My First Time

I moved to New York City just about three months after Robert Kennedy was assassinated. I found a residential hotel just off of Washington Square and was looking both for a job and a more permanent apartment. A lot was going on in the village, but I was just an observer. I hadn't met anybody. In the evenings I usually hung around Washington Square and gazed longingly at all of the attractive women who had made their way to the village. Seeing all of the braless young women kept me constantly aroused.

One evening I had just been to a movie on the Upper West Side and decided to stop by Washington Square to see what was going on. I sat down by the fountain to listen to some folk singers and check out the girls. I probably was there less than a half hour when a rather large man who was making his way through the crowd sat down next to me. The large man started making small talk about the singers and the variety of attractive women there. A few minutes into our conversation he started telling me about the time he spent in the Navy. During his story he mentioned that the doctor on board ship suggested that he be circumcised. During the period he was recovering from the operation one of the corpsmen sucked his cock to make it feel better. He told me that it felt great. He then asked if I had ever had my cock sucked. I mentioned that a prostitute in the Netherlands sucked my cock once, but I was drunk at the time and couldn't remember much about it. Max, let's call him Max (I can't remember his name and always liked the name Max), then told me that men know how the equipment operates and give much better blow jobs than women do. He then asked me if I wanted to go to his place with him to try it. That he was sure I would enjoy it. Well, I was a little uncomfortable, but was also intrigued and more than a little horny, so said okay.

It only took us a couple of minutes to get to Max's apartment since it was right on the park. He lived in an efficiency with a roommate who wasn't there. The furniture consisted of two beds on opposite sides of the room. Max and I sat next to each other on Max's bed and he resumed his story about the time his shipmate sucked his cock. While Max was talking, he put his hand on my leg. I was unsure what to do, but was getting excited. Within a short time Max moved his hand to my crotch. I was very turned on and wanted to put my hand on top of Max's and push it hard into my groin and hold it there. Hold it against my hard cock. But didn't. Instead I tentatively put his hand on Max's thigh. Encouraged by this, Max then unzipped my trousers and took my cock out. I just let him do whatever he wanted. Max then asked me to do the same with him, so I reached over, felt Max's cock through his trousers, unzipped his trousers, and then reached in and took his hard cock out. I held another man's cock in his hands for the very first time. Actually this was the first time I had ever seen another man's hard cock–I had never even seen a dirty movie before.

I was trembling by this time and was nervous since I had no idea what to do. What Max expected from me. While moving his hand slowly up and down my cock, Max then compared the two, observing that his was cut and mine was uncut. I never even knew what this meant before. Mine is quite large and Max's was about the same size, maybe a little bit larger. Since I didn't object to anything he was doing, Max suggested we both take our clothes off. So we did. Max was quite a large man. Maybe six four and 250 pounds or more. And very hairy. I was only five nine and 150 pounds, so felt very small next to him. We got into bed and laid down beside each other. Max asked me to fondle his cock, so again I took it into my hand and fondled it. Max laid back and lit a cigarette while he watched me. He smoked a number of cigarettes before I was finished. Max then asked me to kiss his cock. I moved my head to Max's groin, smelled the faint fishy smell of Max's cock, and put my lips against its soft and velvety head. I then moved my lips over the head for a while and started kissing the shaft of Max's cock and gently, almost reverently, took Max's balls into my hands. Max then asked me to take the cock into my mouth. While Max just laid back smoking his cigarette, I hesitantly built up my courage and, for the first time, took a man's cock into my mouth. The pressure of the head of the cock against the roof of my mouth was delicious. I didn't realize that my teeth were brushing Max's cock, so he told me to hold my teeth back as I sucked him. I slowly worked the cock further into my mouth, withdrew it whenever I started to gag, and then worked it in further. Soon it was quite far in. I was so excited at this time that I was visibly trembling and my body felt like it was going to explode. Max told me to not use my hands, so I moved my hands over and between Max's thighs and over his stomach as I sucked him. I developed a rhythm and soon was giving the first, and most memorable, blow job of my life. After several minutes elapsed (I would eventually learn that it always took quite awhile for Max to cum), Max's cock started to get slippery. Max then arched his back, thrust his cock further into my mouth, and came. At first I gagged and withdrew from the cock causing Max's cum to squirt over my face and chest. But I then put the now wet and slippery cock back into my mouth and swallowed Max's cum. I kept moving my head up and down on the cock for quite some time after Max had finished his climax.

