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Once inside I began to clean bird cages. While I was cleaning I told him to look inside the back of the master bedroom’s closet where he would find some pretty good porno magazines. The homeowner‘s son had shown them to me weeks before. Dave retrieved them and began looking at them as I continued cleaning. When I had finished I went into the bedroom to find Dave, sitting on the bed, still looking at the magazines. I sat on the bed and looked at a few myself. Within 15 minutes. I was rock hard. Dave asked if I was hard and I told him, “of course”. He said he was too and that he was getting super horny and was uncomfortable because of it. After a few more minutes he asked if I had ever jacked off as he told me he did. I felt my face get warm as I sheepishly admitted that I did. I had never admitted this to anyone but it made me strangely aroused to confess. Dave stated that he needed to relieve the pressure. He started rubbing his cock through his jeans then asked if I minded. I thought he meant he was going into the bathroom. I said, “whatever”. Instead of going into the other room, he loosened his belt, pulled down his pants and underwear and laid on the bed. He then began to stroke right in front of me. I pretended not to be shocked but he must have noticed the surprised look on my face. He was on his left side stroking with his right hand. He was also using his left hand to squeeze and rub his balls. I couldn’t help but check out his equipment. His cock was cut and looked different than mine. His was somewhat longer and thicker. His cock head was bigger too with a slightly pointed tip. (Mine was cut, just over 6 inches and medium thickness with a more blunt tip.) His balls looked bigger than mine and he had more pubic hair than me which was thicker than mine and very dark. He asked if I was uncomfortable. I said that I wasn‘t even though I was but, at the same time, very interested in what he was doing . He told me it was OK if I wanted to masturbate too. I said “no thanks” and did nothing as I sat on the bed. He played with his balls and rubbed up and down his shaft. I noticed pre cum on the tip of his penis as he rubbed this around the tip. He told me it was ok if I watched and that it was “no big deal“, that all guys do it. He was enjoying pictures of women in their 40’s and 50’s.
He was obviously enjoying these real, natural-bushed, thick ladies. Seeing the pictures and watching him play with his cock made me strangely horny despite never having any inclination toward homosexuality. I was very confused and couldn’t make sense of what I felt. I looked away and picked up a few magazines and paged through them. He again told me it was OK if I watched. I kept sneaking peeks, pretending not to be so interested, but noticing some wetness which was pre-cum in my underwear. A few minutes later he was breathing deeper and he let out a soft moan. He told me, “I’m getting close. Can you get me some tissue?” I grabbed a box of tissue and placed it by his knees. He took out several and placed them just under his cock. A minute or two later he moaned just a little and sped up his stroking as I noticed his body stiffen. By this time I stopped pretending I wasn’t watching and stared at him. He kept looking to see if I was watching. A second later I saw his cock pulsate just a bit as the first shot of cum came out. It was pretty forceful as it shot further than he thought and went past the tissue and onto the bedspread. He changed his aim and made the next one spurt into the tissue. The next few also hit the tissue as he moaned a little while slowing his stroking speed. There was a quarter sized pool of jizz on the tissues and some lines of it from his first few spurts. He then rubbed up and down his cock and squeezed out what was left, letting it drip onto the tissue. He seemed just slightly embarrassed as he quickly got up, taking the tissue with him and his clothes to the bathroom. I put away the magazines and waited for him to come out. He used a wipe to clean up his cum on the bedspread. He then simply said, “Much better.”
As we walked back to my house, his only comment was to say, “You’re going to keep your mouth shut about his, aren’t you?” I told him, “Of course.” This was the very first time I had ever seen anyone do anything sexual other than in movies. I didn’t know what to think.
“How could he have done that in front of me? Did it excite him to have me watch? Why was I so horny from watching? I’m not gay!” I told myself that it was the pictures that got me so horny. In any event, I stroked myself to orgasm that night before going to sleep. Although I didn’t want to admit it at the time, I was imagining Dave stroking his thick cock and shooting his cum onto the bed, as much as I was fantasizing about the women in the magazines I was looking at. I never thought much about it after that day and never told anyone. I chalked it up to simple experimentation and assumed this was a one time event. I didn’t know it at the time but, it was only the beginning.
We had multiple sessions like this over the course of months in which we would look at porn and he would end up jerking off in front of me. This continued off and on like that for a couple years. He had quite a porn collection and seemed to really like stroking his thick cock in front of me. He often looked at me when he came to make sure I was watching.
