My very first encounter with another man happened when I was 18. Looking back on it now it could have ended very differently than it did, thankfully I was not hurt or taken advantage of. This is what happened.
My family was on a vacation in the NC mountains, and we had been driving most of the day, we were all tired, and being a tall lanky teen, I was sore from being cramped in the back of my mom’s Buick Century. My dad decided we would stop and spend the night at a small roadside motel right off the highway instead of pushing on another 65 miles to Ashville like we had planned. We were all excited to be out of that car for the day, so no one put up much of a fuss.
It was late in the afternoon when we finally got settled in our room, since there was still plenty of daylight left, we decided to walk to a nearby café for a nice local dinner. Walking back, I asked if I could explore the grounds of the motel for a while before I went back to the room I was sharing with my younger brother. My parents said that would be just fine, to be safe and be back in the room before 10pm.
This small motel was truly quaint and very well maintained. It had a small rambling river that ran behind it and several front porch style swings that also looked out over the river. It was beginning to get dark when I settled into a far swing, I was enjoying the warm summer night and watching the fireflies dancing over the river.
As an 18 year old at the time, I soon lost interest in the majesty of the NC mountains on that warm summer night. I became far more interested in the swelling that was starting between my legs, I slipped my hand in the waist band of my shorts and slipped my growing erection up and out of the top of my pants. I was completely alone out there so I wasn’t too concerned with being caught. So, I sat in that swing watching the fireflies and listing to the bubbling of the river and slowly playing with the engorged cock head poking out of the top of my shorts.
After a while I couldn’t take it and had to find a place to jack off, I began looking around and finally spied a small shelter at the end of a concrete path, this three-sided shelter housed the motel’s ice machine and an old Coke vending machine. Tonight, there was no one around so I thought it my best option for a quick jack session. There was one small light in the shelter and just enough space beside the Coke machine to slip in get off and keep an eye out for anyone coming down from the motel.
I slid in beside the Coke machine slipped my cock out of my shorts and began what I knew would be a quick jack off session. I never heard or saw the man coming up to the shelter, but suddenly there in the light appeared a younger man I am guessing in his early 30s. Standing staring at me with my cock in my hand and precum dripping down my knuckles. He smiled very slightly and said, “it’s cool man I won’t tell,” almost in a whisper. While the words were coming from his mouth, he was reaching his right hand out for my erect penis. Before I even fully registered what he was doing he wiped the clear sticky precum from the head of my cock with his index finger and popped it into his mouth, sucking off his treat.
His smile widened and he said, “Don’t jack off here, come to my room you can take your time and enjoy it.” My throat was dry, and I could barely speak, to be honest the touch of his hand set every nerve in my body on edge, and I was finding it difficult to focus. Finally, I stuttered “I have to be in my room by 10.” He smiled and said, “That’s fine, sneak out later and come to my room anytime tonight.” I stammered again “I can’t, what if I get caught?” He just smiled and said, “Room 103, I will show you how a real man cums.” Then he disappeared back into the darkness of the motel grounds.
After a moment I realized I was still standing with my cock in my hands, I quickly hurried to my room and was in bed at exactly 9:48pm when my mother came in to bid me and my younger brother goodnight. My heart was pounding so hard I would barely hear her as I kissed her cheek and promised not to the let the bed bug’s bite. Clicking off the light as she exited to return to her and my father’s adjoining room, I lay in bed telling myself not to go to room 103, this is stupid, this is not safe! What is your get caught? What if your get hurt? All these thoughts played in my mind over and over. But I already knew at 10:15 pm I was going to get up and go to room 103.
The clock on the bedside table showed a pale red glow into the dark room, the display clicked over to 10:15. As quietly as I could I slid out of bed slipped on my shorts, a tee shirt and sandals. Easing the door open I tiptoed barefoot down the carpeted hall past my parent’s room, I paused at the door and took note of my father’s snoring and knew my mother would never hear me over that. A few moments later I found myself at the wooden door with the number 103 painted on it. As quietly as I would I tapped on the door. Moments later the knob turned and it opened.
The room was dimly lit, and I could smell the faint aroma of cigarette smoke. The man from before smiled that same easy smile and said, “I was afraid you wouldn’t come.”
