Every person at some point in their lives has an experience, a moment of clarity where a collection of seemingly insignificant facts add up. The last piece of the puzzle results in a sudden realization where those thoughts that kept you up at night finally make sense. For me this moment came after I awoke from a dream and not from the times I was up late at night, unable to sleep.
In my dream I was at a bar having a few beers while watching football. I noticed a few young ladies sitting at one of the bar tables and, unlike my real life self, my dream self summoned the appropriate courage to approach their table. One in particular drew my attention, she was tall for a lady and although not as attractive as her friends she was still better than average looking. I would say beyond what my real life self could normally attract. They invited me to sit with them and I readily agreed. Conversation came easily and everybody continued drinking. The laughter became more frequent and as all conversation will, if given time, the sexual innuendo began. It started with innocent flirting and then some not so innocent touching. I am not sure how it happened in my dream but suddenly we were all in the apartment of the tall girl. I began making out with her on the sofa and only when she excused herself to go to the bathroom did I realize her two girlfriends were making out on the love seat opposite where I sat. I watched them for a few minutes and one looked over at me winked at me, smiled, and then went back to kissing her friend. I began to feel uncomfortable so I wandered down the hall toward the bathroom.
As I walked down the hall I heard the sounds of peeing from the bathroom. The door was open and curious, I peeked in. There she was, standing with her back to me, peeing in the toilet. In my dream I only found this just slightly odd and I continued to watch. She must have realized I was standing there because she turned her head and smiled saying she was almost done if I needed to relieve myself as well. I could feel an erection growing in my pants as she began to turn around.
Suddenly we were in her bedroom, lying on her bed making out. We were both completely naked and I had the sensation of having as hard an erection as I could ever remember. I was breathing the breath of a person losing control during passionate sex. I suddenly realized there was an unusual feeling between my legs, pressure on my ass to be exact, and then I realized I was moving my hips up and down and could feel something sliding in and out of my ass. My excitement was at such a level I could barely stay conscious. I looked down at my partner and she was smiling and urging me to fuck her harder but as I looked down I realized it was her fucking me because between her legs wasn't a pussy like I expected but instead I saw a cock, a cock that was rapidly sliding in and out of my tight ass. She closed her eyes and began moaning as I felt the spasms of her cock shooting her load in my ass. At the same time I exploded as well, ropes of cum more than I thought possible shooting all over her breasts and stomach. After our orgasms subsided she pulled me to her and kissed me deeply.
Suddenly I was in her living room again and where her two girlfriends were previously making out I saw two men. They were naked and they were sharing an opened mouth kiss. I initially was shocked at what I was seeing but as I stood there naked watching this gay scene unfold I began to grow another erection. When I realized I was getting horny watching these two men I touched myself and let out a low moan. Previously lost in their own passion, my moan alerted them to my presence and both looked up at me. I didn't feel uncomfortable at this time and they weren't at all shocked or upset. Neither tried to cover themselves as our eyes met.
Suddenly I was between the two of them on the couch. I was kissing one and then the other and they were kissing and touching all over my body. As excited as I was in the bedroom, my current excitement was exponentially higher with these two young men. The scene jumped and I was on my knees with one of their cocks in my mouth and I could feel the other as it pressed against my no longer virgin asshole. With a sudden thrust he was in and the initial pain quickly disappeared and was replaced with a tingling warm feeling. Shortly I felt the cock in my mouth grow and without warning cum shot in my mouth and down my throat. I immediately came as a result and the contractions of my orgasm caused the cock in my ass to explode quickly thereafter. It was a domino effect of orgasms and we collapsed on each other.
I awoke to a large load of cum in my underwear and a raging hard on. The dream was still vivid in my mind and I unconsciously began to stroke my cock as I recalled the dream. I was pleasantly surprised to find myself quickly approaching orgasm and slowed my rhythm so I could remember as much of the dream as possible. When I finally got to the part where the orgasm dominos fell, I exploded with a powerful orgasm. I was already a mess so I didn't worry about where the cum shot. It was a large load for me and I stared in wonder as it shot almost to my chest. My thought was about my dream and specifically the cum shooting down my throat. In the dream I couldn't recall whether or not I liked the taste of cum and as I looked at my own cum I couldn't quit thinking about how it might taste. Tentatively I touched my fingers to it and scooped a bit of it up. Looking at it I wanted to be disgusted and get up and take a shower to get this cum off of me. Instead I lay there and closed my eyes. Still thinking of the dream, my fingers made their way to my lips and soon thereafter I realized cum wouldn't be a bad addition to my diet!
I later got out of bed and took a shower, unable to stop thinking about my dream. Even the routine task of washing myself, along with my thoughts, brought yet another erection. I wondered as I looked at my erection how it would feel in my mouth. I knew a boy in high school who was limber enough that he probably could give himself a blowjob. At the same time I wondered if he actually did suck himself and was also jealous that I wasn't that limber. As I finished my shower and dried off I began thinking about all the men I knew and if there was one who might have similar feelings. Then I thought to myself "Am I gay!?" I tried to imagine myself with the woman in my dream and realized I was turned on by HER and her breasts, her long soft hair, her feminine features, her woman-ness. But then I realized "she" had a cock and all I could think about was how she fucked me in my dreams! What is going on?!!! Then the thoughts of the two men on the couch, a cock in my mouth, the explosion of cum. I was hard again and couldn't resist. After just a few strokes I shot another load which required I go change my shirt. What was I going to do now?
