This is a true story about my introduction to sex with another guy, although at the time we were very young.
I grew up in a small town but moved away just as I started my apprenticeship, so I used to stay at my friends place for the weekend and head back on the Sunday night for work the next day.
It all started quite normally and we’d just sort of hang around during the day, go out at night etc and we just slept in the same room, in 2 separate beds. There were 3 or 4 of us generally but they still stayed locally so it was only me that slept over.
One night we’d got in from a night out and a few beers and were settling in to sleep when he said “are you having a wank?” Bearing in mind this had never came up before, so I was surprised and thought maybe I had misheard, so I said “what.”
He repeated it again, clear as day “are you having a wank?” I said “I hadn’t thought about it” which was a lie, I was already rubbing my cock, as I had done since I was about 12 when I was in bed, but had been hoping he didn’t notice.
He said “I’m gong to have one” which took me again by surprise, but by now I was experiencing a strange sensation as I was a bit surprised by his questions, there had been no suggestion in the past, but I had to admit I had a feeling of excitement and nervousness as well.
I just said “ok” and he moved his sheet but said nothing. I just lay there, not sure what was happening but at the same time intrigued. Although it was dark, I could see his shadowy figure and with the sheet pulled back, I could tell he was rubbing himself, and he started murmuring as his pleasure grew.
He asked again “are you playing with yourself?” I said “no”. Which was the truth now as I’d stopped and was peering through the gloom at him. He said “why not?” I didn’t really have an answer to this, so I just said “I don’t know”
He said “I know you’d be wanking if you were at home, have one now, it’s ok” all the time stroking himself and although I couldn’t see clearly, it was obvious he was bigger than me, which again didn’t help with my confidence.
“I’m not sure” was all I could think of to say but all that did was make him more bold.
He got off his bed and walked over to mine with his, now fully erect, cock in his hand and said “do you mind?l as he lifted my cover to join me in the bed.
I said “no, it’s your room” and he got in beside me and pulled the sheets fully back so we were both lying there exposed. Still rubbing his cock he was looking at me and said “I knew you were playing, look, you’ve got a semi”, which was true, I looked down and my cock had grown just from the conversation and seeing him come over to me.
“Go on, give it a proper rub” he said to me. At that time I had already started to give in, so I did, and as I was playing with myself, I could see him looking at me as he kept playing with himself.
As I was wanking, I looked at him and he had a different cock to me. Yes it was bigger, but it was also bent back toward his stomach where mine was pretty straight at that time. He was also circumcised where I still had foreskin, and that was strange to me
As we wanked I found that I was thinking about his cock, and it was making me harder that I was normally when I just fantasised to get myself off. (Go to fantasy was always 2 women, like most guys I would find out) and it confused me as to why the thought of him wanking next to me was having this effect
After wanking in silent for a few moments he asked the question that changed my thought process about other guys. He said”do you want to touch it?” I truly didn’t know, I was conflicted inside as I hadn’t even contemplated this question, but I sort of felt like I did.
I didn’t answer straight away, and he said “I could wank you off if you like?” I felt this was easier, as it was me getting the pleasure, so I just said “ok” and that was my first experience of another guys hand on my cock, and I’m not going to lie, it felt strange initially
He put his hand around my shaft and started to wank me off, but he did it as he would wank himself, and the tempo was different to me, but the feel of his hand on me was very exciting as was the look on his face.
He rubbed and pulled back my foreskin and just generally kept the same speed as he did so. Meanwhile he looked at himself and said again “do you want to do me?” Which I felt I couldn’t refuse really so I did
My first time of having my hand on another guys cock was obviously a strange unnatural experience for me, but what struck me first was the heat. His cock seemed to be way hotter to the touch than mine, and it was harder than I thought mine was. As I rubbed up and down on his shaft I could hear him moaning
I asked “is that ok?” And he just nodded his head and kept moaning lowly while pulling at my shaft with more and more force and tempo, which in turn made me gasp and I started trying to match the tempo on his
We kept at this and after a few minutes I saw him shudder and jerk and I looked down to see him coming and felt his warm sperm go over my hand and arm as it shot into the air. He kept jerking until it was done and I saw his face filled with pleasure as he came.
I let go of his cock and said “I think I need a cloth” and we both laughed a little. “Let me finish you first” he said “then we’ll both wipe off”
It was never going to take me long, and a couple of minutes later it was my turn and I shot my load all over my stomach
I lay for a minute breathing heavily while he went to the toilet and came back with some wipes to clean us up.
“How was that?” He asked, I said “ good yeah” and he made his was back to his own bed
That was the last we spoke that night, and I have to admit, I felt a bit of guilt and confusion as I drifted off to sleep that night
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