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From: magic@drycas.club.cc.cmu.edu
Newsgroups: alt.sex.motss
Subject: STORY: a Better First Time
Message-ID: <1992Nov5.193928.2470@drycas.club.cc.cmu.edu>
Date: 5 Nov 92 19:39:28 -0500
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This story began during a visit from a man i am coming to feel quite a bit for,
and his tale about his first time touched me deeply, for my first time was
quite pleasant, although not so nice as this... and i was moved last night, to
write this as a present for him... His first time the way i think it should
have been! I attempted to write it from 'his' point of view, i hope i succeeded
in creating a good story... 

              i hope you enjoy,


                     Dave     05-NOV-1992


 This is dedicated to that special man, and he *KNOWS* who he is, after all
  he spent last weekend with me! 
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  I was eighteen or so, the years tend to blur together since then, a
slightly gawky, lanky post-adolescent, still unsure of my place in
life and the future. I had dated extensively throughout high school,
and enjoyed being with women alot, but when i saw that personal ad on
the local computer forum, i realized that i was also curious about sex
with another man.

  I responded to this ad, and started a dialogue, he asked all kinds
of rather pertinent questions, and i used them to formulate my own
questions in return. It turned out that he was twenty three, tall dark
and handsome, at least my nerves reminded me, if i can trust him to
tell the truth. Feeling more than a little nervous, i made
arrangements to meet him at the Mall, two days later.

  Those two days flew by, and upon the appointed day, in the appointed
hour, there i stood, feeling very skittish, a lanky young man, his
hands moving restlessly as he searched the crowd streaming around
him. After what felt like an extended period of time, i thought he was
late, and was startled by a mixture of Depression and relief, thinking
he wasn't going to show, just as he walked up, introduced himself, and
shook my hand with a firm, warm grip. Tall he was, although shorter
then my 6'2, dark haired, and very handsome, he looked very much the
hunk i had barely dared to imagine!

  We chatted briefly, and then headed for a small restaraunt to talk
privately, away from the crowds. We talked extensively about our
lives, why he posted his personal ad, and why i responded. At one
point he pointedly told me "I hope to make this an enjoyable
experience!", and he grinned. A twinkle in his eyes, and that grin,
belied any claims to modesty. He was in effect, Promising me that is
WOULD be enjoyable!

  Not having time then, after that long dinner and conversation, we
made arrangements for me to go to his house for dinner that weekend.
Again, the time flew by, and it was a remarkably short period of time
before i found myself driving, with quiet trepidation to his home in
the outskirts of town.

  I arrived a little early, smelling the delightful smells of his
cooking even as i stood, shivering internally, on his doorstep. He
answered the door with shaving cream on half his face, and a lopsided
grin. He beckoned me in, showing me the living room, and taking my
coat, before disappearing into the bathroom to finish shaving. He
tried to keep up a conversation, but talking while shaving is a risky
business at best, so i told him to hurry up and finish before he cut
himself! While he was shaving, i examined his living room. Wall to
wall carpet, a fireplace, soft over-sized furnishings, framed
lithographs by Tom Bianchi featuring Artistic Male Nudes, all combined
to give me a warm glow of comfort, badly needed to calm my fraying
nerves.

  He walked out of his bathroom, clean shaven, eyes sparkling, and
that effervescent grin on his face. Looking quite hot in a pair of
501s, am emerald green shirt, he was quite the sight to see! He took
my hand, seated me in his dining room and proceeded to serve me an
excellent dinner, including some food i never dreamed i would have
the opportunity to eat. The caviar was disgusting, but calamari was
good, even after i found out it was squid!

  Wine with dinner had done its work, and i found myself loosening up
slightly, relaxing and getting into the mood he was setting. We
chatted over dinner  about how much damage Bush could possibly do
during his first term in office, about the weather, and about cars,
one of his hobbies. After awhile, we moved into the living room, onto
an ottoman before the fireplace, and he lit a fire against the nights
growing chill. He then sat down next to me, placed his arm around my
shoulders and drew my head down onto his chest.

  He lightly caressed my back and head, while we continued to talk,
and i was SO very much aware of him beneath me, his Firm chest, strong
arms and his musky odor, combining into a warm glow. I felt myself
responding and found myself responding to him, arching my back and
running my hands around his chest, savoring the feel of his hairy skin
and firm, hot nipples through his shirt.

  With a surprisingly husky voice, he whispered "It's awfully warm in
here now, lets get those clothes off you", I froze for an instant,
feeling an instant of real fear, of a point of no return. His calm,
reassuring gaze, and friendly eyes, calmed my fears, and i allowed him
to unbutton my shirt. As he undid each button he kissed the newly
exposed flesh, making little sparkles of pleasure  ripple through my
body. When all of the buttons were gone, he quickly slipped the shirt
off my body, and began unlacing my sneakers, taking my socks off, and
kissing the top of each foot as it came into the air. Smiling at this
silly gesture, i asked "taste as good as they smell?" He laughed at
me and took me into a hug, whispering in my ear "You know damn well
you are clean! I can still taste the soap! Coast i believe?", all
said through that irrepressibly effervescent grin.

