I'm still not 100% on why it happened but it did! I remember it all despite the booze and still cant get it out of my mind.

I went to the local Oxford pride UK as it was intended for all; straight, gay, bi whatever...

There were families enjoying the open air concert and food, stalls, outdoor drinks etc...


I just thought it would be a laugh, never intended to do anything with anyone in any shape or gender.


Several shots, a couple of pints and a cider later and I'm being touchy flirty, then my old co-worker appeared hadnt seen him since we worked in a local supermarket when we were early 20's, he is slightly older and if im honest quite fit.


He bought us some more shots and asked what I was doing here as he said to his knowledge I was never into men.


I told him I came here for a laugh and just to enjoy the day, he kept pointing out that I was at a gay pride event and why did I come if I wasnt here for the men.


I think it was a lot of the alcohol speaking but I told him I never been with a bloke but it must be fun if so many others do it.


He chuckled and by the next shot he had his left arm around my waist and started to stroke my side, telling me its worth a chance and to come home with him., he dared me to try it out saying how I was always up for a dare at work and never back down.

His right hand now on my knee as he started to slide it up my leg, I gulped and swallowed as he kept his fingers just outside the edge of my shorts.

"Come on, come back with me" he whispered and I'm still not sure why I agreed but I did, within minutes he had us in a taxi and on his way to his.

He put his hand down the back of my shorts whilst we sat in the back and I really had to stop fidgeting so the driver wouldnt work out that his fingers were stroking my hole.

10 agonizing minutes later we were in his house and I was being pulled to the bathroom, he got me quickly undressed and in the shower; I was so nervous as he stepped in behind me and wrapped his arms around me, his cock pressing into my arse as he began to slowly stroke my chest and kiss my neck.

After a minute or so he spun me round and kissed me hard on the lips, as our cocks slappped together; a heavy moan in his mouth had me opening mine as his tongue shot in and started to duel mine into submission.

TO be honest he was enjoying it more than I was, I was used to being the male as it were and he was treating me as the woman, he led the dance and I followed his every step.

It was clear in how he acted that I was not the first he had done this to, I felt skilled hands on my arse as he squirted shower gel quite heavily on to my cheeks and then it happenned a hand rubbing the gel onto my hole, a finger slowly working the shower gel in as he made stand still against the wall; the water slowly washed the soup away but his finger didnt let up, it worked the shower gel deeper as he cleaned my hole.

I was enjoying the attention when he said to brace myself and I felt the tip of the shower pipe being pressed against my opening, the water quiclky filling me up. He tolf me to hold it in and dont let it out, the pressure I felt was weird, it was like being pushed apart then rapidly filled.

He made sit on the toilet and pass the water out, saying it would clean me real good; my first douching.

This went on for several times as he waited until all I passed was near clear water; each time I felt it easier, the stretching hurt but relaxed after a while, by the forth time the hoze easily slipped in to the hole and by the sixth he said I was fine.

I stupidly asked why it was only me and he said only bottoms need this, as he was a top. I realised by that point only I was getting fucked; I thought that if I did fuck a guy then i'd be the one doing the fucking.

It was clear what he intended as he got me to dry off as he grabbed something from the bathroom cabinet and too me to his bed.

looking back I realised that he never asked me if I was okay at this point, it was not r**e or forced but maybe I was a bit too relaxed after the booze, he took my initial consent as if all that was needed.

When we were on his bed, I became quite hard as he slowly teased my cock with his fingers; stroking, circling and quite suprisingly a few slaps really got me going.

I really got into the swing of it and the kissing became heavy, instense and I was soon a very willing guy looking to please.

My hand wrapped around his very impressive cock, 8 hard inches of meat that was quite thick and looked like it packed a tank of cum.

He leaned back and began coaching me as tbis was my first cock I had ever touched besides my own, he gave pointers on stroking, on not leaving out this balls, making sure to carress them whilst I pumped his dick.

Then came the big moment for me, I felt the urge to suck his cock down my throat; it was gentle at first, my tongue reached out to swipe a taste as I brought my lips closer and stretched my jaw wide.

He was praising me, saying I had courage to do this on the first go; saying how good a cock in your mouth felt.

Onehand on his shaft, the other keepine me balanced I took him for the first time that night; I slid down a few inches, trying to get used the sensations as I focused on the job.

I slowly slid my mouth off and then down again, a little bit more going in as I allowed my mouth to relax further, breathing quite heavy through my nose as I held it there a for seconds.

It turns out I couldnt take him all the way, but he said I was doing great; I kept up with working his shaft with my hand whilst sucking him in and kissing his upper shaft and head.

I honestly never considered how much goes into a good blowjob, it was fun but you needed to get used to the multi-tasking. I really owed my exes an apology for not appreciating them more.

After a few more minutes, he told me stop; thinking I had done wrong he quickly reassured me I was good.

But he said it was cum in my mouth or my hole, and he honestly wanted my hole more than anything.

I grew quickly nervous as I had never done anal with anyone, and with some reasssuirng attention I was soon lying face down as he said he was going to relax me first.

I laid there head on the pillow, my hands fisting the sheets as I felt his tongue slowly circling my hole, his breath hot on my cheeks as he used his hands to hold them open.

Wierd didnt quite cover it, a guy I knew was tonguing my hole; it at first was quite unsettling as he started to further press against my entrance.

It didnt last long as he then lubed my hole, slipping a finger in for the first time he slowly let me stretch and relax before adding the second.

I felt pressure and pain, but also pleasure; as his fingers slid in and out, the pace increasing as I relaxed.

He kept re-assuring me and whispering how good I was being, how he loved men who complied with his wishes.

Workinf and adding more lube he kept up until he said I was ready, he pulled his figners out and I heard the tell tale sound of a condom packet being opened.

I waited, hands curled into the sheets as I spread my legs further apart as for the first time a man entered me.

His cock slowly worked in, the pain giving way again to pleasure as I was filled; taking his time he guided it until he was fully inside me.

Laying over the top of me, he left it there as he kissed my neck; letting me adjust to the feeling, not retracting he started to simply push and hold, push and hold as the intense feelings grew.

I whispered that I wanted more, quickly he began to pull back; not all the way out but enough to feel the differnce as he slid back in quicker, building pace and pressure he started to truly fuck me.

Moans escaped my mouth, as he got me up on all fours and holding my hips he really fucked me hard; the sound of my arse cheecks slapping against his thighs as he gripped tighter; he started to tell me he was gonna cum, it excited me as I slammed back on his cock, matching his thrusts I kept pushing back until he came with my name on his lips.

I shivered from the come down, the adrenaline and excitement cooling as I slipped forward onto the bed, his cock pulling free as I passed out.

Over the night he fucked me twice more, never cumming in my mouth always in my arse.

WE are still chatting and he is keen to get me in bed again, I honestly dont know if its what I want; I spent a week or more arguing with myself as to why I did it; was it the booze, did I like cock or simply that I may at least be bi-sexual.

Talking with him has helped as he told me fisrt timers can get the chills, the depression and start to question why.

He told me others have had the next day freak out, but he thought I was handling it quite well.

I dont think I would have a full on relationship with a guy, but I am willing to have fun and see what happens.