a sex experience so good that it changed your life ?

[Hitchiker69]

Have you had a sex experience, preferably same sex, so good that it changed your life?

Tell us all the juicy details!

Here's mine; the short version:

I was hitch hiking late at night outside Watsonville, California. Got picked up by a slightly older guy in a nice car.
He offered I could sleep on his couch. I suspected he was gay, and wanted to seduce me. I was OK with that, willing and ready
to have some gay sex. I knew how this game was played, and I liked it.
I was not a gay virgin. But my ass was virgin, and I'd never kissed a guy. Mostly I topped guys, and sometimes I'd suck them.

We had a few drinks, talked and laughed as we drank. He invited me to take a shower before bed, which I did. As I climbed
between the clean sheets on the couch he took a shower. I turned down the lights. He came out nude and asked if I'd like a
massage. I said yes.
He climbed in bed, where I was nude, too, and began to rub my back with oils. It felt SO good that I wanted to reciprocate, and I asked what I could do for him.
Without a word I rolled over, and found his hard cock just inches from my face. I reached up and took it in my mouth and
sucked it lovingly. I reached for his ass and pulled his cock deeper into my mouth.

The specifics and details of the rest of the night are blurry, but I remember we hit it off perfectly, with intense passion,
and held nothing back. I remember lots of sucking and 69'ing.
But what changed my life is that I let him kiss me and fuck me...my first time doing that with a man.
And more importantly I loved every minute of it.

After that I considered myself fully experienced as a gay man. Not that would ever give up fucking women.
But when I was with a man, forever and anytime in the future, anything goes. No limits anymore.
It was a threshold moment, which changed my life forever.
If not for that man, and that perfect night, I wouldn't be the sexual man I am now.
Since then I've actively persued men for sex. I've cruised gay hang outs, gone to gay bars by myself, and propositioned men
with excellent results.

No regrets. Changed my life

 

[Escierto]

After I realized my desire to bottom for a transgender woman, I decided to make it happen. I chickened out once but finally I forced myself to get on the plane and meet a Filipina woman in Hong Kong. I arranged for our flights to arrive at the same time and as we were on the train into the city, she put my hand on her crotch and I could feel the boner in her pants. She was ready. Was I?

In the hotel room, we wasted no time and in minutes, I was on all fours for her while she mounted my virgin ass for the first time. I was in heaven feeling her cock inside me like an animal fucking me vigorously in a quest for release. She didn’t last long before she was moaning as she ejaculated her sperm into my hole.

Afterwards, instead of pulling her cock out of my ass, she leaned over me and said, “Wait, I can cum again.” OMG, I thought, she is incredible. We waited just a minute or two before I felt her getting hard again. This time she lasted longer as she pounded my ass and I was a little surprised but delighted to feel her cum in me a second time.

That night, as we slept, I could feel her embrace me while rubbing her stiff prick against my body. I was thrilled to offer my hole for her to use to relieve herself. Three more times, she needed to cum to satisfy herself and I let her use me like a whore servicing her horny cock.

That night was the beginning of the best sexual experiences of my life. I knew that I was meant to be a bottom for a beautiful transgender woman. Nothing less would ever make me feel so complete and satisfied.

 

[oneblueye]

hey ...

I've had orgasms that were so intensely powerful and pleasurable that I was thrown in a full on gran mal seizures. Once went on a psychedelic journey becuz of an orgasm or it coulda been that 'California 8 way orange sunshine' we were passing back and forth. BUT NEVER---, had one that was life changing, personally I don't think that there is a sexual experience that I could have that would be life changing in any meaningful way.

 

[writerzblok92]

Have you had a sex experience, preferably same sex, so good that it changed your life?

Tell us all the juicy details!

Here's mine; the short version:

I was hitch hiking late at night outside Watsonville, California. Got picked up by a slightly older guy in a nice car.
He offered I could sleep on his couch. I suspected he was gay, and wanted to seduce me. I was OK with that, willing and ready
to have some gay sex. I knew how this game was played, and I liked it.
I was not a gay virgin. But my ass was virgin, and I'd never kissed a guy. Mostly I topped guys, and sometimes I'd suck them.

