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My First Coc.

My First Coc.

by Bilbob500
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This is my first offering - a really amazing experience and the first time I realised that I loved cock and satisfying men.

I came from a backwater closed minded little town in the arsend of nowhere. I had always liked guys and girls, although being from a town like that my denial ran strong! However often when I was "alone and using my imagination"... (you know what I mean!), I'd think about a strong guy pushing his cock into my mouth and making me service his needs or bending me over and entering my virgin rosebud....

Anyway -- at the age of 18 I left home to go to university in Manchester, a great place, and unknown to me at the time, due to my small-town ignorance, had a thriving gay scene.

In my first week lectures were very straight forward -- mostly doing admin stuff, there was a ton of partying every night to really make sure we burned our student loans... On the fourth day, I was struggling with a hangover, and having just heard of "the hair if the dog", decided to give it a go. I walked to a nearby pub at lunchtime, ordered a pint and sat at the bar.

As I was trying to overcome the hungover repulsion to alcohol, a guy walks in -- looking immaculate, well-groomed with a great body and tight leather trousers -- which left very little to the imagination. I felt like my eyes bulged out of my head as I watched him walk in. He came to the bar beside me and ordered a drink. He was clearly a regular here by the familiar and flirtatious way he spoke to the barman.

"This guy must be gay," I thought to myself -- a fairly reasonable conclusion given the trousers and the flirting with the barman. This being the 90's, and me being from a small backwards town I really didn't know what to do. He was "one of them" one of the million and one names called out in my school playground, but ultimately a man loving gay. As much as I was freaked out by this, I could also feel the arousal in me stirring.... This guy had felt stubble rubbing against his face as he kissed a guy, had felt smooth cock passing through his lips and into his mouth... It was overwhelming.... Terrifyingly hot!

He turned to me and started a conversation, "Gorgeous little bar isn't it?"

"Yes," I managed in a monosyllabic croak, my throat dry with excitement and fear. "it's er got a great location," I added, trying make my one-word answer seem less ignorant.

"It certainly is a great location, plenty of eye candy," he replied with a wink. This little flirtation triggered all the things, the ingrained homophobia and the sheer arousal waging war inside me. My rapidly hardening cock, and my hunger for his....

"So where you from?" He asked casually, my accent and complete greenness having made it abundantly clear I wasn't local....

"Scotland -- this tiny, 'not even on the map' town near inverness," I replied.

"Bet the gay scene is booming there," he chuckled sarcastically.

"Oh, I'm not gay," I said hastily. My eyes betraying me, sliding across that bulge. My own cock straining against my jeans.

"Well that's a tragedy," he said, with another flirty wink. "So you a student then?"

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"yeah," I answered, "Engineering, just starting my first year. How about yourself?"

"I run a bar around the corner, So I come in here for a little quiet time, where nobody can badger me over every little issue." He answered, "You know if you're a broke student, we're taking on bar staff for the new term, interviews are tomorrow -- I can add you to the list if you'd like."

"Yes please," I said, eagerly. Getting a job was on my list of things to do, so potentially this could be Ideal. My naivety stopping me from even considering the weirdness of the boss trying to get in my pants, or my half-buried desire for him to get in my pants"

He said his name was Gary he was 44 over more than twice my age which just made me more excited. He told me more about the job and gave me his number. I stood there putting it into my Nokia brick, while doing my best to keep my eyes off of that beautiful bulge, alongside trying to keep my raging hardon concealed...... I suspect he had noticed it. I excused myself and went to the toilet.

As I was stood at the urinal, hoping my cock would deflate enough so that I could pee, the door opened, it was Gary. I quickly shook myself off -- pretending I had finished so I could escape without him seeing my raging boner, which had just gotten harder as he came in. "hey cutie" he said in a flirty manner.

"Hi. Fancy seeing you here," I replied in an over the top comedy voice. Trying, and failing, to flirt back.

He humoured me with a little laugh and kept walking towards the urinal, as I went to wash my hands. He appeared behind me in the mirror. "So, have you ever been with a man?"

"I er... what? No!" I replied, caught completely off guard. The small town mentality fighting it's way to the surface. My cheeks flushing.

'"oooh, a virgin?" he asked maintaining the flirty tone. "I think you would like to," he said moving in behind me and putting his hands around my waste.

I froze in sheer panic, I could feel his heat behind me, those strong hands gently holding my midriff. I could feel his warm breath on my neck as he moved in to kiss it. His lips felt so wrong... so amazing. I was really struggling with the war between my small town upbring and my desires....

"This dirty homo needed to get his hands off me. He needed to put me on my knees and use my mouth like a filthy slut. The situation was wrong and unnatural, I wanted to feel his cock. I'm not batty boy, please bend me over and sink yourself deep in my virgin rosebud," my internal monologue continued arguing with itself.

His hardening bulge pushed against me and the internal battle ended instantly. All the taboo and prohibition in my mind was blown away by that glorious member. I tried grinding my ass against him, letting him know that I wanted him. The nerves and excitement made it a fairly clumsy manoeuvre, but he understood. He twisted my hips so I turned to face him and kissed me passionately, his tongue pushing into my mouth and caressing mine.

