I am on my way. Finally. On my way to hook up with a man for the first time. Until very recently, I would have said that this was not possible, but allow me to explain.
It started when I first watched porn. Porn amazed and excited me. There was so much to take in the first few times. What surprised me was that once I got over the initial excitement, I found myself admiring the cocks as much as the girls. For years, I accepted this as a normal thing for a straight male to do, but as the years went on, the urges grew. Or the denial subsided.
I watched porn, enjoyed everything it had to offer: the breasts, the asses, the cocks, and the cumshot. Oh, I do love a good cumshot. I had no shame, or even the slightest feeling of being gay. It excited me, and I had no need to act upon it. Time passed, and I found myself requiring a good cock in porn to be turned on. Then I discovered cock worship porn. That’s when I realised I may have to do something about it. I needed to see if my cock fixation was real. So, I got to work.
I started by observing the guys in the sauna after they had swum. Up until then, I’d flop against the wall, close my eyes and relax after a workout. So next time I went, I had a look. A peek to the right, not for me. A peek to the left, nope. Nothing to see here. I was about to conclude that my urges were a porn thing. That was until the sauce door opened and in walked a guy, a swimmer, I guess. He was ripped, toned, and shaved with a solid 4 inches of flaccid, swinging cock. I felt a bolt of electricity in my midsection. “It’s real,” I thought. Then I noticed his big hanging balls. I knew it wasn’t a porn thing. I tried to stay in the sauna, but upon feeling an erection begin, I had to leave. It’s not acceptable in a public sauna. I made my way home as quickly as possible and covered my chest in cum after twenty seconds of hand action.
So then I knew it was most likely real. The next phase was to get the courage to follow through and act on my real desires in the real world. How did people do this before the age of the internet? I admire their courage! I started chatting in several places. The most famous app terrified me. It seemed so easy for the guys on the app to get what they wanted, I thought, ‘Why would they want inexperienced me?’ I still believed there was a good chance I wouldn’t follow through, so I was afraid I would disappoint someone. I tried several other places until finally, I got chatting to a few people here. One guy seemed to understand perfectly. He suggested we try mutual masturbation for a start. And that he wouldn’t mind if I backed out.
I’m outside his house now. I’m an equal amount of extraordinarily nervous and incredibly excited. My palms are sweating. My mind is racing.
“Knock, Knock.”
My heart jumps, I hear footsteps coming. I want to run away, but I’m fighting the urge. I need to know. I need to know. The door opens, and a friendly smile and an outstretched hand immediately put me at ease. I shake hands and in I walk.
“So, you made it. I wasn’t sure you would.”
“You and me both. I nearly ran after I knocked on the door.”
“I’m glad you didn’t. I really am.”
“Yeah. Me too, I think.”
“So, how do you want to play this?”
“I have no idea; I was hoping you’d take the lead.”
“How about I do this, then you do whatever you feel is right.”
Watching him undress is making me excited. He’s naked, and I’m hard. His gym-bod, not an obsessive one, but I see he works out. What I also see is an erect cock presenting itself to me. I guess instinct is taking over. I undress and drop to my knees.
The butterflies in my stomach are making my legs tremble. I feel the sweat in my palms as I grip my knuckles tightly in a mix of fear and anticipation. Having come this far, there is no option but to follow through. My eyes dart from his eyes to his cock— a seven-inch-long, uncut, veiny shaft that looks to be as hard as steel. I feel the way one feels standing on the edge of a high diving board. Will I or won’t I? Assessing the risk and the reward. I get face-to-face with my first real cock. My heart is pounding in my chest as I reach up and take his shaft in my hand. Oh, it feels good. I pull downwards, making his skin glide along his shaft, revealing a shiny, bulbous head. My mouth is wet, and I lick my lips. My hand pushes his foreskin up to envelop the head of his cock. I’m so aroused now. I know I am doing the right thing. My anticipation and fear turn to acceptance and excitement.
