My first experience with a guy

I’m wondering if by “first experience “ most men refer to sucking but if you just want to get sucked………..!!
First experience is "first". I don't think it matters what end of the "experience" you're on. My first experience (and many after that) was me getting sucked by a guy who was 25+ years older. I never sucked him. You can "read all about it" here: https://www.literotica.com/s/tribute-to-a-cocksucker
 
I’m wondering if by “first experience “ most men refer to sucking but if you just want to get sucked………..!!
Is getting your dick sucked by a man not an experience with a man?

Anyway, maybe you’re just referring to how this place seems to be saturated with bottoms and we just don’t hear from the tops a lot.

It’s not just this place, but also appearances can be deceiving.

I think there are two reasons for that:

There really are more bottoms than tops, and, tops just don’t have the attention-seeking, exhibitionistic need to advertise themselves as much.

They can find bottoms so easily but bottoms seem to have to compete with each other to get the attention of the tops.
 
Is getting your dick sucked by a man not an experience with a man?

Anyway, maybe you’re just referring to how this place seems to be saturated with bottoms and we just don’t hear from the tops a lot.

It’s not just this place, but also appearances can be deceiving.

I think there are two reasons for that:

There really are more bottoms than tops, and, tops just don’t have the attention-seeking, exhibitionistic need to advertise themselves as much.

They can find bottoms so easily but bottoms seem to have to compete with each other to get the attention of the tops.
My trans girlfriend is a pure top but she keeps this a secret from everyone. You will never see her on a forum like this.
 
Here is a re-post of a true story of my first time being sucked off by another man --

My first time was the best. It was several years ago. I was in an adult store that had private booths for viewing xxx videos. I was watching and stroking, and there was a glory hole from the adjoining booth. A young man entered the booth next to mine and I could see him watching me. After a short while, he whispered that he wants to suck my dick. Back then I had never been sucked by a guy before, and though I was a little curious, I was reluctant. But I was excited over being watched while I stroked my hard cock. He kept asking to suck me. I finally told him that we could go into a larger booth together and watch each other stroke. There was a larger booth with a full sized sofa.

I zipped up, then left the booth I was in and walked over to and entered the large booth. He followed me a few seconds later and we locked the door. I put a $5 bill in and started a video. Then I unzipped, pulled out my cock, sat on the sofa and began stroking again. He did the same. He was watching me intently and he kept moving his face closer and close to my cock. I resisted at first. Yet I was extremely turned on and super horny and excited about what it would feel like to be sucked off by this young, nice looking guy. Pretty soon, I could no longer resist and I let him put his mouth on my hard, throbbing cock. He sucked me in deep right away and it felt so wonderful. His head bobbed up and down and his tongue swirled across the sensitive underside of my dick. He kept this up for a while and I was very close to cumming, so he slowed the pace a little. Then he started licking my balls and that felt better than I would have ever imagined! He was so good at it, applying just the right amount of pressure and ran his tongue across every part of my ball sack. It made my cock throb and pre-cum started dripping out. He quickly sucked my pre-cum into his eager mouth. He alternated between sucking my cock and licking my balls for several minutes while I was very much of the verge of shooting a huge load of cum. When he sensed that I couldn't hold off any longer, he sucked me in deep again and began making steady, long strokes with his lips around my dick, up and down. I started cumming hard and he kept his sucking motion going while I shot powerful streams of warm, sweet cum into him mouth, which he hungrily swallowed down. He kept sucking until the throbbing of my cock subsided. Like I said, it was by far the best blowjob I had ever experienced.

I have been sucked by men a few times since then, but it has never been as good as that first time.
 
This is a fantasy of mine, to have a male masseuse offer me a massage, me laying on my front and he slowly but surely makes his way to my rosebud, not sure I'm into the forced bit though.
I went to a local massage Guy with a reputation for doing good, deep, athletic massage, ie not wimpy “back rubs.”

The first two times were great. He was, as advertised, strong and willing to dig in.

The third time, I got a hardon under the sheet when I flipped to my back. I usually go to women, and if that happens everyone just ignores it u til it goes down.

But I heard Mike whisper under his breath, very quietly, “I want to touch it.”

“You can,” I said. He peeled back the sheet, gripped my cock and complimented it. He slowly stroked me for a minute or two.

“I want to suck it,” he whispered.

“You can,” I said. “But take your shorts off first and climb up here.”

While he blew me, I sucked his cock. I soon shot my load and was done.

“That was so unprofessional,” Mike said. “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be,” I said with a grin.

But my wife used the same guy and I got paranoid, so I never went back….
 
Hope you are talking about me. Let's do it. You need to make some physical contact
I do need some human contact and if that means
My fist time both happened, he started sucking me then stood up and put his huge cock right in my face.
very hot, I would start suckning and not stop until he filis my mouth with his cum
 
We were actually more like fembois then and we used to masturbate together watching porn in his room. I was addicted to watching him, which did not go unnoticed by him/her. After we talked a little he wiped him cummy finger on my lips and I got addicted to sucking his cock nearly everyday
 
I went to a local massage Guy with a reputation for doing good, deep, athletic massage, ie not wimpy “back rubs.”

