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(MM, 1st-gay- expr, rom) *** I met him in Greenwich Village. It was four years ago. At the time I was in my mid-twenties and trying hard to be a "straight" male. I was married and had never had sex with another man, but I was long a secret reader of gay porno and skin magazines. From the first moment I laid eyes on him I knew I wanted him to be the one. Our first contact seemed innocent enough. My wife, her closest girl friend, and I were shopping in a unisex clothes shop. Gradually I became aware that someone was staring at me. I turned and my gaze met his -- a man about thirty, my height (5'9") but much more muscular, dressed in a tight t-shirt that showed off his well- developed physique. He was very handsome, with clean- shaven Mediterranean features, his eyes dark and penetrating, hair close-cropped and receding a bit at the temples. The name tag he wore indicated that he worked in the shop. My wife noticed that this guy was checking me out and, knowing the reputation of the Village, slipped her arm inside mine to signal that I was taken. "Good thing we're here to protect you, darling," she whispered to her friend and me. "You seem to be very popular." Even with her gesture, however, his eyes followed me around the store for the remaining few minutes that we browsed. I tried hard not to think about it, but I could feel my face flush and my cock slowly harden. Just before leaving, an impulse seized me and I left my own jacket on one of the racks. So when we left the store and headed into a woman's boutique a few doors down, I had an excuse to return while my wife and her friend continued their excursion. I hurried back to the first store and, though I had no idea what to do or say, went directly to a quiet corner of the store where I spotted the man who had been staring at me. He smiled. "Hi," I said, feeling rather stupid, my cheeks flushing once again. "Ah, alone this time, I see," he replied and smiled even more knowingly. It was clear that he had sized things up and would make the next move. He looked me over from head to toe, pausing at my crotch, where my cock stiffened as though he had willed it. Then he extended his hand, and introduced himself as Tony. I responded to his handshake, and he held mine for a long minute as our eyes locked. I felt my throat go dry. He spoke next. "You must be new at this. Here's my phone number. I'm off tomorrow." And with that he turned away to help another customer. I was so flustered I nearly walked out without my jacket. It was a good thing my wife and her friend were busy chattering for the rest of the day and on thru dinner, because I could scarcely focus on anything but what had happened in the store and what might follow the next day. As luck would have it, my wife flew off early the next morning on a business trip. I've waited too long for this, I thought, to pass up the chance. Two hours later I dug out Tony's phone number and dialed with trembling fingers. "Hello," I said, "We met yesterday in the store. You gave me your number and told me you were free today." Tony instantly put me at ease. "I was hoping you'd call, but I wasn't sure. Thought maybe you'd suddenly feel too married. That would've been a shame, because you made me very hot." He told me he liked to do anything in bed with a guy, and asked me if I had a special fantasy I wanted to play out. My pulse quickened. I answered eagerly, "I've never shared this with anyone before. I have a very feminine side. I've always wanted to have sex with a man while wearing some women's jewelry." Tony told me that was fine because he liked to take the lead in bed. We agreed that he'd be at my Upper West Side apartment early in the afternoon. I busied myself getting ready for my first gay date. After showering (during which I carefully scrubbed my virgin ass and gently fingered my tight butt-hole), I put on a pair of my wife's black panties, one of her clingy t-shirts, and a pair of her denim short-shorts. The shorts were extra tight and showed my firm buns to good advantage. Then I selected a delicate silver and gold wristwatch that I had given her as a gift, trembling as I fastened the clasp on the slim band. A silver choker necklace and two of her rings finished the look. I stared at myself in the full-length bedroom mirror and marveled at how great I felt. By this point I could scarcely contain my passion as my cock strained against my shorts. No sooner had I finished than the doorman for the high- rise buzzed to tell me that Tony had arrived. I popped open the cork on a bottle of champagne. When the doorbell rang, I called out that it was unlocked and turned away from the door to pour the champagne, taking care to point my butt at Tony as he entered. There was a momentary silence as I felt his eyes check out the inviting rear view. Looking over my shoulder I asked him teasingly if he still liked what he saw. Rather than answer he came up behind me, put his hands around my waist, and rubbed his crotch against my ass cheeks. The sensation was electric! Never before had a man touched me so provocatively. Then he gently turned me around as I lifted the champagne glasses. We drank a toast, our eyes lost in each other's souls. This is it, I thought, too eager to wait any longer to release my consuming desire. I wrapped my hands around Tony's neck and brushed my lips across his. Instantly I was in his powerful grip as his tongue hotly probed my mouth, swirling around my tongue. His thick lips felt wonderful against mine, firm yet tender. I must confess that I have always rated kissing as the most deeply sensual human contact and judged my lovers more by the first kiss than anything else. Tony rated as a star! Our fingers intertwined, we moved to the couch to continue sipping champagne and exchanging kisses. Tony's free hand found my bare thigh, causing my whole body to tremble. Not missing this cue, he let his hand slide up to my crotch, where my already-rigid cock seemed ready to burst out. Together we unfastened my shorts. Tony stroked my 6 1/2" rod in a slow, pumping