I was about 23 and only out of college a couple of years. I was working for a hotel and restaurant supply company spending half of my time at the home office in Boston and the rest on the road.
I had grown up in a small town in central Maine and going to school in Cambridge Mass was a real eye opener on many levels. The most exciting was my exposure to sex and drugs. Women were more comfortable with their sexuality in the city and there were drugs of all kinds easily found. I had a few experiences with pot and sex at home but things moved much faster in the Boston area.
People of both sexes were more open about their sexuality and I was meeting openly gay, lesbian and bisexual people. If I had previously met anyone that wasn't straight I did not know it living in Maine.
School was a continuous party occasionally interrupted by cram sessions before mids and finals. Somehow I got through with a good enough GPA and letters of recommendations from some helpful professors to land a nice entry level job in the Hotel Management industry. It was interesting and mixed with the travel I was living well.
When my boss approached me about an upcoming trip to Provincetown a couple of the guys snickered and made jokes that I really didn't understand and when I asked them what was so funny they just said if I dropped my wallet in a bar to kick it back to Boston before I picked it up.
I drove to Ptown enjoying the Spring weather and found where I was to stay and started sales calls.
I met a lot of nice people but was starting to think there were a lot of flamboyant ones around.
At the end of the day I found myself dying for a cold one and sought out a bar.
It was easily found as there were so many around. I stepped to the bar and ordered a cold one and taking the first sip looked around to see what the female partons looked like. There was quite a mix of the local population. I had found myself in a gay bar or one that supported a very colorful group.
I really didn't care and quickly finished my beer and asked for another. The bar tender seemed surprised to see me stay for another drink. Settling in and looking around more closely I made eye contact with quite a few men and women, all seemed friendly. I felt someone come up beside me and I turned to find a good looking guy about a few years older than me standing there smiling.
He said: "You look a little lost, here on business or pleasure?" The word pleasure seemed to slide off his tongue with some implied reference.
"I'm here for a few days on business. Are you a local yourself?" I asked.
He was dressed much as I was suit and tie loosened after the day's work.
He said that he was also on a sales trip for a wholesale food seller. We talked about the places we had visited during the day and found we must have missed each other on more than one occasion during the day.
As the evening moved on he and I were pushed closer together as the bar filled up and things were getting pretty wild. He was drinking rum and cokes and we were throwing them down pretty good when he leaned close to speak to me and coolly placed his hand on the top of my thigh. The side of one of his fingers came into contact with my cock. I was shocked but excited beyond my imagination. I had been having some interesting fantasies about opening up my sexuality and here I was a long way from home with another man's finger touching my cock. I guess that is why I didn't move as he touched me.
My cock was rapidly getting hard when he asked: "Is this new for you? Do you want to do this?"
When I paused before answering he moved his hand to cup my cock and balls squeezing them. I was getting too hard to deny anything else and said to him: "This is new for me but I am not opposed to the idea of trying something new."
"Well let's get out of here before you change your mind. I am dying to see this thing I am holding here." He said stroking my now full hard on. I was a little afraid to have to walk out of the bar with the front of my pants tented out but there was so much groping and kissing going on around us that hardly anyone noticed. Hardly anyone except the guy at the door and he must have been watching it all and was smiling as we stumbled out the door.
The guy at the door said: "Don't do anything I wouldn't do, but I'll do anything!" I got the feeling he was looking for an invite to join us.
My new friends name was James and he asked how close I was staying. I told him across town and he said: "Too far, I am just up the street. Lets' go to my place."
We stumbled down the street with his arm over my shoulder and mine around his waist. It was Friday night and the streets were wild enough that we went un-noticed.
We were at his place and made it too his room and fell through the door as he unlocked it. Once inside he pushed me up against the door and opened my fly to push his hand inside grabbing my now soft prick as he pulled my face to his and kissed me on the mouth surprising me. He must have known he was moving way too fast for a newbie like myself and breaking the kiss said: "Sorry dude, you have me so hot; I forgot this was your first time. It is your first time with another guy isn't it?"
I told him: "You will be my first."
Pushing he said: "First what, say it out loud, I want to hear you say it!"
With my cock rapidly getting hard I reached between his legs to cup his junk to find he was very hard and big. Very big. I am a good seven inches but he had me by inches and his cock felt like stone, a burning hot shaft of stone. I squeezed him and stroked him like he had done to me in the bar. I reached under his cock to grip his balls and it was like grabbing a couple of plums. They were as hard as his cock and as I held them said: "Yours will be the first cock I suck and I want to suck it until you empty your nuts down my throat. And I bet once will not be enough if this is as much fun as I think it will be."
By now he had my stiff cock and balls out of my pants and was stroking me as I was fondling him.
"Let's do this right; I could do with a shower how about you?" He asked me, slowing down our mad groping.
