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My first time with a man

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My first time with a man by RockyThis experience happened when I was a year out of high school. It amazes me today at how naive I was at the time. I was interested in local theatre work and met a young man who was also an artist. He wanted me to pose for him, in the nude. I agreed, and it made me horney to think about it, but scared, too. I'd never done anything like that before. The first time I joined him we went up to an attic room in his house. He had a large window overlooking the street (which he left uncovered, and that may be why I was so self-conscious). He had a mattress on the floor and an easel with a drawing pad on it. He asked me to get undressed and sit on the mattress and he got behind the easel and began to draw. He had me get in position on my knees and sort of resting back on my heals. He had me turn at a slight angle to him and said to spread my legs just a little so my penis hung naturally down between my legs. At first I was so nervous that I was completely limp and small. I didn't dare let any feelings stir my penis because I didn't know what I was supposed to do. At that point I figured he was still just wanting me to pose. Anyway, I stayed pretty still for the next twenty minutes or so, ever conscious of the uncovered window and worrying about whether occasional passers-by on the street below could see in. I could only see their heads and no one looked up at the window. When he was done, he had me come around and look at the drawing. It was a good pencel drawing and I couldn't help but notice he'd drawn my penis larger than it actually was. That made me start to feel horney and I really made an effort to hide it. But I could feel stirrings between my legs and when I glanced down I saw my tool had stretched out a little. He asked me if I wanted to sketch him and I said sure. He quickly undressed and sat down on the mattress. He positioned himself so that his penis was directly facing me. It was limp when I started, but as I began to sketch him I noticed that very slowly it was getting bigger. Not erect or hard, but moving now and then and getting thicker. A couple of times I had to erase what I'd drawn and redraw his penis to make it as big as it looked before I was finished. He complemented me on what a good drawing I'd done, then asked me to stand sort of sideways to him for his next sketch. After a few moments of sketching, he said he wondered if I'd mind pulling on my penis to stretch it out a bit. He said he'd never sketched a penis that was up and wondered if I'd mind if he did mine that way. Now I was really feeling horney and immediately I could feel my penis twitch and start to grow bigger. He sketched me another minute, then asked if I'd mind if he touched my penis to see if that would help get it bigger. Of course I said I didn't mind, and he came around and gently took it in his hand. At first he just pulled gently on it a couple of times, and just feeling his hand on it began to get me excited. It began thickening up faster, and then he reached down under my balls with his other hand and ever so gently massaged my scrotum and balls and pressed more tightly around the base of the shaft until I was literally erect. But he didn't stop at that. He asked if I'd mind if he just took it in his mouth for a moment and got me really hard. So I said sure, hardly able to stand it any longer but wanting to jerk off, or better still, have him jerk me off. He got down on his knees then and took me into his wet mouth and began sucking me, tight, long sucks with his tongue curling around the head and making my whole cock throb. But then he suddenly stopped, pulled back and looked at it, smiled up at me, and said that was good and could I hold it while he drew it. He got back behind the easel and really started sketching fast, with me almost facing to the side with my cock standing straight out. When he was done he showed it to me and it really turned me on more. I wanted to cum so bad I could taste it. Then he said, why didn't I help him get his up and I could draw him with an erection. At first I was afraid to take him in my mouth, but as I slid my hand up and down his shaft he encouraged me to use my mouth to make it wet so my hand would cause less friction. Finally, I got down on my knees and took him into my mouth. He got big so fast that it almost choked me. I thought my cock was big when it was hard, but he was at least eight inches and six inches around. Then I didn't want to stop, but kept sucking as hard as I could, his cock just filling my mouth. He had to help me along by telling what to do because I'd never had a guy's cock in my mouth before. After a few minutes, though, he had me stop and said I wasn't as hard and he wanted to get me hard again. He had me lie down on the mattress and got down over me and took me in his mouth again. This time he sucked like an expert, taking my cock deep into his throat, squeezing it tightly between his jaw muscles and tongue until I was going to scream with delight. Gosh it was good! And then, before I could stop, I started cumming. I told him I was cumming and did he want to take it out of his mouth but he pressed even tighter with his tongue, stroking me with one and lightly pressing my balls with the other, and when I exploded he took it all. Then he wouldn't stop, but kept sucking and I almost begged for him to stop, the feelings were so intense. But then I could feel myself cumming again, and I said, Don't stop, not now, I'm cumming again. He sure knew how to do it, because he kept right on sucking and I came again into his mouth. By now I was stretched out on the mattress, thrusting my hips up at him, all sweaty and not believing how good it was. When he was done he sat back and gave me a big smile and asked how it was. I told him it was the best. Since I'd never been with a girl at that time I'd never experienced anything quite like this. That time he didn't seem interested in my doing him, so after we talked awhile I got up, dressed, and went home. We got together a couple of other times and each time was a terrific experience. But then he moved away, and it was several years later before I had a man suck me off again.