Eventually, as time went by and I became more comfortable, he talked me into joining him by stroking myself in front of him. I remember laying on the floor next to him and being very shy at first, rubbing my cock through my pants then unbuttoning my pants and taking it partially out. After a while, with his cajoling, I pulled down my pants and masturbated with him. It felt weird at first but good and, once I did this the first time, I was comfortable doing it after that. We would end up communicating to one another so we could cum at the same time. I found myself thinking about him more and more whenever I masturbated alone. I was always impressed with how far Dave’s semen would shoot and the volume, which tended to be more than mine. While on his back he often shot his sperm up toward his head. A few times his first or second spurt would hit his upper chest area, chin and even past that, hitting himself in the face a little. I also liked when he would rub his finger in his pre cum and taste it on the tip of his tongue. He asked me if I ever did that to which I said I hadn’t. He encouraged me to try it. I did the next time we stroked together. I had to admit it was not terrible. He showed me how he was able to bend down and touch the tip of his cock with his lips. With practice I was able to get close to this by laying on my back and putting my feet up over my head so my cock was near my mouth. He did the same thing and even let his orgasm wash all over his own neck, chin and sometimes face. Once he even let some of it go into his own mouth. This was surprisingly arousing to me. When alone, I did the same thing a few times. Eventually I did it in front of him. His cock was longer than mine and he was able to get more than just the tip of his own cock into his mouth. We often would lick the pre cum off our own cocks when we were stroking together.
One particular night, when I was 19 or 20 and he was 22 maybe 23, we were at my house watching porn . He was spending the night and we were staying up late. As usual we got naked and sat on the couch together and stroked. He looked over and asked if I was extra sensitive on the skin near the tip, on the bottom side. I told him I was. He asked if mine felt like his and reached over to touch mine. We had never touched one another and I pulled away. He told me, “Don’t worry, it’s OK. I just want to see something. Come on.” I sat there as he reached out and touched the skin near the tip of my penis. It felt weird but not bad. He said that it felt like his. We stroked for a while and he asked if I would stroke him. I declined. Dave asked if I would do it if he put on a condom. I hesitated. He said he would do it for me and that it was just out of curiosity. I was pretty horny and I figured, why not, and gave him a condom I had in a drawer. He rolled it on and told me to go ahead. I reached over and lightly touched him. I moved my fingers over is cock and he sighed. I pulled back and he told me that it was no big deal and that it was just us and that it didn’t make one gay. He went on to say that, if there were any women around, we would be doing things with them, but since it was just us, we could help each other out. I rubbed him a little more as I tightened my grip. It felt so weird. He was very hard. I had to keep telling my self this didn’t make a person gay and it was no big deal.
After a while he told me to put on a condom. I hesitated and said no thanks. He kept asking until I relented and rolled on a condom. He immediately grabbed my cock and I started to pull away. It was so weird but felt nice. I was confused as to why it felt good and why I was able to enjoy it since I was not gay at all. I had always assumed that, if a guy ever touched me, I would immediately get soft. This did not happen and I had to admit it was feeling good. We continued to rub and stroke each other. It was so different having someone else do it as opposed to myself. After a while Dave suggested we go lay on the floor in the living room. I agreed. We went to the floor and kept the lights out. It wasn’t pitch black so I could make things out. We laid next to each other stroking. He asked if he could take the condom off my dick and I told him no. After a few more minutes he asked if he could take his off. I said I would only stroke him with it on. He kept begging and telling me it was no big deal at all. I was very horny, it was quite dark in the room and he promised to never tell anyone. I weakly said, “I guess”. Dave asked again, “What? Can I take it off?” I said, “OK.” He took it off and I hesitated. He told me to continue. I was apprehensive but I reached out and touched his hard cock. He just sat and let me experiment and touch it. It basically felt like mine but a little thicker and longer. It was very hard with warm soft skin. I eventually started to stroke it up and down. I heard him sigh. I couldn’t admit it at the time, but I liked knowing that what I was doing felt good to him. He started stroking my cock with the condom still on. We kept this up for a while and then he asked if he could put my cock into his mouth. I emphatically told him, “no way!” He continued to plead and tell me it was really no big deal.
