First Sexual Encounter with a Guy

He was Cuban with a huge dick. I wanted desperately to suck it even though I had never done anything like that. I love it from the first lick.

Backseat of a car with a salesman from ChessKing. Awkward but fun.

15... bus depot men's room.. sucked off by a handsome older black man. Looking back, he was probably not even 25. I went back almost every day, and scored every time, including several more b.j.s from the first guy.

I think I posted something like this a while ago....anyway...I was a freshman in college and started "napping" with another freshman. We were both pledges of the same frat and since the active brothers kept us up half the night fucking with us (not literally - figuratively), he and I used to try and catch a few zzzzz's in the afternoons in his room. (I know this sounds so naive and stupid...) Anyway, I think we first started out in separate beds (when his roommate wasn't there) and then once we laid down in the same bad - really - to just sleep. Well, one thing led to another, and we started feeling each other up (I was a COMPLETE virgin and so was he, I think) and then (I can't remember who started it) but we started playing with each other's hardons, then, over a period of weeks, we tried hand jobs and blow jobs, and then we both realized that we wanted to try fucking each other (after hours of rubbing our dicks in each other's cracks...) So I let him put his dick up my ass first (we used some kind of unscented face cream - Neutrogena, maybe? - as lube. It hurt like hell at first (he had a long skinny dick) and since we didn’t really know we were doing, I think the position (doggy style) probably made it hurt worse. Anyway, I don't think it took long before he came (this was in 1978 - so pre-AIDS and condoms) in my ass. I remember being all sweaty and so hard that I couldn't almost cum myself - but I did (while he was still in my ass, I think). Man, makes me hard and precummy just remembering this... I remember finding a little blood in my underwear later - but it wasn't before long before we were sucking and fucking (taking turns) every chance we got. This is 100% true. Really. I'm not a troll...

My dentist.....I was 18, he was about 28 and hot, and he asked me if I wanted to "go out"......"out" was his house and we were in bed in about 15 minutes.

He was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes, and points all his own sitting way up high...way up firm and high.

Gay porn movie theatre across from South Station in Boston. The movie theatre is no longer there. I was 19 and couldn't hold out any longer. We did it standing up, kissing sucking. It was fun. There was cum everywhere. But after I did it once, I went back for more. It's too bad porn house are few and far if between if they exist at all these days.

If we are counting learning to jerk off etc, age 13 here w my friend up the block. Both hit puberty same time. He showed me how to keep stroking and "that white stuff would shoot out". Mutual JO. Nothing more. Wonder where he is now?

I mentioned it in another thread but it was with an older, heavy, bearish guy I chatted with online from out of state, nice guy with a big cock but he failed to mention he had a trach.

Does a handjob count? If so, I got jerked off by a video store clerk when I was 20.

It was sultry Tuesday night in Orlando Fl in June 1979 I was was driving my Oldsmobile Cutlass down Colonial Drive after finishing up my shift at Jordan Marsh , I stopped at Ronnies for a quick burger and shake and made my way east. I drove past McNamara Pontiac and turned south on Orange Blossom Trail ( aka 441 ) . It was 25 cent drink night at the Parliament House and I was headed there because I was a horny 20 year old . .

I paid my 2 dollar cover charge and made my way to the "Abbey Disco" . I went to the bar and ordered my typical run and coke and my eye caught this older muscular dude ( older to me at the time was like 40) , shirtless , dark tan , blue eyes blonde hair and blonde chest chair. Very Stunning !!! He was wearing wearing white terrycloth gym shorts , ( no underwear) tube socks ( all the rage back then) and old school Addias running shoes .

I was getting drunk , one of my favorite songs was being played " Love hangover by Diana Ross" , I was standing at the edge of the dance floor dancing , older hot man came up behind me and grabbed my ass and asked me to dance , of course I said yes.

We danced for like 45 minutes , he was all hot and sweaty , I took off my shirt . We kissed me and grabbed my hand and ran my hand into his shorts and I felt the most amazing cock with a cock ring ( something that was new to me) . I looked down at my pants that were white linen and I was so excited I had a precum spot on them .

We took a break from dancing and we outside to sit by the lake, he was from Washington DC and worked for the government. He kept telling how hot I was and how he was sooo turned on , he asked me if I wanted to go back to his room , of course I said yes.