Fireworks exploded all around me, at this point I'd have done anything he wanted. His hands roamed my body, across my chest, down my side and onto my ass. He pulled me into a cubicle, the kissing and groping continued. I wanted, no I needed his cock, needed to feel it filling my mouth and battering my throat. Desperate to feel cum filling my mouth or covering my face. And I wanted to feel him penetrating my little asshole, stretching me for his pleasure, have him filling my hole. I wanted to feel his rock hard manhood deep inside pumping me full of jizz, I wanted everything. But most of all I wanted to be his little whore. He Kissed my neck, his stubble grazing me. As he continued grinding his cock against me, I thought I might just explode. The precum leaking all over my underwea.

"Oh my god I want you to fuck me," I said, completely lost in the moment -- no thought about the practicality of my request. No consideration of my virgin ass and no lube, if I could even take his chunky cock if there was lube, If the stranger I'd know for all of half an hour would be gentle or just smash it in, and keep going if I was in agony, If someone walked into the bathroom and caught us...

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"Not here," he said -- "not for your first time" he started undoing my trousers, but I dropped to my knees. I wanted to feel his smooth cock in my mouth and taste his precum I rubbed my hand over his bulge, barely able to catch my breath, and start trying to remove his trousers. The tight leather, my inexperience and sheer excitement made this impossible. 'let me' he whispered as I looked up at his blue whirlpool eyes, on my knees like his little sex toy. He stretched his torso up to undo the clasp, "there you go," he said removing his hands. I pulled them down slowly, revealing my first ever cock.... It was beautiful. His uncut head pushing through his foreskin, a lovely thick 7 inches, with a large vein down the side and a little upward curve along the shaft. I wrapped my fingers around it -- it felt amazing - thick and rock hard, I started to pump it gently,. It felt alien to have another man's cock in my hand, and in a different place than my own.... It felt amazing.

At this point reality poked it's ugly little head in.... "Am I about to suck off a guy? Am I about to suck off a guy twice my age? Am I about to suck off a guy twice my age in a public toilet?" I caught a whiff of his musk, mixed with after shave, it made my cock twitch I my pants, and a bead of precum appeared on the tip of his cock. I tentatively put my tongue to his tip and tasted his juice.... "yes, yes I am, I'm a cock loving little whore and I love it," I thought and took him eagerly into my throat.

A little too eagerly - given my lack of experience this wasn't the smartest move. I instantly hit my gag reflex and started gagging and choking on his magnificent meat. "Take it easy." he chuckled, looking down at me with this intoxicating blue eyes. I returned to stroking his cock, as I explored his balls with my lips, kissing and nibbling my way along his shaft. I took him in my mouth again -- this time slowly, savouring the feeling of his swollen head on my tongue, the salty taste and smooth texture of his precum. He groaned with pleasure which turned me on even more. I started to develop a rhythm, his groans becoming more regular making my head bob more enthusiastically. Once again, he touched my gag reflex -- I gagged and choked but kept pumping his manhood with my mouth.

His groans were becoming more intense, and he was pushing his cock in time with my head, as it started twitching in my mouth. I was so turned on that hadn't really considered what comes next. "AAAhhhhh," he moaned pushing his cock further and catching my gag reflex again. I suddenly felt liquid in my mouth -- and panicked. I was so surprised that I couldn't swallow at first. Choking, the cum filling my mouth and his member still thrusting into my mouth. His jizz spilled out, down my chin and onto my shirt. I regained control of myself and started swallowing his warm load down my neck. I could feel him starting to soften as he withdrew from my mouth. I teased out the last drop of cum, took it on my finger and rubbed it around my lips -- I looked up into those eyes, cum all over my chin and said 'thank you'.

'No, thank you' he responded. 'I'd like to return the favour' he added.

I was there looking up at him on my knees in a public bathroom, face and shirt covered with cum, like a filthy slut. A dirty little bum-boy fucktoy, to be used and dismissed... and I loved it. "It's okay" I replied, "I loved that, kinda' liked being your bitch too" I blurted out. He looked at me with a grin his face and started pulling up his trousers. "Oh geez, I'm late for my lecture," I said hurrying over to the sink and cleaning my face, doing what I could for my shirt too.

"Sorry, gotta run" I said, taking the time to kiss him one last time.

"Interview's 10am tomorrow" he added

"Surely that got me the job" I joked, bashfully.

"See you there handsome" he added as I headed out the door.

"That was amazing, thank you for my first cock, and mouthful, see you" I blushed.

I went to the bar and grabbed my jacket, "see you again," the barman said, with a knowing smile and a wink. I blushed, completely mortified - I'd just blown a guy in his pub, and he clearly knew....

I headed out past the rainbow flags in the window (still blissfully unaware what they meant) and headed to the university. I skuttled into my lecture, trying not to disrupt with my lateness, although a part of me wanted to shout, "sorry I'm late, I was distracted by the gorgeous cack pounding my throat!".

I sat down with some people I'd ben speaking to previously. Sitting there with all the "good people", listening intently to the lecturer, the wet patch still on my shirt, underwear still covered I precum. The taste of him lingering in my mouth and the pain from my lips where they were rubbing against my teeth, keeping them off his cock. Sat there with all the normal people doing their normal life activities. Completely unaware that this filthy little bent whore had just satisfied a guy twice his age.... And was desperate for more....

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