u/4ch2ch

It had been two years since I had any play with another guy. The last was the porcelain skinned white guy from my previous posts.

I had returned to the US from overseas, and had a girlfriend for a few months but broke up for reasons unrelated to this. We had sex often, and she kept me satisfied.

A few months after the breakup, however, I was going through another dry season and I'd have fucked a hole in the couch if I didn't get any soon. I started to feel the itch of playing with a man again. Knowing how available and enthusiastic guys are, combined with my dry spell, it was a matter of time.

I had already been cruising Craigslist personals (RIP) but mostly the w4m pages, hoping some lady was looking for a guy like me. They were not. Sometimes I would dip into m4m, but nothing serious. I would talk to a guy, trade pics and masturbate. After cumming, I'd clean up and I wasn't curious anymore until I was.

I was working nights, and had been skimming CL on the clock when I found a guy looking to feed like my previous friend. He said he was a Latino, chubby and was curious to suck. He wasn't experienced, but he emphasized how bad he wanted to try.

I sent nudes confidently saying I'll be his first, and I'd like to see him. He replied with a full body nude. He was chubby and hairy on his chest and belly and a bush over his smallish cock.

I'm not into body hair, and I replied no thanks, I don't like body hair. What a diva, but I was young. It was around 11pm when I had sent my reply, and I got off work around 2am. I figured the night was a bust, when I received another photo about an hour later.

A new nude from my chubby friend. This time his body was hairless and smooth. He begged me to come over, he shaved his body for me and he wanted my cock. Anyone that wanted me so bad they'd shave their body on the spot is someone I want to be with.

Looks like I'm coming over, I replied.

The rest of my shift couldn't go by fast enough. He lived about 20 minutes away, when I punched in his address to the GPS, I felt like shit just got real. I drove over to his place feeling horny nerves in my stomach and balls.

I knocked on the door with nervous anticipation and a few seconds later the door opened.

My new friend was 5'3"-5'5" and around 190-200 lbs. He was only wearing a towel (I peeked at his bulge with excitement) and a mop of shaggy black hair was the only hair on his body. He greeted me quietly as he held the door. My throat tightened with nerves and I said hi quietly too, the horny energy in my body replaced by nervous excitement. I stepped inside and he closed the door behind us.

Did I mention I was nervous?

I'd be lying if I said the towel didn't catch me off guard. I'd been around men in towels before in group showers in the military, but never like this, for this. Being in a man's apartment when he's only wearing a towel is very personal.

"So, you wanna follow me?" He whispered. "Sure", I said and followed him into a dark bedroom.

He sat on his bed and looked straight ahead. I started to take my clothes off, which was incredibly exciting, and I heard him sigh softly. Last time I was with a guy, I was clothed, just had my dick out. I don't know why I stripped but I guess it's because he was. I sat on the bed.

"We'll go at your pace," I said. I was nervous but I was the experienced man here, I had to make him feel comfortable. He slowly reached over and placed his hand on my thigh. His hand creeped over until he reached my cock and he gave it a gentle squeeze. His breathing was heavy and deep.

He leaned over until he was facing my cock, already hard and pulsing in his hand. I remembered my first time, it was thrilling and electric. The excitement of being with another guy for the first time was incomparable. He hesitated a moment before plunging his nose right into my balls.

I apologized, I just got off work, but he mumbled it's ok, as he breathed deep into my balls and kissed my sack. I started to scoot my butt back so I could lie down and give him better access. I opened up my legs and he licked and kissed my balls and started to kiss up my shaft while stroking. He took my cock in his mouth and started to glide his mouth over it. As he started to suck me, I ran my hands over his soft, squishy body.

I never been with a chubby person, man or woman, but I loved digging my fingers into his body and his big squishy butt as he sucked me off. He wasn't the best. His hand strokes were good, but his mouth was shallow, but it was his first time.

I felt like I was getting close, but I wanted to suck him too.

"Hey, let me suck you now" I told him, watching him jerk off while he sucked me got me hot. He said ok, as he scooted up and spread his legs for me.

His cock was about 5" and standing straight up, like a soldier waiting orders. His balls and dick were darker skinned than the surrounding area and that was a sexy sight.

He looked down at me with a smile "Never had my dick sucked by a guy before".

I started on his balls like he did. My tongue glided over his soft balls, the fresh shave felt slick and smooth on my lips and tongue. I worshipped his balls as I heard him softly moan. His hips gently thrust upwards towards me, as I gently kissed them, I'm getting hard now writing this, but in the moment I was so turned on. I am a slut for giving oral pleasure, and here I was, pleasing another man orally in his apartment.

I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking gently. I had thought about how to improve my technique thousands of times since the last time I had male play and I had this guy was moaning as I slurped his cock. I wanted it wet, sloppy and passionate. I wanted to take his soul, through his cock, if you will.

