Minneapolis

The following is a true story. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent (and not so innocent).

I knew my life was going to change drastically over the upcoming months. Little did I know how much I underestimated that change.

I am in my mid 20's and had recently been living in the Washington, D.C. area. I just finished graduate school after putting in many years of hard work, and I had received a great job offer from a company in the midwest. If I accepted the offer, my salary would more than triple. With this offer, I could start to feel my career taking off. It felt good to reap the rewards of all the time and labor I put into my schooling.

True, I would have preferred to stay on the east coast with my family and friends, but the job market was a bit rough, and some of my classmates were having trouble finding interviews, let alone job offers. My girlfriend of a year, who was still pursuing her degree, was a little disappointed that I might be moving out of the area. She wanted me to reject the offer so that we could be together. I told her I really had no choice but to accept the offer. I tried to comfort her by explaining that I could now afford to fly her out 2 to 3 times a month to see me. I told her she would finish her degree soon, and before she would know it, she would be in the job market. At that time she could look for a job in my area, or we could both begin searching for jobs in the same city. Needless to say, I accepted the offer, said my good-bye's and moved to Minneapolis.

Unfortunately, my girlfriend never forgave me for taking the job. The long distance that separated us put additional stress on our relationship. Every time I talked to her she complained about how lonely she was and how I abandoned her. She was really becoming a bitch, and I started to get tired of her and her complaining. I couldn't take much more, so I broke off the relationship. Hey, there's always more fish in the sea.

One summer day, I was shopping at the Mall of America in the Minneapolis suburbs with the intent of putting the finishing touches on my new bachelor pad. To my surprise, I happened upon beautiful women in skimpy dresses walking on catwalks. There happened to be a model search taking place in the mall. The elite model agency was interviewing both men and women for glamorous modeling contracts. Two catwalks were set up in the center of the mall, one for men and the other women. I hardly noticed the men's catwalk because it was so barren compared to the activity that was buzzing around the female catwalk. There was a sizeable crowd of men my age standing and gawking at the beautiful women. Since, I was once again available, I felt I should stop and admire the gorgeous ladies. Maybe I might catch one of their eyes. You never know what just might happen.

After about fifteen minutes, I was really getting into the show and felt the beginnings of an erection coming on. As each young girl passed, I could feel myself grow. At that moment, another man my age walked up to me and acted as though he was admiring the ladies. "Aren't they beautiful?, " he said. "You sure have to be beautiful to become a professional model."

"Yes, that's right," I replied. I had no interest at striking up a conversation. I just wanted to ogle the ladies.

"I tried out to be a model today," he said.

"Good for you," I responded tersely.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?" he asked me.

I was kind of perplexed by his question. Isn't the word for men handsome, not beautiful? And why would he care if I thought he was beautiful?

I decided not to waist time pondering this any further as I was being distracted by long legs and tight asses moving back and forth in front of my eyes.

"Yeh," I said in a half-hearted response just to humor him.

"You do!" he said with excitement. "I think you're hot, too. Why don't we go some place where we can enjoy each other." He moved closer to me, slowly placed his hand on my ass, and squeezed.

"What are you doing? Get off of me," I said in a quiet but firm voice hoping not to attract any attention. Without thinking, I began walking away briskly. The entire incident caught me of guard. I felt weird and I just wanted to get out of there.

I briskly walked to a different part of the mall where I could cool down. Eventually I started shopping again. As I continued to shop, I could not get the recent events out of my head. That was the first time in my life that I had been hit on by another man. Up until that point, I had never even thought about men as sex objects, let alone considered being with another man.

The more I thought about it, the less angry I was and the more flattered I became. It kind of turned me on to think that another man found me attractive. I began to wonder what it would have been like if I accepted his offer. As I replayed the events over and over in my head thinking what might have been, I felt my penis begin to slowly grow in my pants.

Being that I am rather large, I needed to sit down on one of the mall benches so that my raging hardon would not be noticed by others in the mall.

