After your first cock, did you.....

[larrycando]

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[scott6251]

"After you sucked your first cock, did you feel shame and swore never to do it again?

Or was it so hot, you knew you were hooked and a cock sucker for life.

Probably something in between. "

Yep - that's me!

Closet sucker for about 7 years

 

[sexyjaygay]

my first cock was awesome and awkward

It felt right in my mouth it was huge and yummy
But it felt awkward cuz it was my first and I was confused about sucking another guy

 

[lilydance]

He had a large one and I was unsure of what to do with it, so I just drooled onto it and got it wet. I began massaging it with my hand and I felt him harden to my touch. it didn't take me long to figure out what to do with it. It felt like magic, very passionate and hot.

 

[SexyLitForAll]

It felt right in my mouth it was huge and yummy
But it felt awkward cuz it was my first and I was confused about sucking another guy

Pretty much the same here...It was fun - but in the 1970's doing this in the conservative burbs??? What if we get caught??

 

[larrycando]

Thank you all for sharing your story with me.

I like to suck cock and be sucked. I just happen to enjoy the experience of sucking a guy's dick a little more than I do enjoy having mine sucked. If a guy is going to suck mine just for reciprocal reasons, then I would gladly pass on that.

For me.... at first it was so "on the edge" and in many ways it still is.

I am not ever confused with that behavior by anyone who knows me. I have to advertise on Craigslist to make contact with other men who have this desire.

I have not been fucked. Not sure I would like it.

I just get off on the idea that I helped another guy get a nut. I know just how important these things are.

 

[bicurnow]

greetings

"After you sucked your first cock, did you feel shame and swore never to do it again?

Or was it so hot, you knew you were hooked and a cock sucker for life.

Probably something in between. "

Yep - that's me!

Closet sucker for about 7 years

How does that closet taste, Scott? lol

 

[tahoechunk]

Oh yes....

Mine was a M/M massage where I was looking for happy ending my first one w/ a guy, and the guy just wasn't doing it for me, so I asked to 69, and he slid over and I popped his uncut cock in my mouth and just did what I imagined you're supposed to do. I think he enjoyed in better than me No cum, but it saw ' enlightening' I had a second massage where I popped his nuts and tasted his cum ! great I Love sucking cock !! Only had 2 experiences w/men.

 

[hex2112]

I was young and never was with a female. We sucked each other and it seemed so normal. I couldn't wait for the next time. There were hundreds of times with him even before I had sex with a woman.

 

[bassmanal]

First time was a man I met on a similar website. We chatted over coffee and drove to the top of a nearby parking lot where I fondled his cock and when he had his eyes closed I bent down and took him right to his balls. He didn't cum that day but a few days later we got together and he gave me a nice load which I swallowed. I have loved it from my first taste 4 years ago and I think about it often. I was made to do this.

 

[gunthernehmen]

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[Trimjob69]

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[underguy1]

I was a bit embarrassed for about a minute. Then I knew wanted more.

 

[J1biboi]

I had wanted to suck a cock for such a long time that I thought when I did get to that I would see stars and fireworks going off. But that didn't happen, instead it was just a wonderful natural feeling, like his cock was supposed to be in my mouth. I knew as soon as the head of his cock hit the roof of my mouth and I closed my lips around his shaft, that I would do this again. I felt no shame or remorse.

 

[none2_none2]

I was pretty much a loner in my personal life, and I suppose in many ways will always have this tendency. Sure I was a horny young man, but I think I was just as much interested in a guy spending time with me as getting off. After all, if it was just the need to shoot, I do have my hands.... Note: I didn't have sex with anybody else until I was 21.5 years old, so there was no perv who recruited me when I was a kid as some people would like to imply.

To be honest, I really didn't like m2m sex for the first two years. I thought perhaps there was some truth to all those who preached (not necessarily religious people) that same sex encounters were by their very acts unnatural and led to a miserable, lonely life if you didn't live a str8 life.

I didn't like some dude banging my mouth or expecting me to take me to take him all the way until he shot -- to which his shooting reminded me most of when I started to get a cold and snot would run down the back of my throat and make me want to hack it up. There also wasn't any discovery that cum was some wonderful elixir that I would come to crave. It smells fine, but the taste I could do without. Now pre-cum is usually good, but by far the majority of men do not produce that much pre-cum anyway...

