first kiss

[4yourpleasureiam]

I have spend the day reading stories concerning white husbands experiencing their first kiss from another man and how they felt so loved and like a girl getting her first kiss. I wonder how many on here have a memory of a first kiss from a strong man and how they felt.

Even though I had experienced sucking cock for a while there was no kissing or reciprocal. My first time feeling loved was when I was home on leave and sitting at a bar on Bourbon street. A older man sat down and started talking. Being polite I returned the conversation when suddenly he told me I was gay. I protested but did not get up and walk out. Later he asked me to change bars with him and I thought why not. We walked down to Laffite's a well knw gay hang out. At the bar he introduced me to a bunch of his friends. In front of them he pulled me in close and kissed me. It was like the world stopped and I felt faint, warm and so soft all at once. I felt so protected and yes like a girl getting her first kiss from her hero. Alas for us my leave soon ended and I had to report back for duty. I never saw him again but he will always be a part of me.

Has anyone else had such an experience.

 

[UnderMyKilt]

Maybe a little different than what the OP had in mind but my first kiss from another man came at the hands of a friend, then my best friend, who was also the the gay lover of my youth. We'd been sexually active together for sometime, with mutual handjobs, frotting, and often cumming on each other but up to this time had never had anal sex nor had we kissed.

Reader's Digest version, paraphrased from the long version in my first story, but we were at Yosemite National Park with performing organizations from our college. We were staying in the tent cabins at Curry Village and four of us we're assigned to our tent. As it turned out, our room had two single beds and one double so two us had to share a bed. Of course my "friend" and I, benevolent souls that we were, made the sacrifice and volunteered to double up with nefarious intent in the back of our minds.

I was anally active, with toys, and had been for a long time and had reached the point with my friend that I was just craving, dreaming, of having his cock inside me. Now, as we prepared for bed, (and having smoked some weed) I was admittedly a bit turned on, in fact my dick was hard as a rock, but I didn't feel my friend would be bold enough to try anything in a cabin shared with two other young men. So, after climbing into bed, I merely rolled over, my back to my friend, and expected to go to sleep.

A short time later, as I was nearly asleep, and I think after he felt the other two guys were asleep, my friend (lover) slid over to me in the "spoons" position, started rubbing his groin against my backside, and reached around to rub my penis through my underpants. I was so turned on that I let out a gasp and just melted at his touch.

I wanted it so badly, I was so comfortable in bed with him, and my head just swam in reverie. I rolled my head around to look at him and ask if we should really do this in a room with the other two guys. Instead, unexpectedly, before I could say a word, I found his tongue in my mouth, and then mine in his. I think we were both surprised. We had never kissed before, as I think we both had previously felt that would be too "gay", but the moment seemed to have gotten to us.

We continued to kiss deeply and passionately, our tongues dancing with each other, as he rubbed my penis and tugged at my underpants. I was extremely turned on as I’d been anticipating, hoping for, but not really expecting, something like this all day. When I slid my underpants off, I realized that he was naked as his hard penis, the tip already wet with precum, was rubbing against my buns. He started to reach around and stroke my penis but I waved his hand off, as I was so excited that I was about to cum and I wanted this to last. I rolled over to face him and we kissed, and kissed, even more passionately, while I stroked his penis.

I then began to nibble down his neck and found myself sucking and biting his nipples while I continued to jerk his cock. I finally rolled back over into the spoons position and guided his dick into my ass crack. As we had no lube, he wet his cock with spit and attempted to push it past my sphincter. I was too tight, and too dry, and we couldn't make it work succeeding in only getting his glans partly into my hole. Still, it felt glorious to me.

As a result, he contended himself by rubbing his penis up and down my ass crack, from my butt hole to my balls, occasionally poking his glans into my hole. All the while, he was reaching around and playing with my rigid cock. I would occasionally clinch my butt cheeks together, entrapping his dick. It felt warm and luscious to me and he would occasionally moan (quietly, remember, we weren't alone).