We made out , I got fucked for the first time ever ( I was a good Catholic boy so still a virgin , Catholic school for 12 years ) . I remember him blowing inside me 3 times and how awesome it felt , he was really good, gentle at the start , long deep slow stokes. I shot my wad twice hitting my face one time and hitting his chest the second time huge loads both times. I remember being a little sore afterward

I will never forget that night

Mine was a seemingly wrong number. Guy calls asks if I am so and so , I say no , he said are you sure you aren't so and so from the dating site, I say no it's not me but good luck. He calls me again a while later and I don't remember what we talked about but we talked for a while and for whatever reason I invited him over. He arrives, turns out it is someone I vaguely knew who was interested in me and used the wrong number thing to meet. We ended up playing around for a couple of hours, no fucking just sucking and everything else. That was my first sexual encounter with a guy. We met a few times after that and I then started looking on my own and became a big slut.

I was a naive young teen who had been cultivated by a man who also was a local celebrity - worldly, experienced, smart. I was happy to receive respect, attention, kindness. It turned out he was a serial chaser of boys and teens and my first sexual encounter - and many after that - was from his controlling, manipulative actions. My parents accepted him because of his smoothness and publicity. Years later they claimed they had no idea anything was amiss. I wish they had seen through him and come down on him. I ended up with a stunted sex life as a young person, not trusting men and confused about relationships, and it was only after many years of work that I came to terms with it.

This is a downer, but a reminder that for many men and women sex starts with abusive contacts. It's worse the younger the person is, I know, but I was not prepared for it and should have been left to mature and learn at my own speed with same-age people.

In a gay bath house. He was dark handsome and I was young a bit scared and really shy. He was good knew what he was doing. I loved kissing touching oral but fucking was painful. Good memories anyway.

Cool story and photo, R11. I live in Orlando now and now exactly where you're talking about. The Parliament House looks nothing like that photo anymore. I've never been but have seen it from the street. I've never been in any gay club other than the Abbey.

I was 16 and looking at male nudes in an art book at the University Book Store. He was a college freshman who came up behind me and said something like 'I see you like looking at naked guys' and he invited me back to his dorm room. He had bright red hair and pubes. We sucked and 69ed. I was hooked.

my first "real" encounter (beyond friends messing around) was at age 14 at WDW. it was close to closing and i kept riding the haunted mansion because of the cute guy working there.

he dropped his number in my lap, and i met up with him after his shift. we took the bus to one of the marketplace resorts and walked to his place, one of the apartment complexes across 535.

i came first and fell asleep. the next morning as i'm walking back to disney property trying to think of what i should tell my parents, i get picked up by the police. i ran into the guy years later and he lost his job over me. in hindsight i could've at least gotten him off first.

Whoops, wrong thread

He was my best friend, we were 14. He was one of those guys who naturally had pecs and abs--wasn't like we were working out or anything at that age.

We were at his parents lake house. They had gone out for the night and it was just me and him, sleeping in the same double bed.

Usual path--talking about sex, talking about jerking off, jerking off together, I offer to give him a blow job, he offers to reciprocate. We were so turned on we blew each other about 7 times over the course of the night--couldn't believe how good it felt.

We kept it up over the next few years-- he fucked me two years later, but then he got a girlfriend and wanted to stop.

He is straight as far as I know (married with kids)-- we are FB friends, but have not seen him in about ten years. (Geography.)

I always wonder if those married with kids guys who messed around when they were younger ever think about those times or not. I'm sure for some it was just an experimentation and for others they're still looking for it on craigslist.

I used to go to this park and sit in my car to read-sometimes course work: sometimes for fun. Back then I was about 6'0 or so, probably long dark hair looking kind of exotic ethnically and a bit femme I now realize. Anyhow I'm slouched in my car reading and I could feel eyes on me. This guy was staring at me. I returned to my reading and could still feel those burning eyes staring. So I was getting annoyed-started the car and drove to a different parkinglot in the park,and began my reading again. Lo and behold the same guy pulls up and parks while staring. He drove one ofmthose early rabbits or GTIs. There was a bathroom sitting in plain view in this parkinglot. So the guy who is probably 24 or so, (i was about 20) blonde and muscular gets out of the car, stretches and passes my car heading for the bathroom. Except he was wearing Lycra shorts (1990s) and I could see his huge, hard erection straining at the fabric. So I now knew what he was interested in. It dawned on me that I was interested too-I had not had much sex with girls-and wondered what it might be like with this guy who I thought was attractive enough and near my age. (Old men had hit on me before, but that repulsed me). So I followed him. As I entered the bathroom, he was at the urinal staning there kind of stroking-i joined him. He told me that I had an enormous cock-I'd never seen another erect one, so I thought of it as just average. We did a lot of stuff in the park bathroom even though I was scared of getting caught. Mutual oral, and frottage, and using some lotion, I stupidly fucked him bareback (and worried about stds for weeks afterward) with some,lotion he had as lube. He tried to fuck me, but I was far too virginal. It didn't take me or him long to cum. I never knew his name or saw him again.