I also didn't care for some dude poking my ass and pounding me like a jack hammer driver trying to break up concrete.

While having someone go down on me was pleasant, it definitely was not orgasmic...

So there I was enjoying the companionship of those fleeting moments with another guy, yet dreading the sex -- wondering if this is what I had to look forward to for the rest of my life if I continued down this path...

Now two years into it, I had an encounter that forever changed my attitude about m2m sex. It was rather a strange situation. A guy had been writing on the bathroom walls in one college building how he was going to pay some hot guy's rent and tuition to be his week-end lover...

I really don't understand people who sell sex as I think I sex should be free. Nevertheless, I erased his writings -- not because of some moral code against paid sex, but because I knew I could never be that "hot" guy who would draw that kind of interest. I was in shape, and full of testosterone. However, I wasn't hung like horse and I had some scars from surgeries...

Nevertheless, one day I figured out who it was who was writing those notes on the wall. He actually invited me to his hotel room. Note, he himself was not what one would call a great catch either. He wasn't too fat, nor to thin. He wasn't a scar face either. He was simply a very plain man. Anyway, I probably went to his hotel more out of curiosity as to who he was, than to get it on with him.

We actually talked for quite a while before we got in bed. His story was actually deeply touching. He wasn't a selfish man, he simply had gotten his heart broken, and by paying for sex, he thought he could control the situation and not get his heart torn up. Basically, several years before, he had met a real hot guy (at least hot in his mind). They had actually became a couple. Then a few years later, the guy said he got a message that someone in his immediate family had died, and he needed to go there. Plus he needed some money to settle the estate. So the guy completely trusting his "partner" gave him money, and expected he would be back in a month and that would be that...

Well his partner vanished off the radar. So he ended up hiring a private eye. Long and short, his partner wanted to break up, and felt that for his few years of being his partner, he deserved monetary compensation...

Well the guy of course was crushed, and felt so betrayed and he had trusted his partner with everything. Now some of you may be thinking that you cannot related to this because you are not "gay". However, that is beside the point. There are completely str8 men who can get crushed this way by a woman who is only in it for the money. So try to see it simply as a guy who was crushed -- regardless of being gay or bi or str8...

Anyway, once I knew his story I was able to see him as a decent human being who simply didn't want to be hurt again. He wanted a hot one because if he was paying for it, he might as well go for the gold. He was not some selfish asshole just flinging money to get what he wanted. Seeing him as a human being who struggled with his own issues, I realized that it wasn't about someone making me aware of MY flaws, but about someone protecting themselves from being hurt again.

Anyway, to get back to the juicy stuff. When we did hit the sack, I confided him that I had never really enjoyed the sex with another guy. However, I did enjoy the time spent with another guy, and the physical closeness. He knew I had never fucked a guy. Anyway, we went to the grocery store, and he bought some lotion. He did get his obligatory fuck, which like always was something that I really didn't like. It wasn't excruciatingly painful, but as always was just deep down inside something that I didn't like. (Perhaps it is similar to what a lesbian feels when they have intercourse with a dude, and it just seems wrong or foreign.)

However, unlike my other partners, he didn't call it quits after he got off from fucking. He was a good sport said it was my turn to top -- I had always thought perhaps I might like it, but didn't know for sure since I had no experience...

Well all I can say is that from the moment my cock touched his hole until I was done shooting off, this was the most monumental moment of my life. I don't know if it lasted 10 minutes or half an hour. All I know is that during the act it was as if time stood still. Note, that I was never like a jack rabbit -- racing to the finish line, but neither was I someone who just was laying there expecting my partner to do all the in and out with his butt. It was more like a slow paddle boat on a river going slowly down with the current. He was rather tight, and of course at 23, I was so hard for so long just anticipating being inside him from the time he said I would get a turn.

Words do not do justice to what I felt. I didn't know if I was going to cum or piss myself. I didn't know if I was going to pass out from the intense pleasure. It was like every holiday, (Christmas, New Year, Forth of July..., etc all rolled into those moments. Luckily, as young as I was, I still had great stamina and was able to hold back as long as possible so that I didn't have to worry about pre-mature ejaculation.