“I don’t know what I did,” I said. “Come sit.” he patted the edge of the bed next to where he had sat. I did. I became aware that I was trembling, partly from fear, partly from excitement. He leaned back onto a few pillows piled up and spoke. “Relax kid I’m not going to hurt you; you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” I relaxed a little at this and he seemed to sense it.
He smiled again and for the first time I took a good look at him, he was lean and strong with sandy hair and hazel eyes, he was wearing a white tee shirt and dark boxer shorts. I noticed a small pink glimpse of flesh at the gaped fly of his boxers. At that I began to feel a flushing and swelling between my legs. I must have stared at his crotch for a moment too long and he smiled and deftly unbuttoned the small button on his boxers, this allowed me a better view of one large fleshy testicle. I was fully consumed and felt a deep longing to see more of this man. A light touch on my knee made me jump. “Hey, it’s cool man,” he said as his large hand came fully to rest on my thigh. All at one I fully relaxed and decided I wanted this man to touch me, I wanted to see him naked, I wanted to learn what he could teach me.
I reached out and placed my own hand on the hem of his boxers and began clumsily grouping for anything vaguely resembling a penis. He took my actions as permission to proceed and swiftly and expertly slipped my shorts off me before I realized what he had done. I stopped somewhat shocked and at the same time embarrassed to be so exposed for the first time in front of another person. With no hesitation he took my growing erection into his mouth, and I was instantly transported to another world. I felt my body release a flood of precum and he happily slurped it all up. While his mouth worked its magic on my he took my hands in his and guided it towards his own now throbbing cock.
I found his hot thick and swollen cock under the fabric of his boxers, it was wet with precum and felt huge and heavy in my hand. With a start he sat straight up in bed leaving my now saliva-soaked cock bare to the cool air of the room, he quickly stood and jerked his boxers down and pulled the white tee over his head. He stood still for a moment, allowing me to fully take in the sight of the beautiful naked man in front of me. I was trembling with excitement again and wanted to taste his heavy dripping cock. He sat back on the bed and pulled me over to him with and easy strength, “Open,” he said and gently guided my mouth onto his engorged bright pink head. Warm salt with a faintly metallic taste. This was the first time in my life I knew what another man tasted like. I tried so hard to take as much of him into my mouth as I could. It wasn’t much and he was incredibly kind and understanding with me. With soft and gentle coaching, I soon began getting more and more of him into my mouth. “Tuck your lips, careful of the teeth, breath through your nose, relax.” His soft words seemed to inspire me to push myself.
After a time, he lifted my head from his groin, his pink cock was fully erect and covered with saliva, “Get on your back,” he said. I did and soon he was kneeling beside my head with his seemingly massive penis inches from my face, he began to jack himself off. Mesmerized watching him stroke himself and watching his loose and swinging balls bounce around, I soon noticed his breath quicken and within moments he was forcing his cock back into my mouth. Almost instantly I felt the wave of hot thick salty fluid flood my mouth, I tried to move but he held me fast, he emptied wave after wave of his cum into my open mouth. Pulling me up in one quick motion he said, “Swallow it.” I did as I was told, I could feel the slight tingle almost burn sensation on the back of my throat as his semen went down. “You earned every drop,” he said with that smile again.
Placing his big hand in the center of my chest he pushed me down and returned to my painfully erect cock, this time sucking me hard and fast, in a very few moments I felt a sensation I had never experienced before as I had my first true orgasm. I felt my balls contract as they emptied wave after wave of my virgin seed into his waiting and eager mouth. My whole body convulsed with each pulse, I began to moan and instantly found my face covered by his hand as he continued to suck every drop of cum my penis could possibly give him. In an easy motion he swallowed me into him and smiled.
He moved quickly and kissed me hard and deep, I felt his tongue in the back of my mouth and tasted me on him. Leaning back, he smiled and said, “Get dressed and go on back to your room.” Still breathless from my experience I smiled and said, “OK.” I quickly dressed as he lounged naked on his bed, I wanted to drink in the sight of him as long as I could. His hard cock had gone soft, and limp and he had this look of total relaxation and conquest about him. I made my way across the dim room. “If you are still around tomorrow night come back and I will show you a few other things,” he said. “I will,” I promised.
