First gay bj story

It was my first time, and I loved every single minute of it. Rus looked at me, and said, "Thanks! I had zero idea of how to bottom.

Our first meeting flowed with effortless conversation. I'm a 52-year-old bi mwm, 6'1", 215 pounds.

I heard him take a deep breath before plunging his talented mouth around my shaft again. Retired military and have been orally bi for about five years.
I was driving to a friend's wedding last summer, heading east on I-10 from Baton Rouge to Tampa, Florida. Our eyes met, and a spark just ignited itself. That kıss confirmed to me at the time who I was, and who I am today!

Sadly, that day, my brother’s friends were camping near the river, saw the whole thing, and told our families.

I remember how exciting it was, not only because of the long wait but also because I was finally with the man I loved.

It was also that same night that Huey proposed to me!

Too soon you’re thinking?

Well, we both knew early on that we were meant for each other, so why wait? "Will you fuck me?" I asked.

He just smiled and rose to his feet.

"25yo WM buzzed red hair, give oral, no recip.." This pic was a full body shot, a smallish dick, uncut, pale skin, flexing like a bodybuilder. I was so inexperienced, and trembling like crazy! Maybe I was just lost in that ecstatic moment from our kıss because I can't for the life of me remember how we ended up in his bed. We ended up doing a bit more than a kıss until we realized how dangerous it was to be out there moving on the roof tiles, so we went down to my room and slept together, never letting go of each other, all night long.

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Clayton Mercieca – “Can I kıss you?”

Ever since I was a young teen, I became aware that I was different from other boys and never had any success with dating girls.

We had one of the most fiery first dates ever!

We met at work and finally agreed to meet for a date in town. I could feel his rough scratchy whiskers against my face, his tongue penetrating my lips, until we both started exploring each other's mouths like high schoolers on a date.

I felt his hand reach between my legs, squeezing my growing cock through my jeans.

I felt a bit guilty that I would be sneaking out like this in the middle of the night, but I knew it was the right thing to do. Finally, his softening penis slipped from my stretched hole.

He put his cock away and said, "Thank you." He left me alone. I grabbed his hand, and said "Shoot it on me, Rus, shoot it all over me!" Smiling, he turned and ejaculated all over my chest, hot sticky ropes of thick white semen, from my chin to my thighs.

Rus helped me up, and we cleaned up in the bathroom.

I called the gay hotline and spoke to a guy called “Denis” who was 26 years old. I thought if I tried hard enough, I could be straight. After a while, I posted my own ad:

MWM staying near downtown, looking for Bi MWM or MWF, oral swap.

Me: 28yo, 6'1", 190lbs, 6.5" cut, clean, safe, discrete.

I added a couple of pics, no face, just a physique and erect cock, and hit "send".

The emotions I felt were something I’d never experienced before in my life. 

Later that night, we went back to my college house, where I was living with 6 other straight men. The more we chatted, the more we found we had in common. I just stared at him, awkwardly. Then he leaned in, slowly moving his lips to mine, and we kıssed.