I don't know if the guy was a natural bottom, or just a versatile guy. I think he enjoyed it -- perhaps not because I was necessarily the greatest top he ever had (since I was definitely inexperienced, and I also didn't have a trophy cock like you see in porn movies). I'm guessing he may have liked it because he probably saw how much pleasure he was giving to my body for the first time. I was so wrapped up in the experience that I really don't know for sure. I do remember looking at his face and into his eyes and not recalling a look of discomfort. There was also this feeling that during the act I had become part of him as if we were one.

I was able to lay beside him for a while afterwards which was also meaningful to me. I wasn't able to spend the night, but I know when I left, my whole attitude about m2m sex had been profoundly changed from a sense that it was putting up with discomfort to one of sincere sexual bonding.

Sadly, I never saw the guy again in the restroom nor his writings on the stall walls. However, I will always be grateful to this man who gave me the opportunity to top. I've had so many countless, wonderful top experiences since that time so long ago. They weren't all earth shattering, but 99% off the time, I have totally enjoyed it, and I have I had few complaints from my partners. I may not be a bottom's dream choice, but I put my heart into it. That to me is what makes me man and not just a penis. Even in my hay day, I could loose an erection if I detected that my partner was uncomfortable or experiencing pain, and just accommodating me to be kind. I could also take a break and resume later if he felt that the position was cramping him. That later might even sometimes mean another day. I also learned that if you warm up a guy to the idea, he is more likely to give bottoming a try. That may mean carrying him into the bedroom. That might mean giving him a very long body rub. That may mean rimming him, fingering him, etc. A bottom man should always be made to feel like what he truly is -- a God send angel of mercy.

The fact is that a man's asshole for most men is the least understood part of his body. It is something that can be an embarrassment if not clean or if he has gas problems. It is not an area of the body that a guy is going to "brag" about. Most men, will show off pictures of their junk -- rarely of an asshole. It is also a part of the body that men are ingrained with the idea that if they derive pleasure there they are a real perv or in some way have ceased to be men.

Now some guys simply will never enjoy having their ass fucked. I never did, and I did the obligatory try plenty of times when I was young and naive and under the impression that it was a requirement to do the bottom role -- especially if you are not hung. The last time I bottomed was around 1986 and I don't miss it one bit.

If you can convince a man, that you are not taking away his masculinity, and that you are interested in the man as a man and not just a fetish for his asshole -- and that his pleasure and comfort mean as much as wanting to get off. Then you might get lucky. I was never interested in being some kind of rapist. A successful top is not about overpowering another man, but rather taking that man with you on a wonderful journey. Sometimes, you just have to let it rest and hope that he appreciated your kindness as a sign that he will come back again and let you try again. Because he knows he can trust you to do right by him.

The fact is that in the most successful m2m intercourse, it is the bottom who is the better man. He is the one who is putting everything on the line. He is trusting you to do no harm (physically & disease wise). He is the one who has to wrap his head around the fact that doing this does not take away his manliness. He is the same man before as after, and you have to make sure he knows that. He is not my "bitch". Rather he is my salvation in that constant hunger that I have.

The true reward for the top isn't the extra notch under his belt, nor even the wonderful orgasm. Rather it is the intensity of the oneness if done right: Where you can sink up your breathing, your emotions, where you have the most skin to skin contact, where you don't have to worry about suffocation if you park your cock to the bone a while just so he can adjust to the intrusion. It can also be a profound since of surrender for the top to realize that you have just had a MAN trust you with his most intimate parts. Being that I bareback (since I stick with monogamous relationships where HIV is not an issue), there is also the wonderfulness of feeling, smelling, tasting (if clean of course) that his asshole contains your essence.

I know I write to much, but it is so darned difficult to describe just how wonderful the whole act is. My only regret is that you can make love to a man for a lifetime, but still you cannot create life. When I am attracted to a man (emotionally and physically) it also goes through my head how I wish I could mix my genes with him and create someone who is better than me because half of this child's genes would come from this better man... Yes the bottom is the better man because despite all the wonderful things a top can do to make the bottom have a wonderful time. A top man NEEDS this intense experience with another man. It is like a discontent or storm in ones being that yearns for calmness than can only be felt with this kind of union.