We had a few drinks, talked and laughed as we drank. He invited me to take a shower before bed, which I did. As I climbed
between the clean sheets on the couch he took a shower. I turned down the lights. He came out nude and asked if I'd like a
massage. I said yes.
He climbed in bed, where I was nude, too, and began to rub my back with oils. It felt SO good that I wanted to reciprocate, and I asked what I could do for him.
Without a word I rolled over, and found his hard cock just inches from my face. I reached up and took it in my mouth and
sucked it lovingly. I reached for his ass and pulled his cock deeper into my mouth.

The specifics and details of the rest of the night are blurry, but I remember we hit it off perfectly, with intense passion,
and held nothing back. I remember lots of sucking and 69'ing.
But what changed my life is that I let him kiss me and fuck me...my first time doing that with a man.
And more importantly I loved every minute of it.

After that I considered myself fully experienced as a gay man. Not that would ever give up fucking women.
But when I was with a man, forever and anytime in the future, anything goes. No limits anymore.

Since then I've actively persued men for sex. I've cruised gay hang outs, gone to gay bars by myself, and propositioned men
with excellent results.

No regrets. Changed my life

This is an incredibly hot story!! thanks for sharing

 

[nostuff]

My life changed the night I first touched another man.

I had wanted to experience gay sex for several years, but my fears and lack of opportunity kept getting in the way. Then one night, I decided it was time. I was out of town on business, and I learned of a bathhouse not all that far from my hotel. I hired a Lyft.

I have to admit, I was scared as shit when I paid to get in, and it wasn't any easier as I found the way to the room I'd rented. But once I'd striped down, I found enough courage to take a walk around the house. I finally ended up in a large basement room.

I must have been one of the evening's first customers, because nobody was around. Not knowing what to expect, I decided to park my ass on a bunk that was off to the side, wondering what would happen next.

I don't know how long I sat there, but after a bit, another man walked in, looked my way and climbed onto the bunk to sit beside me. I didn't have a clue about the proper etiquette, but I figured this guy had taken the first step. I spread my legs and let my towel fall to the side.

I guess my invitation was obvious enough, because my guy reached over and began caressing my dick. I reciprocated. Gawd, it was nice. Yes, nice to have another man stroke me, but even nicer to finally touch another man's cock. Soft at first, then growing hard in my hand.

Up until now, neither of us had spoken a word. I was just too scared. But then I heard my guy ask in a very soft voice, "Top or bottom?"

Believe it or not, the question surprised me. I could only manage one word in reply: "Bottom."

Leaving my towel behind, I slid off the bunk, spread my guy's legs apart with my hands and dropped to my knees, staring at his shaved cock. And I'll never forget the sight of his stiff tool pointing right at me.

To be honest, my guy wasn't very big, but he was nicely shaped -- cut with a beautiful head and a shaft that curved up slightly. And though I wanted him to be bigger, it was probably best not to start with a monster. Holding him in my hand, I opened my mouth and leaned forward.

I'll never forget the feel of having that first cock in my mouth, the hardness under the soft skin, the rim of the head, the texture of the shaft. I flicked his cum hole with the tip of my tongue and tasted a bit of salt, then I pulled him all the way in until I felt the stubble of his hair against my lips and nose.

With my tongue, I pressed my guy's cock up against the roof of my mouth, and I began to bob up and down. For how long, I just don't know. Time became a bit of a blur. But I'll never forget the salty taste. Nor will I forget wishing my guy was bigger. Yes, I discovered I was more than a cocksucker. I also learned I'm a size queen.

So yes, that cock changed my life. It could have been bigger, but it was still beautiful. I love sucking cock.

 

[Jerseyshore]

My firs time with another, older, more experienced man. I knew all those fantasies were real

 

[meflash]

My life changed the night I first touched another man.

I had wanted to experience gay sex for several years, but my fears and lack of opportunity kept getting in the way. Then one night, I decided it was time. I was out of town on business, and I learned of a bathhouse not all that far from my hotel. I hired a Lyft.

I have to admit, I was scared as shit when I paid to get in, and it wasn't any easier as I found the way to the room I'd rented. But once I'd striped down, I found enough courage to take a walk around the house. I finally ended up in a large basement room.

I must have been one of the evening's first customers, because nobody was around. Not knowing what to expect, I decided to park my ass on a bunk that was off to the side, wondering what would happen next.

I don't know how long I sat there, but after a bit, another man walked in, looked my way and climbed onto the bunk to sit beside me. I didn't have a clue about the proper etiquette, but I figured this guy had taken the first step. I spread my legs and let my towel fall to the side.

