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There are already enough these reports, but I also want to report on my first bi-sex meeting. The story is a good ten years ago:
There he was again. The boring Wednesday evening. Nothing creeped on TV and that Internet As a “source of new effusions”, somehow began to get boring.
Then I asked myself the question: How is it yourself in one tail to suck? – I had been blowing often from women/friends, but the idea found a corner in my head in which she was stuck.
So I started to search the Internet for relevant chats. I then found one in the teletext (for everyone who doesn’t know what that is: look at the operating instructions of your television. As I said, a few years ago) of a well -known private TV station.
At the beginning I only read and answered a message from time to time. Sometimes an answer came, often not.
But if it should come to meet, I knit and broke it Contact away.
A few weeks passed and I read a new message in the chat. It was a later Friday afternoon in spring. I was still curious and my last sex was a while ago.
My chat partner, I no longer remember his name, answered and we chatted for a while via SMS. He was in the end of 20, single and the description according to the handsome.
I was honest and told that I had never had sex with a man. He was understanding and patient. But at some point he proposed a meeting. I got queasy.
But the combination of youthful curiosity and a good dose of lust led to it that I agreed.
We agreed a meeting in a motorway parking lot, which I knew from driving past than almost unused.
I drove off.
Doubts gnawed at me on the way. He really comes? What if it doesn’t suit me? Or I don’t him? I reached the parking lot with darkness and ‘oh fright everything full of trucks!’
Don’t panic, I said to myself. I put mine automobile off and waited. Shortly afterwards another car drove to the parking lot and held behind me.
I got an SMS in the same way: if you in the car Sits in front of me, step on the brake. I did it. He got out of his car and got on my passenger side. He looked really sporty.
We chatted brief. After another nervous look in the mirror, I suggested that he should put the seat back and open his pants. He did that too. I felt the curiosity, my lust, how it started to hike in my cock and his smell.
A bitter aftershave, but pleasant. He leaned back and I slide a little in the middle and carefully grabbed his pants. I hesitantly started painting his thighs to his cock. His excitement was felt.
Apparently he was very much on inexperienced young men. Well, he wasn’t that old either. But I had an effect on him and he had on me. My hand wandered into his open trousers and I reached for the first time for the tail of another man.
And he thanked it with a joyful twitch. I rubbed it with the flat hand, felt the warm skin through his boxer shorts. The tightness of the pants. I opened his pants a bit awkward and he pulled them half down.
We both looked around. Nobody watched us. I put my courage together, reached his bare cock, jerked it a few times until he was lying in my hand. My hand rested on his tail root and I held it in an upright position.
Slowly I leaned over and moistened my lips with my tongue. I was so nervous that I didn’t dare to look him in the eye. Then I closed my eyes and put my lips over his cock. A sigh came over his lips.
Ic felt the bulge of his glans and how my lips adapted to them. I carefully moved my tongue around his glans, as I knew it from the porn films on the net. Then I lowered my head a little further. I smelled his light sweat smell, which was not annoying.
I felt curious about every touch of his cock in my mouth. Although his cock was not particularly great, I only managed to record it up to half.
My thoughts rest. My head screamed no! But another part of the body had taken control and my head started to bob in an even rhythm. I didn’t let his cock out of my mouth.
I got braver, moved faster, put on my hand. I felt the warmth and hardness of his cock. The slightly salty taste of the first careful drops that came out of his glans. My second hand wandered to his eggs by itself, which I massaged.
Then came a really drop of pleasure and promptly I had to choke. But I didn’t give up and hoped he didn’t notice it. I sucked, sucked, licked and jerked his cock. His breath became faster over time and his hand stroked my head, which indicated to me, I do it right.
I have no idea how long that went on, but at some point he started moaning. The drops of pleasure came more often and at some point he whispered to me: “Oh yes, that’s cool. But I’ll come right away!” What should I do? What was he expected. No matter, thought my body controlled by lust.
I intensified my efforts a little and sucked a little more on his cock. His sack seemed to glow, his cock was wet and slippery from my saliva, and our both breath went quickly. “Yeah, I’m coming now!“Was the last thing I heard before my hot sperm Sprayed in several trains in the mouth. I quickly tried to swallow it.
I suppressed the stranglexes as best I could. His moan penetrated into my rushing ears. And shortly afterwards he shrugged with every touch of my tongue. He lifted my head and breathed deeply.
In his opinion, I would have it for the first time Well done, his first words were. I leaned back in the driver’s seat and felt the salty sperm taste in my mouth. I grinned and thanked me.
His hand wandered along my thigh and quickly found the bump in my training pants. He rubbed my hard cock through his pants and soon asked me to pull it down.
Then he reached for my bare tail and jerked him. I leaned my head and closed my eyes. He came closer and started licking my glans. I winced together, already moaning softly.
His tongue licked my cock and soon I felt his wet lips closed around the glans. I tasted his sperm on my lips and tongue, felt his body warmth, how he was hung over me in the tight car and his wet lips on my cock. He sucked my cock and licked one or the other sucked out drops of pleasure from my glans. He licked my eggs, massaged my cock.
It was a strange feeling to watch a man, but I liked it. I felt my cock twitched in his mouth with lust. I still had no sense of feeling but I soon felt how my orgasm was also. My breath went quickly, I groaned and soon pressed in: I also come out of! At that moment I felt like he was spraying again.
Completely unconsciously, I had reached for his cock and massaged his glans. My fingers were soaked in hot, sticky sperm and shortly afterwards I felt the way through my tail, like my sperm. He left him, like me before, and sucked violently when it came to me. I groaned at every splash.
I have no idea if we were observed, the windows were fogged up by the heat. I didn’t care.
Gentleman offered me a handkerchief when he had erected and saw my sticky fingers. Although I had swallowed his sperm before, I couldn’t overcome it to lick it off my fingers. I wiped my fingers and threw the handkerchief out of the window.
We smiled at each other. We sat in silence. Then he started pulling his pants up. He probably felt that I had enough.
And that was the same. He thanked and said goodbye and got out. I watched in the mirror how he got into his car and drove past me. A short wave and he was gone.
I was sitting there for a moment, my cock sneaked. His salty sperm was still in my mouth. I licked my lips again and then reached for my water bottle. I drank some big sip and breathe deeply.
My eyes were closed. My thoughts rest. Still? Or again? No idea.
I turned up the passenger seat and sat in my seat upright, left the engine and slowly drove from the parking lot. The truck’s cabins were dark and drawn with curtains.
Nobody was to be seen. I drove onto the highway and then back home directly. After a shower I let myself fall on the bed and probably fell asleep with a slight smile. In any case, I felt satisfied in the last guards.
I never saw him again.
He didn’t write to me and I didn’t write to him. But it didn’t stay with the one. Maybe I’ll tell you even more if you want. Just leave a comment or a message with criticism, suggestions or encores ..
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