This true story is about what I believe was the first long term (several months) relationship I had. But before I share...let me tell you a little about me...in most of my M2M relationships, I have been the bottom. I was always smaller/shorter so it seemed a natural thing that I would be on the receiving/submissive side of the relationship. As I've gotten older, that has not changed but I have been the top on a couple of occasions. Not bad if we (he and I) are just enjoying a short term thing, but probably not my general preference. And as far as what I like, it may be easier to find what I do not like. I don't care for underage, for blood, hard discipline (no marks) and probably not any scat. Last year, I shared an encounter where I was getting fucked and (as I prefer to do) I sucked `his' dick (ATM) as he was fucking me. And I had not cleaned well since I was not planning on being bred. In the end (pardon the pun), it wasn't bad, but I'm not drawn to that particular fetish. I like verbal, sucking, being bred, wanna learn more about piss play, love watching M2M porn where both/all are naked, gloryholes, toys (large dildoes), and I am curious about fisting. There is probably more, but that'll cum later I'm sure. I'm definitely more attracted to older, chubby men. And it would be awesome to have a raceplay relationship with an older, full-bodied white master. Again, there's probably more.
Ok..my first long term relationship. I was living on the east coast when I was in my early 20s. I was already aware of my tendencies so whenever I could, I'd searched out the local adult bookstores. There were a couple of bookstores that were especially busy. And when I would visit, I would always dress so that I could be undressed easy and quickly. One night when I was cruising the area outside the booths, I remember thinking that I was so hungry that I would probably have to leave without any action as it was a slow night. I ended up in one of the booths hoping someone would come in. I was watching the gay vids (of course) while I was rubbing my crotch thru my clothes. Someone went in to the adjacent booth (shared gloryhole) and locked the door. We did that normal thing trying to decide if the other wanted to play. Eventually he saw me rubbing my pants and whispered for me to come closer. I did and he just continued to watch me. Finally he told me to pull my dick out so he could see it. I kicked off my shoes and did as he said. And he just kept watching me. He told me not to cum yet and I held back. But he didn't want to suck me--I remember starting to think he was one of those old guys that just wanted to watch me. But he stood up and put his dick thru the hole for me to suck. I just dropped to my knees and started sucking his dick. I remember thinking it was a nice medium sized white dick. It was clean and smelled good. After a few minutes, he pulled back, bent down and told me to come to his booth. I said ok and started to get dressed. He told me not to get dressed since there weren't that many customers in the store. So I grabbed my pants and shoes, opened the door, walked to his door and knocked. He was right there weren't many, but there were 4 or 5 that saw me. He opened his door and told me to come in. When I did, I saw he was an older white guy (early 50's maybe), a little taller than me and he was rubbing his cock (still had his pants on). He locked the door and told me to get undressed. I remember he asked me what I liked and I said I don't know for sure. So he told me to keep sucking his cock. I got on my knees again and started sucking. I remember him opening this pants so they could drop to the floor. There was a seat in the booth and he moved to it and sat down. He had me wait while he removed his pants, folded them and put them under his chair. The he told me to suck him again. As I sucked him, he would talk to me. Not much but I remember him saying things like "That's a good boy" and "That's my boy." For some reason, and not for the first time, that really turned me on. I licked and kissed his balls in between sucking his beautiful cock. Throughout the entire time, he kept telling me not to cum. And it was really difficult not to! Finally, he told me he was going to cum and where did I want it. I don't remember how I answered him but he told me to get up, turn around and bend over. I did as I was told and he put his cock between my cheeks, at the door of my ass and shot his load. I was so horny that I remember reaching back and feeling his cum on my ass and tasting it. When he fininshed, he told me to clean his dick...and of course I did.
I wanted to cum so bad but he was still telling me to wait.
He got dressed and told me to get dressed. As I was getting dressed, he asked me my name and whether I lived closeby. I told him my name and that I did live close by. He told me that he would leave first and then I should leave and go to the parking lot. When he saw me come out, he would blink his lights and I should come to his car. I did exactly as he said and got into his car...which was a pick-up truck. He just started asking questions about me and where I was from, how long I had been in the city, when I starting coming to the bookstore. Eventually, he asked me if I wanted to see him again for some fun. Of course I said yes. He asked me for my phone number and said he would call me the following week. The last thing he asked me was if I wanted to cum. I said yes and he told me to "go ahead." So right there in his truck I stroked my dick, while he talked to me, until I came all over my clothes. Afterwards, I zipped up my pants and got out. And that was just the first of many dates I had with Bill.
Again, this is the true story as best as I remember. To this day, when I think of that first time with him in the bookstore, I get horny. We continued to see each other after that.
Thanks for reading my story. If you would like to know more, please let me know at isaste2003@yahoo.com
Also, and more importantly, please consider donating to Nifty. It is the one place where so many of us, consumers, readers and hedonists can safely explore and share our journeys. You can donate at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
Kenny