First Time Finally! by deckardB26354
Dive into the passionate journey of self-discovery in “First Time Finally!” by deckardB26354. Experience the excitement and vulnerability of a first intimate encounter that explores love, desire, and the thrill of embracing one’s true self. Don’t miss this captivating gay sex story that promises to ignite your senses!
There are a lot of stories here about that “first time” and how awesome it was. How hot! I came for an hour! Yeah, realistically, this is not the case, amirite?
I couldn’t really tell you that much about my first time. It was in a New Orleans bathhouse…with a guy that wanted to be all macho and pound me without lube like there’s no tomorrow. He wanted to go without, but I forced him to use a condom. Honestly, it wasn’t worth writing even this much about. That’s what most, if not all, of my encounters were like in the beginning. Until…
I ran into Bill while at a bathhouse. It was slow, so I decided to venture up to the sun deck to get some air and some rays. The sun deck has pergola covered cubbies toward the back for a little privacy. I was up there alone anyway as it was pretty hot with temps in the 90s. I figured I’d sit for a while and head downstairs to the pool for a dip. As I sat in a lounge chair, I decided to drop my towel and get a full tan. I noticed someone had joined me on the deck. He was out on a chaise in the full sun, and he had his towel just barely covering his cock. A stocky, hairy bald guy. My mind started to drift about what was under that towel.
I had my eyes closed and was enjoying the sun for ten minutes or so when I heard someone quietly say hi. I opened my eyes and focused on a skinny guy with a towel wrapped around him that made that tiny towel look like a blanket. His eyes were locked on my cock and that hungry look started pumping blood to my dick. He moved closer and grazed his hand on my thigh. I spread my legs to signal to him to get closer. He knelt down between my legs and started moving his mouth up my thighs, past my balls, and he started sniffing in my sweat covered groin and nuzzled the base of my cock.
My cock kept growing, and his expert attention started making it throb. His hot breath on my already hot, sun soaked dick made me arch my back and the timing pushed my swollen head into his mouth. I softly groaned as he closed his mouth and I could feel his tongue working its magic on the shaft. He started pushing down, and I brought my hands up to hold his head. He moaned on my cock, and he pushed further down until I was bottoming out in his throat. I felt that he wanted me to drive as I started pulling him off me, and he’d pause until I started pushing him back down. I started quickening the pace, and he was keeping up with it. I could see the saliva running down his chin–he had one juicy mouth. I kept going faster until I was fucking his mouth like it was his ass.
I guess we were making a little noise as I looked up and saw the stocky man looking at us with his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. I kept fucking the guy’s mouth faster until he pulled off me gasping for breath. I looked over at the guy again, and he was grinning and giving me a slight nod–a tip of the hat, if you will. My cocksucker was gasping still, but he was clearly turned on. He asked me if I would fuck him. I said sure, and a condom suddenly appeared, and he handed it to me. I got the rubber on in record time, and he dropped his towel and faced away from me–towards the guy watching us.
He sat on my lap with my cock between his legs pressing it against his cock and balls. He started stroking me and getting me harder while working the condom further down my shaft. He scooted a little further up my legs and pointed my head at his pucker. He backed up as I pushed, and I slid easily into him. I grabbed his hips and started working my cock further up his ass. He started grinding on me and moaning in almost a whisper.
I looked over his shoulder and my voyeur was still checking out the show. Now it seemed we were staring at each other and I could see him slightly pushing his ass into the elastic straps of the chaise. I could see a bit of a tent rising in the towel he had covering him. He was smiling at me and just barely nodding his head–almost giving me an attaboy for plowing this bitch’s ass.
I didn’t want to cum with this guy as I felt I had more to explore, so I asked him, “You like my cock up your ass?”
He responded in an almost whimper, “Oh God, yes.”
Then I asked, “Will you cum for me?” I immediately felt him tense, and his ass started strangling my cock. He sped up his grinding and in the same second his hand grabbed his little cock and stated jerking it fast.
I looked over and there he was still locked on the action, but this time he was on his side with his hand propping his head up. His towel was still covering him up, but I still couldn’t tell what was under there.
I was pulled back to his ass gripping my dick even tighter and I could feel him cumming. I could see jets of cum shooting on the ground in front of us as he was still as he continued to pump the cum from his little pecker. He finally loosened his grip on my cock and slid off me. After a few oh-my-Gods and a little staggering, he reached down and pulled the condom off me. He knelt back down and took me into his mouth again, and I rewarded him with a little shot of pre-cum that made him giggle. He thanked me and got up to leave.
As I watched him go, I noticed that my watcher wasn’t there any longer! Aww! I was hoping that there was something there between us–I was hoping that the something was his cock. Oh, well. I was sweating pretty good now, so I figured it was time to get into the pool. I started heading down the stairs and as I made it to the landing and opened the door there was my watcher leaning against the wall.
“That looked like fun,” he said.
I smirked and affirmed his assumption. A couple of people passed between us in the hallway then he crossed over to me inches away from my face. His hand settled on the towel covering my now growing cock.
“Did you cum?” he asked me, staring into my eyes with a grin forming across his face.
I smiled back and said, “no, he wasn’t really my type. Why, is that something you can help me with?” His hand found the opening in my towel and wrapped his calloused hand around my member.
He smirked again and whispered, “Room 306. Go cool off in the pool and then come by.”
Come, or cum by? I’m guessing the latter. I bypassed the pool, but instead I grabbed a shower. I searched and quickly found room 306.
I knocked at his door. A second or two and there he was–still wearing his towel. He invited me in and gently pulled my towel away and my cock stood at attention. I went to reach for his towel and he took me by the arms and moved me down to the bed. I got comfortable, and he moved down between my legs.
“Mmm, you smell nice. I half expected you to smell like chlorine,” he told me.
I told him that I’d rather be here than in the pool, so I showered instead. He thanked me as he moved his mouth onto the head of my straining dick.