R21 ghost of George Michael ?

When I was 18, overweight older guy who deepthroated me and pissed on me in nightclub toilet cubicle

ChessKing, R2? Details, please...

With my cousin when I was 13. We were sleeping over our grandparents house and it started with talking about sex and girls. He asked me if I had a big dick. I didn't know how to answer, I asked him if he was big. He said "Do you wanna see it?" and proceeded to pull his underwear down. I showed him mine and then we we were touching each other's dicks and eventually I naively tried to fuck him. I really hurt him, so I stopped. I had seen porn mags with pics of anal sex and was obsessed with the idea of putting my dick in an asshole, but it was not to be. Unfortunately the two of us avoid each other now because we're so so embarrassed about what we did.

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I was seventeen, he was nineteen. we were in his grandmother's parlor. My first experience was painful & I was scared out of my mind.

I was 15 yoa I think. My girlfriend at the time went to a different school and one of her buddies was a guy who was quite muscular, beautiful green eyes, dark hair, thick muscular legs, big chest and had an amazingly HOT ass. He was not feminine, but I had a hunch that he was gay (you just know, even as a kid) and he was very forward towards me when we were alone. This was the late-ish 90's and we didn't have cell phones yet - not at that age. Email was a big thing however and I gave him mine when he asked for it. He hit me up daily - benign in email but very forward in person when we did see one another. He talked a lot about masturbation and whatnot and finally one night at a party he offered his mouth and ass to get me off. I was flustered, scared and very turned on - but didn't take the bait. Months later I was bare fucking his ass on a weekly basis on the down low (and letting him blow me as well). He was gorgeous in almost every way and a very HOT fuck. His ass felt way better than the gf's pussy and I was certainly hooked (if not in "love"). I spent the night at his house many a time; once a mutual friend did as well and we patiently waited until the said friend fell asleep. This was the night of my first fuck with another guy. The sexy friend that I am referring to had swiped is parents KY gel and we snuck out to the pool house to fuck - sometime past midnight (when our mutual straight friend had passed out). The first fuck was awkward - he pretended not to take enjoyment although he certainly did not complain and always asked me to "put it back in". I came inside him that night and pretty much every time after. I didn't fall for him - although he years later admitted to being in love with me during those years. We fucked on and off for a span of 5 or so years over holidays and whenever we crossed paths (we were at different colleges) despite both having gfs at during that time. I look back on him fondly. He married a girl and they lasted about 3 years. As far as I know, he is still dating women now. Whatever the case, he was one of the hottest fucks that I have ever experienced - his taste, smells, the feel of his hole, his soft earlobes, his hairy crack, his fragrant armpits, his huge muscular legs, his tiny penis and large low-hanging balls. Great memories.

Dear Lord in Heaven!

Picture it. My senior year in high school. I was seventeen, and was dating a girl. I also knew I had an attraction to men, but hadn't acted on that outside of masturbating to some of my father's poorly hidden hard-core straight porn magazines while focusing on the men.

My girlfriend had a best friend named Steve, who very often was a third wheel when we were together. I didn't mind. I liked him. He was fun and offbeat. He was there, in the travel-trailer (parked at my house) that we used as an after-school hangout, behind a thin fabric divider curtain, when I first fucked my girlfriend and lost my virginity. I could hear him jacking off as I orgasmed.

Within a week of my breakup with the girlfriend, Steve engineered a way to get us alone near a bed and we lost no time in getting our cocks into each other's mouths.

R12, my second time was one of those "wrong number" random caller people too. I was just thinking no one would believe my story in 2018.

I didn't tell my first I was a virgin. It hurt like hell, no lube, and my ass cheeks felt shredded after.