As I have said plenty of times, a bottom man is like an angel of mercy for a top that has a restlessness until he is one with another man. I couldn't imagine a content life where a guy like me couldn't find another man who lets him inside his body to find sanctuary from the storms of life and the intense desire to mate.

 

[haurni]

I was curious and wanted to try it with my best friend. I enjoyed it and was almost always the initiator, but I think he was ashamed by it and not as interested as I was. So far I've had oral encounters with 4 guys but never intercourse. I don't get as much of men as I'd like and I'd love to try anal.

 

[Shavedallover]

A late starter but loved if the first time. Still do regularly

 

[larrycando]

I was pretty much a loner in my personal life, and I suppose in many ways will always have this tendency. Sure I was a horny young man, but I think I was just as much interested in a guy spending time with me as getting off. After all, if it was just the need to shoot, I do have my hands.... Note: I didn't have sex with anybody else until I was 21.5 years old, so there was no perv who recruited me when I was a kid as some people would like to imply.

To be honest, I really didn't like m2m sex for the first two years. I thought perhaps there was some truth to all those who preached (not necessarily religious people) that same sex encounters were by their very acts unnatural and led to a miserable, lonely life if you didn't live a str8 life.

I didn't like some dude banging my mouth or expecting me to take me to take him all the way until he shot -- to which his shooting reminded me most of when I started to get a cold and snot would run down the back of my throat and make me want to hack it up. There also wasn't any discovery that cum was some wonderful elixir that I would come to crave. It smells fine, but the taste I could do without. Now pre-cum is usually good, but by far the majority of men do not produce that much pre-cum anyway...

I also didn't care for some dude poking my ass and pounding me like a jack hammer driver trying to break up concrete.

While having someone go down on me was pleasant, it definitely was not orgasmic...

So there I was enjoying the companionship of those fleeting moments with another guy, yet dreading the sex -- wondering if this is what I had to look forward to for the rest of my life if I continued down this path...

Now two years into it, I had an encounter that forever changed my attitude about m2m sex. It was rather a strange situation. A guy had been writing on the bathroom walls in one college building how he was going to pay some hot guy's rent and tuition to be his week-end lover...

I really don't understand people who sell sex as I think I sex should be free. Nevertheless, I erased his writings -- not because of some moral code against paid sex, but because I knew I could never be that "hot" guy who would draw that kind of interest. I was in shape, and full of testosterone. However, I wasn't hung like horse and I had some scars from surgeries...

Nevertheless, one day I figured out who it was who was writing those notes on the wall. He actually invited me to his hotel room. Note, he himself was not what one would call a great catch either. He wasn't too fat, nor to thin. He wasn't a scar face either. He was simply a very plain man. Anyway, I probably went to his hotel more out of curiosity as to who he was, than to get it on with him.

We actually talked for quite a while before we got in bed. His story was actually deeply touching. He wasn't a selfish man, he simply had gotten his heart broken, and by paying for sex, he thought he could control the situation and not get his heart torn up. Basically, several years before, he had met a real hot guy (at least hot in his mind). They had actually became a couple. Then a few years later, the guy said he got a message that someone in his immediate family had died, and he needed to go there. Plus he needed some money to settle the estate. So the guy completely trusting his "partner" gave him money, and expected he would be back in a month and that would be that...

Well his partner vanished off the radar. So he ended up hiring a private eye. Long and short, his partner wanted to break up, and felt that for his few years of being his partner, he deserved monetary compensation...

Well the guy of course was crushed, and felt so betrayed and he had trusted his partner with everything. Now some of you may be thinking that you cannot related to this because you are not "gay". However, that is beside the point. There are completely str8 men who can get crushed this way by a woman who is only in it for the money. So try to see it simply as a guy who was crushed -- regardless of being gay or bi or str8...

Anyway, once I knew his story I was able to see him as a decent human being who simply didn't want to be hurt again. He wanted a hot one because if he was paying for it, he might as well go for the gold. He was not some selfish asshole just flinging money to get what he wanted. Seeing him as a human being who struggled with his own issues, I realized that it wasn't about someone making me aware of MY flaws, but about someone protecting themselves from being hurt again.

