Jonathan

I’m a middle-aged man with a family and have been happily married for over 20 years. I’ve always considered myself straight; however, I now acknowledge I was bi-sexual in my teens. I mainly fancied girls but sometimes also really liked and yes fancied boys too.

I never acted on these impulses, as I was always frightened of the consequences until I met Jonathon. Whilst at college, I worked on a market stall, and this tall blonde good looking guy came to the stall and chatted with me. He was such an interesting guy, very funny and charming. I was on my own in the stall, and it was a quiet Tuesday afternoon. We talked for over an hour; I would break off to serve a customer, and he waited until I had finished, and we would continue. He was in his thirties, and I was eighteen. He said he’d enjoyed talking to me and asked if I wanted to have a drink with him later and continue. He was staying at a local hotel on business. I said yes.

I met him that evening, and he bought me dinner, and he enthralled me with his business and travel stories. I was a good looking lad in my teens, although I had little self-confidence, and Jonathon kept on complimenting me on how handsome and well informed I was for my age. I also drank quite a bit and just had the best evening. He asked if I could join him the following evening, to which I agreed.

The next night ran the same course; we chatted, ate some delicious food, and Jonathon made me feel very special. At the end of dinner, he asked if I wanted to go back to his room. I was scared as I suspected it was for some form of sexual contact. I fancied him, and I’d never met anybody like him, so I agreed. He knew I was nervous and spoke so lovingly with me to soothe my nerves. He assured me that nothing would happen that I didn’t want or like, and he would stop, or I could leave whenever I wanted.

His hotel suite was impressive; I’d never seen anything like it. We just hugged on the bed for a while and talked; my heart was racing. He asked again if I was OK with this; he put his hand on my jeans and laughed when he felt my very hard erection. I remember my heart racing as he unbuttoned my jeans and took my cock out. He told me my cock was beautiful, just like me. I’d had a couple of blow jobs from girls, but holy fuck, they never felt like what he did. Jonathon then slowly undressed us both, and we lay naked together; my skin felt like electricity was buzzing through it. Over the course of an hour, we touched, kissed and sucked every inch of each other's bodies. I loved sucking his cock but was scared he would cum. I had tried to taste my cum as a teen and hated the stuff.

I felt like I was floating on that bed all those years ago. I felt his fingers gentle enter my body as he applied lubricant to me. I just went with the flow; then, two fingers inside me, the feelings were just incredible. My cock felt like it was going to explode. He told me to relax as his cock entered me; it was uncomfortable for a minute, but eventually, it was like I just opened up to accommodate it. I adored having him inside me; he was moaning with pleasure, as was I. I don’t remember how long he made love to me; however, we did end up in the doggy position, which gave me the best feelings. I felt him cum inside me; his cock swelled and started to twitch. It was hitting something within me that even though neither of us was touching my cock, I came too. I never saw him again, but I had a fantastic night which I’ve never forgotten.