Peter I hope you don't mind but may I ask you again if we could just give it a go. There was I massaging my best pal like always I did when I visited, call it empathy, call it what you like, but the poor guy had been disabled from birth and somehow, as our friendship grew and we became more acquainted I found myself wanting to ease his sexual frustration. We had long discussions many a time about sexuality and I felt privileged that he wanted to tell me he was gay.
Before I met Jimmy I was straight as a dye with no leanings towards my own sex, I had lots of girls friends in the past and although I never married, the relationships, although brief, were fine.
Yet since meeting Jimmy I gradually became aware that their was something there, I still don't know how it really happened when we started our mutual masturbation. But I do remember when Jimmy was so depressed and near to suicide, he was so in need of a deep meaning relationship - it just sort of happened, my aim to comfort him, just putting my arm around him initially - but I do remember somehow he guided my hand down to him and that mode developed. One more step a day later and my hand was inside his jeans, we both accepted it as the norm and I remember when he suggested we do it to each other, there we were both laying head to tale on his bed and enjoying a wonderful time. His first touch was magic, I laid there with my hand full of his large cock, massaging him like always, the feelings I enjoyed were divine, and when he urged me to open my legs wide I immediately responded, feeling him burrowing between my bottom, feeling and gently squeezing my balls. Eventually this led to his finger starting to rim me and this was going to far, I moved away from him, telling him I was willing to do most things but not that.
Of course all the sulking came up, but I was adamant, if ever would be ready for that I wasn't then, he continued to ask me like he did now. I just wasn't sure I guess. He was very well equipped to say the least and the thought of that inside me made me quiver with fear.
Still feeling for him I offered to oral him, told him to close his eyes and just to pretend, that I would do my best to try and make it feel like he was inside me.
Of course he went for that and there was I, having made the gesture, doing something I would never have even thought of, even though we had massaged each other and the like - but never ever had I touched orally.
He ventured to try and rush me, I said I needed time, just for him to let me massage him awhile and we would take it from there.
He seemed to go for that and immediately his cock firmed up in my hand, it was lovely to feel and stretch, he had a wonderful bulbous knob which smelt of the sea I thought, and I was beginning to imagine what it tasted like, I realised at the end of the day I would just have to go for it, not think about it but do it, just take the plunge literally, I opened my mouth, closed my eyes and guided half his cock deep into my mouth, feeling the initial warmth and stiffness as I felt my cheeks bulge, he was attempting to get the whole length inside. I yelled at him and told him to let me do it my way, that I didn't want to choke - but he was in another world! His eyes staring upwards, strange throat sounds - urging me on, his hand over my head - moving it, encouraging e to take it deeper, I gave it my wall, I said I would so I did, by the time he had climaxed my whole jaw ached and I had the rich taste of pungent cock in my mouth, knowing I would have to have a swig of water, I managed to avoid the squirt of his cream by grabbing his cock in time to guide it away from my face, if ever I could do that, I mean taste his cream I don't know, the sucking had proved much more pleasant than ever could have imagined, it gave me a strong sense of belonging, the feel of his balls too as I sucked him to the hilt finally, but don't ask me how I managed, he must have been a good eight inches, imagine eight inches of hot throbbing stiff cock pulsing away in my mouth and throat!
But then something occurred to me, I had achieved that and actually enjoyed so much that I had become affixed to it somehow, now I wanted to do it again and again, and I knew then, given the move by Jimmy I would be ready for his fucking of me.
But looking up at him, my head still resting on his thigh he looked fully gratified,. But he was so considerate in saying we had done most things together, and now he must do to me what I had done to him - and then I realised I was about to experience another first, that of a guy sucking me rather that a girl. Me imagining it would be quite different because, well girls don't have cocks do they so maybe another guy would know more what turns another guy on in that sense, and when his fingers found me I decided just to ease myself back on the arm of the settee so he could access me -and relax, feeling his hands cradle my balls and all, then watching him as he moved his mouth very slowly and tantalisingly towards my swollen cock.