After a while, he started shifting and thrusting and he said he was close. I kept a steady rhythm and sucking as best as I could. After a few minutes I felt his cock jump and his moans came louder as he started to cum in my mouth.

Now here is the part where I wouldn't believe me either. I've tried my own loads, and the one other guy before, and they were sort of salty like sweat and snot/phlegm in consistency.

This guy's cum was so sweet and runny. If I wasn't sucking this man's dick, I would think he squirted apple juice in my mouth. It was THAT sweet and thin. Wish I knew what to eat for that level of sweetness.

I went hands off and stroked with my mouth, slowing as his moans slowed. His load wasn't huge but I had the satisfaction of knowing I drained those balls for all they had.

I pulled my mouth off, and as sweet and tasty as his load was, I still couldn't bring myself to swallow. He handed me a towel and I spit into it.

"That was the best blowjob I've had. Way better than my girl, she hates sucking dick" he said.

I thanked him as he lay back and stared at the ceiling for a bit silently. He suddenly got up and said "I have to go to the bathroom"

He closed the door behind him, and about a minute later I realized it was my time to leave. I was still hard, and quickly jerked off and busted all over his bed, got dressed and saw myself out.

He had told me that he wanted to suck for the first time, and I let him for a while, but took his opportunity to taste my cum away by being selfish. He intended to be the giver but I needed to suck again.

I went home, had a smoke, jerked off to the thought of my mouth full of cum, and went to bed with empty balls and a mind full of dick.

I think part of the excitement was that he wasn't my type but I was so horny I needed to hook up with him. I liked to wonder if he thought about me if he ever got a blowjob from his unenthusiastic girlfriend.

And that's it. Haven't had any other experiences with guys. I think about it often, it's been almost 20 years, and I feel the urge but my slut days are behind me.

Maybe someday, if everything lines up, it would be fun to hook up with another guy again, but it would have to be a friends with benefits situation. I like having that connection first.

On a previous post, I told about the first time I was ever sucked off by a man. Here, I'll continue with what happened next:

I knelt in front of him for what felt like forever.

He had taken my spot in the chair after I had emptied myself into his mouth and he swallowed it all. He made sure to mention that I was good to leave, no reciprocation necessary, but he was horny and needed to cum.

Here he was, a tall and muscular marble statue of a man, sitting in front of me, and I was kneeling like in front of a throne. His pale skin was smooth and hairless. His cock was bright pink with blood, and twitching in time with his heart beat. His balls nearly red in color, just as smooth, sitting in a tight sack. It was a beautiful penis.

I'd been curious before, and had some urges, but never thought I would act on it. I never had the opportunity, but here it came knocking.

I reached out, slowly wrapped my fingers around his cock. I was surprised at how feverishly hot it was to the touch. How firm, but squishy it was in my hand. How it twitched like it had a mind of its own, like it wanted to communicate in pulsing code.

I'd never touched a cut cock before, mine being uncut. I pooled up as much watery saliva as I could, spit in my hand and slowly started to stroke him. He put his head back and closed his eyes. He softly spoke to me, "I won't be able to cum from just a handjob, it's ok man, I'll just jerk off. You don't have to do anything you don't want to".

"No I do want to, I'm just nervous, give me a minute", I replied. I know I had nerves in my voice. My hand was still wrapped around his dick, and I held it like a microphone, about three or four inches away from my mouth. My lips were shut tightly, and I was breathing heavy with anticipation. "Look, I'm nervous ok, and I don't think I can do it, but I want to. I'm gonna close my eyes and open my mouth, and I just need your help", I said to him. I closed my eyes, slowly opened my mouth, and waited.

After what felt like forever, I felt one of his hands take me by the back of my head, and slowly and gently guide me down.

I felt him enter my mouth, and I must have jumped at the sensation, because he chuckled. I kept my eyes closed, and let him sit in my mouth for a moment, taking in the moment. My mouth started salivating as I wrapped my lips tightly around him.

I started to suck and stroke him, using all the moves I'd seen in porn, using the moves I know I like. His cock was not remarkably in size, but I wasn't skilled enough to throat him. I gently massaged his balls with the tip of my fingers, used my tongue to glide over the underside of his cock as I sucked, and used my hand to stroke what my mouth couldn't.

After I was sure of what I was doing, I opened my eyes to look up at him. He had his head back, breathing heavy and gently moaning when I did well.

After a several minutes of debuting the best oral performance I could muster, he told me he was close to cumming. I took him from my mouth just to say "Cum in my mouth" and continued sucking.

I felt him get harder and thicker almost, and I started to feel the familiar pulses of a man's orgasm.

The third pulse came with a flood of salty cum in my mouth, shocking in volume, and the texture of phlegm. This is when it all came crashing down.