I withdrew from Max's cock, eagerly licked it dry, and nuzzled it. Max then took me by my arms and pulled me on top of him, placing my arms around his neck. I felt so small and so frail while on top of Max. And as though that's exactly where I belonged. Max then kissed me on the lips–the first time I had ever been kissed by another man. I could feel the stubble of Max's beard rasping against my face as I returned the kiss. Max pushed his tongue between my lips and moved it in and out of my mouth as if it were another cock for me to suck. And his hands roamed around my body, lingering on my chest, my ass, and my groin. We made out this way for quite some time. We then moved apart and laid in bed next to each other as Max fondled my cock and made small talk. Afterwards, we dressed and Max walked me back to the park. He never did give the promised blow job

Over the next couple of days, I kept going over in my head about what had happened. I wasn't sure whether I liked it or not, but wasn't upset that it had happened. And I masturbated while thinking about it.

My Second Time

A number of days later, Max spotted me while I was sitting on a bench and reading a book in the park. He stopped, asked what I was reading, and admired the sweater I was wearing. He then asked if I wanted to go to his place for a while. "Yes" I said. "Yes I will." "Yes!"

As we were walking to Max's apartment, he asked me what I thought about our experience. I told him that I wasn't sure. That it was the first time I'd ever had sex with a man and just didn't know what to think. I then added that I couldn't get some of what we did out of my head. Max asked what and I told him mainly holding and sucking another man's cock. And that I also couldn't stop thinking about having his body against mine. And feeling his tongue in my mouth as he kissed me and fondled my body. I wasn't sure how much I should tell him, so didn't mention that I also couldn't stop thinking about the way Max's cock smelled and how much I liked the smell and taste of Max's cum. As I was talking, my cock was visibly hard. Max then steered me into an entrance of a nearby building and kissed me on the mouth, working his tongue between my lips, and putting his hand over my groin. Very excited, I put my arms around his neck and warmly returned the kiss. Max then broke the kiss off. He later told me that he considered asking me to give him a blow job right there, but he wanted much more from me. There would always be another time for a quick blow job. Hopefully, many more times. He wanted to see me nude and have my body next to his. And to feel my lips around his cock as I sucked it. And maybe more. He'd see how much I was willing to do. Maybe even if I wasn't willing.

After we entered Max's apartment, Max again took me into his arms and kissed me. I again put my arms around Max's neck and returned the kiss. While kissing me, Max also felt up my ass and fondled my crotch. I moaned at Max's touch as he moved his hands under my sweater and squeezed and fondled my chest. I'm sure that Max realized I was putty in his hands and would to anything he asked me to. And Max was going ask an awful lot of me before he was finished with this new toy.

Max then helped me out of my sweater and told me to get undressed. So I took my shoes and socks off and slipped out of my trousers and undershorts. I was hard by this time. Max just watched me undress and commented on how beautiful my cock looked. He then asked me to help him undress. I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off of him and kissed his chest. I then knelt down in front of him (this became my favorite position in the future) and took off each of his loafers and socks. Still kneeling, I then put my hand on Max's groin and fondled the outline of an obviously hard cock. I leaned over and kissed the fabric that covered the cock and then nuzzled it. I undid his belt, unzipped his trousers, and slipped his trousers off. I then reached up and slid his undershorts off, revealing Max's fully erect cock. At this point he pulled me up, placed my arms around his neck, and pulled my body hard against him. He then proceeded to kiss me on the lips and inserted his tongue into my mouth. While doing this Max also took my cock in his hand and began to fondle it. I squirmed against him and worked my body into his. He then guided me to the bed and laid down, pulling me on top of him–never removing his lips from mine or his tongue from my mouth as his did this. I, who had been more or less passive the whole time, then reached down and took Max's cock into my hand and started to fondle it. I broke off the kiss, moved down toward the foot of the bed, and proceeded to kiss and nuzzle Max's cock. I put my lips to the head of the cock and slowly worked it into my mouth. After I had the cock entirely in my mouth, I pulled back, looked up at Max, and asked what to do to make it better for him. Asked him to tell me how to give a good blow job.

Max then just laid back, lit a cigarette, and told me to just do what I was doing. That he'd tell me what to do as I sucked his cock. As I put my lips around the cock and worked it entirely into my mouth he had to warn me about my teeth again. I then proceeded to suck his cock. He suggested that I use my tongue. To wrap my tongue around the head of his cock as I moved my head up and down. Max also asked me to wet a finger and work it into his ass as I sucked his cock. He then instructed me to suck slower. To make it last as long as possible. After several minutes, he then told me that he was going to cum so I should suck faster.