Anyway, to get back to the juicy stuff. When we did hit the sack, I confided him that I had never really enjoyed the sex with another guy. However, I did enjoy the time spent with another guy, and the physical closeness. He knew I had never fucked a guy. Anyway, we went to the grocery store, and he bought some lotion. He did get his obligatory fuck, which like always was something that I really didn't like. It wasn't excruciatingly painful, but as always was just deep down inside something that I didn't like. (Perhaps it is similar to what a lesbian feels when they have intercourse with a dude, and it just seems wrong or foreign.)

However, unlike my other partners, he didn't call it quits after he got off from fucking. He was a good sport said it was my turn to top -- I had always thought perhaps I might like it, but didn't know for sure since I had no experience...

Well all I can say is that from the moment my cock touched his hole until I was done shooting off, this was the most monumental moment of my life. I don't know if it lasted 10 minutes or half an hour. All I know is that during the act it was as if time stood still. Note, that I was never like a jack rabbit -- racing to the finish line, but neither was I someone who just was laying there expecting my partner to do all the in and out with his butt. It was more like a slow paddle boat on a river going slowly down with the current. He was rather tight, and of course at 23, I was so hard for so long just anticipating being inside him from the time he said I would get a turn.

Words do not do justice to what I felt. I didn't know if I was going to cum or piss myself. I didn't know if I was going to pass out from the intense pleasure. It was like every holiday, (Christmas, New Year, Forth of July..., etc all rolled into those moments. Luckily, as young as I was, I still had great stamina and was able to hold back as long as possible so that I didn't have to worry about pre-mature ejaculation.

I don't know if the guy was a natural bottom, or just a versatile guy. I think he enjoyed it -- perhaps not because I was necessarily the greatest top he ever had (since I was definitely inexperienced, and I also didn't have a trophy cock like you see in porn movies). I'm guessing he may have liked it because he probably saw how much pleasure he was giving to my body for the first time. I was so wrapped up in the experience that I really don't know for sure. I do remember looking at his face and into his eyes and not recalling a look of discomfort. There was also this feeling that during the act I had become part of him as if we were one.

I was able to lay beside him for a while afterwards which was also meaningful to me. I wasn't able to spend the night, but I know when I left, my whole attitude about m2m sex had been profoundly changed from a sense that it was putting up with discomfort to one of sincere sexual bonding.

Sadly, I never saw the guy again in the restroom nor his writings on the stall walls. However, I will always be grateful to this man who gave me the opportunity to top. I've had so many countless, wonderful top experiences since that time so long ago. They weren't all earth shattering, but 99% off the time, I have totally enjoyed it, and I have I had few complaints from my partners. I may not be a bottom's dream choice, but I put my heart into it. That to me is what makes me man and not just a penis. Even in my hay day, I could loose an erection if I detected that my partner was uncomfortable or experiencing pain, and just accommodating me to be kind. I could also take a break and resume later if he felt that the position was cramping him. That later might even sometimes mean another day. I also learned that if you warm up a guy to the idea, he is more likely to give bottoming a try. That may mean carrying him into the bedroom. That might mean giving him a very long body rub. That may mean rimming him, fingering him, etc. A bottom man should always be made to feel like what he truly is -- a God send angel of mercy.

The fact is that a man's asshole for most men is the least understood part of his body. It is something that can be an embarrassment if not clean or if he has gas problems. It is not an area of the body that a guy is going to "brag" about. Most men, will show off pictures of their junk -- rarely of an asshole. It is also a part of the body that men are ingrained with the idea that if they derive pleasure there they are a real perv or in some way have ceased to be men.

Now some guys simply will never enjoy having their ass fucked. I never did, and I did the obligatory try plenty of times when I was young and naive and under the impression that it was a requirement to do the bottom role -- especially if you are not hung. The last time I bottomed was around 1986 and I don't miss it one bit.

If you can convince a man, that you are not taking away his masculinity, and that you are interested in the man as a man and not just a fetish for his asshole -- and that his pleasure and comfort mean as much as wanting to get off. Then you might get lucky. I was never interested in being some kind of rapist. A successful top is not about overpowering another man, but rather taking that man with you on a wonderful journey. Sometimes, you just have to let it rest and hope that he appreciated your kindness as a sign that he will come back again and let you try again. Because he knows he can trust you to do right by him.