I guess my invitation was obvious enough, because my guy reached over and began caressing my dick. I reciprocated. Gawd, it was nice. Yes, nice to have another man stroke me, but even nicer to finally touch another man's cock. Soft at first, then growing hard in my hand.

Up until now, neither of us had spoken a word. I was just too scared. But then I heard my guy ask in a very soft voice, "Top or bottom?"

Believe it or not, the question surprised me. I could only manage one word in reply: "Bottom."

Leaving my towel behind, I slid off the bunk, spread my guy's legs apart with my hands and dropped to my knees, staring at his shaved cock. And I'll never forget the sight of his stiff tool pointing right at me.

To be honest, my guy wasn't very big, but he was nicely shaped -- cut with a beautiful head and a shaft that curved up slightly. And though I wanted him to be bigger, it was probably best not to start with a monster. Holding him in my hand, I opened my mouth and leaned forward.

I'll never forget the feel of having that first cock in my mouth, the hardness under the soft skin, the rim of the head, the texture of the shaft. I flicked his cum hole with the tip of my tongue and tasted a bit of salt, then I pulled him all the way in until I felt the stubble of his hair against my lips and nose.

With my tongue, I pressed my guy's cock up against the roof of my mouth, and I began to bob up and down. For how long, I just don't know. Time became a bit of a blur. But I'll never forget the salty taste. Nor will I forget wishing my guy was bigger. Yes, I discovered I was more than a cocksucker. I also learned I'm a size queen.

So yes, that cock changed my life. It could have been bigger, but it was still beautiful. I love sucking cock.

WOW!! so HOT!! thanks for sharing

 

[TeegerFever]

Finding the M4M section on Craigslist has led to so many sexually exhilarating experiences. The ervous expectations, the emails, the driving to the locations, the first feelings of touches. From there the journey has been beyond amazing.

 

[muycurioso]

the newness is always fun

Finding the M4M section on Craigslist has led to so many sexually exhilarating experiences. The ervous expectations, the emails, the driving to the locations, the first feelings of touches. From there the journey has been beyond amazing.

I will be single again soon. I may try some gay sex, definitely try to find a female for sex. IDK, I have been with one woman for 21 years. I have no clue how dating works now-a-days

 

[betamale30]

Str8 guy seduced

I was on a family reunion type vacation in the Bahamas. Everyone was partying by the pool during the day and after we went to dinner everyone was tired from the day that everyone went back to their rooms. I was in my room at like 1030 and just bored, decided I’d go explore alittle. Ended up finding this bar off the casino that was playing the Yankees baseball game so stopped in there for a drink. This older guy ended up approaching me and talking about the Yankees and baseball. It was Just small talk wasn’t anything out of ordinary. Apparently he was trying to seduce me though. We had been talking about how expensive drinks were on resort and he was saying he had a trick where he bought stuff off the resort and snuck It back Into hotel. He said we should go check out his suite and finish watching the game where the beers were a lot cheaper. I guess looking back I was guillable but I didn’t think anything of It. Once we were in his room he made his move.

When we got in his room he gave me quick tour and put the yankee game on that we came up to suite to watch. We ended on his balcony and he got me a beer we were just Talking out there and all of a sudden out of no where he just leaned in and tried to kiss me.. I kind of freaked out at first and was like what the fuck are you doing?.. he was trying to be comforting saying that I didn’t have to worry that It was only him and I there and no one would ever find out. I stuck to my guns and flat out told him I wasn’t gay that he got the wrong idea.. he kind of just laughed It off And told me I knew where the door was I could leave if I wanted. For some reason I still don’t know why I froze up and didn’t go.. ended up on my knees sucking my first cock.

 

[nostuff]

For some reason I still don’t know why I froze up and didn’t go.. ended up on my knees sucking my first cock.

And did you love it? The hard shaft sliding across your lips and the salty taste spreading across your tongue?

 

[betamale30]

And did you love it? The hard shaft sliding across your lips and the salty taste spreading across your tongue?