We continued like this for a while, his dick sliding up and down in my ass crack occasionally pausing to push slightly into my hole, until, with a gasp, he started jetting hot semen into my crack. Wanting to feel it for all it worth, I pushed back against his cock as he came and he pushed forcefully against my butt hole. With just his glans buried in my anus, the intensity of his orgasm forced some of his slippery cum deeper into my rectum and, unexpectedly to both of us, his glans slipped past my sphincter and into my rectum. It hurt a little at first, as he was well hung, but then began to feel so good!!! As he continued to cum he moved in and out of my butt, working his dick and the slippery cum deeper into me with each thrust, till he was buried to the hilt.

I almost thought I would pass out as my total consciousness was focused on the intense pleasure I was feeling in my ass. Almost simultaneously, I came into his hand which he clinched tightly around the head of my dick catching most of the cum in his palm. We lay there, gasping, while he gently continued to rub my dick, which was now slippery with cum, and I gently undulated against his still hard cock buried in my ass. I turned my head to look at him, we both glanced at the other two sleeping guys, and we began to uncontrollably giggle, each trying to quiet the other. After he grew soft and slid out of me, we half heartedly cleaned up with our underwear, and fell asleep, naked, in each other's arms.

So that was it, my first gay kiss and first ass fuck all at once. First of many, with that special friend and lover.

 

[jackstud]

I have spend the day reading stories concerning white husbands experiencing their first kiss from another man and how they felt so loved and like a girl getting her first kiss. I wonder how many on here have a memory of a first kiss from a strong man and how they felt.

Even though I had experienced sucking cock for a while there was no kissing or reciprocal. My first time feeling loved was when I was home on leave and sitting at a bar on Bourbon street. A older man sat down and started talking. Being polite I returned the conversation when suddenly he told me I was gay. I protested but did not get up and walk out. Later he asked me to change bars with him and I thought why not. We walked down to Laffite's a well knw gay hang out. At the bar he introduced me to a bunch of his friends. In front of them he pulled me in close and kissed me. It was like the world stopped and I felt faint, warm and so soft all at once. I felt so protected and yes like a girl getting her first kiss from her hero. Alas for us my leave soon ended and I had to report back for duty. I never saw him again but he will always be a part of me.

Has anyone else had such an experience.

Wow, thank you never knew baby

 

[Hitchiker69]

My first m/m kiss was with a man I'd just met hours before. He'd picked me up while I was hitch hiking in Northern California.
When he offered that I could sleep at his apartment I knew sex was likely. It often happened, and I'd been with several men before.
Mostly they sucked me or I topped them. I'd never tried accepting anal myself. A few guys had wanted kisses, but I turned away; I wasn't ready for that.
Sometimes I would suck the guy if I was comfortable with him and the mood was right.

This guy was different. He seduced me expertly, with strong drinks and humor. After a few hours he offered his shower
before I went to sleep on his fold out couch. He showered after me, then came in to the living room with just a towel on,
and offered me a massage. I knew where this was going to end up, or so I thought. As soon as he started massaging my back I melted.
I wanted his cock in my mouth so bad, that I rolled over on my back and found his cock in my face. A moment later it was deep in my
mouth and I was sucking him greedily and deeply.

The rest of the night was intensely sexual as we were both so horny for cock. We sucked, 69'd hugged and did everything that we could to satisfy
ourselves and each other. At some point he was on top of me, his hard cock between my thighs. Without giving it a lot of thought I
just yielded to the passion, and spread my legs, wrapping them around his waist while I yielded to him. He knew just what to do,
and slowly, carefully pressed his cock into my eager ass. He was gentle but insistent. It didn't hurt at all as his cock entered my virgin ass.
In fact I was loving it, and encouraged him by thrusting my ass to him as he entered me. At that moment I knew what it meant to be the woman, accepting a cock deep in me.
We found a rhythm, and we were making love just like a man would with a woman. I knew how to respond and enjoy him. I knew what he wanted, and it pleased me immensely to give my ass to him.
I was holding and embracing him with both my arms and legs as we moved together. We were cheek to cheek, breathing heavily and he was kissing my neck. I was whispering in his ear 'you feel SO GOOD inside me' 'fuck me deeper' 'I love your cock' and things like that.

I felt a desire to kiss him. It seemed silly, after all, to take his cock up my ass, but to hold back on the kisses he wanted. To I turned my head to give him a
peck on the cheek. He knew what I was offering, and immediately kissed me on the lips. I responded with some tongue, and suddenly we were fucking and kissing
like teenagers after the prom.

