Below is the story of how I came to have my first sexual experience with another man. It does not contain descriptions of excessive romance, bondage, incest, or random encounters. Instead, it is an honest and heartfelt narrative of how, and more importantly why, I decided to do exactly what I did.
I was in my mid-twenties and finding myself extremely horny most of the time. I was tall and fairly lean, but unfortunately I was very average looking. My biggest problem however was that I had no "game". I was never going to be able to meet a random girl and talk her into bed. I had had a handful of relationships with women that turned sexual, but they were months and months apart. Hardly enough sex to keep me even close to what I would consider satisfied.
My favorite thing to fantasize about had always been having my cock sucked. One day while masturbating, I had a completely random thought run through my head. "If I were gay, it would be much easier to have sex. I could get a blowjob any time I wanted." I know this now to be untrue, but at the time it seemed reasonable. Before then, I had never thought of having sex with another guy. I did not consider other men as being attractive or desirable. I had zero interest in kissing or fondling another guy, and I did not want to have anal play any kind of -- either giving or receiving. It certainly wasn't that I found homosexuality "icky" or "wrong". The truth was that I had always been a strong supporter of gay rights. It had never crossed my mind that I would ever want to try anything sexual with another man.
Whenever I played with myself, I always created an imaginary person to share my fantasy -- I never think of a real person or someone I know. So the next time I masturbated, I imagined it was a guy on my cock instead of a girl. But thinking of a random guy blowing me really didn't do anything more than a girl did. I was no more or less turned on. One day however, the fantasy turned to me doing the sucking. Bam! I got turned on in a completely different way and my dick got rock hard. That was what it took to get me to the next level.
For the next several months, I tweaked my fantasies until I found that one that got me most excited. A random guy would show up at my apartment. Absolutely no words were to be exchanged. He would stand in the living room and drop his pants. I would get down on my knees and start sucking his cock. Since it was to be my first (and maybe only) time, I wanted to try it all. I would lick his balls, kiss his tip, and try to deep throat as much of him as possible. When he came, I wanted it all over my face. As soon as the last stream of sperm hit my face, I would lick the excess cum off the tip of his cock. He would get dressed, turn around and leave, and I'd never see or hear from him again.