The first two times were great. He was, as advertised, strong and willing to dig in.

The third time, I got a hardon under the sheet when I flipped to my back. I usually go to women, and if that happens everyone just ignores it u til it goes down.

But I heard Mike whisper under his breath, very quietly, “I want to touch it.”

“You can,” I said. He peeled back the sheet, gripped my cock and complimented it. He slowly stroked me for a minute or two.

“I want to suck it,” he whispered.

“You can,” I said. “But take your shorts off first and climb up here.”

While he blew me, I sucked his cock. I soon shot my load and was done.

“That was so unprofessional,” Mike said. “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be,” I said with a grin.

But my wife used the same guy and I got paranoid, so I never went back….
Lucky . . . 😜
 
We were actually more like fembois then and we used to masturbate together watching porn in his room. I was addicted to watching him, which did not go unnoticed by him/her. After we talked a little he wiped him cummy finger on my lips and I got addicted to sucking his cock nearly everyday
This is such a lovely sweet story of a very natural and understandable desire to regularly suck off your fembois friend
 
I am old enough that back in the day people were actually able to get places by hitchhiking. I was in college and was hitchhiking back home for Thanksgiving. A guy gave me a ride and it become obvious that he was into guys as he kept glancing at my crotch and dropping some hints. While I had never been sucked before, the idea that he might want to suck me had a good bulge going in my pants. When he reached over and started rubbing my cock, I unzipped and pulled it out for him. At that point he suggested we find a quiet spot and I agreed. We found a spot and got out of the car. He dropped to his knees right there while I pulled out my cock. He took me in his mouth and started sucking. I did not last a minute before I filled his mouth with cum. I thought he would spit it out but he swallowed every drop. He stood up and started stroking his cock but I was too shy to suck it. He blasted a big load onto the ground and told me that some day I would want to swallow a load like that. How right he was.
 
I am old enough that back in the day people were actually able to get places by hitchhiking. I was in college and was hitchhiking back home for Thanksgiving. A guy gave me a ride...
Many a story could start like that... ☺️

I hitchhiked all over the US in the early 70s. There were many opportunities like this that I was totally oblivious to, and only recognized years later. So many more open propositions I passed up on, because I “wasn't like that.”

I remember one guy, who stopped beside me at an entrance ramp on I-5 in LA. There was a line of a dozen or more of us there with our thumbs out, and he singled me out. I was 19. In great shape, kind of clean-cut for the time and the place. He was a very good-looking man, late 20s, in a fast car. He said “I'll give you a ride to Santa Barbara if you suck my cock.” It was hot, I was tired, I'd been waiting for hours. I came so close to getting in. It would have been so easy, and such a sweet ride. For so little cost, and he really was good looking.

And I said No (after stalling him as long as I could while I thought about it). Because of my “principles” [snort!]— principles I couldn't even have defined, if someone had challenged me. It certainly wasn't because I was anti-gay — I'd had plenty of gay friends. Not because I was opposed to prostitution, if that's what I thought this was. In fact, I'd had fantasies all through adolescence of being a prostitute— even though I “wasn't like that.”

I try not to dwell in the past (it's not easy, at my age— there's so much of it!). But I can't stop thinking of that day, and how differently my life would have gone, if I'd got in that car...
 
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Many a story could start like that... ☺️

I hitchhiked all over the US in the early 70s. There were many opportunities like this that I was totally oblivious to, and only recognized years later. So many more open propositions I passed up on, because I “wasn't like that.”

I remember one guy, who stopped beside me at an entrance ramp on I-5 in LA. There was a line of a dozen or more of us there with our thumbs out, and he singled me out. I was 19. In great shape, kind of clean-cut for the time and the place. He was a very good-looking man, late 20s, in a fast car. He said “I'll give you a ride to Santa Barbara if you suck my cock.” It was hot, I was tired, I'd been waiting for hours. I came so close to getting in. It would have been so easy, and such a sweet ride. For so little cost, and he really was good looking.

And I said No (after stalling him as long as I could while I thought about it). Because of my “principles” [snort!]— principles I couldn't even have defined, if someone had challenged me. It certainly wasn't because I was anti-gay — I'd had plenty of gay friends. Not because I was opposed to prostitution, if that's what I thought this was. In fact, I'd had fantasies all through adolescence of being a prostitute— even though I “wasn't like that.”

I try not to dwell in the past (it's not easy, at my age— there's so much of it!). But I can't stop thinking of that day, and how differently my life would have gone, if I'd got in that car...
It is always the ones that got away that stay with us the longest. I am not sure I would have been willing to suck his cock for a ride at that time but I was more than happy to let him suck me off. It was some years later before I realized that might be kind of fun and it sure was. Especially as we get older it is a good way to keep sexual activity in our lives. So many women have given up on sex but most guys still like to get their cock sucked.
 
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