curiousinmotown2
Porn Star
Ok, so I know I posted a shorthand version of this a long time ago when I was just talking about past experiences (left a lot out because of time restraints and embarrassment), but I thought it might be cool since I was bored to post my entire first gay experience.
So it was my Freshmen year in college. I was just basically a tall, gawky teenager. Mostly smooth body, 6 1/2 inch dick. I knew this girl that I was passionately in love with, but it wasn't working out well. Basically, at 18, I needed to get off and since I lived in a dorm with a floor shower and a roommate, I had no time to get off. My roommate was in the room constantly; I never had a moment alone. I began hitting the Yahoo chat rooms (I totally miss those!) and met a few guys I talked to about having some sexuality questions. I met one guy who asked me if I'd ever met up with anyone before, and I said no. He had a roommate as well, but he told me about a locker room on campus that no one ever used, and that if I was interested, he'd meet me there.
I told him no, but we chatted for a while and got along pretty good, so I added him on my messenger. A few days later, he asked me again if I'd meet him. To be perfectly honest, I was sort of curious, so I asked him what he looked like. He said his friends told him he wasn't bad looking. Neither of us had pics, so I just described myself to him. He continued to push meeting him in the locker room. I kept turning him down.
Finally, one night after an evening class, he asked me again. I remember I was so nervous. I asked him what the locker room looked like, and he actually drew me a picture in paint of the layout and sent it to me. He told me that there were two loud doors so if anyone came in there would be enough noise to know someone was coming and enough time to get covered up. He also told me to bring extra clothes, so if we got caught we could just say we were changing. I finally reluctantly accepted.
I started packing my stuff. I changed into a pair of shorts and an old t-shirt so I'd look like I came from the gym. I put a pair of dress pants and a nice shirt into my backpack. I was so afraid of getting caught that I came up with dozens of reasons why I was there, and finally decided on, "I have to be at a meeting for my professional development class and I have to be dressed up." I also threw a towel into the backpack in case we got into the shower. My roommate knew something was going on. He watched me the entire time, surveying my every move. He might have even gotten the connection of where I was going (turns out later he was gay and a lot of people knew about the locker room.)
So I was standing outside the locker room in shorts and a t-shirt in the middle of November (yea, I put so much time into the excuse I didn't think about the weather.) I was COMPLETELY FREEZING. I waited. And waited. I could feel my heart pounding, as I had no idea what to expect. What if he's some 400 lb old guy? What if he's a cop? Imagine how fun it would be to call home from jail and explain to my parents that I was being detained for soliciting sex online. The place was actually pretty busy. Probably 200 people walked by me while I was waiting and I watched everyone wondering if it was the person I'd talked to. I had about given up and assumed it was a prank or the guy changed his mind when a cop walked up to me. My heart dropped. I was trying to think of a way to talk myself out of this one.
"Hi."
"...Hello."
"Uhh..aren't you awful cold?"
"No. I'm fine. I don't really get cold."
"Oh. Well, suit yourself."
The cop walked away. I honestly could not believe it. I decided to wait another few minutes. It wasn't much longer that a guy in a sweatshirt walked up to me and said my screen name. He had his hood up, but his face looked promising. He told me to follow him, and I did. The whole time my mind was racing. Should I just walk off? Now he's seen me, so it's not like he couldn't identify me later. To be honest, his face was really attractive, so I kind of wanted to see where this went.
When we got inside, he took his sweatshirt off. He was totally gorgeous. Dirty blond hair - nearly shoulder length. Slim face, slim body. To give you a better idea since I suck at describing, he sort of looked like Corbin Fisher's Jared without the freckles and no facial hair. So he took me through this series of hallways before we finally got in to the actual room. Once we got close, he told me to be quiet and try not to get seen going in since people would assume the worst of two guys going in at once.
When we got in, I was so glad I wore shorts and a t. It was boiling hot in there! It was also a little scary. Dimly lit, dirty. There were three rows of lockers in the main room with benches by each. He took my back to a second room beside the bathroom. Once we got there he asked me what I was willing to do, and I told him I didn't know. He asked me what I wanted, and I asked if he'd be willing to take his shirt off. His body was amazing. Smooth chest, except armpits and a trail under his navel. His boxers were sticking out about an inch above his pants. Not very muscular, but his body was thin. I guess it could be described as a swimmer's body. He was also pretty tan, which surprised me for the time of year. I was so nervous, I was honestly shaking, and he asked me about it. I told him I'd never done anything like this before, and I guess that made sense to him. He told me to just lie down on the bench and relax.
