Although it was many years ago, I remember the first time I had sex with another man like it was yesterday.
My best friend Ken and I were both 18 and we weren't virgins both having had sex with girls. The night it happened we were both buzzed and our inhibitions were down. I had a little studio apartment and Ken grabbed a blanket and prepared to sleep on the floor next to my bed. There was a weird vibe in the air that night as if we both knew something was going to happen.
I recall saying, "No reason to sleep on the floor, there's room in the bed."
This wasn't really true as I had a single bed. As I said that I felt a stirring in my loins.
Ken didn't say anything but hopped up into bed with me. We were both wearing tighty whitey underwear and our legs couldn't help but touch. I rolled over and bumped into something hard, of course I knew immediately that my best buddy Ken had a raging hard-on. "Hey! You gotta boner!" I said. He looked down at mine and said "You do too!".
Of course he was right, my cock was rock hard and I was as turned on as I had ever been.
Laying on our sides facing each other, we smiled and without saying a word, we grabbed the others cock at the same time.
His hand rubbed my dick through the fabric of my underwear, making it feel like I was going to explode right then and there. I did the same to him pulling his underwear down and slowly stroking his cock up and down. It felt so good and so natural to have a mans cock in my hand, but I knew what I really wanted to do.
Moving down his chest rubbing and kissing all the way down until I reached his turgid member,I recall looking at his hard cock close up and smelling his manhood. It was beautiful and the musky smell drove me wild! 7 inches and thick with a vaguely purplish head, I took into my mouth and began to suck slowly. Silky yet hard as a rock, it felt wonderful in my mouth. Even though this was the first of many cocks I would suck in my life, I instinctively knew what to do. Up and down, slowly then quickly, all the time rubbing my tongue all over his beautiful tool. It didn't take long before Ken began to squirm and shouted "I'm going to cum!" I sucked even harder and felt his cock begin to spurt. I pulled rope after rope of cum from his dick. Without thinking I automatically began to swallow. It's hard to describe the taste of cum, but his was delicious and I knew this would not be the last cock to shoot in my mouth. Afterward I took my time cleaning his cock with my tongue, swallowing and savoring every drop.
He pulled back and smiled at me and said, "Dude, that was amazing, thank you!"
Next Ken went down on me, although all teeth, he did the best he could and soon had me cumming in his mouth too. Being a good sport Ken swallowed it all, but you could tell he wasn't really into it.
Moving up to face me he said "Want to kiss?" With that we began making out, sliding our tongues in and out of our mouths. I loved the feel of his mustache, kissing a man was so different than kissing a woman. Different, but so nice.
He was soon hard and I again took his cock in my mouth. This time as Ken neared orgasm he asked if he could cum in my face, that got me so hot! When he got close I pulled his cock out of my mouth and soon jet after jet of hot cum was exploding on my face. Unexpectedly Ken did something I will never forget, he leaned down and licking all his cum from my face,he began kissing me. He pushed his cum in my mouth with his tongue and we kept kissing tongues deep in each others mouth until all the cum was gone.
I ended up sucking Ken off to completion 5 times that night and we tried every type of sex two men can possibly have, going at it until dawn.
He took my anal virginity that night and although clumsy and hurting at first, he managed to get his thick cock all the way into my virgin pucker. He fucked me long and hard shooting his load deep in my ass. In and out he sawed his big cock for at least 20 minutes. I had never felt anything quite like this and getting fucked (safely) by a big cock today is one of my favorite sexual pleasures.
We were both a bit sheepish when we woke the next day and we both said right away we "we're not gay" and still loved chicks.
This was true, but I also knew in my heart I loved men too.
Over the next 20 years although we both got married, we would get together a couple times a year and have mad, crazy, sex. By this time I had embraced my bi-sexuality and had no qualms about making love to a man and made no secret of my love for cock. On the other hand Ken always seemed guilty and despite my reassurance that he "wasn't gay" he would often leave in a hurry seemingly embarrassed, but like clockwork the call would come. "Hey, I gotta room, wanna come over and hang?" Of course we would soon end up in bed naked. We would be all over each other like two horny teenage boys, as if it was the first time all over again.
He always said I gave him the best head he ever received and I always said no one french kissed with the passion of my dear friend Ken. The night would always end with him fucking me bareback long and hard with him dumping a huge load in my ass.
I moved to California many years ago and lost touch him Ken, but to this very day it always makes me hot to think of him and my first time with a man.
This story is 100% true and I welcome any comments. I especially like it if you jerked off, feel free to share that with me too.