In high school I became friends with a guy who shared many of the same interests. I just didn't realize how many until we went for a walk along a trail though a nearby forest near my house. Along the way we sat down and I sat next to him. I felt the urge to put my arm around him and he didn't back away. I left it at that. Once we got back to my house, we were watching TV and I put my arm around him and also my hand on his leg, and again, he seemed not to have a problem with this. Behavior like this continued for a couple of weeks and while we were studying together one afternoon at school he asked he I could sick my dick in his ass. OMG! I remembered turning so red that I thought everyone in the room would notice. He moved his leg next to mine under the table and was rubbing it up and down my leg. Thought I was going to cum right there. We managed to meet at my house within the next week and I tried to put my dick in his ass. It didn't work because either his ass was too tight or I was too big. Major disappointment for us that day. We eventually figured it was better if he would top me. From there we were together for the next 4 years. The two remaining years in high school and two years in college. We probably would have stayed together longer but I was a bit of a whore at heart and wanted more experience with other guys. Several years later we vacationed together in NYC, staying in the same room, but we didn't have sex. Glad we could at least still remain friends. Though I rubbed one out last night thinking about him and our time together. Funny that today this topic showed up. Guess it was time to write about it.

My first time was in a public library mens room. Sitting in a stall a guy (who I never saw) stuck his hand up under the stall and I slid off the toilet and lowered my butt down. Directed his finger to my hole, an he finger fucked me and then reached around and grabbed my cock and tried to jack me off. I didn't cum, but it hurt.

I stayed in dormitories throughout school and we boys were rampantly having sex! Me and a room mate would wank together, then suck each other. I got bored easily, so I would get to the other guys; in the showers, in our pool room, at the small, on-campus, post office (the door was always unlocked). I would sneak into guy's rooms at night and suck them. Once the matron opened the door from across my room where I was in bed with a big dick guy one grade above me. The matron paused at the door a while (he had stopped by my room across the hall and I was not in my bed), He must've known I was hiding under to covers next to that guy, but he let it go. I got a great sexual education there.

Gordonstoun was a hotbed of buggery in my day and still is. Believe it or not, I was pretty hot back in the day. Nothing is as invigorating as a cold shower in a rank shower room to bring out our male inclinations. Gordonstoun set us upon a lifetime path of privilege, entitlement, a reach around and some flip fucking. Even among those of us who are still alive.

Lord Cliveden wrote the other day to ask if I was still available for some rumpy pumpy.

Nice story, R28. Esp like the last couple of lines where you describe him in detail. Lovely. Yummy.

7th grade. We just sucked on each other, but no one came.

In 9th grade, I started hooking up with a dorky (distant) cousin, who later became the super straight quarterback.

I had done some circle jerks with other boys when I was younger, like 12 or 13, but the first time I actually had what I considered to be real sex, I was 18. I was in the chorus of Funny Girl at my local theater, and he was another chorus boy a year older. Tall, muscular, blonde, handsome, with long hairy legs and a big cock. He came over to my house one night after the show, we had a few beers and we eventually ended up on the floor. He stuck is tongue in my mouth and I began to shiver all over, and was so hard it hurt. We ended up stripping out of our clothes and once we got naked and I felt his skin, and the soft hair on his muscular legs against mine, I was in heaven. I can't really remember much after that. I don't think we did anything beyond frottage, mutual masturbation, a little sucking and lots and lots of deep kissing. But it was very, very clear to me during that THIS was what was meant for me. I do remember him sucking on my nipples and I exploded.

HAWT, R38!

The summer after high school, i got up the nerve to go into an adult bookstore. I went into the back booths, stuck in a few quarters, and immediately saw a video with two hunky, hairy men with mustaches making out. I knew for sure at that moment that I was gay.

I wanted to feel what it was like to get sucked off, so I went into the open booth of an old black guys (maybe in his 30's). He got on his knees and gave me an amazing bj. I told him this was my first time, and it made him hotter.

He asked me to suck him. I tried but he was just too big for me. He finished me off, jerked himself off, and pulled up his pants. As he left he said, "God, bless you."

I still remember the way he smelled.

At 17 called the gay hotline (pre internet) and asked where the gay bar was. Turns out there were like 8. Went to the first one he mentioned. Walked in (fake ID) and it was like everyone turned and looked at me. Awkward. I ordered a beer and stood there. I was confused because I assumed that gay bars would just have tons of people having sex right away. I was so mad that I had to go through a whole song and dance. Folllowed a cute blond guy to Bathroom. Made it very clear what I wanted. We went around to a corner bookstore. He blew me and I came in seconds. My first thought “ok - I now know I’m gay” (had tried with girls before with no success even getting hard). Because this was the beginning of AIDS - mid 1980s - the guy freaked that i came in his mouth. I will always remember him spitting repeatedly afterwards. And so began my gay life.