The fact is that in the most successful m2m intercourse, it is the bottom who is the better man. He is the one who is putting everything on the line. He is trusting you to do no harm (physically & disease wise). He is the one who has to wrap his head around the fact that doing this does not take away his manliness. He is the same man before as after, and you have to make sure he knows that. He is not my "bitch". Rather he is my salvation in that constant hunger that I have.

The true reward for the top isn't the extra notch under his belt, nor even the wonderful orgasm. Rather it is the intensity of the oneness if done right: Where you can sink up your breathing, your emotions, where you have the most skin to skin contact, where you don't have to worry about suffocation if you park your cock to the bone a while just so he can adjust to the intrusion. It can also be a profound since of surrender for the top to realize that you have just had a MAN trust you with his most intimate parts. Being that I bareback (since I stick with monogamous relationships where HIV is not an issue), there is also the wonderfulness of feeling, smelling, tasting (if clean of course) that his asshole contains your essence.

I know I write to much, but it is so darned difficult to describe just how wonderful the whole act is. My only regret is that you can make love to a man for a lifetime, but still you cannot create life. When I am attracted to a man (emotionally and physically) it also goes through my head how I wish I could mix my genes with him and create someone who is better than me because half of this child's genes would come from this better man... Yes the bottom is the better man because despite all the wonderful things a top can do to make the bottom have a wonderful time. A top man NEEDS this intense experience with another man. It is like a discontent or storm in ones being that yearns for calmness than can only be felt with this kind of union.

As I have said plenty of times, a bottom man is like an angel of mercy for a top that has a restlessness until he is one with another man. I couldn't imagine a content life where a guy like me couldn't find another man who lets him inside his body to find sanctuary from the storms of life and the intense desire to mate.

Wow. You write with so much emotion and feelings. One thing is clear, I understand your feelings about MM sex. You have spent the time reflecting on it. I am honored by your share.

 

[photobuff56]

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[Naughty69M2M]

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[CharlieGG]

Pretty damn drunk with my college roommate (I love telling the story if anyone wants to chat on Yahoo IM or Skype about it! )

Both. Totally hot, would do it again, but also knew "Oh God we can't keep doing this..." Years later I look back and think "Meh, no big deal..." but at the time it felt like it was a really bad idea to continue.

 

[Tiger1978]

For a long time after I started seeing guys I didn't. I guess in my head I still wanted to see myself as straight rather than bi and going down on a guy seemed a step over the line. Dumb, I know.

Then, a guy i met online for sex became my first real boyfriend. I still declined to suck him for the first two months of our relationship (!). Luckily he didnt mind too much.

Then one time I decided to surprise him, and while jerking him off, went down, let my tongue run along it then let it slide into my mouth. I sucked him until he came in my mouth and I loved it.

I surprised myself by how much I enjoyed the firm warmth of his dick in my mouth. And the power I felt over him.

Felt no shame, not in the slightest. Only that I'd held off for so long.

 

[none2_none2]

Wow. You write with so much emotion and feelings. One thing is clear, I understand your feelings about MM sex. You have spent the time reflecting on it. I am honored by your share.

Thanks for the thought, and though I have a problem with being brief this comment won't be a novel...

Do keep in mind that lots of times I disagree with some that think they are completely straight but crave cock. Personally, I don't like labels PERIOD, but I do think for those who want to play with a "cock only" you have to consider the man and his heart -- behind the cock. A "beautiful" cock on a jerk I say is worse than an average cock on a considerate guy -- because a cock by it self does nothing.

It is the man behind it that has to get it to function, and though I'm a top I know full well that a cock doesn't function well if the man behind it isn't in a good state of mind and the person servicing that cock isn't going to enjoy it as much if the guy (not the cock itself) doesn't appreciate the efforts.

Now one difference I think exists between men and women is that plenty of men may want to get it on even if they have a "headache" as the orgasm might actually make the headache go away than not getting it on. On the other hand, if a guy is depressed his cock won't perform nearly as well as if he is in a normal frame of mind. Now the "anticipation" of sex can be used to help get a guy out of a bad state, but you'll never see a sex scene (gay/str8/bi) where the guy is all weepy yet hard because it is the MAN driving the cock -- not just a cock in-and-of itself.

That is why I say even those that want to say they are straight, the guy with the cock still matters. That doesn't mean he is going to run off and live happily ever after with another dude -- rather just that you cannot completely divorce the cock from the man it's attached to. If you could, then most cock interested men would be satisfied with just a toy.

