It had been a year since I had my first gay experience. I'd fought the urges all my life and in my forties, I finally took the dive. Since the first time, I'd had a number of experiences, some worth writing about, others just run of the mill. I had decided that it was no longer just putting my foot in the water and I needed to be smart about how I proceeded.
I found an online service to provide PrEP, did the required testing and proceeded to get medicated to ensure I did not compromise my health, but also because I wanted to freedom to play with all comers. I found that requiring a partner to use protection would sometimes limit me, and I wanted to open up the game.
Work travel and when my wife was out of town always provided the best opportunities. It was September and I had a week of travel for work planned in central Canada. In the weeks leading up to the trip, I could feel the anticipation building. It's always exciting to know that something is on the horizon, but you can never tell what it will be. This would be the first travel since I got on PrEP and I was ready to open things up.
I arrived in Regina on Sunday afternoon and was ready to hit the ground running. After checking into my hotel, I convinced myself I would find someone that night and cracked open my laptop to load Sniffies. I updated my profile to include my PrEP status and employed my most successful strategy. Just tell everyone all of the raunchy things you want and will do.
"Bareback or protected, I don't care. Hosting in my hotel room. I want to worship your cock. Love back and forth from my ass to my mouth, finish wherever you like. My ass, my mouth and my throat belong to you, use them at will. Hung to the front of the line."
After updating my profile, I got to work cleaning up for some fun. A quick shower and thorough douching and then back to the computer. Two messages...hard to imagine it working out with what the usual success rate is. Regina is clearly not a happening town for this action, but I decided to remain optimistic that it meant that a smaller pool may lead to a higher success rate.
First message was one of those. "Hey"....and the profile was anonymous so no pictures.
I respond, "Hey, looking for some fun?"
Second message...same damn thing. I give him the same response.
A couple of minutes pass with no response. A third message pops in...SAME DAMN THING! So, I give the same response.
This time there was a response...
"I'm looking to get drained. Lots of build up."
"Can you send me some pics so I know who and what I'd be playing with?"
A couple minutes go by and he replies with pics. Some solid body pics with cock. He's got a little extra weight, but so do I. He's also definitely got a little extra weight down there. His cock was moderately thick, but was long. One of the pictures was his hand wrapped around his hard cock. Either he had really small hands or he had 5 inches of cock sticking out of his hand when holding the base. It damn near made my prostate tingle....I had to try to reel this one in.
"Wow. Really hot pictures and I'm sure I can relieve that pressure for you. Are you serious about playing?" I asked.
"I intend to drain this one way or another tonight, if you can help that's certainly better than a solo act. Can I come to you?"
I share with him that I'm at the DoubleTree, but would have to meet him in the lobby because you need a key card to take the elevator. He told me his name was Ben so that I could identify him. I told him I would meet him at the bench just inside the automatic door and asked when he could be there. He told me 15 minutes...and it was on.
I arranged the room just right. Lube on the nightstand and a couple of toys I brought next to them, a prostate vibrator and a girthy dildo. I put a plug in my ass and then put my clothes on.
I wandered down to the lobby with butterflies in my stomach. As I walked through the lobby I realized someone was already on the bench where I was going to meet him.
"Are you Ben?" I asked trying to sound inquisitive.
"I am. Are you okay going upstairs?"
I took a quick look at him. Clean appearance, short dark hair. A little extra weight, but, honestly, less than I have. Overall, pretty attractive.
"Absolutely, let's go upstairs if you are still into it."
We head up to my room and enjoy some awkward small talk on the elevator. The awkwardness of the situation is thick and I can feel it in my chest and shoulders. The sooner I can get him naked the sooner the strangeness will let up.
We get into my room and he suggests that I go ahead and strip...he wants me to undress him after I'm bare.
I quickly undress with Ben watching me. I'm feeling shy...even though I know why we're both here. Once I'm in the buff, he approaches me and reaches around my waist and leans in to kiss me. It's never been a huge turnon for me to kiss a guy, but I know it's a prelude to what I'm after.
I accept the kiss and open my mouth as I feel his tongue gently slide into my mouth. He has a couple of days of growth on his face and I can feel his whiskers on my lips. He keeps kissing my and I feel his hand move around to my ass and he takes a firm grip. His kissing intensifies and I can feel my cock start to move. I'm feeling my juices flowing. While he continues to kiss me and squeeze my ass, I begin unbuttoning his shirt. His chest is smooth and feels much firmer than I expected.
I get to the last button and break the kiss to pull his shirt off of him. I begin kissing his neck and descend my kiss downward over his chest. When I get to his stomach, I grab his belt and pull it to unbuckle. His hand is the side of my face, while I work to unbutton his jeans. I ask him to kick his shoes off, which he does quickly as they do not have laces.
I then pull down his pants and he steps out of them. He's wearing red bikini brief underwear. He has a bit of a pooch belly that pushes out from the waist line of his underwear and I can now clearly see the bulge his large equipment is pushing onto his underwear. He's semi hard and I can see the indention where the head of his cock is pressed against the fabric.
On my knees now, I lean forward and pull his briefs down. A long cock, with moderate girth, is now right before my face. The head of his cock is much pinker than mine and I can see that is growing right in front of me. I reach out and grab the base of his cock and give it a couple of strokes. It's still not fully hard, but is reacting quickly to my touch.
Leaning forward, I lick the tip while I continue to stroke the base. A few licks and strokes and it is now rock hard. I continue stroking and pull back to get a look at it. It has to be 9 or 10 inches long, longer than I ever had. Now fully hard, the girth appears to only be slightly more than my own cock. I've had a couple of big cocks before, but nothing this long...just girthy. I'm instantly excited about the experience this will be.
I lean forward and take the head of his cock in my mouth and I'm rewarded with moan. I flicker my tongue on the bottom of his glans as I move his head in and out of my mouth. Surprisingly, I get a hint of the tasted of cum. I back off of his cock and continue to stroke it, noticing that a bead of cum is starts to form at the tip of his cock.
"I produce a lot of pre-cum, I hope that's not a problem," Ben states.
"Problem, hell no. I consider that a plus, I reply," I quickly responded.