If you told me a couple of years ago that I'd one day be having sex with a man, I would have laughed in your face. I'm straight. I've always been straight. I was married for eight years and have always loved dating women. I love women, the way they look, the way they smell and the way that they feel. I love to eat pussy and always will. Lately, I've been fantasizing about being with a man. Not dating one per se but experimenting with one. The need to suck another man's cock has pretty much consumed my thoughts for weeks. I finally decided to do something about it.
I had been using a dating site to find women and one day instead of man seeking woman I clicked on man seeking man. I don't find men all that attractive so I really had no idea who I was looking for. Most of them were older or too gay looking so I just browsed around for a while, got bored and shut off my computer. A little later that day I got an email from the dating site saying that I had a personal message from someone. I logged on and saw that a guy had responded to my personal ad. His name was Jeff, he was a little older than me and attractive, I guess. I sent him a message back saying that I wasn't really sure I wanted to hang out with a dude and that I was sorry for misrepresenting myself. He replied and said no problem, if I change my mind to drop him a line.
A couple of days went by and I couldn't stop thinking about it. When I got home from work I sent Jeff a message that I'd like to meet for coffee. He agreed and we made plans to meet the next day. The entire day I had butterflies in my stomach. I really wasn't sure if I could go through with it but then I decided it was just coffee and that I wasn't obligated to do anything else.
We met at a chill little coffee shop in a pretty hip part of town. He looked just like his picture, dark hair, blue eyes, a little taller than me and in great shape. We ordered our coffee and sat down. I was so nervous I spilled my coffee three times. Jeff laughed and totally put me at ease.
"Have you ever been with a guy before?" Jeff asked
"I haven't and I'll be honest with you I'm not totally sure that I want to be."
"Why did you want to meet me for coffee?"
"I'm just confused I guess. I've always been a ladies man but lately I can't stop thinking about..." I blushed and looked away.
"Thinking about what?" Jeff asked.
"About... giving a blowjob." My dick was starting to throb in my jeans just saying it for the first time.
"I totally understand. I've only been with two guys before myself. I like the ladies just as much."
"Really?"
"What do you mean?" he sounded offended.
"No it's not that. I mean you don't look gay or anything. I just thought you were more experienced than me."
"Listen, this is no place to be having this kind of conversation. Why don't we go back to my place, I live right around the corner."
"Wow," I said, "That's usually the line I use when I'm trying to get into a girl's pants."
"We don't have to do anything you don't want to do. I promise."
I thought about it for a second and said, "What the hell. Let's go."
We left the coffee shop and walked to his apartment building.
His apartment was amazing. The living room was huge with a beautiful sofa and a view of the whole city. He walked into the gourmet kitchen and opened the refrigerator.
"Make yourself comfortable. Do you want a beer or some wine?" he asked.
"Have anything stronger?" I asked as I sat on the sofa.
"Like what?"
"Tequila."
Jeff returned with a bottle of tequila and two glasses. He sat down next to me, poured tequila in the glasses and handed me one. I drank it down in one gulp. It burned like hell going down but had an almost immediate effect. I leaned back and relaxed into the soft cushions of the sofa. Jeff put his hand on my thigh.
"I guess you really needed that."
I looked at his hand on my thigh. "Yeah. I've been a nervous wreck all day."
