The following is a true story from my personal life. Some identifying details are omitted. I am writing this so I can relive the awesome memory and not forget. Hope you enjoy.
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I first began to appreciate the male form when I was a teenager. Before that I was only turned on by women, and I still am. But I have always been a bit of a nonconformist, so I think my sexual attraction to men probably came out of my desire just to try something new. To this day, I have preferred to get off by fantasizing about having sex with someone that I know. The porn has always been more of a background stimulant—the real turn on is the familiar face in my mind's eye.
Somewhere along the line, I grew bored of jacking it to the same girls I had been attracted to for years. You can only stroke it to good old Mary a finite number of times. I don't remember how the thought first occurred to me, but there was this guy who worked at the same place I did. Real attractive dude—tan, thin, very chiseled face. I found myself staring at him all the time, but for a while I never thought about him sexually. Until one day I did.
I quickly found that thinking about fucking Steve made me really hard. Then I went a step further, looking up gay porn on my laptop. It was a whole new world, one that felt almost taboo, and it turned me on big time. That night I jerked my cock fantasizing about Steve. I still remember the orgasm—it was so intense, just a huge rush of pleasure.
From then on I was hooked. Over time, gay porn came to replace straight as my primary jerk off material. But for eight years I did not act on this secret fantasy. Nobody in my life—and I mean nobody—has a clue that I often fantasize about sex with men. After all, I still date women and had a relationship that lasted several years. I guess you could classify me as some sort of bisexual. Truth is that my sex life is no one's business, and I would like it to stay that way. After I broke up with my last girlfriend, though, I knew the time had come. I needed to act on this fantasy.
I started by going on Craigslist, which is a surprisingly good source for legit hookups. My first gay experience came in a dorm room with a guy who unfortunately looked nothing like his pictures. We made out and sucked each other off, but the whole fiasco was so bad that I almost gave up men as a lost cause. But I kept going, hoping for something hot. I got three more hookups that consisted of more kissing and oral, but they were nothing special. What I really wanted to do was fuck, but none of these guys were up for that, plus they weren't that attractive in real life. One thing I quickly learned though—sucking a cock is pretty easy. Even swallowing cum isn't so bad. Girls make a big deal out of it blowjobs, but now I know that licking a pussy is actually much more difficult.
Anyway, back to my gay sex adventures. After a few months I realized that the whole Craigslist thing wasn't working the way I had hoped, so I finally grew some balls and downloaded Grindr. Forgive me for my choice of words, but it really is a smorgasbord of hot men. I'm a sucker for a tight body and a handsome face, and Grindr is filled with my type. That's where I met Matt.
At first, all I could see was his profile picture—a shot of his rippling abs. I could also see from his description that he was 25, Asian, tall, and a bottom. We went through the customary ritual, starting with the initial greeting and exchange of pictures. After seeing his chiseled face, short hair, and tight, muscular body, I knew I wanted him very badly. I tried not to get too excited, though, because I had previously messaged hot guys who seemed into it and ready to meet...and then of course I never heard from them again.
But Matt gave me the key information that usually seals the deal: an address and a time. I'm actually going to fuck a guy in the ass tonight, I thought. But even with this win, I could not declare victory yet. I once drove to an apartment building only to have the guy never answer his phone, so I tried to keep my enthusiasm in check.
But a few hours later, I was shaking Matt's hand in front of his house. He was just as hot in real life as in his pictures. Without further ado, he led me inside and upstairs to his deserted apartment. There was a little small talk, but we didn't waste much time once the two of us were sitting on the bed.
"So, you've done this Grindr thing before?" I offered clumsily.
"Yeah," he answered, smiling as he leaned in to kiss me.
We made out furiously in his bed, getting our arms and legs completely tangled together. I felt up and down his hard abs, feeling his toned biceps, grasping for his stiff cock. Our lips were a symphony as we explored each other's mouths with our tongues. I sucked on his lower lip, then moved to his ears and neck. Matt moaned in pleasure at that, and before long our shirts were off, then our pants and boxers. I worked my way down to his pecs, sucking on his nipples, then kissing his taut abs. When I got to his stiff tool, I teased him a bit by kissing every area except for the cock itself. I licked his balls and took each nut gently into my mouth, tonguing every inch of his sack. Matt went wild at that, then moaned loudly when I finally put his dick into my mouth. I sucked hard on his meat, watching him throw back his head in pleasure.