He took my shirt off and I lay back with my arms behind my back. I might have been embarrassed, but part of me wanted him to see as much as he could. He untied my shoes and took them off. He reached down my pants and grabbed my dick, which instantly went from a semi-hard on to rock solid. He asked me if I was ok, and I said yes, so he took my pants and boxers off. To be 100% honest, the wooden bench did not feel good against my bare ass. I figured I'd end up with a splinter or something. He completely undressed in like 5 seconds flat. To be honest, I didn't really look at this point. I just stared at the ceiling and watched as he threw his shirt, pants, tighty whities, and finally socks over my head and onto the bench. He asked if I wanted sucked, and I said I didn't know if I was ready for that just yet, so he said he'd just give me a hand job. He pushed my legs up so my feet were on the bench at my butt and pushed my knees apart (I felt weird, stilling being in socks). He started jerking me off and himself with his other hand. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the moment. It felt weird, but it felt good. I could hear him jerking me and himself, but then I also heard a FAP FAP FAP FAP above me. I jumped up and there was some other guy watching us! The guy with me screamed out "Shit!" and covered himself with my boxers, I just got up and stood behind him. The other guy freaked out and ran.
By this point, I was humiliated and getting dressed. The guy kept telling me it was cool and to just forget it, but I was a mess. I was completely dressed and he had put his pants back on, when he asked me one more time if I'd let him continue. I looked him over, and he was just amazing, I decided to give it one more try. He said the showers would be safer. I undressed this time, and then he asked if I was going to be ok, and I said yes. He faced the showers and dropped his pants, and what an ass! He had a tan line where he was tanning with a Speedo on. He had the smallest ass I've ever seen, but it was tight and cute. I followed him in the shower watching it the entire way.
He was right, it was quiet there. So he turned on the water on two spigots side by side. I stepped under one and he pushed my back against the wall. He got some liquid soap out of a dispenser and started rubbing it on my stomach, chest, he even must have gathered I had an armpit fetish as he worked me over there. I just could not stop looking into his eyes. He looked like he was having fun. He had just reached down and cupped my balls when the first door opened. He told me someone was coming and to act like I was showering. He moved down one more space and started showering himself. He looked at me and said, "Don't worry. He's probably just using the bathroom and then he'll leave." We both waited for a flush or something, until we heard him walk into the shower room. Both of us were facing the wall, but we could hear the guy walk in, go on the opposite side of the room, and start a shower. I looked over at the guy I was with in panic and he mouthed the words "He'll leave when he's done. Act natural." Well, it wasn't long before we both heard the FAP FAP FAP FAP...
I looked over at the guy I was with and he looked over his shoulder. His face turned blood red and then he covered himself with his hands. I looked back and there stood a man that I would honestly have guessed to have been 300 pounds, in his sixties jacking off while watching us. The guy I was with moved over next to me and said, "He knows why we are here. Just cover yourself and he'll get the idea that we don't want him to mess with us." So I followed suit and waited for him to leave....but he didn't. So there we both were, buck naked, hands covering our balls and dicks (me having trouble hiding my still raging hard on) in the shower with a fat old guy jacking off while looking at our bare asses.
The guy actually stayed there for over nearly 15 minutes before the guy beside me told me to come with him. We went back to our clothes. I sat down while he watched to make sure the old guy didn't follow us. I covered up with the towel I brought and spent the next few minutes just staring at the guy's ass while he peeked around the corner of the lockers. It was here that I took my first good look at his dick. It wasn't anything tremendously impressive, but he wasn't a slouch. He was slightly longer than mine, but also slightly thinner. He had also had a tuft of dark pubes. To be honest, I wasn't extremely interested in it, but I wanted his body bad enough that I could have took it if it would have gotten me closer to him. Less than a minute after we left, the old guy shut off the shower, got dressed, and left. To be honest, I was embarrassed, but also a little amused. Finally, the guy told me he'd left and we went back in the shower. I could tell he was humiliated. He said to much was going on, and we should just jack off and go. He faced the wall and I watched the water go down his body as I jerked one out. I finished in like 10 minutes and he still wasn't done, so I just set back and watched him go. After a few more minutes, he turned toward me and starred at my dick for a moment, before finally shooting a load all over the floor. He took his foot and made sure both his and my jizz went down the drain and shut off the water. We got dressed silently and walked out.
I sent him a message a few days later and we talked a few more times. He said the old guy really freaked him out and he couldn't concentrate after that. He also told me it had been his first time as well, which surprised me as calm as he stayed for most of it. After a few more times talking, my computer blew up and I lost his screen name.
A year later, I was walking with my girl friend and when we rounded the bend of a building, I ran smack into him. We both nodded and he looked at my girl. I just gave him a half-smile and he walked off.
