An Actual First Gay Experience (pt. 1)

A lot of times, stories about someone's first gay encounter almost reads like erotica, which always seems disingenuous to me. With that in mind, I wanted to share my first time with a man in its most detail, but without (hopefully) reaching that sort of level.

Growing up, I had thought about men a lot. Women certainly turned me on. My first post talked about that. But there was always an inherent curiosity about being with another man. About touching another man's dick. What would I, and they, do with it. This point is important because it explains things later.

When I was just about 16, I had set up one of those businesses many have, mowing lawns in my neighborhood. I made some good money for a Summer gig. But one neighbor, around the block was different. Aside from the mowing, he had me work around the yard. Pulling weeds, planting flowers, trimming plants. All that, and usually together. Because of this we'd often talk and get to know each other a bit. He was in his mid-40s. He definitely had what today would be a "dad bod". And had that works-in-the-sun tan you can't miss. He was a friendly guy, and made sure I was **** well and given plenty of stuff like bottled water.

It was probably my third or forth visit where, of course, he invited me in. I agreed and we went inside to cool off and have lemonade. It was on the level, by the way. Nothing crazy about it. While we stood around, I noticed a stack of porn magazines on his countertop and he saw that I did. He was totally cool and only asked me if they made me uncomfortable, and I said no. By that point, I had seen a fair share. He asked if I only saw women and men and I said yes. That was that, we went back outside and finished for the day.

Going back, however, he didn't want any real yard work done. He invited me in, and when we went into the living room, there it was. Gay porn on the TV. I knew exactly what was going on. He asked me if it was okay to leave it on, and I said yes.

This is where I said my curiosity was important. This was going somewhere, and I knew it was going to be me and this other man. I was as nervous and scared as I was excited. We sat and watched for a bit, seeing these guys suck each other's dicks and fuck, and I was getting extremely hard. I knew he was because he was already rubbing his bulge. He asked if I was okay with him taking off his pants. In this moment, I made the call and said, very timidly "yes". A few seconds later, and there it was. The first hard cock I had see in person, and so close. He stoked it and asked me if I wanted mine out. I agreed and then there we were. Stroking cocks watching gay porn. I couldn't believe it. Though next was the bigger and more obvious test. He asked to stroke mine. I agreed, and it was the most surreal experience I had sexually to that point. Another man jerking me off. It didn't take long to cum, and he chuckled when I did. He then asked me to do the same to him, and while I know I hesitated, I started anyway. It took a lot longer, but he eventually came. It was a couple big wads. It took me off guard. He said he'd like me to come over again and we could do more if I wanted to.

I did go back over, and I did want more.