The following is my tue story of my first male lover, and how he made me into a submissive bottom.
My friends and I use to hang out with a older guy in the neighborhood who would always buy booze for us as we were under age. This went on for about a year; I was the youngest amongst my friends so I was the last to turn 21. While they went out to the bars I would usually hangout with this older guy Stan, he was 27. We would often drink and smoke the weekends away. It was no big deal to drink and smoke and pass out at his place.
One particular night was no different after drinking I went to sleep on his couch. I woke up to the sounds of moaning to see porn on the TV, and Stan in the recliner that was positioned closer to the TV, with his shorts down to his ankles and cock in hand. I watched Stan stroking his nice hard cock while some blonde was getting fucked on screen. I was more focused on Stan’s cock than the blonde getting fucked on tv.
As I was mesmerized by Stan stroking his cock he turned and looked directly at me. I quickly closed my eyes hoping he didn't see me watching him. Keeping my eyes closed for a few minutes the sounds from Stan beating his cock started growing louder. I peeked thru my eyelids to watch him hoping he wouldn't see me. I found myself getting very aroused and quite horny watching him. I watched him until he groaned and shot cum all over his stomach. I closed my eyes and laid still as Stan got up and walked past me to go to his room.
After Stan had gone to bed I quickly grabbed for my cock, by now it was dripping pre cum and it took only a few minutes of stroking thinking of Stan’s nice cock before I drained my nuts. I quickly fell asleep. I woke up the next morning groggy and hung over Stan was already up and about I went in the kitchen to get a glass of water and was greeted by him. He asked how I slept last night I replied fine thanks, he asked then if I liked what I saw.
I was mortified and pretended I didn't know what he was talking about. The redness in my face probably gave me away. He insisted that he saw me but I just denied and said I wasn't sure what he was talking about. He dropped it after that and I was relieved, maybe possibly he believed me.
To be continued.
My friends and I use to hang out with a older guy in the neighborhood who would always buy booze for us as we were under age. This went on for about a year; I was the youngest amongst my friends so I was the last to turn 21. While they went out to the bars I would usually hangout with this older guy Stan, he was 27. We would often drink and smoke the weekends away. It was no big deal to drink and smoke and pass out at his place.
One particular night was no different after drinking I went to sleep on his couch. I woke up to the sounds of moaning to see porn on the TV, and Stan in the recliner that was positioned closer to the TV, with his shorts down to his ankles and cock in hand. I watched Stan stroking his nice hard cock while some blonde was getting fucked on screen. I was more focused on Stan’s cock than the blonde getting fucked on tv.
As I was mesmerized by Stan stroking his cock he turned and looked directly at me. I quickly closed my eyes hoping he didn't see me watching him. Keeping my eyes closed for a few minutes the sounds from Stan beating his cock started growing louder. I peeked thru my eyelids to watch him hoping he wouldn't see me. I found myself getting very aroused and quite horny watching him. I watched him until he groaned and shot cum all over his stomach. I closed my eyes and laid still as Stan got up and walked past me to go to his room.
After Stan had gone to bed I quickly grabbed for my cock, by now it was dripping pre cum and it took only a few minutes of stroking thinking of Stan’s nice cock before I drained my nuts. I quickly fell asleep. I woke up the next morning groggy and hung over Stan was already up and about I went in the kitchen to get a glass of water and was greeted by him. He asked how I slept last night I replied fine thanks, he asked then if I liked what I saw.
I was mortified and pretended I didn't know what he was talking about. The redness in my face probably gave me away. He insisted that he saw me but I just denied and said I wasn't sure what he was talking about. He dropped it after that and I was relieved, maybe possibly he believed me.
To be continued.









