First time
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My body deceived me despite the fact that I didn’t think I had any attraction to another man
I had just moved to Atlanta and also just started working at a new job. I knew no one and the studio apartment that I lived in was not in a very good area, so when a salesman in my new office suggested he come by my apartment for a drink I never thought it out of the ordinary.
When he arrived at 6 p.m. on Friday night I felt a little akward, but mainly because there was so little room in my apartment. I had a hot plate, a kitchen table with one chair and a bed. Aside from that there was only the small bathroom and a sink and small refrigerator next to the kitchen table that was supposed to be a kitchenette.
I poured Alan, a drink and sat on the bed while Alan drank his scotch while sitting on the chair a foot away from me. He asked me questions about work and where I was from originally and about any new friends I might have in the city, which I had none.
I didn’t know Alan’s age, but I figured he was about 20 years older than my 22 years. I got up and poured us another scotch and when I came back I noticed that he was also sitting on the bed. I didn’t say anything and handed him his drink. I sat back down on the bed next to him and that was when I noticed that I was beginning to get an erection. Since I was in rather tight jeans, it was very noticable. Alan continued to talk, about what I don’t know, but as he talked he put his hand on my thigh and started rubbing my leg and upper thigh. By this time my erection was throbbing and I didn’t stop him from what he was doing.
He pulled the zipper down on my jeans and undid the belt buckle. It was as if I was paralyzed and I could do nothing. My mind was screaming that I had never been with a man and had never thought about it, but I was also curious about what was going to happen next.
Since I wore no underwear, my erection popped to attention the moment my jeans were lowered. Alan stopped talking and pulled jeans completely off, leaving me in my shirt, shoes and socks.
When his hand touched my erection I thought I would cum immediately. It had been several months since I had been with my ex-girlfriend (we had broken up when I moved to Atlanta from North Carolina). Alan didn’t speak a word as he got down between my legs and his lips engulfed my 6 inch erection. I was embarrassed to watch, and lowered my body back onto the bed as he did an excellent job of sucking my cock. I then felt his wet index finger, that must have been coated with his saliva, slip between the cheeks of my ass. I was surprised that I lifted my ass off the bed to allow him access, although I had never had anything inserted in my ass before this moment.
He was very gentle as he slowly inserted the index finger into my anus and continued to suck me. Once his finger was completely inside me he began a fucking motion with his finger and this was too much for me and I came hard in his mouth. I felt I had blacked out from the force of it and when I opened my eyes I saw Alan kneeling on the bed between my legs with his pants around his ankles. His 7 inch erection had precum dripping from it and there was lust in his eyes.
He said nothing as he rolled me over onto my stomach and half lifted me until I was on my hands and knees on the bed. He slowly inserted his cock into my anus which had been somewhat loosened up by his finger. It hurt, but I said nothing as he slipped into me. When he was all the way in he stayed still as I got used to the feeling. He pushed my head down into the pillow so that my ass was sticking up in the air and he slowly began fucking my ass.
The pain subsided and I felt myself with another erection. When Alan heard me moan, he picked up the pace and began slamming into my ass. I couldn’t believe how hard I was and before long I was squirting my cum onto the blanket of the bed. I felt Alan grab my hips and plunge one last time and felt the warmness of his cum fill my bowels.
Alan rolled off me and went to the bathroom while I just laid there feeling his cum leak from my ass and roll down my thighs. My mind was whirling as I thought about what had just happened and the reprecussions of it.
I heard Alan enter the bedroom but I didn’t look at him. I felt his weight on the bed and heard him putting on his pants. I was confused and didn’t know how to react, so I just laid there. He got up, walked to the door and let himself out without saying a word.
I didn’t hear from Alan on the weekend and my stomach was churning when I went to work on Monday morning. Alan avoided eye contact with me for the first half of the day, but at noon he came up and asked me if I wanted to join him for lunch. I wanted to say no, but found me nodding my head affirmatively.
I couldn’t believe it, but at lunch he made no referrence to what had happened Friday night and we just ate our sandwiches while he talked about various people from work. After lunch we went back to work and I felt even more confused by the events that had just transpired.
At 5 o’clock Alan again came up to me and said that a few of the men from work like to go to a local pub after work and asked if I cared to join them. Again I wanted to decline but found myself nodding my head in an affirmative manner.
When I got to Murphy’s bar I found Alan sitting at a table with four other men from work whom I did not know. Alan scooted his chair to allow me to pull up a chair and sit next to him. I was very nervous, not only because I didn’t know anyone else there but also because I didn’t know how much Alan had told these men about what had transpired between us on Friday night.
The group talked about the Atlanta Falcons and football in general for about a half hour. I was on my third drink when I felt a hand on my thigh. My reaction was the same as it had been on Friday night with Alan. I responded with an immediate erection. I thought it was Alan’s hand that was carressing my thigh, but when I looked down I saw that while Alan was sitting on my right, the hand carressing my thigh belonged to George, the man sitting to my left.
Again I was at a loss as to what to do. I didn’t want to make a scene because I was afraid that this man already knew what had transpired between Alan and I and would tell everyone at the table and in the bar so I kept quiet and allowed the man to move his hand higher up my leg until he was groping my erection. I avoided eye contact with George, but looked over at Alan and saw him grinning as he watched what George was doing.
“We work too hard for our money to blow it all here,” Alan announced to the table, “what say we go back to my place where the drinks are cheaper?”
Everyone agreed with this idea and before I knew it everyone had thrown money on the table to pay the bill.