My First Time

in 2018 I signed up for a study abroad in Rome. The school set up the living arrangements and I was paired with a guy from Fort McMurray, Alberta in Canada. He was a tall guy, taller than me, spoke English with a Canadian accent and told me this was his first trip abroad. We got along fine, he had his bed and I had my bed in this dormitory style living place.

We had been there a few days, less than a week and I looked over and he was on his back stroking his dick. I watched, he was engrossed, and I got a hard dick. The more he stroked the harder I got and I was stroking too. I saw his dick shoot, straight up in the air, in three successive shots landing back on his dick and stomach. He used his finger to lap it up, cleaning it off his dick and stomach and licking his finger clean. About then I came in my boxers.

I dreamt about it several times, jerking off to it. It wasn't until a couple of weeks later that I caught him again, this time he was on his stomach, fucking his pillow. His ass moving in the rhythm, his sheet fell off his naked ass and he continued to hump the pillow until he came and his hips settled down and his arms opened up and his head rested on his pillow. I had cum too, my boxers were wet.

All this was new to me, I had never seen a guy jerk off before, the most I had done was watch it on porn. He came out of the bathroom, which for anyone's interest was so small you had to dry off in the room. He took the towel and dried off his back while his dick swung back and forth. His hairy pubes and hairy legs and when he reached down with towel to dry his balls I had had enough. I had an urge so strong to suck his dick, I wanted to kiss him too. I was scared, his dick in his towel, reaching behind him drying his behind, I lost my will power and just blurted out if he would let me suck his dick.

I told him I wasn't queer, but if he wanted I would suck his dick. His dick was freshly washed and still cold from the bath, it felt good in my mouth as it hot harder and harder and he started to use his hips to drive it into my mouth. I held his dick once it was hard, my fist around it, his dick in my mouth. I felt like letting him use his dick in me. I wanted him to fuck me, to kiss me. I laid back on the bed and asked him if he wanted to fuck me. I took my boxers off and opened my legs for him. My hunger was beyond control, I took his dick in my hand and put it up against my hole and pulled my legs up so he could access me and run his dick in me. Once he got going, I had my arms around his neck, pulling him down on me, I got to his mouth and kissed him and he kissed back. He said he was going to cum and he did, me holding him around the neck kissing him.

My first time. He told me about his first time when he was 12 with a mechanic and kept me hard with his hand and his mouth and tongue and told me another story of being on his bike in the summer and running across a man who asked him directions and he got fucked for the second time, and the third and fourth times, and when he worked at this service station and he would suck off the Pakistani manager in the bathroom and how he fucked his first guy before graduating from secondary school and how he liked fucking much more than being fucked, but he could go both ways. We laid on the bed kissing while he stroked me and told me stories until I just couldn't hold it and let it all out onto his dick and thigh. He lapped it up with his finger and told me he wanted to fuck me again.

This time I lay flat on my stomach and he fucked me on my back. This time it felt much better, like it was meant to feel that way. This time I got hard enough rubbing against the sheets on my bed and came again about the time he came in me. This time he opened my butt cheeks and kissed and licked my hole.

We were in Rome for five months. We traveled by train all over Europe. We never did really meet anyone else. We sucked and fucked the semester away. And when we kissed we kissed on and on. I loved being kissed by him. And he loved kissing me. I barely passed my course work, but earned the credits for the semester. He returned to Canada and I returned to Dallas. It was more than a year later that I had kissed another guy, I was experienced and I knew what to do, I wasn't as clumsy as I was in Rome. I am attracted to guys with heavy hair on their pubes and legs and arms, tall and slim. I am attracted to guys who fuck face to face, but I do get the urge to be fucked face down. But most of all I am attracted to guys who know how to kiss. I'm a sucker for kissing, that's my litmus test.