So that's my story. I have another experience I'd be willing to share if anyone is interested.
So it was my Freshmen year in college. I was just basically a tall, gawky teenager. Mostly smooth body, 6 1/2 inch dick. I knew this girl that I was passionately in love with, but it wasn't working out well. Basically, at 18, I needed to get off and since I lived in a dorm with a floor shower and a roommate, I had no time to get off. My roommate was in the room constantly; I never had a moment alone. I began hitting the Yahoo chat rooms (I totally miss those!) and met a few guys I talked to about having some sexuality questions. I met one guy who asked me if I'd ever met up with anyone before, and I said no. He had a roommate as well, but he told me about a locker room on campus that no one ever used, and that if I was interested, he'd meet me there.
I told him no, but we chatted for a while and got along pretty good, so I added him on my messenger. A few days later, he asked me again if I'd meet him. To be perfectly honest, I was sort of curious, so I asked him what he looked like. He said his friends told him he wasn't bad looking. Neither of us had pics, so I just described myself to him. He continued to push meeting him in the locker room. I kept turning him down.
Finally, one night after an evening class, he asked me again. I remember I was so nervous. I asked him what the locker room looked like, and he actually drew me a picture in paint of the layout and sent it to me. He told me that there were two loud doors so if anyone came in there would be enough noise to know someone was coming and enough time to get covered up. He also told me to bring extra clothes, so if we got caught we could just say we were changing. I finally reluctantly accepted.
I started packing my stuff. I changed into a pair of shorts and an old t-shirt so I'd look like I came from the gym. I put a pair of dress pants and a nice shirt into my backpack. I was so afraid of getting caught that I came up with dozens of reasons why I was there, and finally decided on, "I have to be at a meeting for my professional development class and I have to be dressed up." I also threw a towel into the backpack in case we got into the shower. My roommate knew something was going on. He watched me the entire time, surveying my every move. He might have even gotten the connection of where I was going (turns out later he was gay and a lot of people knew about the locker room.)
So I was standing outside the locker room in shorts and a t-shirt in the middle of November (yea, I put so much time into the excuse I didn't think about the weather.) I was COMPLETELY FREEZING. I waited. And waited. I could feel my heart pounding, as I had no idea what to expect. What if he's some 400 lb old guy? What if he's a cop? Imagine how fun it would be to call home from jail and explain to my parents that I was being detained for soliciting sex online. The place was actually pretty busy. Probably 200 people walked by me while I was waiting and I watched everyone wondering if it was the person I'd talked to. I had about given up and assumed it was a prank or the guy changed his mind when a cop walked up to me. My heart dropped. I was trying to think of a way to talk myself out of this one.
"Hi."
"...Hello."
"Uhh..aren't you awful cold?"
"No. I'm fine. I don't really get cold."
"Oh. Well, suit yourself."
The cop walked away. I honestly could not believe it. I decided to wait another few minutes. It wasn't much longer that a guy in a sweatshirt walked up to me and said my screen name. He had his hood up, but his face looked promising. He told me to follow him, and I did. The whole time my mind was racing. Should I just walk off? Now he's seen me, so it's not like he couldn't identify me later. To be honest, his face was really attractive, so I kind of wanted to see where this went.
When we got inside, he took his sweatshirt off. He was totally gorgeous. Dirty blond hair - nearly shoulder length. Slim face, slim body. To give you a better idea since I suck at describing, he sort of looked like Corbin Fisher's Jared without the freckles and no facial hair. So he took me through this series of hallways before we finally got in to the actual room. Once we got close, he told me to be quiet and try not to get seen going in since people would assume the worst of two guys going in at once.
When we got in, I was so glad I wore shorts and a t. It was boiling hot in there! It was also a little scary. Dimly lit, dirty. There were three rows of lockers in the main room with benches by each. He took my back to a second room beside the bathroom. Once we got there he asked me what I was willing to do, and I told him I didn't know. He asked me what I wanted, and I asked if he'd be willing to take his shirt off. His body was amazing. Smooth chest, except armpits and a trail under his navel. His boxers were sticking out about an inch above his pants. Not very muscular, but his body was thin. I guess it could be described as a swimmer's body. He was also pretty tan, which surprised me for the time of year. I was so nervous, I was honestly shaking, and he asked me about it. I told him I'd never done anything like this before, and I guess that made sense to him. He told me to just lie down on the bench and relax.