I had nobody to talk to, at least nobody I would share these new desires with. I didn't want to be gay and didn't believe I was. After all, I still thought women were beautiful and desirable. The fact that a recent dream had me imagining women with cocks was surely only a short term effect. I finished dressing and decided I needed to leave the privacy of my home so I wouldn't be tempted to continue abusing myself all day long. It was a Saturday so I decided to go to my favorite bar and watch football. I called my only guy friend who wasn't dating anybody at the time and asked if he wanted to join me at the bar for some football. He said he was already on his way with another buddy of his and would be there shortly.
As we watched football and drank, the inevitable happened. The conversation turned to sex. None of us were dating anybody and we were bemoaning the fact we didn't have any prospects to help us out. My friend stated all he really needed was a blowjob and he could forgo the pussy. His buddy laughed at him and I caught his casual glance at my friend's crotch. Maybe I just imagined it but I was pretty sure. Nah, it was just my imagination because of the dream I had. Even so, I decided to see if there might be something going on. I asked my friend if all he wanted was a blow job he could get that from anybody, not just a woman. Was it my imagination again or did I see them glance at each other after my comment? More telling is there was no response from either of them, just an awkward silence until I said I was so hard up I wouldn't be picky. Both of them nearly cause their selves a case of whiplash as their heads jerked in my direction. His buddy asked if I was serious and I could tell the question made my friend uneasy. Instead of answering the question I just gave the raised eyebrow look and a slight grin. My friend tried to change the subject by asking if anybody wanted another beer because he could sure use one. He got up from our table after his buddy and I agreed to another round. He went to the bar instead of waiting on our waiter, probably because the conversation was making him uncomfortable.
After he left his buddy again asked me if I was serious about my comment. I avoided his stare as I innocently asked him what comment he was talking about. In response he asked me if I would let a man suck my cock. Now it was my turn for whiplash. His eyes locked mine and I didn't say a word. He stated very simply he thought I would if I hadn't already. I felt my cock stir as I looked into his bright blue eyes. Just then my friend came back with our drinks and as he looked at us. I couldn't look back at him and there was another awkward silence. But in that silence my mind was racing and my cock was growing. His buddy said he needed to go to the restroom and as he got up he put his hand on my thigh and squeezed. My cock was now rock hard and I was very confused as to what I should do next.
My friend directed his attention to the game and I just kept staring at my beer trying to figure out what was going on and what I should do. I decided I needed to go to the bathroom as well. When I walked in his buddy was washing his hands. I looked around and there was nobody else in the bathroom. Through the mirror I could see him checking out my crotch and I stood there letting him. His eyes moved from my crotch to my eyes as he asked if I needed any help and I couldn't believe I heard my voice break as I answered that I did. He just smiled and said to meet him back at the table in a few minutes. As he left I was suddenly nervous and a bit scared. What was I going to do? What about my friend? I don't even know this guy! As these types of thoughts raced through my head my erection waned and I didn't want to leave the restroom. I was jolted from my thoughts by another man entering the bathroom. He looked at me and asked me if I was okay. I mumbled a reply and left.
As I approached our table I wondered what they had been talking about. I could always say his buddy misunderstood what I said and I could deny I had an erection, after all how would they prove it? I thought about saying I felt sick and needed to go home. The closer I got the less of a lie that would be because I really was beginning to feel a bit sick. Despite my urge to head straight for the door I reclaimed my seat as they both looked at me. All I could manage was a question about what the score was. His buddy responded by asking which score I was referring to. He said it in such a way that I knew he wasn't talking about football. It didn't really make sense other than he didn't want to discuss football. My friend just gave me the score of the game but then quickly suggested we go back to his place to watch the second half and nervously added an excuse about picking up beer so it wouldn't be so expensive. His buddy just kind of laughed and agreed the beer would be cheaper. I now knew I was on the threshold and it was my choice to step through. I stood up almost immediately and said sure and continued the ruse by asking if I should stop and buy some beer. My friend assured me he had plenty.
I followed their car to my friend's apartment, the whole way my heart racing along with my thoughts. I mind wandered back to the remnants of my dream the previous night. Could this really be where this goes? What if I have read this all wrong? Too late, we were on our way and I would just play whatever hand I had. When we arrived at his apartment I noticed the layout of his living room was almost exactly like my dream. I had been here many times before but while recalling my dream I never put two and two together. My cock began to stir as thoughts of my dream again entered my thoughts.