Though I crave fucking, I never forget no matter how tight, clean, receptive or beautiful a man's ass might be it is the man (not his body part) that makes the difference. That is why it is also important (for tops) that you thank the man for his service -- make him feel like he did a great job (after all most guys who want to help you feel good are doing this on their own time for free)... Nobody is entitled to have a guy get him off, so when they are receptive to your needs let them know how much it really made your day -- even if you might never see him again. Though I just cannot reach orgasm from oral sex, I even thank a guy who goes down on my cock as he deserves recognition for at least trying. (Who knows, you might find that such simple, sincere appreciations might mean one day you run into him again and DO get him to try bottoming. )

Finally, as a guy in my mid-50's, I think itis also important to say for those that may dismiss playing with a guy's cock as he gets up in age:

"A cock doesn't wrinkle from old age, but from lack of excitement!"

 

[MoleskineScribbler]

I love these first time stories!

After my first time, yes, I felt shame, and yes, knew I wanted to do it again. The sense of shame added to the excitement.

 

[1960curious]

My first time was great! I waited far to long before I finally sucked a cock! I was not ashamed at all.
I was with him two nights in a row.... Now I think and want cock all the time!

I was very nervous and excited all at once. He was very good with me, he told me that I could do as little or as much as I wanted.
I just had on gym shorts and no underwear on. He stood up and pulled of his underwear off and said "what the hell I am going for it"
He sat down on my bed and reached up my shorts leg opening and started playing with my hard cock. I reached over and slowly and softly touched his hard cock. His cock felt different then mine in my hand, so hard but so soft!
I leaned over and kissed his cock head, (OMG I was in heaven) his mushroom head was so soft to my lips! I opened my mouth and slid my lips down his hard cock while I played with his balls in my hand. He let out a moan (which turned me on even more!
I stopped stood up and took my shorts off, as soon as I did he took my cock in his mouth! He sucked me while I played with his hard cock. I layed back on my bed and we moved into a 69 with me on the bottom. He sucked on my cock while I stroked and sucked his cock. What a feeling and sight, him sucking my cock while his hard cock was above me. I sucked his cock as deep as I could, my lips on his base and his cock in my throat. I moved my head up and down his cock. His cock shaft was so Hard and his head was so soft. I really liked sliding my lips over his head over and over and over.

We played and sucked each other for over an hour before I came (and boy did I cum!) he wiped up my cum and rubbed it all over my cock the he started sucking me again!!
I just kept sucking him and rolled him over onto his back. I started sucking his balls and stocked his cock and he started moaning and then shot his cum all over my hand and his belly! I licked off my hand and licked up all his cum of his belly then opened my mouth and deep throated his cock and sucked him dry!!!

We layed there for awhile then went to bed in our own beds!

This was the first night out of two!!
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Night 2

We got back to the motel room a little after midnight after some partying and consumming some alcohol. Which made us both horny!

We could not get our clothes of fast enough. He got his clothes off and sat on the edge of the bed and layed back. I looked over at him and all I seen was his hard cock begging me to suck it. I got between his legs and wrapped my one hand around his cock and the other one I caressed his balls. I licked up and down his shaft before I opened my mouth and took his cock in all the way to the base!!
I slide my mouth up and down his cock over and over, I just love the feeling of his cock in my mouth. The feeling of the difference between his hard shaft and spongy soft head! I sucked him for at least a half hour, I like hearing him moan and tell me how good I was making him feel!
I stood up and wrapped my hands around both of our cocks. Wow what a feeling my hard cock against his hard cock in my hands stroking them together. Me rubbing my precum all over his cock and his precum all over me..
He finally pulled me up onto the bed and we got back into a 69. We sucked, licked and stroked each other for a couple hours. My mouth was so dry and getting sore, but I was not going to stop till I had his cum again!
I stroked his cock while I slid my lips over his mushroom soft head. In and out over and over! I caressed his balls and stroked his cock and sucked his cock head till I felt his cock pulsate and shoot 6 ropes of cum into my mouth! After about the third or forth one, I came into his mouth!! OMG I have never felt so good! We just layed there for a while and finally I got up and went to my bed a 3:30am.......