  After the lingering hug, he returned to my clothing, and began
unbuckling my belt, very slowly unbuttoning my jeans, and sliding down
the zipper, putting soft pressure on my very hard cock. very slowly
sliding my jeans down my legs, he dropped kisses every few inches as
he made his way back down to my feet, and took my jeans completely
off. I felt remarkably exposed lying there in front of the fireplace,
clad only in a pair of pre-cum soaked jockeys. Noticing the precum, i
realized i had never seen myself make so much of it before!

  While i was having this revelation, he moved away from me, and
returned with a small flask of amber fluid. I looked questioningly at
it, and he just grinned at me, and began removing his clothing. First
unbuttoning his shirt, with a little flourish after each button, first
showing and then hiding and increasing expanse of his hairy chest.
Then his jeans, one button at a time, slowly revealing a pair of black
?silk? boxers  as he undulated his hips erotically. The Boxers allowed 
me a glimpse of ample balls as he lift each leg to slide off his
jeans!

   Telling me he feels "it's better to leave our underwear on for now,
it keeps the imagination running", he instructed me to lie on the
carpet on my stomach, before the roaring fire. Immediately i felt him
pour something warm onto my back, and begin to rub it in. I had heard
about massages,  but this was my first experience with one! I fell
into a state of bliss, almost totally unaware of my surroundings, i
floated in a golden haze as his hands relaxed me and fed a growing
sense of pleasure and well being.  After an indeterminate period of 
time, i came back to earth, to awareness of him calling my name,
and i also became aware of the fact that we were both naked! 
I had absolutely no problem reaching out and caressing his 
throbbing penis, the first time i had ever touched another mans cock,
and lightly grip it.

  He gave a low moan of approval and pleasure, and took my erection
into his hand, slowly caressing it in his oil soaked hand, and i
closed my eyes to the intense pleasure of it, and concentrated on the
warm musky penis in my hand. Slowly stroking it, spreading the ample 
precum around the equally ample head, revelling in the pleasant heavy
feeling of it in my hand. I was Very pleasantly surprised when he took
my cock into his mouth, and let i let loose a moan of delight as he
skillfully manipulated my cock with his lips, tongue and throat.

  He brought me to the edge of orgasm many times, somehow always
knowing when to stop and when to start anew. All the while his
erection throbbed in my hand, got even larger, darker, and started
oozing a steady stream of precum. I tasted some off my hand, and was
soon scooping up the delicious stuff as soon as it appeared! Finally,
unable to contain himself, he took me into orgasm. It felt like  i
came for hours, and he just kept on stimulating me, swallowing all my
cum, his eyes shining up at me as i looked at him, and my hand
convulsed on his cock.

   When i returned to a state resembling normality, i whispered, that
being the only way i could talk yet, "that was the great! Can i suck
you?" He sat up, looked me in the eyes very intensely, and said
"Sure!". Rising above me, he slid his torso towards my head, bringing
his bobbing cock to my mouth. Never having done this before, i was
unsure of what to do, but his whispered commands like, "Guard those
teeth!", "Play with it, have fun!", and "Swirl that tongue around!"
all helped tremendously!

  So there i was, having loads of fun (*grin*), experimenting, when i
noticed his balls no longer hung down, but were in fact, drawn up, and
his breath was coming quicker. From my own limited experience i
figured was was close to coming, and i prepared myself for the flood.
His attempts to push me off, i refused, and i met his strangled "IM
COMINGGGG!" with a short "Cool!", and returned my mouth to his cock
just in time to receive my first load! Shocking it was, but pleasant
too, and i labored to gulp it all down, ultimately failing, yet not
feeling too badly as it slid down my bulging cheeks.

  As he came down to earth, he settled down on top of me and cleaned
my face off, smiling all the while, and radiating a quiet sense of
happiness. After a bit, i tremulously expressed a curiousity for anal
sex. His response was surprising, and gratifying. He didn't feel that
it was appropriate to just dive into something so intimate and
intense, "just yet!, Not on the first date", he Quipped. He did
promise that we could also experiment with that in the future, if i
wished (*and i DID*).

  I got dressed, and he threw a robe on and escorted me out to my car,
giving me a lingering hug and a peck on the cheek goodbye. It was
then, standing on his doorstep, that i realized that something had
changed in me. I had just accepted a casual hug and kiss from a man,
not to mention what else we had done, all of which i wouldn't have
allowed before. I drove home pondering this, and imagining our next
meeting,  but thats another story!