First Fuck - Triangle Bottom

I met him online. On an AOL M4M chatroom. He said he was a White Jewish boy. Football player build. Blonde hair, blue eyes. A strict and total top. I told him I was still a virgin. I was. He asked if I wanted to change that. I said, “Yes.” He asked if I wanted to meet him. I told him I did not drive. He asked for my address. I gave it to him. Just like that. He said he was on his way. About 30 minutes later he was outside my house. I got in his car. He was a complete and total stranger.

Another half-an-hour later, we ended up at one of his friend’s house. He was there too. There was plenty of beer. He offered me one. I accepted. I was under age, I did not know any better at all. So after a single beer, I was totally buzzed and ready to give him anything he wanted. He wanted my mouth around his cock. He wanted his cock in my ass.

The next thing I know I am giving him head. I don’t even remember us kissing, or his pants dropping. But, there I was, on my knees, my head between his thighs, dick in my mouth. It was the first time I was doing this and I did not know a thing. His cock felt awkward in my mouth but I tried my best. He was not BIG by any standard. I’d measure him at probably 5 or 5.5 inches, but what he lacked in length he made up in girth. It certainly was thick, and it had a really nice look to it. Thinking back, he actually had one of the prettiest cocks I’ve ever seen. Sure, it was not big, but had it been two or three inches longer, he could be packing the perfect cut cock. It was straight, thick and circumcised to perfection. No unnaturally grotesque veins, bumps or scares. Smooth.

I sucked it. I licked it. I blew on it with my mouth. Nibbled on it. I even tried getting my tongue in the slit. I was doing every conceivable thing I could do with my tongue to pleasure his cock. He stayed hard so I figured I was doing something right, but I had no confidence, whatsoever, in what I was doing.

“My balls,” he whispered, almost in a half moan.

I have always taken instruction pretty well so I knew immediately what he wanted. I took my mouth off his cock, and dove straight for his balls. They were hairy. And small. Not exactly something that turned me on or drove me wild, but I was determined to please him. It was at that moment that it hit me: I was there to please him. I’m not sure how it happened, but it just made sense. I was there to help him get off. I wanted him to cum. So, the same way I had worked on his cock, I began working on his balls. Doing everything I could with my lips, tongue and mouth that I thought would bring him pleasure. It was then that I started to go for his inner thigh. And from there, up, back to his balls. I had often played withhis perineum, so I decided to try and lick him there. When I did, he moaned loudly.

I then became aware of my hands. They had been on his thighs the entire time. I decided to put them to work. One went straight for his dick and the other for his balls as I worked the underside of his balls with my mouth.

Again, I was doing everything I could to orally please him. This time I felt a little better because the harder I worked on him with my mouth, the more he moaned. I felt so proud of myself. The more I worked the more slick and wet his area got with saliva. This was starting to become fun for me.

I grazed his hole slightly with my tongue. It was warm. Real warm. So I decided to try that out…

I cant remember the year, but I do remember back then I had limited access to porn. Most of it was thumbnails of pictures. In a few I had seen, one guy was licking the other’s asshole. I had always been curious as to how that would work. I had wondered what it would taste like, and how it would feel. So I decided to give it a shot. Why not? This was my first time after all, and hearing him moan was getting me worked up and making me feel a little adventurous.

…I tried it, and it was FUCKING AWESOME! There I was eating a complete stranger’s ass out. I couldn’t believe it.

“Get naked!” he ordered almost immediately.

I pulled away from his hole and took my hand off his cock and balls. Shirt came off. Unzipped my shorts. They fell. Took off my socks, and brought down my boxers. I stood there naked.

“Turn around,” he said

So I did and continued to stand there naked.

He came up behind me, and started kissing my neck and down my shoulders.

“I’m gonna fuck you now,” he whispered in my ear.

What happened next was a blur. One second I was standing there naked, the next I was on my back and he was pushing inside me. I don’t remember much about this part other than it hurt. I also remember that he took me in several different positions, on my stomach, chest down and ass up, on my side and doggy. I remember that he used me pretty good but how it all happened I can’t remember.

Was it the beer? Was it the fear?

The next thing I know, I’m on my back again and he is jerking off at my face.

“Open your mouth,” he managed to say with a deep sigh.

So again, I did.

He moaned loudly as he shot. The first squirt hit my bottom lip. The next, my cheek. I don’t know why I did what I did next, but I took him back in my mouth as he shot the rest of his huge load.

“Whoa!” he exclaimed and almost doubled over.

I guess he had not been expecting that. I opened my eyes and looked up into his.

“Fuck,” he whispered. “That was fucking hot!”

He finished cumming and took his dick out of my mouth, and I swallowed my first load of “boy cum.”

“I can’t believe you just did that,” he admitted a few seconds later.

“I thought you might like it?” I said a little confused. Did he really enjoy it?

“Do you wanna cum?” he asked, changing the subject.

“Uhmm sure?” I replied, a little hesitant. I had never cum in front of another person before.

He laid down beside me, immediately reaching for my balls and then straight down to my perineum and found my still tender hole. He started to rub it, and slowly inserted a finger. I started to jack off, slowly at first, still not sure that this would work out.

He then picked up the pace in which he penetrated me. My hole adjusted to his fingers and was not quite as tender. I soon found my self gripping his fingers with my hole in time with his penetrations and my dick grew rock hard in my hand.

He moved in closer, nibbled on my ear and moaned slightly for me. Rubbing his cheek against mine he said,

“Your hole is so nice and warm…so fucking wet…did you like me fucking you? Did you like my fat dick inside you?”

At this point my body went on auto-pilot because the next thing I’m cumming all over myself.

We laid there for a minute or two, my breathing slowly subsiding.

“Are you sure that was your first time?” he asked

“Yeah,” I said sheepishly.

“Man, you were pretty experienced for being a virgin,” he said. “That dirty talk really got you off, you took 3 of my fingers and you swallowed my load. And, no bottom has ever rimmed me before,” he added.

I remember that him pointing this out made me feel completely put on the spot, embarrassed and uncomfortable. I must have blushed. He took the cue and said,

“Let’s go get cleaned up.”

As we made our way to the bathroom my mind was racing and overflowing with emotional confusion…Did I really do this? Is 3 fingers a good thing? A bad thing? Was it really dirty talk that got me off? What does this mean?

About 10 minutes later we’re both clean, dressed and the bedroom we were in was back in the state we found it.

Fast forward 20 – 25 minutes or so, we’re back outside my house.

“You were fucking great,” he said.

“Thanks,” I replied.

“I had fun. I hope you did too,” he said

I remember just smiling at him and immediately looking down.

I stepped out of the car and closed the door. Turned around and walked up to my front door. I gave a glance back but he had already left. I hadn’t even heard him pull away.
I had just lost my virginity to a complete stranger