It was like and out of body experience.. I just kept thinking in my head “what the fuck are you doing” “how did you get here”.. but in the moment I was absolutely in love with it. Couldn’t believe It took Me so long to try. I was hooked

 

[OdinElder]

I was at a friend’s house, sitting naked in his living room chair. He was on the floor between my legs giving me a blowjob. I was 25 and he was in his late 50s. He was a master cock sucker and was extremely enthusiastic. At one point I put both my legs up on his back and I remember thinking how turned on I was having this masculine man going to town on my dick. It felt like he had total control over me and I would have done anything for him at that moment. Between his masculinity, his blowjob technique, and my legs up on his back I felt totally feminine and at that moment I want him to make me his bitch. I wanted him to mark me with his cum, and take my ass and make it his. I wanted him to breed me. After I came and he swallowed all my cum, I was overwhelmed with passion and grabbed hiis head and kissed him. A big, wet, sloppy kiss.
From that point on I’ve been a sissy bottom

 

[vizio]

The first time I had sex cross dressed. It was my ex wife's idea for me to dress fem. The first time she did my makeup painted my nails and picked out what i would wear. It lead to the best sex we both ever had culminating in both of us have the most intense orgasms. It was the first time we both reached a climax at the same time.

 

[tristantrotsky]

I was naked, lying on my back, but head and shoulders raised on the pillows. I’d met the man who was straddling my chest that same night, it was our first sex, and he was vigorously fucking my face, his fat balls bouncing up against my throat. My legs were squirming with pleasure, my sweat-glistening body writhing as I strove to take him, making little mewling sounds as my own eager drooling erection bobs up and down in appreciation. I was not as experienced then as I am now. As his big beautiful cock lodges too far down my throat I choke, coughing and making strangulated noises as my eyes fill with tears. He extracts so that its saliva-glistening glans hangs quivering an inch from my nose, dribbling and throbbing patiently, as I recover. I look up at him apologetically, say ‘Sorry’, and submissively open my mouth wide for him to begin again. It slides in over my teeth, and keeps going. It was so important for me to do it right, but he put me at ease, and I was drawn irresistibly. I felt safe for the first time in a long while, as he guided me through the sex. Soon, I ejaculated up over my stomach spontaneously, then, when he came in my mouth some time later, I took each messy spurt with only murmurs of pleasure, and continue sucking until it begins to soften. I was relieved and grateful afterwards when he complimented me on the way I’d sucked him off. Thinking back now, retrospectively, it must have been that moment that he realized my potential to be his boy-toy on a regular basis. From that incident it developed into my first real ongoing ‘relationship’ that lasted six months...

 

[cubbyfire04]

It was the 2nd guy I was ever with who changed it for me. My first was a long-time buddy... We were each other's first (man or woman) we sucked and fucked and learned about our bodies. It was great BUT...

That 2nd guy. I'd been in a hotel for months for work. Lots of time for solo anal play with toys finally led me to make a Manhunt account. We connected, exchanged pics and chatted for a few days. Finally met up with him for coffee on our lunch break... A little older. Masculine, burly, dominant. He was fucking hot. I slipped him my room key and told him where to find me after work.

He texted me on the way, so I poured a drink, sat down on the couch, and tried to act casual. He walked in and was naked almost before the door closed I stood up and undressed as he approached and we immediately locked lips. We instinctively grabbed each other's cocks and he whispered in my ear "see... I told you it was thick". He wasn't lying. He wasn't very long (4.5-5" maybe). But fuck, it was thick. And veiny with a very pronounced head.

He immediately found the butt plug I surprised him with in my ass, and pushed me onto the couch and immediately started sucking the life out of me. Just before I came he stopped, removed the plug, and began eating my ass with my legs over his shoulders... Smacking my hands away each time I tried to touch myself.

There was a dildo and lube on the stand next to the couch. He stood up and grabbed them with one hand, and my hand with his other. Guiding me to the bed, he laid me down on my back with my head over the bed. He stood in front of me and offered is cock in my mouth. He slowly slid in until his hairy balls were pressed against my face. He then leaned over and pulled my legs back towards him, exposing my hole. He lubed it with a finger. Then two, then 3. Then he lubed the large dildo and pushed. Sliding it slowly to the base, he began fucking me with it in rhythm with his cock face fucking me.

He pulled out of my throat, and turned my head to the left. There I was... My reflection in the large mirror of this man lumbering over me, fucking me with a dildo while his hard cock bobbed in front of my slobber covered face. He turned to the side and put one foot on the bed so he could resume owning my mouth while I watched myself between his legs being spit roasted, my vision periodically obstructed by his large hanging balls each time they got closer to my face.

After what seemed like an hour, he pulled the dildo from my ass, squared back off to my face and started pumping faster into the back of my throat. His legs shook as he pulled out and shot several ropes across my open mouth, face, and upper chest as I watched in the mirror. That was the very moment I knew there had to be many more moments like this in my life.