What seemed like at least an hour had elapsed before I stopped saying no. In the back of my mind I wanted him to do it but couldn’t admit it to myself or say it out loud. He leaned over and put the tip of my condom covered cock into his mouth. It felt so strange but the pleasure was fairly intense. I think it helped that it was dark and I couldn’t see his face very well. He continued to take it deeper. It felt kind of warm and I could feel his tongue move around. Dave kept this up a long while then stopped. He looked at me and told me to try on him. I was very horny and much more open to suggestions at this point. It took little convincing before I was putting my lips onto Dave’s now, condom covered cock. I took it deeper. He was pretty thick and long and I started to get used to it. I put any rational thoughts out of my head regarding sexual orientation and all that because I didn’t want to think about it as I sucked his cock. Even if I couldn’t admit it to myself, I know I was enjoying giving Dave pleasure in this way. I reached down and fondled his large balls as I heard some soft moans coming from him. I marveled at their size being considerably larger than mine. After a bit he laid next to me, facing the opposite way, and we got on our sides and began to 69.
The pleasure was building when all of a sudden Dave took his mouth off my cock, quickly pulled off the condom and began to suck my cock bare. I protested hard. “No, no, no, no!” He said, just relax! Don’t worry!” He grabbed my legs, rolled me onto my back, pushed his mouth onto my cock and turned over onto his stomach then sort of held me down with his weight. He was stronger and bigger than me. I tried to struggle and slip away but he was holding on too tight. His mouth felt so warm, wet and wonderful. I had never had a blowjob in my life and this was all new to me. I continued to protest and struggle but the pleasure I was feeling was so intense that I was quickly losing my will to fight it. I started to say, “no” quieter and quieter as my breathing became deeper. I momentarily stopped protesting and enjoyed how good this was feeling as he sucked harder and that, “OMG a man was sucking my cock!” When this flashed in my mind I started to say “no, no, stop!” again. I think I kept trying to protest in order to maintain some belief in my mind that I was not gay, which was still the internal conflict I was having. Then, even as I said “no, no, no”, a second, third, forth time, I began to relax, sigh and even held Dave’s head. He held on very tight and didn’t let up. He had most of my cock in his mouth. I could feel the wetness, heat and the movement of his tongue as he sucked, licked and moved up and down. He rubbed my scrotum, which added to the pleasure. I realized I was moaning by this time. I tried to protest one last time but I just couldn’t. The words just wouldn’t come out. It felt too good and I was helpless to do anything other than enjoy the feeling. At this moment I gave in completely, laid back, let my arms fall to my sides and let the pleasure wash over me. I began to moan louder before I realized it. I remember telling myself something to the effect, “I don’t care at this point what to label it. This feels far too good to worry about gay, straight or whatever. I just don’t care right now.” After giving me extreme pleasure, but before I came, Dave took my cock out of his mouth. He asked if I wanted to try on him. I was so completely horny at this point I surprised myself by quickly agreeing. He laid back and I positioned my mouth over his hard, thick cock. I gently touched the tip with my tongue. I put my lips on it and slowly sucked and licked. It was warm, kind of soft and fleshy. I was amazing myself and couldn’t believe I was doing this. “Was I actually sucking a man’s dick?” I ignored my pretensions and just went ahead and did it. I took Dave’s cock as deep as I could. I rubbed his balls, thinking he would enjoy that as well. I tasted his pre cum and found it to taste fine. I started to stroke and lick Dave and build up a rhythm. After a while he informed me he was close to cummng. I took his cock out of my mouth and stroked him to completion. I liked how he took a deep breath before letting it out and murmuring just a little as he came. It was hot to feel his cock twitch in my hand as I watched him shoot onto his stomach. I finished myself as he walked to the bathroom to clean up. After we got dressed we didn’t talk about it. Days later Dave still had not mentioned it despite talking daily by phone or in person. I was wondering if this would be our last time doing anything like this together since he seemed to lose interest in porn for a few days. Days stretched into weeks as we remained silent on the subject. I figured Dave would talk about it later if he wanted to. I wasn’t going to push it. It turned out that I didn’t need to.
