Finally took the plunge and holy shit I am still shaking [M/M] | 2016

Well holy shit. I am missing keys all over the place just typing this. I literally am unable to stop shaking. This can't be normal, but goddamn it's exciting.

Ok, first and foremost I am not the world's greatest writer, and if you are looking for the gay sex equivalent of Canterbury Tales like some of the amazing writers on here, you'll be sorely disappointed. This is 100% real and happened seriously about an hour ago.

Ok, so some backstory... I'm in my early 30s, mostly only been with women, save a few random CL blow and go's in college. Certainly never hooked up with anyone I knew, much less felt attraction to. Was only in it for the friction.

So I work at a decent sized company in Texas, and we work a lot of vendors that employ college kids over the summer. One company employed a really good looking, sweet, 19 year old kid from Austin, very much a swimmers body, not shredded ripped or anything, but outrageously toned. So I thought this guy was cute, but never in a million years would I act on it or say anything remotely non-hetero to this guy. Well, fortunately, he did not have the same reservations.

So last week, our paths cross and we talk, sports, horrible dates stories, etc etc. Typical guy chatter. I offhandedly made a joke about shirtless pics of Chris Hemsworth being my love languages, and he went silent. Normally this type of self-deprecation is met with at least polite laughter, but he became dead serious. "So... Are you kinda into that?". It was asked more with sheepishness than disgust, like, I had piqued his curiosity, rather than repulsed him.

"Ha... Well, I don't think he'd ever give me the time of day, but hot is hot, yeah, I could be into it." I didn't really expect much more but here kept on it. "So, if you had to, what do you look for in a guy? Or what would you...if you were..." As I realized that this good looking kid clearly had some pent up thoughts on the subject, I could sense there was some chemistry brewing. So I went for it, I let loose that I'd met up with some randos back in the day but fantasize about really doing it right some time. Not just anonymous 10 minute BJ.

Ill make a long story short by just telling you that he said he has had those thoughts, he had done CL once before and it was a horrible experience, and he spends almost every night looking at gay personal ads and jacking off after staying up way too late. I could completely and totally relate. So I suggested, "well, if you wanted to give it a go in a safe space, maybe we could try something?". He didn't skip a beat and immediately agreed, and touched my leg as he said "I was hoping you were going to ask me that!". You could have sharpened a diamond studded drilling bit on my dick at this point.

We settled on a date and time, which was tonight at about 7. I show up in mesh workout shorts, no boxers, and a T-shirt. He is dressed almost the same. No pretenses here. So right of the bat its awkward as fuck. I see he has Its Always Sunny on in the background, so we both head to the couch. My instincts for how I'd deal with a girl in this situation kicked in, I said "oh fuck it" and immediately grabbed his hand, pulled him towards me and kissed him like it was the end of days. He made these little moans as we stood there next to the couch just swirling our tongues wildly in each other's throats.

His hand reached up and grabbed my rock hard cock and he did another little goddamn moan again. I would have to imagine my pre-cum situation must have looked like the ejaculate version of the Deepwater Horizon spill. We do a weird little shuffle to the couch while still making out, and plop down without skipping a beat. I took my hand and moved it up his shorts leg and felt what appeared to be a replica Louisville Slugger, and I actually let out a giggle. Of course this 6'1, 170 lb guy is swinging pipe. I hope he at least finds mine quaint and charming. I can sense he is beyond eager to please and wants to make first move into the Oral game, but I jump at it first, partially because I wanted him to feel like this was all mutual, and partially I just really wanted to suck his cock. Mostly that one.

I drop down to my knees, he still on the couch, and I teasingly pull down those mesh shorts, and this phallic wacky inflatable arm waving tube man sized donger flies up like Apollo 11 and I swallow it like a goddamn Sarlacc. I don't know if it's amazing genetics or I lost my trachea and no one ever told me, but I can deep throat liked a motherfucker. So I immediately take him in my mouth all the way to the base, I can tell that's never happened to him before, and I begin to slob on his knob like corn on the cob. I lick his balls, suck on each one, flick my tongue on the sticky slit, tasting his pre-cum, lick his shaft from balls to tip and then deep throat him. In an adorable fashion, he would run his hands through my hair almost lovingly. He felt totally safe, and also I kept sucking his dick, so he liked that too.

After 5-6 minutes of this, we both knew he was close, so I let myself breathe for a second, and he pulled me back up, although into a standing position, while he remained sitting on the couch. My shorts fell faster than Poland, and he moaned his goddamn little moans as he kissed and licked my cock like it had just returned home from the war.

This went on for a bit until we both knew I was close, and he took me by the hand, pulled me down, kissed me, then laid me on my back at a 45 degree angle towards the armrest. I was worried because I knew I was close, and more of that barnacle on a hull sucking he was doing would give me about 20 seconds before this was all over.

But to my surprise, he grabbed a bottle of lube. Oh shit. Someone's getting fucked. He slathers my dick with it while sucking on my tongue, then bends over and asked me to spread some on him. I used my fingers to really make sure that lube was in there. He turns around, kisses me again, and lowers himself down on my cock. It is so goddamn tight. It felt like I just stuck my dick in the glovebox lock of an '82 Honda Accord.

Mercifully, he doesn't let me start thrusting. I would cum way too fast if we did. So for about 35 seconds, he wiggles his little ass back and forth as I go deeper and deeper. His moans are now super serial, and I am just wide eyed at how this was all happening. It felt like I bottomed out, and he then, my cock deep inside his goddamn soul, kisses me again and wraps his arms around me. He started rocking back and forth, totally in control, while we made out and he kept telling me to fuck him. "I want to feel your cum... Please give me your cum...I want you to cum inside me... I want your cum so bad". I think I technically had a cardiac event during all this, and I grab his ass and start forcing it up and down. He kept telling me to fuck him, so I really get aggressive, and hit his prostate like a gong over and over. He dick had been rubbing against my stomach the whole time, and I ask him "you want my cum? Im going to shoot my hot cum in your ass" and I pushed his ass down like he owed me money, grabbed his face and kissed him and I felt hot liquid all the way up to my neck, as he blew his load all over me, my cock still in him.

I start bucking him faster and he starts licking his own cum off my chest, holding it all in his mouth. I am as turned on by this as anything I've ever experienced, and before he can swallow I grab his face, kiss him deeply so I can taste his cum. The entirety of stimuli in this moment I feel my body tense, and I unload the biggest volume of jizz in recorded history inside him, as both our mouths are still wet with his cum shared between us.

I hold him super tight, while still inside him, shudder several times as my body twitches like I'm a crack head, I stare at his chest in my face, lick his nipples, then up a line of light hair up to his face, kiss him again, and we both joke that we're afraid to look at what his couch looks like.

For the first time ever I didn't want to just bolt, I wanted to hang out more, talk about life, maybe hear him tell me some secrets while I fondled his balls, who knows. We both lay together on the couch, his head on my sticky chest, while a new IASIP episode had long since started. The time comes for me to head out, we actually set a time to go get coffee on Sunday morning, and then "see what's on Netflix" Sunday night.

Needless to say, I'm still shaking.