It had been a long week. Exhausted, I was definitely ready for the weekend, what would surely be a weekend of firsts. After exploring the open market for what seemed like eternity, I finally found someone that I wanted to date. The only problem was, it wasn't what I'd expected.
Tony seemed smart, outgoing, and was what I would consider an attractive man. Standing at about 6'3", he was a lean, muscular man with dark features and a soft way about him. We met the way any couples seem to meet, while I was hanging out alone at the bar of a local restaurant. He approached me with a cool, confident demeanor, really catching me off guard, as I wasn't used to being talked to by men in that way. He calmly explained that he was just looking for someone to hang out with, and asked if I was doing anything on Friday night. I had no idea what this really meant, and had I known at the time, I would have probably turned him down and missed out on the best night of my life.
We had a nice dinner together and talked about various things. The meal seemed to fly by, and Tony insisted on paying for the meal, saying only that I could make it up to him later, and invited me back to his house for a drink. I accepted his offer, really thinking nothing of it; I figured he truly just wanted someone to spend time with. To our dismay, as we drove, it began to rain very hard. By the time we made it from his car and into his house, we were both soaked from head to toe. He led me through a hallway and into his bedroom, which had a bathroom attached. He offered to let me use a robe and put my clothes in the dryer for me. As I undressed, I was surprised to turn around and see him standing just feet away, fully nude and staring at me with a huge erection. Shocked, I stood frozen in place, not having a clue what to say or do.
After what seemed like an eternity, Tony broke the silence by asking me if I was ready to make up the cost of the meal to him yet. I stammered, not quite knowing how to answer the question. I had never been in the same room with a naked man before, and I was caught entirely off guard. He chuckled and sat down on his bed, explaining that he found me extremely attractive the moment he saw me. He motioned for me to sit beside him, and asked me if I had ever been with a man before. I admitted that I hadn't, nor had I ever thought about it before. As I sat down beside him, I was surprised to feel a tingle, and looked down only to realize that I was as hard as a rock, the only thing keeping me from being exposed being a small towel that I managed to grab from the rack. Tony told me to relax, slid around behind me and slowly started massaging my shoulders. Before I could stop him, his hands slid down and pulled the towel away, revealing my massive erection. My breath left my body as his left hand grasped my seven inch shaft and began to stroke it up and down, as I sat there, stunned at having another man playing with my cock.
As he continued to stroke my cock up and down, I could feel his other hand pulling me, guiding me back onto the bed. He reached down farther now, grabbing my balls and giving them a gentle tug. I watched as he eased himself around and climbed off the bed, getting on his knees beneath me. I felt him lift my sac up and then the warmth of his tongue as it slid from the very base of my balls, down and around the sac, up and running the length of my cock. Next I felt his hand guiding me into his warm, inviting mouth, again taking my breath away as he began to thrust my rod in and out of his mouth, slowly at first, but gaining speed. Just as I felt myself ready to explode with ecstasy, he pulled up and licked all around the head of my cock, teasing it just a little more. I looked down at him, silently begging him to take me to completion, but he only smiled, apparently enjoying the thought of leaving me so close to completion.