During the next few weeks, I fantasized about what we had done while masturbating. Eventually we did talk about it while fishing. He admitted he liked it and that he was open to doing it again. I shyly admitted I was open to more as well. That night after everyone in the house was asleep, we watched a few erotic movies. As usual he was first to pull off his clothes with me shortly after. We didn’t have to speak as he made our way into the living area, keeping the lights low. It didn’t take long before we were stroking each other. This time I was more comfortable with at least stroking. After a few minutes we laid on our sides in a 69 position. We started to suck each other. Since we had already done this I was OK right away doing it again. As we enjoyed each other Dave rolled on top of me and kept sucking. His big cock was stuck in my mouth so I couldn’t remove it unless I tuned my head to the side. I was getting so much pleasure I didn’t care. We kept 69ing until I felt the urge to cum starting. I warned him but he kept his mouth on my cock. I told him again, louder and said, “I’m cumming! NOW!” He kept my cock in his mouth and sucked harder. I felt the intense waves of pleasure as I breathed in deeply and heard him gulp. WTF! My cum was shooting into his mouth!” I felt weird but it was very hot, wild and forbidden at the same time. He kept stroking me as he sucked and swallowed several jets of my cum. He rolled off me and I could see none of my cum anywhere. He had swallowed my entire load! He asked me to finish him. I chose to stroke him by hand until he shot on his stomach. My internal conflict got more intense. “I had just cum into another guy‘s mouth and he swallowed it!” I tried not to dwell on it and made sure to masturbate only to women pornography over then next few days, thinking, in the back of my head, that this somehow indicated I was heterosexual. I couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling that I enjoyed cumming in Dave’s mouth.
The next meeting we had started the same with watching porn, going to the living room and sucking each other in a 69 position with him on top. I decided to try something different so I got out from under him and got between his legs and sucked him. I wanted to please Dave without focusing on my own pleasure. I found I liked this as I could make him feel good, listen to him sigh and softly moan as I concentrated on using my lips and mouth. This went on for what seemed like 20 minutes or more when I noticed his cock pulsate in my mouth a little. I didn’t think anything of it and assumed he would warm me if he was going to cum. I was wrong about that. He had just let himself cum in my mouth with no warning. I felt some hit the back of my throat and could taste the saltiness on my tongue. I began to choke and cough as I took his cock out of my mouth. Some semen hit my chin and a little hit my neck. I spit his cum out onto his cock and stomach. He said, “Sorry, it just felt so good!” I was a little angry but understood how good it can feel. I was still having my internal conflict about how I could consider myself heterosexual and still do things like this with a man. I usually ignored the question or justified it by saying I preferred women, that this situation was just out of convenience. In any event, we continued to do things together off and on.
One day at his house we were looking at porn and I ended up getting between his legs and sucking Dave’s cock while he watched videos. It was obvious to me he was really enjoying himself, softly moaning and breathing heavily. This made it exciting for me, knowing how good I was making him feel. As I was sucking him he warned me he was close. My normal action was to take his cock out of my mouth and stroke him the rest of the way. I’m not sure if I was particularly horny this time, or had pushed my internal cognitive dissidence out of my mind by focusing on giving him pleasure but, I chose to keep his cock in my mouth. I simply didn’t want to stop sucking. For some reason I didn’t worry about Dave cumming in the least. I just wanted to give him as much pleasure as I possibly could. Part of me wanted to feel him shoot into my mouth. I doubt I could have stopped if I tried. He got louder, warning me, “I’m gonna cum!” I kept stroking and licking his rock hard cock and he said still louder, “MMMMMM I’m cumming now!” I felt his cock get harder so I took it deep, knowing this would force me to take his cum into my mouth in case I chickened out at the last second. It was at this moment I totally gave in and let myself completely enjoy what was happening. What could I do? I admitted to myself that I loved sucking cock and that I couldn’t wait to feel and taste his cum. I was moaning in anticipation. I loved knowing I was giving Dave pleasure. I felt the first jet of his semen hit the back of my throat as Dave groaned. I took his cock out just a little and swallowed. By this time there was another jet going into my mouth, this time onto my tongue. I could taste it and it was definitely salty. I’m not sure if it was because I was so horny but, it tasted so good and was thicker than I thought it would be too. It’s volume seemed to be more than I expected as it built up in my mouth so, I started to swallow faster. While this was happening I was actually wanting it to be as copious as possible. He was moaning pretty loudly at this point and he was pushing his cock in and out of my mouth. I loved the submissive feeling as he held my head. I enjoyed the idea that he was using me for his own gratification. The next jet hit my tongue and I swallowed quickly. I loved his moaning, how I could feel his cock twitch and pulse and the feeling of the jets of hot sperm shooting onto the roof of my mouth and tongue. Mostly, I was so turned on by the pleasure I was giving him. It felt so forbidden but, at the same time, liberating. Toward the end of his orgasm I had just the tip of his penis in my mouth, with my lips wrapped around the head. I puckered my lips and ran my tongue over the tip so I could feel the last jets of semen hit my tongue and lips before swishing it around in my mouth and swallowing. Dave relaxed as his orgasm subsided and I kept his cock in my mouth. I gently sucked as I made a ring around his cock with my thumb and index finger and pulled up, getting the last of his semen out. I licked it, moved my tongue around my mouth, savoring it and swallowing it down. I was almost disappointed that there wasn’t more for me to swallow.