As I sat there, I became a little frightened. "Does this mean I am gay?," I thought to myself.

"Of course not. I was just in a relationship with a girl, and I know I am definitely attracted to women. I can't possibly be gay. But the mere fact that I was wondering what it might be like to be with another man at least made me bi/curious. Right?"

A whole new world had just opened up to me. I was suddenly open to the idea of being with another man. So as I sat there, I started paying attention to the men who were shopping. I started to notice which features on a man I was attracted to. The thing that turned me on the most was a tight young ass on a clean cut guy. I also preferred guys who had blue eyes and blonde hair. I soon realized that these were the features I also coveted when looking for women. Maybe I wasn't as heterosexual as I thought. Maybe I was purely bi and it was only the features I was drawn to.

My hardon had subsided, and I went back to shopping. I began lamenting over the fact that I had run away from the guy who hit on me. If only I had another chance.

As I walked into one of the music stores at the mall, I noticed a guy who was facing away from me who I was particularly drawn to. He had the cutest little ass. He was leaning over a cd bin trying to find his selection. He wore a tight white T-shirt and tight black pants. He had short blond hair and was slightly smaller than me in stature. I began to act as though I was looking for music, when all I was doing was admiring his tight buttocks out of the corner of my eye. I started to fantasize about walking up behind him, pulling down his tight pants, and shoving my cock in his ass. I started to get hard just thinking about it.

I was so hot for him that I wanted to go over and flirt with him, hopefully leading to a rendezvous. But I couldn't do that. I was in public, and I was afraid someone who knew me might see. I then realized that I was not back home. I could count on one hand the amount of people I knew in this part of the country, and the probability that they were here and would see me was extremely low.

So I decided to go and talk to him. As I made my way over, he turned around. To my surprise it was the guy who hit on me earlier. Because this was a totally different situation than the one before, one in which I was the hunter and he was the prey, I saw him in a totally different light. This enabled me to take in his beauty which I had not noticed before.

I noticed that he had deep blue eyes, to go with his rich blonde hair. He said something about being sorry about the previous incident, but I was paying more attention to his luscious lips than his words. When he moved his lips to talk, all I could think about was how nice it would feel to have those lips around my thick cock.

"I'm sorry to have run away like that," I said to him. "See, the truth is I have never been with a man, and I initially felt uncomfortable. But after some serious reevaluating, I realized that I am open to this possibility. I probably hurt you before, and I want to make it up to you."

"What did you have in mind?" he said with a sly grin.

I whispered in his ear, "Let's get out of here and go some place where we can enjoy each other."

"I like the sound of that," he said with an even bigger smile. "Let's go back to my place."

We both got into our respective cars and headed to his place with me following him. On the drive over, my cock was rock hard. I was so excited. I never did any thing like this before in my life. First of all, he was a man. Secondly, I didn't even know his name.

We pulled up to his place. As we entered, he shut and locked the door behind me. I thought we would have a drink or two, make some small talk, and then get down to business, but he had different thoughts. To my surprise, he put a hand on my chest pushing my back against his door. He immediately pressed his body against mine. I could feel his semi-hard dick rubbing up against my thigh through our clothes. He whispered in my ear, "I've been wanting to do this ever since I laid eyes on you."

He then firmly pressed his lips against mine and quickly began working his tongue into my closed mouth. I was shocked by how quickly things were unfolding. But it felt really good, and I soon let out a moan, opened my mouth, and began to tongue him back. He started to rub his hands over my chest as we tongued. That made my dick rage. I reciprocated by rubbing his chest. I then slowly moved my hands down his abs towards his ass. I grabbed his tight ass and squeezed. That made him moan. He pause, looked deep into my eyes and said, "I want you so bad."

We started to passionately kiss again. I continued squeezing his ass, and he began to squeeze my now erect nipples.

I then grabbed his white shirt and began to take it off of him. While the shirt was over his head and his arms were up in the air, I began licking his nipples. I completely removed his shirt letting it fall to the floor. I moved him over to the center of his living room where we had more space to play.

