From the time I was young I had several "close calls" with gay sex, but was always afraid of being found out. I would always chicken out and regret it later. As I got older and the "close calls" became more infrequent I kind of put the gay fantasies behind me and started living an exclusively straight life. It wasn't until my first wife asked me if I'd be upset if she subscribed to Playgirl magazine that my gay side woke up and it woke up immediately. As I was telling her of course it was fine with me, all I could think about was I was going to have access to pictures of naked men.
Every time she left the house I'd grab her latest issue and head to the bathroom for a little man time.
As you can imagine my gay fantasies were back with a full head of steam. I promised myself that as soon as I got the chance I was going to have sex wit a man. I started doing crazy things like going to mens restrooms in various department stores and writing things on the walls of the stalls. Things like "masculine man in his early thirties wants to suck cock. Leave your phone number and a good time to call" A few guys left their numbers and I actually called them. Most of them came off like they were for real and I'd make plans to meet them somewhere, but again I'd chicken out. I didn't want my wife to find out somehow. Again I was suck with just my fantasies.
About ten years into our marriage I caught my wife cheating for the third time, so I finally left her.
I was so eager to finally experience gay sex I purposely rented an apartment in the gay section of a neighboring city.
I knew I was to chicken to hit on another man myself so I had to put myself in a situation were a man would hit on me.
As it turned out there was a park right across the street from my place that was a favorite cruzing spot for the local guys. One night as I sat in my little apartment I was especially horny and could not stop thinking about being picked up on and what I would do if it did happen. At 11:00 p.m. I walked across the street and entered the park. I walked to a picnic table about 30 yards of the street and sat down. I was full of anticipation and very nervous. I thought I would give myself about five minutes and if nothing happened I'd just go home. I hadn't sat down more than about 30 seconds and a burly voice from nowhere said "you like head"?? I turned around and standing next to me was a guy about my height and maybe about 15 pounds heavier, but nice looking. Without skipping a beat I answered "yeah". He then asked "giving or getting". I hadn't really thought about it before, but I immediately said "giving".
With that he started to pull his cock out. It wasn't all that impressive but I took hold of it and started stroking it. I was surprised and pleased at how hard and large it was getting. He began to pull my head toward his cock to suck it, but I told him not here and that we should go to my place just across the street. As we walked out of the park I suddenly realized that I wasn't the least bit nervous just excited. Just before we got to my front door he asked me if I had ever done this before. I told him no, but I was really looking forward to it.
We entered my apartment and as I turned toward him he grabbed me and began kissing me. It really surprised me because in all the gay fantasies I had, kissing was never part of it. He held me tight and I found myself enjoying it. He slipped his tongue inside my mouth and my nipples and dick instantly reacted. I found myself kissing back and with a bit of passion. I thought this is really weird but really very nice. I was actually enjoying being in the arms of a man.
I wondered if this is what a woman feels like in the arms of an aggressive man.
I could have kept kissing and being held by him for a lot longer, but he wanted his dick sucked. He pushed me to my knees and pulled out his now fully erect cock. He looked down at me and said "you told me you were looking forward to this. Don't disappoint me". That was the last thing I wanted to do was disappoint him. A very submissive side of me suddenly reveled itself. I looked up at him and said "oh I'm confident you'll tell me exactly what to do. At least I hope you will baby"
Because it was going to be the very first time I had a cock in my mouth I wanted to relish the experience. I put the head of his cock on my lips and let it stay there for a few seconds just to to let myself think about what I was doing.
I loved the idea of what I was getting ready to do and knew there was no turning back now. This is what I wanted and always wanted. With that I let my lips slowly wrap around his beautiful cock and slid my mouth down the entire length of his shaft. I choked for a second but I had read in a gay magazine about letting your moth and throat relax. So I held his cock in my mouth as far as it would go until I felt my throat relax and open to accept the head of his stiff dick. Once I started riding his cock with my mouth he took over and held my head while he fucked my mouth like a man on a mission. It wasn't long before mission accomplished. He started shooting hot thick cum until my mouth was so full it just ran down my chin and puddled on the floor.
He no sooner caught his breath and he was zipping up and getting ready to leave. He pulled me up off my knees and looked me in the face and said "if that was your first time sucking cock you are not going to be hurting for company. I know a lot of guys that have been sucking cock a long time and don't do it with the enthusiasm you do"
I said "well thank you. I'm happy you weren't disappointed". He opened the door and I asked him what about me getting what I want. He just smiled and told me I had gotten what I wanted. He was right, I got exactly what I wanted.