 

[SuperSissy]

Ok, this is going to be a bit different for this board. The one that really changed my life was a submissive young lady that I dated before I had sex with a man. Prior to her, I always treated women as sexually equal. But she didn’t want to be equal, she wanted to be my submissive little slut. I fell into the dominate role easily, and learned how to be a good dom. In the course of that, I came to understand what a submissive wants, needs and feels. And, I identified within myself a desire to be submissive. So, when my first man guided me to my knees, all those feelings rushed in and I so wanted to be that submissive girl and please a man like she pleased me.

 

[none2_none2]

I've told the story many a times on Literotica, so this is nothing new to share...

I started m2m sex when I was 21.5 years old. For the first two years I wondered if I needed to give it all up as my sex life was miserable. I desired so much to be close to another man, yet the sex SUCKED!

(I just thought of a new analogy. Imagine for some reason you have a strong desire to pet a porcupine, and of course every time you do you get pricked. You keep doing it in hopes you will have a different outcome until you realize that the same thing is going to get you the same outcome.) Well that was me, I was getting pricked every time I did m2m sex and I just didn't like it at all.

At the university where I attended, I would cruise the bathrooms. I would get off on reading the writing on the walls. A new writer was posting that he would pay a hot looking young man room and board in exchange for sex on the weekends. Anyway, when I started seeing those I would erase them. It wasn't because I was morally superior, but rather I was so angry that I would never measure up to his standards.

Then one day I ran into the guy who wrote those things on the wall, and he invited me to his hotel room. Thus, I got to hear his story...

He had been in a long term loving gay relationship with a younger guy. Then one day, that other guy said he had a dying relative in California, and needed to go out that way. He also said he needed money. So his lover gave him that. Then he disappeared off the radar after leaving. Finally, the guy hired a private detective. It turns out that his lover wanted to break up, and felt that he was entitled to some money -- kind of a "divorce settlement. Anyway, the guy was devastated and heart broken. He had no idea that his partner wanted out, and the way he did it was so cruel. Thus, he decided he would never fall in love again. He would rather pay for sex and be in control. Since he was paying, he figured he would want a hot college guy...

I was so ashamed that I had erased his writings on the stall walls. He wasn't a bad guy. He was just dong what he needed to do to protect his heart.

Anyway, that night I got to fuck for the first time. For the first time I realized just how WONDERFUL gay sex could be. I didn't know if I was cumming, pissing, being born, dying or what. The sensations were like nothing I had ever experienced. I never saw that man again, but I owe him so much for opening me to my top orientation. I hope he finally found a man who would love him unconditionally.

I don't know why I crave a man's ass; I just do. Perhaps I'm looking to get into some phantom "male womb" to find sanctuary, serenity, and purpose.

Years before I had sex, I would find myself wanting to touch a man's ass (at an age I cannot talk about on here). While way too many guys obsess on m2m sex by craving cock. That was never me. I want to be inside a hot man. It isn't just about getting my rocks off. I want/need that connection that merger. A man's ass is like a pacifier to me.

While I have ED, my desires and cravings haven't changed. I just have to use my fingers. Luckily, I have a wonderful partner who puts up with all my flaws.

I think my lucky stars for each and every handsome, hairy, muscular, manly men who are bottoms. They are the angels among us.





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[lordpenizworth]

I've had a few, I think. The one that I'll share now happened when I was new to it. I'd hit it off with a married guy I'd met online, and despite me still being a nervous wreck when meeting with a guy, I felt comfortable with him from the get-go.
We'd meet in his car. He'd drive us through the countryside and I'd service him as he drove (wife thought he was at the gym).
He had a beautiful cock and he came quickly and heavily. Because we were each very cautious, we used a condom. I'd suck him, he'd cum, and I'd remove the condom for him.
On the day of our third meeting...we were still driving after he'd cum. His flacid cock was lying on his thigh, oozing the rest of his load. I could not take my eyes off of it; it was still so...full.
I leaned over again and took him in my mouth au natural. So good it felt and the amount of cum in play was within my developing threshold. I sucked him until he was hard again, salty, slippery, and once again huge in my mouth.
From then on - no condom. He'd absolutely FLOOD my mouth when he came. Nice guy, gorgeous cock, significant amounts of cum... It was all coming together.

