This is the story of how I sucked my first cock.
It was 7pm, just beginning to get dark, I knelt down and pulled the knot on my laces tight. Standing up I looked left then right before starting my evening jog.
I kept up a leisurely pace towards the park where I liked to jog each evening. These days it's the only thing that keeps me in shape.
Let me tell you about me quickly. I am 20 years old, athletic/stocky and a student. Until two weeks ago I would have said I was an alpha male straight lad who loved fucking women and was not gay at all! Between drinking, studying and working I don't have much time left for exercising, so these evening jogs had become a welcome routine and somewhat relaxing.
So as I jogged along the path I thought I saw someone walking the opposite direction as me on the opposite side of the park, its not unusual to see people in the park at this time so I thought nothing of it, and besides I lost sight of them as I rounded a tree.
Deciding to finish my jog with a sprint I looked toward the public toilet 200m away and set off at a furious pace.
Panting and out of breath I reached the toilets, deciding to take a leak and fill my water bottle to quench my thirst.
The toilet was pretty dark inside, the light flickering, obviously nobody bothered replacing it. To my surprise I was not alone, there was a rather large older man using one of the two urinals.
Looking up he spoke "Evening boy, been running have you?"
I nervously stepped up next to him, unzipping as I replied, trying to keep my eyes on the wall in front of me. "Yeah it's so warm outside tonight!"
"I'll bet you're thirsty boy"
I looked over unsure what he meant, his tone different, more harsh.
"Yeah I-"
I broke off, my eyes had flicked down to his hands, which were shaking off the last few drops of piss from his cock. More than that, he was stroking it. And what a cock it was. It must have been 8 inches, and thick with an angry dark red head.
I was lost for words and forgot completely about my need to piss, stood still with my dick in my hands.
"I'll bet your thirsty boy, I've got something for you to drink from" his tone definitely had some steel in it.
"You little faggot, you've been staring at my cock and you're getting hard!"
I snapped out of my daze, eyes flicking between my hardening dick, 5 inches when fully erect, and his manly cock.
"I'm not gay!" I replied hastily.
"Like fuck you aren't! Your mouth is watering at the sight of a real mans cock!" He reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling it towards his thick cock.
I could have resisted but I didn't, allowing myself to be led by him. My fingers wrapped around him as best they could naturally. He felt warm and heavy.
"I knew you were a fag" he stated, "get on your fucking knees".
There I was holding a cock in my hand, a cock that for the first time in my life, wasn't my own. A cock to someone who looked more than twice my age, and I was rock solid.