was up to and explained that I was driving around hoping to find a party or something, but had no luck, and nobody had invited me to one at graduation. He explained that he had a gathering with his family after graduation, but like me, had not been invited to any actual parties either. I said "fuck 'em. Let's head back to my house and hang out. You can stay the night". He thought that was a good idea, explained that he was going to stop by his house and grab some things, let his parents know that he was staying at my place, and would be over in a bit.

A little bit later David knocked on my door and I let him. We spent the evening just hanging out and talking and catching up. I wanted to know the latest gossip around town, and he wanted to know what life was like in the big city. About 10pm we put on a movie. I don't remember what the movie was, but I do remember it having a lot of nudity.

Afterwards, I comment to David, as we sit my room, that the movie was really hot. He completely agreed and he states that he may have to "excuse himself to the bathroom". I simply tell him "you do what ya gotta do, I'm not going to judge. I might have to do the same afterwards."

As he's walking for my bedroom door, he stops and turns to me, "BiMoGuy, I'm going to tell you something I've never told anyone. My cousin, Kevin, and I have found ourselves in this situation many times. Having watched a hot movie, and needing release. We would help each other out, if you know what I mean".

As I said, I'm bisexual. At this point in my life, I had been with a few girls, given a couple hand jobs, and even been sucked by another guy. But the experiences with guys were always rushed. The handjobs were with a guy that would cum almost as soon as I put my hand around his cock. And the blowjob was a quick five second suck in the back of a car when nobody was looking. This was my chance for my first true, relaxed, experience with another guy.

"Close the blinds and hit the light" was all I responded with.

It was now pitch black in my room and we immediately bumped into each other. We agreed that we'd turn the movie back on, and mute the TV, so we had some light.

Once we had some light I stated, "you've got more experience in this than me, how do we proceed?"

"Take your pants off and sit on the bed" I did as I was told and sat on the edge of the bed. David gets on his knees in front of me and is staring very intently at my rock hard cock. "So... you're much bigger than Kevin. I'll try my best at this." I'm a solid 7.5 inches in length and a decent girth (not to toot my own horn, but I've been complemented many times in the years since about how my penis is the best size).

David wraps his hand around my dick and gives it a few strokes. He then lowers his mouth and swirls his tongue around the tip before taking the head into his mouth. I let out a low moan as this is the first time anyone had touched my cock in several months. David slowly starts trying to work his way down the shaft, but he can't get more than halfway before he starts to gag. He apologizes and keeps trying.

Poor David, to this day it was the worst blowjob I've ever received. He was too inexperienced, and I was too big for him. After about 10 minutes I knew this wasn't going to go anywhere, but I didn't want to make him feel bad. I put my hand on his shoulder and lifted him up and said, "My turn".

We switched spots and he pulled down his pants. He was maybe five inches and pretty skinny, and had a distinct upwards curve to it. "This is it!" I thought to myself. "I'm finally going to suck my first cock!" I put my mouth on the head and received my first taste of salty pre-cum. I knew from that moment on I was a cocksucker. I wanted more of that pre-cum and started sucking his head with all I had. I felt David tense under me and was afraid he was going to cum before I even had a chance to actually give a blowjob. I look up to see him biting his hand and breathing heavily.

I lift my head up and ask "Do you need me to stop? Or at least slow down?"

"No... no... keep going. You haven't even made it past the head and I can already tell you're better at this than Kevin." I don't say anything, I simply lower my head back down and start slowly working my way down his cock. It was a weird sensation. Hard, but soft. Firm, put pliable. All I know is I liked it, and wanted more. I start slowly bobbing my head up and down the shaft while he moans.

After a few minutes, while my face is buried in his pubic hair, he says to me "I want to fuck you. Can I fuck you?"

Without saying a word I get as much saliva on his cock as I can, stand up, and bend over the bed. David comes up behind me and I can feel the head of his cock pushing against my hole. He pushes, but my hole won't give way. He pushes again, and nothing. Having never been fucked, I'm simply too tight for him to get in. After a few attempts I stand up and tell him "it's not going to happen without lube, which I don't have. I'm sorry."

He sits back down on the bed and tells me not to worry about it. I get back on my knees in front of him and say "I can at least finish what I started" and take his cock back in my mouth. This time I start bobbing for all I'm worth. I want him to cum. Not just because I wanted to make it up to him for not getting to fuck me, but I wanted to taste it.

After five minutes he starts to tremble and I hear him whisper, "I'm going to cum. Stop, please stop" Fuck no I'm not going to stop. I want that cum and I'm going to get it. I grab his hips and start sucking and licking and bobbing on his cock for all I'm worth. I'm getting that cum.

"Ffuucckk...." is all I heard as the first blast of warmth hits the back of my throat. The first shot was very strong, and afterwards it just streamed out of his cock and puddled in my mouth and I was able to actually taste it. Salty and sweet. I needed more. I swallow it down and keep sucking.

David immediately stops me "oh oh, too sensitive" and pulls me off him.

"Why were you trying to get me off you when you came?" I asked as I sat beside him.

"Kevin would never swallow when I cum, and won't let me swallow when he cums. I just assumed it was something gross that nobody did. Hoooo fuck was I wrong. You haven't cum yet" he says as he starts to lower his mouth back down to me. I let him suck for a few seconds, but it's still bad as before.

"I got this" I say to him as I lift his mouth off. I take my cock in my hand and give it a few strokes just the way I like and immediately send a blast several feet into the air.

Collapsing back on the bed I knew that, despite what things I had actually done to myself, I was definitely bisexual, and wanted this experience again.

David and I fell asleep shortly after. In the morning, he quickly cleaned himself and headed home. Now that I think about it, I haven't seen David in the 25 years since.

Which is a shame because he would definitely be able to fuck me now.