I dropped down on my knees so that my face was about even with his crotch. I unbuckled his belt, put the buckle in my mouth, and stripped his belt off. He undid the button on his pants, letting his pants fall down around his thighs. He was wearing black bikini cut briefs that were fairly tight thus revealing the outline of his cock and balls. I could tell that his member was huge. He was only semi-hard, and he was already as big as I am when I am fully erect.

Instinctively, I buried my face in his crotch. I inhaled through my nose taking in his manly scent. I moved my nose back and forth over his penis and into every crevasse that I could find. His scent was intoxicating.

While I was doing this, his hands were clawing at my back trying to take off my shirt. I paused, assisted him in getting my shirt off, and then went right back to his cock. This time I was rubbing my entire face in his manhood. I could feel his dick come alive with each pulse.

I wanted to put his cock in my mouth so badly. I grabbed his briefs with my teeth and slowly pulled them down, letting his massive member spring forth. His dick almost poked my eye out when sprung out of his briefs.

I stared in awe at the nicely trimmed, aesthetically pleasing hunk of flesh that was before me. I looked up into the eyes of my lover and smiled at him, letting him know that his cock pleased me. I then began licking the base of his cock, my mouth soon moving down to his balls. I engulfed his balls with my mouth, massaging them with my tongue. I moved back up to the base of his cock, this time letting his member lay on my face while I licked him. Finally, at long lost I worked my way up to the tip of his cock. I opened my mouth and slid my mouth over his cock. I began trembling with delight.

I began moving my mouth up and down his shaft, the whole time maintaining eye contact with my lover. After a few minutes, he placed his hands on the back of my head and began forcing his cock deeper into my mouth. With each thrust he went a bit further until the tip of his penis began to bang against the back of my throat. I began to choke on his meat, and that only turned him on more. His pelvic thrusts were coming at a faster pace with more power. I could feel that he was on the verge of an orgasm. My lover started to groan, and I could feel his body tense when he shoved his meat as far into my mouth as it would go. At long last, I felt warm man juice hit the back of my mouth. My mouth quickly began to fill with his cum.

"Don't swallow just yet," he told me. Cum began to trickle out of the side of my mouth and run down my cheek.

"Ahh," my lover said, "You certainly know how to please a man. Are you sure you haven't done this before?"

He wiped some of the cum that ran down my chin back into my mouth with his cock.

"Standup," he ordered. "Now tongue me."

I looked deep into his eyes, and began licking his tongue. I let his tongue lap up some of his man juice from my mouth. I then positioned my head over his and let all of his cum run out of my mouth into his.

"Mmm," he moaned with delight.

I kneeled back on the floor. My lover then stood over me, opened my mouth with his hands, and emptied the contents of his mouth back into mine. We continued snowballing for what seemed to be close to one hundred swaps of cum being careful not to spill one drop. After the last cum swap, he ordered me to swallow. I did as he commanded.

"I want to be sure you swallowed. Open your mouth and say aw," he ordered.

I complied with his directions.

"Well to be really sure, I'd better tongue you," he said with another sly grin.

So he tongued me again. By now my dick was raging and it wanted to come.

"Now it's time for you to please me. Take off my pants," I commanded.

He complied with my wish. I walked over to his couch, sat down, and began playing with my dick.

"Come here and suck me," I ordered him.

He came over and knelt in front of me. He grabbed my already hard cock and wrapped his lips around it. He skillfully worked his mouth all over my cock and balls. I could tell that this was not the first time he had performed oral on another man. He knew all the right places to touch. I thought my ex-girlfriend was good at giving head, but this guy put her to shame. He had me on the verge of an orgasm within seconds.

"I'm going to cum!" I shouted, as I squirted jizz all over his face.

I slapped my dick on his face to get all of the cum out. He seemed to enjoy this. I began using my dick to push the jizz into his mouth. With his mouth full of cum, he sucked the remaining cum out of my dick. He told me he loved the way I tasted, and asked me if I wanted to taste myself.