Safely back in my own room, I began replaying the events in my mind, I could start to feel that same familiar swelling between my thighs again. I began praying to God we would stay one more night.
My family was on a vacation in the NC mountains, and we had been driving most of the day, we were all tired, and being a tall lanky teen, I was sore from being cramped in the back of my mom’s Buick Century. My dad decided we would stop and spend the night at a small roadside motel right off the highway instead of pushing on another 65 miles to Ashville like we had planned. We were all excited to be out of that car for the day, so no one put up much of a fuss.
It was late in the afternoon when we finally got settled in our room, since there was still plenty of daylight left, we decided to walk to a nearby café for a nice local dinner. Walking back, I asked if I could explore the grounds of the motel for a while before I went back to the room I was sharing with my younger brother. My parents said that would be just fine, to be safe and be back in the room before 10pm.
This small motel was truly quaint and very well maintained. It had a small rambling river that ran behind it and several front porch style swings that also looked out over the river. It was beginning to get dark when I settled into a far swing, I was enjoying the warm summer night and watching the fireflies dancing over the river.
As an 18 year old at the time, I soon lost interest in the majesty of the NC mountains on that warm summer night. I became far more interested in the swelling that was starting between my legs, I slipped my hand in the waist band of my shorts and slipped my growing erection up and out of the top of my pants. I was completely alone out there so I wasn’t too concerned with being caught. So, I sat in that swing watching the fireflies and listing to the bubbling of the river and slowly playing with the engorged cock head poking out of the top of my shorts.
After a while I couldn’t take it and had to find a place to jack off, I began looking around and finally spied a small shelter at the end of a concrete path, this three-sided shelter housed the motel’s ice machine and an old Coke vending machine. Tonight, there was no one around so I thought it my best option for a quick jack session. There was one small light in the shelter and just enough space beside the Coke machine to slip in get off and keep an eye out for anyone coming down from the motel.
I slid in beside the Coke machine slipped my cock out of my shorts and began what I knew would be a quick jack off session. I never heard or saw the man coming up to the shelter, but suddenly there in the light appeared a younger man I am guessing in his early 30s. Standing staring at me with my cock in my hand and precum dripping down my knuckles. He smiled very slightly and said, “it’s cool man I won’t tell,” almost in a whisper. While the words were coming from his mouth, he was reaching his right hand out for my erect penis. Before I even fully registered what he was doing he wiped the clear sticky precum from the head of my cock with his index finger and popped it into his mouth, sucking off his treat.
His smile widened and he said, “Don’t jack off here, come to my room you can take your time and enjoy it.” My throat was dry, and I could barely speak, to be honest the touch of his hand set every nerve in my body on edge, and I was finding it difficult to focus. Finally, I stuttered “I have to be in my room by 10.” He smiled and said, “That’s fine, sneak out later and come to my room anytime tonight.” I stammered again “I can’t, what if I get caught?” He just smiled and said, “Room 103, I will show you how a real man cums.” Then he disappeared back into the darkness of the motel grounds.
After a moment I realized I was still standing with my cock in my hands, I quickly hurried to my room and was in bed at exactly 9:48pm when my mother came in to bid me and my younger brother goodnight. My heart was pounding so hard I would barely hear her as I kissed her cheek and promised not to the let the bed bug’s bite. Clicking off the light as she exited to return to her and my father’s adjoining room, I lay in bed telling myself not to go to room 103, this is stupid, this is not safe! What is your get caught? What if your get hurt? All these thoughts played in my mind over and over. But I already knew at 10:15 pm I was going to get up and go to room 103.
The clock on the bedside table showed a pale red glow into the dark room, the display clicked over to 10:15. As quietly as I could I slid out of bed slipped on my shorts, a tee shirt and sandals. Easing the door open I tiptoed barefoot down the carpeted hall past my parent’s room, I paused at the door and took note of my father’s snoring and knew my mother would never hear me over that. A few moments later I found myself at the wooden door with the number 103 painted on it. As quietly as I would I tapped on the door. Moments later the knob turned and it opened.
The room was dimly lit, and I could smell the faint aroma of cigarette smoke. The man from before smiled that same easy smile and said, “I was afraid you wouldn’t come.”