My Story Continues

During this, the sixth time we were together, Max inserted his finger into my ass as I sucked his cock. Max proceeded to work his finger back and forth for some time and then inserted a second finger. I didn't realize it but he had put a jelly onto his fingers before he did this. At the right moment he pulled me away from his cock, forced my body face down on the bed, and climbed on top of me. Max then put jelly on his erect cock and slowly inserted it into my ass. I had been hoping that Max would eventually fuck me, so had been preparing myself by inserting my own fingers in my ass while I masturbated. Now that it was actually happening, I didn't feel any pain. While I wasn't sure what I thought about being fucked, it wasn't unpleasant. In fact, I sort of liked it. Or maybe I just liked the idea of being fucked. Whatever, Max fucked me rigorously for several minutes and then let out a loud grunt when he finally came. And when he pulled his cock out I almost swooned it felt so good. He then got off of me, laid on his back, lit a cigarette, and instructed me to take his cock into my mouth and clean it. This wasn't something I was about to do, so hesitated. Max then grabbed my head and forced my face to his groin. His cock smelled like shit. Again I hesitated so Max forced me to take his cock in my mouth. It was horrible. I gagged, attempted to move away, but finally started sucking his cock. While I was doing this Max commented that my cock was hard. That, unbelievably, I was turned on by this. I then licked Max's cock clean. I had a foul taste in my mouth and shook my head from side to side. Max, evidently not about to let an opportunity pass, then moved onto his stomach and instructed me to lick his ass. To rim him. I then leaned over and tentatively licked the length of his ass. It was a lot better than what I had just done. And it didn't have any taste whatsoever. After a minute or two of doing this, I discovered that I was enjoying it. In fact, without being prompted, I inserted my tongue into his asshole. I then worked my tongue in and out of his asshole just as though I was fucking him. Max let me rim him for several minutes and then moved away, pulled me on top of him, passionately kissed me on the lips, and pushed his tongue into my mouth.

New Developments

We had been having sex four or five times a week for the last seven months. We always made out first, I enjoyed this part very much, and then I would either suck Max's cock until he came or as a prelude to being fucked by Max. I liked being fucked doggie style best, but Max preferred to have me face down on the bed. This evening Max had chosen to fuck me his way and was on top of me when his roommate, Andy (I remember his name for some reason), came into the apartment. This was the first time Andy had been there while Max had me with him. I had been concentrating on feeling Max's cock move back and forth in my ass and the weight of Max on top of me so didn't realize for several minutes that somebody was watching us. When I did, I became extremely excited.

Andy was a big man. Not in the way that Max was big though. He was shorter and very fat. And somewhat repulsive to look at. Well, Andy just sat down on his own bed and watched us have sex. Andy, who was straight, fondled his cock through his trousers as he watched us. And this excited me. Evidently it also excited Max since he came much quicker than was normal for him. Max then rolled off of me and acknowledged Andy. And he seemed to be extremely pleased to see Andy fondling himself through his trousers. Max, knowing that Andy had never had any sexual contact whatsoever with another man, then asked Andy if he wanted me to give him a blow job. He mentioned that I was very good at it. In fact I might be the best cocksucker he's ever had.

Andy was taken back by this, but couldn't take his eyes off of me. He had never had sex without paying for it. And never with another man. And he was very turned on by what he saw. Later on I was to learn that he was turned on by me. That he had never seen a man with who looked at him with such lust. Actually, he had never seen anybody who wanted him sexually. So Andy just nervously nodded yes.

I, who at this time had only sucked one man's cock, was eager to try another. When Max instructed me to give Andy a blow job, I didn't hesitate. However, Max also instructed me to crawl on my hands and knees across the room to where Andy was sitting. So I moved off the bed and proceeded to crawl to Andy. When I reached Andy, I knelt between Andy's legs and then fondled his cock through his trousers. I then leaned over and kissed the bulge in his trousers, undid his belt, and unzipped his trousers. I then slowly pulled Andy's trousers and shorts down to his ankles. Andy's cock was smaller than either Max's or mine. But bigger around. And uncut. I took Andy's erect cock into my hand and moved my hand up and down. As I leaned over to kiss his cock the smell was extremely repulsive, like a mixture of old urine and stale fish. I gagged a little, but still kissed his cock. I then licked the head of his cock and could taste the urine. To stop myself from gagging, I then took the cock quickly into my mouth and started sucking it to dilute the taste and eliminate the smell. After a minute or two of this I had developed a liking for both the smell and taste. In fact, it was a smell and taste I would crave in the future. I then gave Andy the best blow job I was capable of. I teased the head of his cock with my tongue at first, deep throated it, and slowly moved my head up and down to prolong Andy's pleasure. Once I was aware that Andy wasn't too far from cumming, I then sped everything up and used my tongue more to increase the sensation. Still, I was a little unprepared when Andy came and most of the cum ended up on my face. But I just continued to suck his cock until I swallowed all of the remaining cum. Afterwards I licked his cock clean and took each of his balls into my mouth. I was going to suggest that Andy turn over so I could rim him, but then remembered how unwashed his cock was and thought better of it. This didn't escape Max though and he then suggested that Andy get on his hands and knees so I could rim him. Andy, now satisfied and unsure what he thought of the whole thing, about letting another man suck his cock, declined.

