First Time With An Older Man

This story is about a time I first experienced male-male contact as an adult. Mostly my early years were spent trying to discover whether I was gay or straight. I did a lot of things on my journey to this moment. The gentleman in this story is Indian, as in from India. 

I was 18 yrs old and I had started working at this roach motel for 8 bucks an hour. He had asked me if I knew how to paint and I said yes, so here I was. He told me he was going to go buy some more paint and that he'd be back later. So I put my headphones on and started to listen to music as I painted. I had just started on another room when I felt something touch my dick. By touch, I mean grab. This guy had come back and I hadn't heard him because of my headphones and grabbed my dick from behind! I turned around ready to punch when I saw it was him. I took my headphones off and asked him what the heck? He asked me, "You like sex"? Nervously I answered, yes, but with girls. Which wasn't totally true but not a lie either. He told me to follow him to the office so he could show me where the paint was going to be. So I followed him. When we got there he had me follow him through a door past the registry desk. It was a whole other room in there with a sofa, shower and one of those frameless beds in the middle of the floor.

I was feeling nervous but kind of excited at the same time. He told me to sit on the sofa. He asks me again if I like sex and puts his hand on my crotch. Yes. I'm so nervous, I feel myself trembling. But my cock is so hard under his hand too! He grabs my hand and puts it on his crotch and asks me to pull my dick out. So I unbutton my jeans and pull my stiff 5 1/2" cock out for him to play with. He gently glides his hand up and down my shaft a few times before he pauses at the tip and gently, slowly pulls down my foreskin. Ooooh, so pretty he says as my pink head pops out. I'm so fucking horny at that moment I start trying to pull his dick out of his slacks. But he stops me. So I just stroke him a couple more times then his body does a little jerk and he pulls my hand away. He came, that quick and without a sound.

He continues exploring my dick. Soft slow strokes, smearing the precum with his thumb all around my dick head. Damn it feels so good the way he has my dick in his hand gently at times, then tighter at others. From time to time squeezing the tip for more precum. You like? He asks. Yea, I say breathlessly. No sooner is the word out of my mouth that my dick is in his!! Oh my goodness! If I had been standing, I would have fallen at that moment. The sheer pleasure of what I felt would have had my knees buckling I guarantee it.

I never believed I would be having this type of experience. The warm wetness of his mouth, his tongue gliding down the shift pushed me beyond control.. "I'm gonna cum!" He pulled his head away and stroked me a few quick times and whoah fuuck. I blew a fountain of jizz all over his hand and all over my pants. We cleaned ourselves off with some towels and I got paid for a full day's work for just a few hours. I wished it had led to more. I really wanted to see his dick. Shit, I wanted to suck it too. But he wouldn't let me pull it out, unfortunately. So this was another chapter on my journey to see if I was gay or not. In my head (then), I wouldn't know til I had sex with another man and liked/disliked it. Maybe tomorrow I'd know because he gave me the key to one of the rooms, wink wink. 

Thanks for sticking by and reading this all, really hope you enjoyed it. Sorry if it gets repetitive at times.