Thanks guys for all the lovely messages you sent to me after I posted part 1 and not so nice ones but I expected that.
I also got a lot of messages from Straight guys saying that they have been considering meeting up with a guy but get a bit nervous about it.
What I would advise is only do it if you are really sure that you want to and ready, don't meet because your dick is making you do it and it's really important that you choose the right guy for you and don't be afraid to ask a lot of questions too, if he is the right guy he will respect you for that.
Make sure you know exactly what you want to do and have done to you and that way he knows where your boundaries are let him know that you might back out at any time, that way you won't feel like you have wasted his time, any decent bloke will understand that.
After all you do want your first meet with a guy to be memorable for all the right reasons and if you go ahead and realise that you made a mistake, just say 'fuck it that wasn't for me! say to yourself that box has been ticked and move on, it won't change who you are.
After all it is like a sweet shop on here, one day you might like a bar of chocolate and the next day something a bit more savoury.
Now on to what happened to me and Mark (dads mate).
After I had sucked on Mark's cock It was quite a few months That I saw him again, he popped in to see my dad and he acted like nothing had happened not even a cheeky wink and obviously because dad was around I didn't get the chance to say anything to him and when he left I felt so disappointed almost heartbroken.
A few weeks later I was on the way home and there was a beep from a car horn and to my surprise it was Mark in his van, he pulled over and said jump in, he then apologised for not speaking to me the last time we met as with dad around it was awkward.
He said he would drop me off home and on the way he told me that he was in the process of moving house, apparently the wife had a good job and just been promoted, he did say that in a few days she would be staying away with work and did I want to meet him while she was away and of course the answer was yes and he said he would pick me up.
The day came and he turned up at the meeting place in his van, I was expecting him to drive somewhere secluded so I could get down on his cock again but he drove us back to the house which made me even more excited, the though of us being alone and no fear of anyone catching us.
I had already decided that I would take the lead when it came to sucking his dick this time, and as soon as we were inside the house I stood behind him and put my arms round him and my hands were cupping on his growing bulge, I remember him saying something like calm down tiger and he turned round gave me a kiss and lead me to the bedroom.
In no time we were both naked and it was the first time that anyone had seen my body and dick and for some reason I felt pretty shy and embarrassed but that soon vanished when he walked over to me and knelt down and took my cock in his mouth, so much for me taking the lead! and for a minute I though I was having a heart attack because it was beating so fast, he was down there for ages and I was loving it but really wanted his cock in my mouth as well so I pulled out of his mouth and lead him to the bed and we sucked each other off and again his cock smelt and tasted so good.
Since that first meet I would think of him as I was wanking and sometimes stick a finger inside my arse and wonder what his cock would feel like instead? so I stopped sucking on him and made my way up his body, he was pretty fit with hardly any hair so I was able to lick his six pack and then up to his nipples and then up to his mouth and we kissed for a long time playing with each others cocks at the same time. I stopped kissing and asked him if he had ever fucked a guy and would he fuck me? the answer was yes to both.
He told me to lie on my belly and relax, he went to the bathroom and came back with a jar of something which he placed on the bedside table and then put his head between my arse and the feeling was electric, I didn't know it then but now know he was rimming me which I love having it done to me even now.
After a few minutes of rimming he leant over and grabbed the jar and I felt him rubbing the lube and slowly placed a finger inside my arse I didn't know what to expect but to my surprise it felt so good, I could feel when another finger slipped in and a third went in a few minutes later.
I was lying there pretty relaxed considering what was going on and then he removed his fingers and gently stroking my arse told me to roll over onto my back, lying there looking up at him we both smiled as he was lubing up his hard cock.
The feeling of his cock rubbing against my hole still stays with me to this day both of us staring at each other as he gently slide his hard dick inside me, it took a few attempts and at one point I thought he was going to give up I must have been pretty tight but all of a sudden his cock twitched was halfway in and it was like wow is this pleasure or is it pain, once he started to pull out and back in again further each time I knew it was pleasure!
I can't remember how long I was in this position but I do remember my legs on his shoulders as he was pumping away, it started off nice and slow but built up to a real good fucking and at one point I remember he leant down and kissed me as he continued to fuck me, I remember this because I could see drops of sweat slide down his face.
The fuck ended with me back on my belly and he was on top of me with his hands grasped around my chest, I knew he was about to cum because he started to get pretty vocal and was shaking too, all of a sudden I could feel him pull his cock out of my arse and he rolled me over and came all over my face and he fell back on the bed and we were lying next to each other with his cum sliding down my cheek, I wiped it away with his pants and that was it, I was no longer a virgin and knew that I would be 100% bottom for the rest of my life.
So that is the story of my first experience with a man. Mark did in fact move away a few months later, we had one more meet before he went.
Over the years my dad would occasionally tell me that he had heard from Mark and would tell me stories about what they used to get up to as best mates, that always brought a little smile to my face, if only he knew
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