 

[Travler99921]

I can think of one, and one close call. The first was my first time with a man. It confirmed I was bisexual. I knew sex with men would be part of my life. Many years later I had sex with a guy and for the first time I had romantic feelings for a man. I think it might have developed into something, but Covid happened and we never got back together. I still think about it.

 

[nudeguy76]

i really enjoy hearing about others experiences and being able to discuss and share. when these older posts pop up i like that someone is exploring and then contributing their thoughts

 

[PFWilly]

I can think of one, and one close call. The first was my first time with a man. It confirmed I was bisexual. I knew sex with men would be part of my life. Many years later I had sex with a guy and for the first time I had romantic feelings for a man. I think it might have developed into something, but Covid happened and we never got back together. I still think about it.

Ditto.

The first time I had consensual sex with another guy demonstrated without a doubt that I am bisexual. Long time relationship with my wife, but still crave sex with another man. And yes, she knows of my special interests.

 

[n2kay17]

The 1st: I had a really great lover one summer after my freshman year, she was early thirties had a nice athletic body and she showed me how to satisfy a woman. Everything previous was just fumbling around. I saw her twice years later, she was married, had kids and I always said you were really wonderful, thanks. Her reply each time was, I'm glad for you, with a wink and a kiss.

The 2nd: More recently, I wasn't looking at the time but it has to be an old married, friend that laid me for the first time. It was a stunning, exhilarating, satisfying fuck session giving in to him, I enjoyed have him in me, the WTF moment, this is really happening, WOW. He said, really, really enjoying fucking me. Distance make it unlikely to happen again. Maybe there's another man out there. Again everything previous was just crummy, fumbling around experiences.

 

[jamesdillinger]

Did it change my life…? Well it was a first that I won’t forget in a hurry, one that I’ll actively seek out again:

I’ve been getting back to saunas with lockdowns easing - here’s an experience I‘m regularly jacking off to.

Usual sauna stuff, pay, key, undress (flashing my ass at the guys hanging around) towel on and starting my tour of the place, sizing up where the action is happening. Lots of couples in the hot tub, clearly things going on below the steamy bubbling water but didn’t want that, I was feeling a bit exhibitionist; I wanted to watch, be watched.

The steam room was busy, maybe 10-15 guys I could just about make out - making out. Good viewing, listening to the slapping, slurping and moaning. I took a seat on the top tier to get the best view as my eyes adjusted to the dark. Towel open, cock ring on, stroking myself hard watching the pleasure unfold. Then a new guy entered, sat on the seat below me, inches from my now hard 7 1/2 inch throbbing cock. He reached over his shoulder and ran his hand up my leg, I didn’t move. He took this as a signal to turn and get on his knees, ass in the air and engulfed my cock in his warm wet mouth, I’m dripping with sweat and groaning, head back. After a couple of minutes I was close to cumming so I asked him to play with my balls, he didn’t need asking twice, tonguing my clean shaven dangling balls for all he was worth.

I was losing it a bit to be honest, when my attention snapped back as someone else entered. He eyed my cocksucker’s puckered ass and stood behind him stroking his tight buns, rubbing his hard cock up and down between his legs. This gave my cocksucker new impetus, he bought his mouth back to my cock just as the new guy forced his cock up his ass, gently at first (loud groans) then more forcefully. His thrusts were matched by the attention on my cock. So hot, the guy sucking my cock like his life depended on it was getting the spitroast of his life. This was a first time for me and I couldn’t hold on for long - scooting my ass forward and holding my cocksucker’s head I pumped about six or eight streams of cum right down his throat - groans of pleasure again mixed with some gagging as he tried to swallow what he could, some cum dripping from his mouth.

I stood up to leave, turned back to see our new friend’s cock pulsing as I’ve unloaded into my cocksuckers proudly upturned ass

 

[tristantrotsky]

I'm much too shy to ever talk anyone into having sex. I'm so introverted I almost never take the initiative, or make the first move in a relationship. For me, sex has always happened as a result of the guy approaching me. I tend to be tongue-tied and socially awkward, so it's the other guy who makes all the moves, usually in a confident and self-assured way that has me a little bit scared, in awe or intimidated by him. So I’m nervous of offending him by any show of reluctance. Once it gets to the sex, once we get to his hotel room or wherever, and once we're naked together, there are no limits, once I’m contentedly sucking his cock I feel my true self-confidence and self-worth and there’s nothing I won’t do for him. When he’s rough-fucking my throat I feel no shyness or restraint at all..