If you told me a couple of years ago that I'd one day be having sex with a man, I would have laughed in your face. I'm straight. I've always been straight. I was married for eight years and have always loved dating women. I love women, the way they look, the way they smell and the way that they feel. I love to eat pussy and always will. Lately, I've been fantasizing about being with a man. Not dating one per se but experimenting with one. The need to suck another man's cock has pretty much consumed my thoughts for weeks. I finally decided to do something about it.
I had been using a dating site to find women and one day instead of man seeking woman I clicked on man seeking man. I don't find men all that attractive so I really had no idea who I was looking for. Most of them were older or too gay looking so I just browsed around for a while, got bored and shut off my computer. A little later that day I got an email from the dating site saying that I had a personal message from someone. I logged on and saw that a guy had responded to my personal ad. His name was Jeff, he was a little older than me and attractive, I guess. I sent him a message back saying that I wasn't really sure I wanted to hang out with a dude and that I was sorry for misrepresenting myself. He replied and said no problem, if I change my mind to drop him a line.
A couple of days went by and I couldn't stop thinking about it. When I got home from work I sent Jeff a message that I'd like to meet for coffee. He agreed and we made plans to meet the next day. The entire day I had butterflies in my stomach. I really wasn't sure if I could go through with it but then I decided it was just coffee and that I wasn't obligated to do anything else.
We met at a chill little coffee shop in a pretty hip part of town. He looked just like his picture, dark hair, blue eyes, a little taller than me and in great shape. We ordered our coffee and sat down. I was so nervous I spilled my coffee three times. Jeff laughed and totally put me at ease.
"Have you ever been with a guy before?" Jeff asked
"I haven't and I'll be honest with you I'm not totally sure that I want to be."
"Why did you want to meet me for coffee?"
"I'm just confused I guess. I've always been a ladies man but lately I can't stop thinking about..." I blushed and looked away.
"Thinking about what?" Jeff asked.
"About... giving a blowjob." My dick was starting to throb in my jeans just saying it for the first time.
"I totally understand. I've only been with two guys before myself. I like the ladies just as much."
"Really?"
"What do you mean?" he sounded offended.
"No it's not that. I mean you don't look gay or anything. I just thought you were more experienced than me."
"Listen, this is no place to be having this kind of conversation. Why don't we go back to my place, I live right around the corner."
"Wow," I said, "That's usually the line I use when I'm trying to get into a girl's pants."
"We don't have to do anything you don't want to do. I promise."
I thought about it for a second and said, "What the hell. Let's go."
We left the coffee shop and walked to his apartment building.
His apartment was amazing. The living room was huge with a beautiful sofa and a view of the whole city. He walked into the gourmet kitchen and opened the refrigerator.
"Make yourself comfortable. Do you want a beer or some wine?" he asked.
"Have anything stronger?" I asked as I sat on the sofa.
"Like what?"
"Tequila."
Jeff returned with a bottle of tequila and two glasses. He sat down next to me, poured tequila in the glasses and handed me one. I drank it down in one gulp. It burned like hell going down but had an almost immediate effect. I leaned back and relaxed into the soft cushions of the sofa. Jeff put his hand on my thigh.
"I guess you really needed that."
I looked at his hand on my thigh. "Yeah. I've been a nervous wreck all day."
"Are you still nervous?" his hand started to caress my thigh.
"A little."
He took his hand away from my leg and poured some more tequila. It went down much easier this time and I sighed after drinking it down. I was feeling a little lightheaded and becoming less inhibited, so I put my hand on Jeff's thigh. He moved a little closer to me and leaned back into the sofa putting his hand back on my leg. He moved his hand up and down my leg and was coming very close to touching my rock hard dick. His hand finally found my cock and he started to rub it through my jeans sending electric shocks through my body. I started moving my hand up and down his thigh finally seeking out his erect cock. I rubbed his dick just like he was rubbing mine. Jeff leaned in to kiss me.
"Woah." I said "What are you doing?"
"I was going to kiss you."
"I don't know man." I said.
"Just try it." He leaned in again and this time I didn't stop him. His stubble scratched my face a little as his lips touched mine. He gently eased his tongue into my mouth and soon we were making out each of us rubbing the other's cock through our pants. Jeff moved his hands from my lap and started to undo his pants never breaking our kiss. I opened my eyes and looked down as he pulled his beautiful cock from his pants. It was about seven inches long and very thick. Big veins bulged from its sides and the head was purple and angry. He leaned in to kiss me again and put my hand on his cock. It leapt at my touch and seemed to grow harder and bigger in my hand. I stroked it gently, feeling its warmth. Jeff moved his hands to my lap again. He rubbed my cock through my jeans and then started to open my zipper. Suddenly, I realized what I was doing. I was kissing another man and stroking his cock. I stopped, my head swimming.
"Wait a minute. This is all happening very fast. I'm sorry but I can't..."
"What's the problem?" Jeff asked. "Aren't you enjoying it?"
"I am enjoying it. A little too much I think. I just think we should slow things down a bit."
Jeff sighed heavily.
"I'm sorry. Really. I think I should leave." I said.
"Hey. You don't have to leave. It's okay. We'll go slow."
"Are you sure? You're not upset are you?" I asked.