He took my shirt off and I lay back with my arms behind my back. I might have been embarrassed, but part of me wanted him to see as much as he could. He untied my shoes and took them off. He reached down my pants and grabbed my dick, which instantly went from a semi-hard on to rock solid. He asked me if I was ok, and I said yes, so he took my pants and boxers off. To be 100% honest, the wooden bench did not feel good against my bare ass. I figured I'd end up with a splinter or something. He completely undressed in like 5 seconds flat. To be honest, I didn't really look at this point. I just stared at the ceiling and watched as he threw his shirt, pants, tighty whities, and finally socks over my head and onto the bench. He asked if I wanted sucked, and I said I didn't know if I was ready for that just yet, so he said he'd just give me a hand job. He pushed my legs up so my feet were on the bench at my butt and pushed my knees apart (I felt weird, stilling being in socks). He started jerking me off and himself with his other hand. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the moment. It felt weird, but it felt good. I could hear him jerking me and himself, but then I also heard a FAP FAP FAP FAP above me. I jumped up and there was some other guy watching us! The guy with me screamed out "Shit!" and covered himself with my boxers, I just got up and stood behind him. The other guy freaked out and ran.
By this point, I was humiliated and getting dressed. The guy kept telling me it was cool and to just forget it, but I was a mess. I was completely dressed and he had put his pants back on, when he asked me one more time if I'd let him continue. I looked him over, and he was just amazing, I decided to give it one more try. He said the showers would be safer. I undressed this time, and then he asked if I was going to be ok, and I said yes. He faced the showers and dropped his pants, and what an ass! He had a tan line where he was tanning with a Speedo on. He had the smallest ass I've ever seen, but it was tight and cute. I followed him in the shower watching it the entire way.
He was right, it was quiet there. So he turned on the water on two spigots side by side. I stepped under one and he pushed my back against the wall. He got some liquid soap out of a dispenser and started rubbing it on my stomach, chest, he even must have gathered I had an armpit fetish as he worked me over there. I just could not stop looking into his eyes. He looked like he was having fun. He had just reached down and cupped my balls when the first door opened. He told me someone was coming and to act like I was showering. He moved down one more space and started showering himself. He looked at me and said, "Don't worry. He's probably just using the bathroom and then he'll leave." We both waited for a flush or something, until we heard him walk into the shower room. Both of us were facing the wall, but we could hear the guy walk in, go on the opposite side of the room, and start a shower. I looked over at the guy I was with in panic and he mouthed the words "He'll leave when he's done. Act natural." Well, it wasn't long before we both heard the FAP FAP FAP FAP...
I looked over at the guy I was with and he looked over his shoulder. His face turned blood red and then he covered himself with his hands. I looked back and there stood a man that I would honestly have guessed to have been 300 pounds, in his sixties jacking off while watching us. The guy I was with moved over next to me and said, "He knows why we are here. Just cover yourself and he'll get the idea that we don't want him to mess with us." So I followed suit and waited for him to leave....but he didn't. So there we both were, buck naked, hands covering our balls and dicks (me having trouble hiding my still raging hard on) in the shower with a fat old guy jacking off while looking at our bare asses.
The guy actually stayed there for over nearly 15 minutes before the guy beside me told me to come with him. We went back to our clothes. I sat down while he watched to make sure the old guy didn't follow us. I covered up with the towel I brought and spent the next few minutes just staring at the guy's ass while he peeked around the corner of the lockers. It was here that I took my first good look at his dick. It wasn't anything tremendously impressive, but he wasn't a slouch. He was slightly longer than mine, but also slightly thinner. He had also had a tuft of dark pubes. To be honest, I wasn't extremely interested in it, but I wanted his body bad enough that I could have took it if it would have gotten me closer to him. Less than a minute after we left, the old guy shut off the shower, got dressed, and left. To be honest, I was embarrassed, but also a little amused. Finally, the guy told me he'd left and we went back in the shower. I could tell he was humiliated. He said to much was going on, and we should just jack off and go. He faced the wall and I watched the water go down his body as I jerked one out. I finished in like 10 minutes and he still wasn't done, so I just set back and watched him go. After a few more minutes, he turned toward me and starred at my dick for a moment, before finally shooting a load all over the floor. He took his foot and made sure both his and my jizz went down the drain and shut off the water. We got dressed silently and walked out.
I sent him a message a few days later and we talked a few more times. He said the old guy really freaked him out and he couldn't concentrate after that. He also told me it had been his first time as well, which surprised me as calm as he stayed for most of it. After a few more times talking, my computer blew up and I lost his screen name.
A year later, I was walking with my girl friend and when we rounded the bend of a building, I ran smack into him. We both nodded and he looked at my girl. I just gave him a half-smile and he walked off.
So that's my story. I have another experience I'd be willing to share if anyone is interested.