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I was 11. He was 32. Ahh!!!!

I was 14. Ended up having sex with my best friend. Turned out he was gay too. We were driven by hormones. We went swimming in my pool at night. Got naked and sucked each other off. Went inside at 10 PM and my parents were already asleep. Fucked each other. Using Vaseline. Neither of our asses were clean, but it didn’t stop us. Shit covered Vaseline was impossible to clean up. Stole my mom’s extra crisco and fucked after school every day. Never worried about dirty asses. Teen guys are pigs.

Any more stories, your old hos?

Great stories, great memories!

I’ve told this before but here goes. I was five and playing soccer with two friends of same age. A guy few years older, no idea how many, came to see it. We talked, don’t know what about. All the sudden he began to catch us and act sexually. He pushed one of us down and pretended to fuck. He also did it for me. I clearly remember I liked it. I liked to feel him above me. It lasted less than minute but I enjoyed it. I had no idea what it was about and why I felt like I did.

When I was 13, a friend (same age) slept over at our house. It was August and we slept outside, about 50 feet away from the house. I don't remember how we started talking about sex, but we did. He first asked if he could fuck me and I said yes. Since he was my first one, and I was more than willing are ready, you would think that it would be easy for him to enter me. Because I was willing and ready. At first, it wasn't pleasant. And we didn't have any lube. It hurt at first and I let him know it hurt, but eventually he was in and we had some fun. We reversed roles, but I knew I liked being a bottom. I didn't think anything of this episode until my mom mentioned, while we were all at dinner, that while she was outside on the patio (she was!!??!!) she heard someone say "that hurts" when my friend was over. While I was struggling to find an excuse my brother, who was hanging out with his friends down the street, said it was probably them. Thanks bro! I guess my brother's answer satisfied my mom because she never brought it up again. I didn't have sex again until I was 16, and by then I had a boyfriend. Thanks to this earlier episode I was more careful.

I was 16 and trying to get in shape for basketball season by running wind sprints at a local park. After a few times doing just that, I noticed the parking lot had a ton of men in their cars. Weird, I thought. Then, after a few more times, I noticed these men were staring at me. That was also weird. Finally, it dawned on me. This was cruising park! I already knew I was a gay and that I liked older men. The vast majority of these men were clearly married and older. That definitely worked for me!

My first time, however, wasn't so pleasant. When I finally got the nerve to follow a tall, handsome guy (probably mid 40s) into the bathroom, he aggressively threw me to the floor (this was very jarring and shocked me, which is why I didn't "fight" back), opened his fly and face fucked me for about 20 seconds before he pulled his small dick out and came on my face. The whole thing was surreal. (Truthfully, I didn't even hate it. It felt dangerous, which was a turn on I didn't know I had.)

Thankfully my park escapades after that one (yes I went back. Again and again and again...) were all much, much better.

I’d like to hear from younger guys now that all the old-school public cruising has dried up.

Where do you meet your “first times”? All online I suppose.

I finally got enough courage to ask the guy out on a date. He was a high school friend and we were both 17. Later that night we went to his house (his parents were gone for the weekend) and we were making out and I unzipped him and blew him for a bit and then he pulled my pants down. He saw that I am uncircumcised and he said with disgust, "I'm not going anywhere near that!!" and he asked me to leave.

Hot stories!

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Jewish fraternity house. One of the brothers asked me if I wanted to crash there instead of schlepping back to my dorm. Hell motherfucking YES. We slept in the same twin bed "in case my roommate gets in in the middle of the night." All that I noticed in the middle of the night were his lips on my cock, so I did the same. Lots of kissing. I would not discover fucking for years after that.

He fell in love with me and wanted us to get an apartment together. I had no idea two boys could live in a one-bedroom apartment together without people finding it weird, so I said no. Which was the end of us as a couple.

I just had my first the other day, in Milwaukee.

More details, R5.

I was 24, he was 21. I picked him up at a college library after responding to his personal on Craigslist.