His buddy went straight to the refrigerator for the beer and my friend turned on the television. Everyone was nervous as we sat down to watch the second half. My friend excused himself to go to the bathroom and as soon as he left his buddy looked over at me. I looked back and my mouth went dry. He was checking me out and when he finally spoke my cock was immediately hard. His words were simple as he asked if this would be the first time a man sucked my cock. I felt like a little boy as I told him yes. He gave me a reassuring smile and told me not to be nervous because I was going to love what "we" were going to do to me. I looked to the hall to see where my friend was. I didn't know what to do and if he was really involved in this. When I turned back to his buddy he stood up, turned off the television and motioned for me to follow him.
He led me to the bedroom and as we passed the bathroom I noticed the door was closed, my friend still behind the door. My discomfort was based more on the fact I didn't know how my friend fit into what was happening. I had already made up my mind his buddy was making me horny and I wanted to be naked with him. My concern was how my friend would react. When we stepped through the threshold of my friend's bedroom I knew this was the beginning of something new and extremely exciting. I was told simply to strip and without hesitation I did so. His buddy just watched me and when I was completely naked, erection standing straight up, he took a step toward me and I nervously stood still as his warm hand grasped my even warmer cock. He leaned in and whispered how nice my cock was and gently kissed my neck. He then told me to help him remove his clothes. Help isn't exactly the word because I did all the work. With every piece of clothes I removed I could swear my cock got harder. When he was down to his underwear I paused but he looked me straight in the eyes and said I should finish what I started. I reached for the band of his underwear as I stood before him but he put both of his hands on my shoulders and pushed down firmly to make sure I got the message he wanted me on my knees. With only a slight bit of reluctance I complied and then resumed removing his underwear.
As I slowly lowered the waistband the first thing I noticed was he was completely shaved. I could tell he was not fully erect because it was hanging down. When I finally had completely uncovered his cock and balls I was pleasantly aware that I loved the look and the smell of him. More than anything though I longed to feel his cock in my hand, my mouth, and even my ass. I looked up at him from my knees with a questioning look. I was hesitant to take this final step on my own. He could tell this was a first for me and knew I was about to make a life changing decision so he asked me in a very calm and normal voice what I wanted. My voice and mind weren't working like I am used to and as a result the only thing I could say was "you". He response was I needed to take the last step myself, whatever I was going to do it was all up to me.
I kept looking at him, he knew I wanted him to help me but he also knew that if I took the step on my own then I wouldn't have an excuse to use to not accept what I was becoming. I looked back at his cock and then back to him. His stood nearly statue still his semi-erect cock just inches from my mouth. I looked again at his cock and licked my lips, preparing myself for what was inevitable. I raised my hands and for the first time touched another man's cock. It was soft, warm, and smooth. As I considered these new sensations I could feel his cock begin to grow. With a quick glace back to his face, I returned my attention to his growing cock and slowly slid his still growing cock in my mouth. I took nearly all of it into my mouth and held it there, feeling it continue to grow. I felt the heaviness of his balls in my hands while I instinctively began to move my mouth over his cock. He moaned a bit and told me he was glad I took the final step on my own and how wonderful it would now be for me. I was really getting into sucking his cock when he pulled away and led me to the bed. I still had no idea where my friend was and to be honest I didn't really care at this point, I just wanted that cock back in my mouth. He lay down on the bed and I crawled between his legs and continued sucking his cock. I would let his cock slide out until just the head was in my mouth, my left hand on his cock stroking it as I continued sucking. He began moaning louder after a few minutes and I knew he was close to orgasm.
That morning I had only just had my first taste of cum, albeit it was my own. Now I was close to tasting another man's cum for the first time. He began to move his hips and grabbed my head. I quit trying to control anything as he fucked my mouth, I was completely under his control. I wasn't in any way uncomfortable with this situation but instead in made me even more excited. He had given me a choice about sucking his cock but it was obvious there would be no choice about where his cum was going to go. I tried to relax as his pace increased and as I felt the initial swelling of his impending orgasm. Suddenly he erupted in my mouth with a hot, slimy, sweet, and bountiful load of cum. I had seen porno where men had large loads of cum and assumed it was some camera trick. I don't think about camera tricks anymore because I was on the business end of what I thought only happened in porno movies. Honestly his cock must have spasmed twenty times and none of them were dry. Cum was running down my throat, filled my mouth, and rolled down my chin onto his smooth shaven cock and balls. Only when he had completed his orgasm did he release my head. Surprising both him and me I didn't pull away but instead gently licked and sucked all of the cum from his body. I cleaned his shaft and balls, took his cock back in my mouth to suck anything that might leak out later, and even licked around his ass for those precious drops hiding there. When I was done I looked up at him and he gave me an approving nod along with telling me how great that felt to him. I told him that I couldn't believe how great his cock felt and how much I loved drinking his cum. He looked over my shoulder and asked my friend if I got all that. I heard an affirmative reply and looked back over my shoulder to see my naked friend holding a video camera. I wasn't mad at all about the video camera, in fact I couldn't wait to see what I looked like sucking a cock. I looked at my friend and saw that he too was completely shaved and from the look of his heavy cock hanging only semi-erect, he had a monster. I have never been afraid of monsters!