If I did it now I'd break my neck but when I was young I could lie back and lift up my legs, up over my head and get my stiff cock into my mouth. I would suck on the head and use my tongue. One day I thought I could go all the way. I had some idea I could hold the jizz in my mouth and spit it out. When it shot down my throat I swallowed automatically.

I was pleased it all felt so good and natural. When I was working I walked past a turkish bath every day. Finally I went in, a small place, with a steam room and massage. They had real massage, done by a man, who really twisted your limbs around in a macho way, until it hurt.

But I also noticed a lot of eye contact between naked men, exactly what I had secretly hoped for.

In the steam room I sat with a towel around me. It was dark and warm. A guy came in, 40 something, nice body, completely naked and strolled about a bit giving me looks. When he sat down near me his cock had grown and he stroked it.

So I said I could suck it, and he agreed to let me. It was my first. I did it like I'd sucked myself, only the head and licking. It took a while before he blew, but he did, holding my head and groaning, shooting it all into my mouth, which I had been waiting for.

You don't do these things unless you want to, and I'd really been waiting for this moment, I was rock hard and horny. But he wanted to fuck me and I said no for I felt it was a step too far too fast.

Another guy had come in and had been watching us. When my first left I said I'd suck him too, but he shook his head. However he had a small thin hard on which his hands couldn't hide.

I was a bit confused and inexperienced so I sat there wondering what to do next. Then he came forward without a word and I reached out and guided his cock in.

He was more of a lover, not only touching my body and kissing me on the lips, but going down to suck me too. There was lube in small plastic sachets and he ripped them open and put the gel on his cock. He never asked to fuck me, we just assumed it was all part of the natural progression of things.

By this time the sweat was pouring off me, and his cock sliding in me was painful. I thought this was horrible but couldn't refuse him . It wasn't a long fuck. I did settle in a bit and tried to enjoy the feel of it. It was worse than a macho massage.

But he blew and we relaxed afterwards.

And that's how it all started. Its a memory I wanted to share.