I sat back down on the floor as he went to the bathroom. I asked myself why I hadn’t done this up until now? I’ve been missing out. I now understand why Dave liked swallowing mine. I could still taste cum in my mouth as I moved my tongue around my mouth tasting what was left. For the first time in a long time I was perfectly OK and the mental tension seemed to have evaporated. I thought to myself, “OK, fine. I admit it. I’m bisexual. I really enjoyed what just happened and that’s OK. I was already looking forward to doing it again sometime. Why did I waste all that time being hung up no it?” From that day on I was more comfortable in my own skin and felt a little more at peace. I can admit it. I really enjoyed sucking cock and swallowing semen. I even began to wonder what it would be like to have more than one guy cum in my mouth in a row.
Dave and I continued this sort of thing for months. We swallowed lots of each other’s cum and I loved it. I got really skilled at making Dave writhe with pleasure and beg me to let him cum in my mouth. Sometimes I would let him cum his entire load into my mouth, let it sit in my mouth and enjoy it before swallowing it all. We both practiced and got so we liked to 69 and time our orgasm together and swallow each others’ at the same time.
One day, at his house as we were stroking each other he asked, “Do you want to try more?” I didn’t understand and indicated as much. He asked if I wanted to have sex. I said “what?” Dave said, “You know, put it in me.” I realized he meant he wanted me to fuck him. I admitted to Dave I had the idea cross my mine. He told me he felt that same way and asked if I would put it in. He grabbed some lube and put it on his ass. He then backed up on the floor and waited. I was super horny and moved up and placed my cock into his crack. Dave backed up slowly. I felt the tip of my cock his against his asshole. He began to move back more and push onto my cock. It felt strange but nice. I pushed a little and he moved forward and said, “ouch!”. He tried again but he was very tights. I reached out and massaged his ass with my finger. I heard Dave sigh. I rubbed the lube around his ass and began to slowly, gently push my finger in. After a while I was able to get my finger in. Dave was obviously enjoying himself as evidenced by his deep breathing and soft moans. I took my finger out and replaced it with my cock tip. Very slowly and carefully I pushed myself into him. It took multiple tries, lots of lube and patience. Eventually I got the tip in. Dave told me to stop but to leave it in. He felt super tight. After a few minutes he was able to relax. I pushed in further and further as Dave pushed back against me. It was very tight and hot. After a few minutes we began to move and I was going in and out of him. It was feeling very good and I reached around and stoked him a little while I fucked him for the very first time. A few minutes into this and I had to cum. I didn’t tell Dave, I just grabbed the sides of his butt and pushed into him. I moaned and Dave must have sensed my orgasm coming because he pushed back into me and said, “Yehaaa!” I shot several jets of sperm into him as I continued to fuck in and out. It seemed more intense than getting a blowjob because he was so tight.
Later that night Dave wanted to try putting himself into me. We reversed positions except I laid on my back. I slowly worked his thick cock into my ass. It took longer than before perhaps due to Dave being thicker or me being more nervous. After we got going the pain was much reduced. As it started to feel good the pain actually made it feel better. I laid back, relaxed as much as I could and let him take me. I felt so exposed and vulnerable but, this made me very horny. I heard Dave say he was cumming. I begged for his cum as I pushed against him. It felt so nasty as Dave’s cock twitched and he I could tell he was cumming. It felt very weird for his load shoot into me. He grabbed my ass and pushed his big cock as far as he could. I could feel his stomach push into mine. He pulled out and my ass felt stretched but OK. I felt like such a slut taking Dave’s sperm in my ass like that. I felt a little ashamed that I had actually begged Dave to cum in me, but, paradoxically, the shame was sexy for some reason. It was a strange feeling I haven’t quite been able to rap my head around to this day. We continued to get together off and on until we finally found girlfriends. We stopped doing things after that but I still think about those times with Dave. I hope he does too. Who knows? Maybe we will find ourselves with the opportunity to do something again. One can only hope. -->
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