I let him finish his orgasm in my mouth, I'm not an asshole, and pulled as much as I could into my mouth before I stood up. I pointed at my mouth and out, wide-eyed and trying to keep it together as I walked to the bathroom and spit all his cum into the toilet. He walked in while I was rinsing my mouth and complimented me on my enthusiasm.

"You did great for a first timer", he said, "I didn't think you were gonna", he rinsed his dick and turned to me. "If you want to do this again, you have my email. I'm here for another few months, and my roommate works nights. Just let me know and we can hang."

"Yeah for sure," I said to him, "I've gotta go, but I'll let you know".

I made my way back to my side of the base, and I know I had a smile on my face. A blowjob has that effect on a sex starved man.

I wish I could say that I met up with him again and again, and enjoyed each other's company in a cum drunk mess of a season, but I didn't.

The nerves of being caught, when Don't Ask Don't Tell was still in effect, combined with the pressures of social norms I was violating, really kept me from being more open with him. His perfect and clean cock, that I didn't take full advantage of.

If I could go back, we'd have learned each other's likes and dislikes, his cum would have been mine to consume, and mine his.

This wasn't my last time enjoying the company of another man, but it was my last with him.

I joined the military at 18, like many others, right after high school. In my younger years, I was a curious and adventurous person. I'd kissed and gotten to second base with both guys and girls, but I always considered myself straight.

I was stationed overseas in the early 10s. Because of our high ops tempo, and way more guys than females, getting pussy was rare. I'd been through a year and a half dry spell, and I needed human touch and to feel someone's insides, by this point a man or woman.

At this time, Craigslist personals were still around (RIP) and I went to the local m4m page to find someone.

I found a post by a guy around my age, he didn't have a photo and he didn't say much about himself, but he emphasized that he wanted to suck dick, eat some cum, with no reciprocation needed.

We emailed back and forth, not everyone had a phone overseas. I introduced myself and said I just needed to cum and I had never done this before. He told me he had experience with first timers and that he was skilled and would swallow everything I could produce. He said he was mostly straight, but sucking dick was an itch he needed to scratch every once in a while.

I said I might be interested, but I'm nervous. He gave me his barracks number, it was across the base (good, I didn't want to run into him any other time). He said he hoped I'd take him up on his offer, and he had to go, but if I showed up, I wouldn't regret it.

I paced in my room, and reread the email over and over, feeling a horny and nervous feeling in my throat and balls.

Fuck it.

I made my way across the base, and I arrived at his door about twenty minutes later. I waited at the door for what felt like an eternity, my heart pounding. I knocked.

A tall, blond haired, blue eyed, pale white guy opened up. He smiled and said "What's up?" "Hey man, it's me, Craig" "Oh, come on in". He let me into the room, made some small talk about room inspections while he stripped naked. I'd been around naked men quite often in the military, but outside of showers and changing in the field, this was new and exciting. He asked me if I'd like a beer. I took the drink and we chatted for a bit, as he gestured towards a chair in his room.

I sat down nervously, and after a while he chuckled and said "Well, you have to pull it out first". He eased my nerves and told me to relax and enjoy. His roommate wasn't coming back till very late, so we had as much time as we needed.

I sat back, and he got to work. It's different receiving a blowjob from a woman who's doing it because she feels she has to, and another man that does it because he wants to. Needs to.

It was now that I took the time to examine his body, as he knelt in front of me and took me in his mouth. He was muscular and smooth, without a single hair on his body. My tan skin and his pale white skin made an interesting contrast.

His technique was deliberate and dedicated. He wanted this nut, but wasn't in a hurry to get it. He sucked and stroked, popped and licked on me, alternating his hand use, throating me completely, stroking me by hand as he chatted with me. He said he enjoyed sucking dick, but didn't really consider himself gay, just the occasional cock sucker.

He went on for a while, while I sat in that chair, enjoying his work, feeling the wetness of his saliva dripping down my balls and sliding down my ass. Eventually I felt the orgasm rising up inside me. I let him know, and he hummed an "mhmm" in affirmative. He didn't speed up or slow down, just kept sucking and slurping like a metronome.

I started to orgasm, and I felt the warmth of my cum start to spill out of me. He moaned in time with my pulses, kept sucking until my cock ran dry, softly coming to rest as he sucked and popped it one last time. He came back up and flashed me a smile, and showed me his empty mouth. No shit, he'd swallowed it all, and besides my soaked balls and asshole, left no evidence behind.

"Good?" he asked, as I sat back in the chair, riding down the orgasmic high. "Fuck yeah dude, it'd been so long, I forgot what it felt like", I said to him. It was better than good.

"I have to cum now, you don't have to do anything. You can leave if you want. I really do enjoy just sucking, but I always offer in case you want to try", he said to me.

My heart started pounding again. I'd never sucked a dick before. Here he was, casually offering his dick in tribute, after treating mine so kindly.

I knew what I wanted to do, though I didn't know if I had the balls to do it.