I was 13 and so was he. We made a fort under our ping pong table. We got in and decided to play "If you show me yours, I'll show you mine". Next thing I know, we're 69ing. He was some non white ethnicity, so his dick and balls were dark which I was fascinated by, I would bury my face in his scrotum and he would squeal with delight! Then my mom walked into the garage and flipped on the light. You've never seen two boys get dressed so fast. We both skipped the underpants, so we could pull on our shorts and shirts to get dressed as quickly as possible. My mom was oblivious we were even under the ping pong table. We sat silently, barely breathing, so we wouldn't get caught. After she left, we resumed blowing each other to completion, but we left our shorts on, just in case. He went home with his underpants in his pocket. We spent a lot of time under that ping pong table that summer.

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What a good thread.

My best friend and I were both 14. We decided that if we were ever to have girlfriends, we needed to become good kissers. So we practiced kissing with a wash cloth between us. After a short time, the wet rag dropped, and we were full on making out. We were grinding our fully clothed crotches against each other. The pants came off, and we were both hard and wet. We agreed to touch each other’s dicks, then lick our fingers. We swore each other to secrecy. I eventually became a gold star gay. He, on the other hand, married, never had a child, and frequented gay porn movie theaters during business trips.

R61 did you two ever do anything again? How do you know he was at xxx theaters?

I had a guy call me in the middle of the night in my dorm from the entryway. He asked me if he could come up and if I was racist. So I asked him if he was black and he said yes. I still don't know how he found my name/number. Anyway, we ended up making out all night long into the morning. Didn't get past putting fingers in each other's asses, but I'll long remember those hours of non-stop kissing. He was really worried about his frat members finding out and we didn't see each other again. UNTIL about five years later, when I waited on him where I was working and we were both kind of embarrassed.

I was 12 and my mother had signed me up for the Big Brothers program.....

Being a sensitive, slight and non athletic kid, there weren't too many options for me. No one wanted to be my big brother. Eventually I was matched with an ex military man who was into movies like I was, he was very forceful and opinionated with me. Long story short, he ended up raping me repeatedly, taking photos of it and also shared me with his friends who were all part of the same masonic organization. is that what you had in mind, OP?

R64 sad story, tears, crying etc... but was he really a “big” brother?

LOL, R65.

I wish the person who went to Jewish summer camp with the beautiful, future-actor son (initials HB) of another actor (initials LB) would come back and tell us the details of his encounters.

It was late in September on my grandpa's farm....

R67 sounds like you were thirsting for knowledge and he had a car.

Who and who r66?

Hot, R4.

It was my older cousin who was a star jock at Hotchkiss and the most gorgeous teen boy I knew, slightly hairy, tall, lithe, sinewy, hung big, and smelled like heaven. It started with me sniffing his clothes and he caught on to it and left me loads to sniff for several weeks and then he said I should try it fresh so I did. As macho as he was, he was patient with me but eventually he turned me out completely into a quivering pleasure toy. All the while he's dating hot chicks and got engaged in his sophomore year at Princeton. I didn't follow him to Princeton and we lost close contact and that was that.

This is an old thread!

My first sexual encounter with a guy, technically, was actually non-sexual in reality. My best friend and I knew very little about sex, but one day we decided that it might be fun if one of us got pregnant. So we got naked in his bed and kissed and rubbed our (completely flaccid) dicks together for a bit to see what happened. He suggested maybe we should try something with our butts but I declined. For a couple of weeks after that we kept checking in with each other to see if we were pregnant - clearly we hadn't quite grasped the whole 'birds and the bees' concept. I think we were about 8 or 9!

It was when I was a Junior in college in the mid-'80s. I went to the local mall, and met eyes with a guy who was probably late 20s/early 30s. Tall, strong jaw, blue eyed, and tousled hair, parted to one side. He gave me a signal to follow him. We went to the parking lot and got in his car. I told him it was my first time with anyone, and he was quite gentle and patient. We made out and I remember the slight growth of beard he had felt amazing against my skin. He stripped me, and then proceeded to suck me off. His mouth on my cock felt amazing and after some time, I told him I was going to cum. He sucked me more aggressively until I shot in his mouth. It was early evening, and as he sat up, there was a glimmer of my cum in the corner of his mouth, which I remember really vividly. After that, he dismissed me from his car pretty sharply, which took me by surprise because his tone had shifted, but I still found it kinda hot. All in all, a fun memory.

Age 19 - College roommate. Still good friends to this day.

I had to make do with this...

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Cruised a guy in a park well known for that. HD had me follow him in his truck to a secluded alley. I hopped in his truck and sucked him off while he spanked my ass.