My First Time With A Man, I'm Sure It Wasn't His, But It Was Mine

A friend suggested we go see our hometown team when they played in Boston. To save on hotel bills we agreed to split a room. When we checked in we asked for two double beds, when we got to the room there was a king. I know sometimes girls will share a bed, but not men. The front desk apologized, no rooms were available, anywhere near the playoffs. It was late, I agreed to take the floor.

I set up an old fashioned camp out. I brushed my teeth and got in my camp out ready to turn in. My friend came out of the bathroom, totally naked, he slept in the nude. He stood over me, I was looking up his legs, staring at his asscrack, ball sack and cock, hanging at near attention. He invited me to sleep in the bed. He overrode my objections until I agreed to take the other side of the bed.

I was tired and fell asleep, only to be awakened a couple of hours later, gripped by my friend, humping my rear end, hard as a rock, his cock kept searching for a hole to slip in. Somehow, I really don't remember, my boxers slid off my hips and ass, his hard hot cock free to get in between my ass cheeks, accommodating him opening my legs he struck home driving his cock all the way in.

New to the experience I fought the urge to pull away, I held my breath and took his cock until he came and eased out as his cum dripped out of my ass onto the sheets. He turned over, leaving me on the wet spot. We saw the game the next day, our team won. We enjoyed a steak and drink, and when we got back to the hotel the front desk let us know there was a two bed room available. Without a word between us we turned it down and went up for a shower and a cock sucking session, after that a long fuck before going to bed.

He claims he always knew I was a cocksucker and more than happy to give up my ass for a late night fuck. Maybe he was right, but I still told him he was wrong, I was just in the mood for something different. I insisted I was Not a cocksucker. Not that he believed me.