“I don’t know what I did,” I said. “Come sit.” he patted the edge of the bed next to where he had sat. I did. I became aware that I was trembling, partly from fear, partly from excitement. He leaned back onto a few pillows piled up and spoke. “Relax kid I’m not going to hurt you; you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” I relaxed a little at this and he seemed to sense it.
He smiled again and for the first time I took a good look at him, he was lean and strong with sandy hair and hazel eyes, he was wearing a white tee shirt and dark boxer shorts. I noticed a small pink glimpse of flesh at the gaped fly of his boxers. At that I began to feel a flushing and swelling between my legs. I must have stared at his crotch for a moment too long and he smiled and deftly unbuttoned the small button on his boxers, this allowed me a better view of one large fleshy testicle. I was fully consumed and felt a deep longing to see more of this man. A light touch on my knee made me jump. “Hey, it’s cool man,” he said as his large hand came fully to rest on my thigh. All at one I fully relaxed and decided I wanted this man to touch me, I wanted to see him naked, I wanted to learn what he could teach me.
I reached out and placed my own hand on the hem of his boxers and began clumsily grouping for anything vaguely resembling a penis. He took my actions as permission to proceed and swiftly and expertly slipped my shorts off me before I realized what he had done. I stopped somewhat shocked and at the same time embarrassed to be so exposed for the first time in front of another person. With no hesitation he took my growing erection into his mouth, and I was instantly transported to another world. I felt my body release a flood of precum and he happily slurped it all up. While his mouth worked its magic on my he took my hands in his and guided it towards his own now throbbing cock.
I found his hot thick and swollen cock under the fabric of his boxers, it was wet with precum and felt huge and heavy in my hand. With a start he sat straight up in bed leaving my now saliva-soaked cock bare to the cool air of the room, he quickly stood and jerked his boxers down and pulled the white tee over his head. He stood still for a moment, allowing me to fully take in the sight of the beautiful naked man in front of me. I was trembling with excitement again and wanted to taste his heavy dripping cock. He sat back on the bed and pulled me over to him with and easy strength, “Open,” he said and gently guided my mouth onto his engorged bright pink head. Warm salt with a faintly metallic taste. This was the first time in my life I knew what another man tasted like. I tried so hard to take as much of him into my mouth as I could. It wasn’t much and he was incredibly kind and understanding with me. With soft and gentle coaching, I soon began getting more and more of him into my mouth. “Tuck your lips, careful of the teeth, breath through your nose, relax.” His soft words seemed to inspire me to push myself.
After a time, he lifted my head from his groin, his pink cock was fully erect and covered with saliva, “Get on your back,” he said. I did and soon he was kneeling beside my head with his seemingly massive penis inches from my face, he began to jack himself off. Mesmerized watching him stroke himself and watching his loose and swinging balls bounce around, I soon noticed his breath quicken and within moments he was forcing his cock back into my mouth. Almost instantly I felt the wave of hot thick salty fluid flood my mouth, I tried to move but he held me fast, he emptied wave after wave of his cum into my open mouth. Pulling me up in one quick motion he said, “Swallow it.” I did as I was told, I could feel the slight tingle almost burn sensation on the back of my throat as his semen went down. “You earned every drop,” he said with that smile again.
Placing his big hand in the center of my chest he pushed me down and returned to my painfully erect cock, this time sucking me hard and fast, in a very few moments I felt a sensation I had never experienced before as I had my first true orgasm. I felt my balls contract as they emptied wave after wave of my virgin seed into his waiting and eager mouth. My whole body convulsed with each pulse, I began to moan and instantly found my face covered by his hand as he continued to suck every drop of cum my penis could possibly give him. In an easy motion he swallowed me into him and smiled.
He moved quickly and kissed me hard and deep, I felt his tongue in the back of my mouth and tasted me on him. Leaning back, he smiled and said, “Get dressed and go on back to your room.” Still breathless from my experience I smiled and said, “OK.” I quickly dressed as he lounged naked on his bed, I wanted to drink in the sight of him as long as I could. His hard cock had gone soft, and limp and he had this look of total relaxation and conquest about him. I made my way across the dim room. “If you are still around tomorrow night come back and I will show you a few other things,” he said. “I will,” I promised.
Safely back in my own room, I began replaying the events in my mind, I could start to feel that same familiar swelling between my thighs again. I began praying to God we would stay one more night.
