I met him on fabswingers, after a bit of chatting and some nervous deliberating he invited me over. Now this was the first sexual encounter I would have with a man and the first fun I'd had with anyone since breaking up with my first girlfriend, about twelve months previously.
Anyway, I turned up at his house and he welcomed me in. Originally we were just going to compare cocks and maybe wank each other off. The only time I really encountered another males organ was in public showers, school P.E. lessons and the odd fleeting glace at public urinals. So I didn't really know what to expect in terms of size, other than that my penis was somewhat bellow average.
I had taken off my shoes, engaged in some idle small talk and we had gone through into his lounge. So there we stood, facing each other a few feet apart and he says "shall we then", nonchalantly gesturing and thumbing his waistband. I felt sick, like standing atop a high wall looking down. I said nothing and just nodded my head in agreement.
He was wearing lose jogging bottoms and myself, baggy lounge pants (trousers). In unison, both pairs of recrational ware slumped to the floor. My heart was racing and, as I looked down toward his crotch, a rush of blood flooded my cheeks, as dangling in front of my was one of the chunkiest floppy penises I had ever seen. Shocked, I continued looking down to see my "little guy" poking out, not dangling at all, more perched like an over-sharpened pencil about to fall off a table or the last drop of toothpaste, clinging on to the end of the tube. I estimated his to be about 4-5 inches SOFT, whereas mine was about 1-2 inches soft (but starting to grow). I felt embarrassed and started to look back up to meet his gaze, to find he was now smirking at me and my manhood.
I felt so inferior, I had always thought I was smaller than most guys, but this real life confirmation certainly took the wind out of me. He gestured toward the sofa and we both walked over and sat down, my dick now semi-erect. He looked at me and said "Do you wanna...?" reaching out his hand toward my penis. I reciprocated and shyly grasped for his. It felt amazing, so thick and dense yet very soft. It easily filled my fist, like a jumbo hotdog in a cocktail roll, in the reverse his large, manly fist totally engulfed my poor little guy (now nearly at full extension). And so, we stared stared to masturbate oneanother, gently pulling the foreskin back and forth over the head. I think the superiority that he had over me (playing with this young mans stiff little stick) was starting to turn him on, as I could feel his chunky piece of meat start to throb.
It was amazing getting him hard, feeling the blood pumping into his thick member and watching it grow in my hand. (Couldn't get over how thick it felt). For the first time in my life, I had my hands on a REAL cock. He was tugging on my now rock hard dick, it was disappearing in his big manly hand. We were both clearly checking each others cocks and comparing sizes, the difference was clear! "I've always wanted to see a big one, just can't belive How big they can get!" I remarked. He simply replied "Eight inches mate". EIGHT inches!!! "Christ" I thought, thats basicly double my size. Girth wise I'd have to estimate a mighty six inches.
Anyway, the mutual masturbation continues and after a while he turns to me and says "So... you wanna suck it?".
"Erm....Oookay" I replied. I felt sooo nervous, up until a few minuets ago I hadn't so much as touched another mans cock but now im about to put one in my mouth. I rembered how my ex had toold me about jaw ache from sucking cock (and she'd suck a fair few of them), even my skinny frankfurter! So now I was scared of embarrassing my self, "What if I can't even get it in?". I took a deep breath and slid off the sofa, kneeling between his legs. Then, stairing up at him, I took hold of his big, throbbing hard-on with both hands (like in all the porn films I've watched since 13) and slowly lowered my mouth round its head. It easily filled out my mouth. The taste strange and the texture was weird, but it felt kinda natural!
I had no clue what I was doing, but I had seen a LOT of porn videos and had recived a couple of blow-jobs from my ex. So I went at it like a bull in a china shop, no real stratagy or technique. Mainly I stroked his shaft with my right hand, whilst caressing his head up and down with my lips and licking it with my tongue, in swirling motions. I would stop intermitantly, to rest my mouth, and either wank him hard with both hands or lick up and down his shaft. Whatever it was I was doing, it seemed to be working. I could see him twitching and rolling his head, eyes shut, and hear him moan. This continued for what felt like 20mins or more, my jaw was really getting sore, but alas I could tell the end was in sight. He stated writhing and moaning dramaticly. I picked up the pace and went all out, slurping loadly up and down his magnificently huge member. "uuhh....fuck...yeh" he grunted. The next thing I new - thick, hot ribbons of fluid started spurting into my mouth, one after another, his body tensing hard. The first few jets of cum cuaght me off guard, I hadn't realy thought it through to this far, I didn't know how to react. I pulled my mouth away, but continued to pump his rod with my fist, the subsequent shots hit all over my face and dribbled back onto him, along with the remainder of the cum from my mouth.
I'd done it, I just sucked off a man and recived his juices. I felt weird, almost dirty. He looked down at me and said "that was great". It seemed I had done a good job, but I was yet to cum and was still very hard. I looked at him puzzled "what should..?" I didn't finish. "Cum on mine" he gently directed me. And so I proceeded to beat myself off and after not much time at all, I shot my little load onto his belly.
Thats pretty much it, the rest was history!  |
Great story mate. 