I had often fantasized about sex with another man, but never had the chance until I was in grad school. For my 32nd birthday I decided pure and simple to treat myself to another man's cock. I searched online until I found an advertisement from another novice curious about gay sex. I contacted him and we chatted on line. He was a black man about my age who had broken up with his latest girlfriend a couple of months before; he was in the middle of a dry spell and wanted to satisfy his own curiosity. He wanted to hold another man's cock and make it cum. This sounded great to me, so we arranged to meet on, yes, my birthday.
He came over and we chatted for a couple of minutes. He was tall, thick, and dark, and we quickly got down to business. We sat there on my couch checking each other out; his cock was about nine inches long and very thick. Mine is only average, but unlike his it's circumcised. We were both hard and throbbing, so I said, 'Here we go,' and reached out to grab his cock. I stroked it with thumb and two fingers and he moaned. I said, 'Great cock,' and he just nodded. With my other hand I pulled his hand to my cock, and he started following my lead. Soon I was stroking him hard and swift, and he was trying to keep up. I was fascinated by the sight of his magnificent black instrument so much larger than mine in my pale white fist, pumping in and out, and I knelt before him on the floor so I could give it my full attention.
I stroked for a minute, then squeezed as he fucked upward into my fist; with his eyes closed and his low moans I knew he was as excited as I was, and I started stroking again with my right hand and holding the palm of my left hand against the head as it dribbled precum. When he got close to cumming he pushed me away, then pulled me up to lie on top of him on the couch. I rubbed my cock against his, then stroked both of them as best I could with both hands, his cock in my right hand, mine in my left hand, and soon he thrust up hard against me and sprayed a hot load between us covering both our bellies. When he started softening, he reached down, lubricated my cock with his cum, and stroked me hard to a massive orgasm, with our white sperm mixing together on his black belly.
He said that since it was my birthday it was time for a second go, and as we kissed I hardened again. He then knelt in front of me and used both hands and our drying come to lubricate me again. I leaned back and watched as he stared at my cock throbbing in his fist, and soon my cum was dribbling over the top of his fist. By this time he was hard again, and by then he had no qualms about going further. He left the next day, both of us drained, him by five orgasms, me by four, with no curiosity left unsatisfied. We met a few more times after that, but as he was a bit shocked by what we had done during the night we only jerked each other off after that, but what glorious handjobs they were! Perhaps I'll share another of those stories in the future...