This went on for a long time. I lost track of time that night. My whole reality was sex, cock, manhood and fucking. We fucked like rabbits until we were both exhausted and spent.

That night was a huge breakthrough for me. Fist anal, first m/m kiss. I'd totally dropped all inhibitions, and was rewarded with the best night of sex I'd ever had.
It changed my life. From then on I was proactively gay, or at least Bi. I wouldn't just wait for guys to find me. I started going to gay bars or cruising gay pick up spots.
And whenever I was with a man I craved cock up my ass. The night feels incomplete without it

 

[none2_none2]

I've had wonderful kisses over the years. I love kissing because it is one more way of bonding with someone you love.

As to the first kiss, it wasn't good at all and is part of the story of my first m2m connection. I had become of a mind that I couldn't ever do m2m sex because God would punish me (in my mind most likely by killing my grandma), but there was nothing to punish me if i watched. So anyway, I started hanging out at public restrooms. Back then I never saw anything, but at least read about attempts to connect on the stall walls. Well one night, two stalls were occupied, and I took the third (one on the end). The two guys waited forever, but finally one guy must have gotten impatient and finally left. The remaining guy, then finally started talking to me. Though I don't remember exactly what he said, but it wasn't overtly sexual in nature. I was drawn to his voice because it was so masculine and deep. I was drawn to his voice like a moth is drawn to the light...

Over the next few weeks, I visited him at his house. Note, other than his voice, he was not an attractive man. He was skinny, had beedy eyes with thick glasses, etc. However, he still had that very confident and calming voice. For those into cock, his cock was a decent size. I did feel it at one point as I was curious how another man's cock might feel to the touch. However, as my nature, that was simply much of why I was attracted to a man...

Anyway, one of those visits, he took me into his bedroom and kissed me for about 10-20 minutes. While I loved his body next to mine, eventually the kissing made me rather sick to my stomach. My stomach waa empty, and he was a heavy pipe smoker. I'll never understand why some men let themselves get hooked on tobacco, the only advantage I can see to it is if someone has bad breath, smoke does a better job of making it seem less nauseating than someone who has bad breath and no smokers breath to mask it. (Note, I've dearly loved plenty of men who were smokers. So I judge men by their hearts more than their bad habits, but I still don't like that they do it. My wonderful partner of 17 or so years tried to give it up after 5 bypasses several years back, but he got back to the habit. We don't talk about it as I figure nagging someone about it only makes them want to do it more.)

Anyway, the first guy probably never should have been my first kiss nor my first sexual encounter. He did make me realize just how much I yearned to be with another man. For two years after him, I had many more encounters. Everything about those years was so miserable for me. While my grandma never died as a result of my encounters as my religious beliefs at the time for some reason made me think would be my punishment, I did feel that the real punishment would be of the nature of the sex. I was so desperate to want the love and physical closeness of another man, the sex was so unfulfilling. I usually ended up jacking myself off. I really wondered what I was getting out of these encounters as the emotional connection was just so fleeting.... Note, that almost all of those encounters were with guys 10 or so years older than me as part of my "need" was affirmation from a more "daddy" character.

Then one day about two years into my sexual journey, I met a man who let me penetrate him. Finally, my eyes were open to just how powerful and fulfilling m2m sex could be. In all honesty, in my years leading up to this, I tended to look at men's asses and secretly wanted to feel up a man's ass, but never dared to consider sex there. Part of it was shame that I was only of average endownment. (Some gus had told me that topping was for hung men.) Likewise, when I ran into gay porn, there seemed to be an emphasis on big cocks penetrating. Likewise, the older men I was attracted were always portrayed as the top in the stories.

That first topping experience changed my whole outlook on m2m sex. I then took to m2m sex like a duckling takes to water. I still wanted it to be an emotional thing which seemed to elude me, but at least many times there was a closeness with another man that I craved even if it doesn't last for very long. Kissing is part of that bonding.