I can feel my breathing quickening. I can’t stop looking at the cock. I adore the feeling of his hard shaft gliding smoothly under his foreskin. My long, slow strokes continue. It’s time soon. Soon. I make eye contact, still stroking his meat. He’s looking at me now. I know what he wants. I’m cupping his balls in my spare hand now. An unexpected gasp escapes my lips. This is where I should be right now. I’m massaging his balls and stroking his shaft. Two shuffles forward on my knees bring me closer. His cock looks so much bigger from this distance. I lean in close, and I touch my cheek against the cock. So hard, so warm. Turning my head, his cock passes my mouth, and I give a quick lick before it glides against my other cheek. I can’t resist. I turn my face and kiss mid-shaft. I’m rewarded with his first groan. The groan turns me on even more. Desire is taking over. My mouth is starting to drool. Now I’m licking from base to tip. Another one. Holding my wet tongue flat against the base of his cock, I pause, then lick all the way up. Another one. The underside of his cock is soaked. I open my mouth.
My wet mouth is full of hard cock. Breathing is hard. Mild panic is brewing. I refocus. I let his cock slide out of me. I’m looking into his eyes, and he is transfixed on me. His hands are holding my head now, and he is guiding his cock back into me. I open my mouth and relax. His cock is sliding past my lips. It stops. Now he is doing micro-fucking movements in my mouth. He’s fucking my lips, and my mouth is drooling. Oh, a deeper thrust fills my mouth with cock. I want more. Grabbing his ass, I’m pulling him towards my face. I’m rewarded with eager mouth fucking. This is amazing. The pace and depth are increasing. His breathing is getting loud. Where is he going to cum? A deep, loud moan escapes him. I’m ready. But he’s not. His moans are only the start.
I feel something I have never felt before. His cock enters deep, and I feel my pharynx try to strangle it. He makes a euphoric moan as the head of his cock is squeezed by the back of my throat. I am amazed at the feeling. He breaks through the pharynx and goes deep throat. I gag out cock and saliva. So much saliva. His cock is connected to my mouth with strings of slimy saliva.
Drunk with arousal, “Again,” is all I manage to mumble. I pull him towards me and swallow his cock.
“Man, you learn fast,” he says, then starts fucking my face again.
“Put your hands behind your back,” he demands. He holds my head, gaining complete control.
The face fucking resumes.
Shallow thrusts are normal now. Beautiful, but normal. I’m savouring cock on my tongue and between my lips. He pulls it out, and I moan as I lick and kiss his hard, shiny shaft. Now it’s back in. I love sucking it. I
“You are one hungry cocksucker.”
I have no words in response, I grab his ass and pull him towards me and devour his cock. He is happy to allow. He’s fucking my face again. Lovely. Going deeper. Against my larynx again. This time, I’m ready. He pushes hard, his cock struggles in. I don’t gag as his thick cock pushes down my throat. My nose pressed against his stomach. I can hardly breathe. He’s got a tight grip on my head, I’m close to panic, but he releases me, and his cock slides out. The euphoria of receiving air again and the sensation of his hard cock sliding out of me have pushed me over the edge. I’m dizzy, about to pass out, and my cock starts to erupt. Jets of cum are erupting all over his legs. It seems to last for minutes. When the jets subside, I continue to ooze. His legs and the floor are a mess. I’ve never cum so hard.
That set him off, only a couple more throat fucks and his shallow fucking my lips. My lips are gripping him. He is starting to breathe hard. I hear it, the head of his cock doubles in size. Oooh. The flood begins. My mouth is filling up. I can’t contain it. I want to keep sucking, but he is still coming. It’s dripping down my chin. I feel it drip on my chest. I’m holding my mouth tightly around his cock, and he’s still fucking and cumming. I have to swallow. I swallow again. And like that, it’s all over.
“I love your cock, I love the taste of your cum, I don’t want this to stop.”
“You did well, man. Oh, you did well,” he replies. “We’ll be doing this again.”