Other Developments

While walking back to my apartment, I kept going over what had happened with Andy and didn't notice two black men following me. As I took a short cut next to a construction site, I was jarred by hands grabbing my arms on both sides. The two black men, each much larger than me, then dragged me behind some plywood that screened the construction site. "Shit," I thought, "I'm being mugged." One of the black men muttered "We're going to enjoy this cocksucker." One of them, the bigger of the two, then forced me to my knees in front of him. He then said "What are you waiting for? You know what to do." Realizing what the men wanted, that I'd have to satisfy both of the men, I reached up and undid the man's belt, unzipped and pulled down his jeans, and took his erect cock out. When I saw it I gasped. The cock was much larger than either Max's or mine. And it smelled foul. A much different smell than Andy's. I wasn't sure I could get my lips around his cock, but eventually worked it as far as I could into my mouth. I definitely wasn't going to deep throat this cock. I then used my lips and tongue to satisfy the man as much as possible. And I had to admit that the pressure of his cock against the roof of my mouth was wonderful. After only a couple of minutes the man came into my mouth. Since the cock had completely filled my mouth I had to jerk my head back so I could breathe. The cum went all over my face and onto my clothes. The man then instructed me to lick his cock clean, which I proceeded to do. He then stepped aside as the other man stood in front of me. This man said "What are you waiting for cocksucker!" I then undid and pulled down the man's trousers and undershorts, and took his cock into my hands. This cock was much more manageable in size, but still larger than either Max's or mine. And the cock didn't smell. Well, at least it didn't smell bad. I didn't hesitate, but just took the cock into my mouth and proceeded to give the best blow job I could. As my head was bobbing up and down on his cock, I realized that my own cock was hard. He then took my head into his hands and began fucking my face. I had a hard time breathing, but didn't have any choice. The back of my mouth was bruised as his cock hit it. He seemed to take forever and my lips became numb. When he finally came, his cum squirted both in my mouth and over my face and clothes. And he seemed to just keep on cumming. More cum than I thought was possible.

Once he had finished and moved away from me, both men started chuckling. The first man, whose cock was still out, then instructed me to close my eyes and open my mouth. Once I did this the man proceeded to piss into my mouth. I gasped and drank some of the pee before I attempted to turn my head away. When I did the second man started peeing onto my face and said "Open your mouth bitch!" I reopened my mouth and let both men piss into it, swallowing most of the pee. When they finished, I just knelt there waiting for whatever other indignities they were going to inflict on me. But the men just tucked their cocks in, one said "Good job cocksucker," and they left. They didn't even take my wallet. I didn't move for several minutes. I then took my cock out and masturbated. When I finished, I stood up shakily and made my way out of the construction site. Thankfully nobody was around. I then walked the few blocks to my apartment. Once there I took off all of my clothes and put them into a plastic bag that I could dispose of later. I went into the bathroom intending to take a shower, but just stood there as I realized that I had liked being abused and being forced to suck these men's cocks. I then put my head down to my chest and smelled the pee. My cock was hard again. What had happened had been a total turnon. I sat down on the toilet as this realization went through my mind. I then licked every part of me I could reach to taste their pee. And I once again masturbated. But this time I came into my hand and licked it clean.

After I had showered and brushed my teeth I just laid in bed thinking about what had happened. Both with Andy and the two black men. I couldn't get what I had done, what had been done to me, out of my mind. I then got up and undid the plastic bag my pissed drenched clothes were in. I took my shirt out, smelled it, and was hard again. I realized that I liked having somebody both cum and pee into my mouth and on me. It confused me that I didn't have the same feeling about the times Max came into my mouth. But then I realized that, other than the very first time I had sucked Max's cock, he had always cum onto the back of my mouth. A place where I could barely taste it. And that I craved both the smell and taste of cum and pee. And I wanted more. Something very confusing was happening to me. Something I didn't understand at all.