There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think multiple times how much I missing being inside my partner now that I have ED which even with the blue pill doesn't seem to keep me firm. I can get piss hardons, etc, but it just doesn't stay hard for long. However, I have a very loving partner, and we hug so much during the night. I love to spread his cheeks and put my thigh against his hole. It isn't the same as being inside, but at least he knows how much I still crave him, his very hairy body, his scent, etc (Well more so when he hasn't smoked for a while). I love wearing his worn shirts at times. I tell him it is to save on laundry, but another part is I love smelling him when he isn't around. Still one of the greatest things is the kisses I get. Whenever one of us has to go run tow town (we live out in the country so it is fairly often), I get my kisses. It isn't so much erotic -- we don't really do the tongue on those kisses, but it is SO comforting to have his lips against mine. Life may not be perfect, but those innocent kisses make my day.

 

[4yourpleasureiam]

Thanks for all the replies. Some happily had sweet results some sadly not so sweet but still we all have our memories.

I refer to that wonderful feeling of feeling safe and loved in a mans arm . At the same time I wonder about the bitter sweet memories of so many not lovely first kisses. How many girls have been left with the ugh first kiss just as how many boys have never had the pleasure of the warmth. My love to all.

And thank you my Jack for your kisses.

 

[klippert]

Ill be the odd 'Man' out

My first m/m kiss i didn't like one bit...it was uncomfortable. If that was a requirement for oral, or anal...I most likely would have quit the Gay sex right then and there. Not making that decision 5 yrs later

 

[4yourpleasureiam]

My first m/m kiss i didn't like one bit...it was uncomfortable. If that was a requirement for oral, or anal...I most likely would have quit the Gay sex right then and there. Not making that decision 5 yrs later

I thank that is natural, just like every kiss between a man and woman is not good. I had never thought I would like kissing a man but something magical happened that night, Something totally out of the blue and unexpected. Luckily kissing is not a requirement or even expected.

 

[jackstud]

I really get off on it. Why I get off on it with you 4yourpleasure

 

[4yourpleasureiam]

I really get off on it. Why I get off on it with you 4yourpleasure

My Love. I wish you had been my first and always. Every time we talk my clitty stiffens up. Hugs and kisses

 

[ComfortablyBi]

There's this gay man I see occasionally for the purpose of fellating him. He's a really nice guy and understands my need to suck cock and respects my limitations (no anal). He's a short but large man, probably over 250 pounds, with a smooth, almost hairless body. I find him extremely sexy.

On this particular day I went to his house and immediately stripped (I only wear shorts, sandals and a t-shirt when I see him. Then I lifted his shirt (his only article of clothing) over his head and we stood nude facing each other. My hands went to his gorgeous man boobs and he began to stimulate my nipples.

I don't know what came over me but while gazing into his eyes the scene felt surprisingly romantic and I leaned down and gave him a sweet, almost chaste, peck on the lips. Well that opened the flood gates and we were soon passionately tongue fucking each others mouths. It just felt right. Now we make out every time we each other.

He especially enjoys when I kiss and share his precum with him during his blowjob. He wants me to share the semen but I keep that all for myself. He calls me "greedy"

 

[muycurioso]

I only kissed oNE guy romantically

I wish I was more bold and brave back then, in my 20s

 

[4yourpleasureiam]

There's this gay man I see occasionally for the purpose of fellating him. He's a really nice guy and understands my need to suck cock and respects my limitations (no anal). He's a short but large man, probably over 250 pounds, with a smooth, almost hairless body. I find him extremely sexy.

On this particular day I went to his house and immediately stripped (I only wear shorts, sandals and a t-shirt when I see him. Then I lifted his shirt (his only article of clothing) over his head and we stood nude facing each other. My hands went to his gorgeous man boobs and he began to stimulate my nipples.

I don't know what came over me but while gazing into his eyes the scene felt surprisingly romantic and I leaned down and gave him a sweet, almost chaste, peck on the lips. Well that opened the flood gates and we were soon passionately tongue fucking each others mouths. It just felt right. Now we make out every time we each other.

He especially enjoys when I kiss and share his precum with him during his blowjob. He wants me to share the semen but I keep that all for myself. He calls me "greedy"

What a beautiful happening. Isn't that so true, It is like you step out of your body and it goes on automatic and just does what is right. I am Happy for you and your friend.

 

[4yourpleasureiam]

I wish I was more bold and brave back then, in my 20s

Do not give upon experiencing new things, Sweetie. Life's road may hold some surprise bends for you yet. Hugs