"Yes," I said.

He then crawled on top of me and poured the contents of his mouth into mine. We snowballed back and forth again, this time with him eventually swallowing. My dick had become limp after ejaculating, but the snowballing turned me on and I once again was hard.

My lover held out his hand and said, "I think would should move to my bedroom now."

Both of us walked hand-in-hand down the hallway to his bedroom with erect cocks. As he led the way, my eyes were fixated on his ass. The only thing in my mind was putting my cock in that ass. I was eager to engage in anal sex, because this was something my ex-girlfriend never let me do to her.

As we entered the room, I pushed my lover down onto the pink silk sheets of his bed. He was on all fours. I grabbed a hold of his waist and told him, "I can't wait any longer. I'm going to fuck your ass real hard whether you like it or not."

I grabbed the shaft of my already hard dick and stuck it in his tight ass. I could feel his sphincter relax as the tip of my penis entered him. With my hands around his hips, I began thrusting my member in and out of him.

His ass was such a turn on. I could see a slight tan line from a thong that eminated from the crack of his ass. It reminded me of my ex-girlfriend's ass. That only turned me on more.

"Who's my bitch?," I yelled. "Who's my bitch?"

"I am, lover! I am!" He shouted back.

"You like this, don't you?," I said. "You know why you like this? Because you're a dirty whore. Isn't that right? Tell me I'm right!"

"You're right!," he moaned.

I leaned forward and began kissing his back moving up towards the back of his neck. Once there, I started running my hands through his hair. He turned his head to the side and offered me his tongue. We engaged in a very passionate open mouth kiss. It was the most intense kiss I have ever had in my entire life.

I got so lost in the kiss that I had ceased thrusting my member into him.

"I want it. Don't stop," he pleaded.

My lover began bucking his hips into me. I wrapped my arms around his chest, and rested my upper torso on his back, letting him support my weight. I plunged my member as deep inside him as I could. He continued to gyrate his hips. At that moment, we both let out a tremendous yell. I felt his loins pulsate, shooting jizz all over his silk sheets. I simultaneously filled his ass with my hot sticky man juice, and we collapse onto the bed with me still on top of him.

"Ahh, you're a great lover," he said with my dick still in him.

I laid on top of him for a couple of minutes until my dick began to become limp.

"Roll over, lover. I want to pop your cherry," he said.

I pulled my dick out of his ass, and rolled off of him. I laid on my stomach and slightly raised my ass in the air. He spread my ass cheeks with his hands revealing my virgin asshole. He spit on it, lowered his head, and began rimming me. The feeling was divine. No one had ever explored my ass before. I began to press my ass against his face. He instructed my to turn over so that he could see the expression on my face when he took my cherry.

He stuck his finger in my ass, and began to fingerbang me. He felt around for my prostate and began milking me. I soon felt my entire body quiver. I shot cum straight up into the air, and it landed all over my abs. He licked the cum off of my abs with his tongue.

He then took his huge cock and slowly shoved it in my ass. The feeling was so pleasurable that I smiled from ear to ear. I was feelings thing in my loins that I had never felt before. As soon as he had his entire member in me, he began to thrust his pelvis back and forth. He started out gently, but after awhile he was slamming me hard. I wrapped my legs around his waist to ensure I held onto him. Each time he rammed his dick into me it hurt, but it was a good hurt. I felt like a whore, and I liked the feeling.

As he pounded my ass, he began to stroke my shaft, once again making me hard. He got into a rhythm where each time he would slam into me he stroked my shaft. The pounding became more and more intense until he let loose his juice into my ass. When his hot cum splashed in my ass, that sent me over the edge, and I began to cum like a fountain. I had never cum harder in my entire life. We were both exhausted and we collapsed on top of one another. We cuddled for awhile until we fell asleep in each others arms.

I can never forget that life altering day in Minneapolis. My view of the world changed that day. I will never be able to thank my lover enough.

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