motion. The sensation was exquisite, almost unbearable when combined with his delicious kisses. "If you do that for another two seconds, I'll cum right now," I groaned. "Let's get our clothes off and head to the bedroom." He didn’t need to be asked twice. The afternoon sun slanted across the big bed, and I thought to myself that it was a wonderfully romantic setting in which to lose one's virginity. I tossed my shorts, t-shirt, and panties to the side; my jewelry sparkled in the sun. I lay on my back, my stiff cock poking straight up toward the ceiling. Tony undressed more slowly for my benefit. I admired first his hairy chest and beautifully defined abdominal muscles, then his sculpted legs and thighs. Gazing at him at that moment I could not understand how I had ever been attracted to women. Finally he lowered his black bikini briefs and I was confronted with the prize, a magnificent circumcised cock, about 7" of thick man-meat, its head smooth and glistening with the first drops of his pre-cum. Tony smiled down at me and asked, "Any second thoughts, baby?" I was too mesmerized to speak and could only shake my head. He laughed, knowing that I was completely and happily at his mercy. Tony lay beside me and I let my hands roam over his beautiful body. My nails traced the outline of his chest and abdomen, then I cupped his balls and fondled his hard shaft. It felt smooth and powerful, a weapon of pleasure. I slid down the bed so I could kiss it. "A sweet young thing like you must like to suck cock," Tony whispered. "Taste me." I replied by swirling my tongue around the purple head, reveling in its texture. What an exquisite thing a hard penis is! How perfectly it fits in a man's mouth! I ran my tongue up and down the length of Tony's shaft, pumping gently with my fingers as I did, and I was thrilled to feel him getting even larger and firmer under my passionate attentions. His mounting groans told me that I was learning quickly. I opened to swallow as much of Tony as I could, almost gagging as he thrust hard into my throat until I conditioned myself to relax. His pre-cum was pungent and delicious, and mixed wonderfully with his masculine odor. I paused for a moment. I had always imagined finishing my first blow job in a very submissive position. "Would you do something for me? " I asked. "Would you straddle my chest and fuck my mouth?" Tony flashed me a smile and flipped me over, positioning a couple of pillows behind my head to get the right angle. He pushed his cock into my eager mouth. Now he was in control, thrusting deep into my throat, grunting hot obscenities in my ear. I gasped for air and my jaw began to ache, but I was too far gone to stop. In fact, I grasped his ass cheeks with my hands to urge him on. All I could taste, all I could smell, all I could see was Tony surrounding me, dominating me. And then he erupted with a roar, spurts of salty cum filling my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, but there was always more, and it dribbled from the sides of my mouth. Tony helpfully scooped it up with his fingers and let me lick them clean, for which I thanked him with deep kisses. We lay beside each other for a few minutes as Tony caught his breath. I traced the outline of his butt with my fingers, noticing the little scratch marks my watchband had made where I had grabbed his ass-cheeks. Tony maneuvered us into a sixty-nine position and we tongued each other's cock and balls. I remained rock hard; my hard-on by now was almost painful. Tony could have brought me off in a second's time, but we both understood that I wanted something else so he held me just on the edge. As soon as he began to stiffen again, he turned me onto my stomach and lay atop me, his lips brushing my neck and ear. "I'm going to fuck you," he said in a husky voice. "I know you are," I replied. "I need your cock inside me." Tony positioned me on all fours and knelt behind me. I felt his fingers spread my cheeks and then his warm tongue began to bathe my pink butt-hole. At that instant it became the center of my universe, and I writhed and squirmed under his advances. Wrapping one muscular arm around me to keep me in line, Tony gave me no quarter. I heard myself begging, pleading for him to fill me with his horse-cock. He squeezed some lube onto his hand and inserted one finger to stretch me; as it passed my sphincter, my whole body shook. Then it was two fingers. A warmth began to radiate from my ass, spreading outward in waves. There was a momentary pause, and I turned to see him slipping a rubber over his dick. In a moment he moved behind me again. I gripped the sheets as I felt the head of his cock probing my anus; for a moment I felt a burning sensation, then the head was in. I willed myself to relax, and in seconds the discomfort gave way to an almost animal satisfaction. I gasped in the joy of violation. Tony leaned over me. "Are you okay? I can stop if it hurts too much." "More!" I answered in a hoarse grunt. "I want more of your cock!" Slowly he entered me, letting me adjust to the delicious fullness. I couldn't believe how incredibly tight his thick man-meat felt. Finally he was in to the hilt, and I smiled with satisfaction at how deep inside me he was. This is what I've always wanted, I thought to myself, my man-lover's hard cock in my ass. I knew at that moment I was done with pussy forever. Tony began to move in and out, just an inch or so at first but soon picking up the pace in full thrusts. His weight caused my arms to collapse, pressing my face down into the sheets and my own inflamed cock into the bed. I grunted a contented "ah!" with each inward thrust. To give Tony better leverage, I pushed my hands against the headboard -- my watch looked so pretty while I was being fucked this way. Every now and then Tony rested atop me, whispering more obscenities into my ear about how tight my virgin ass was and how I was built for gay sex. Inspired by his words, I looked over my shoulder so we could exchange hot tongue kisses between thrusts. "Lets finish this another way," Tony whispered as our tongues dueled. He withdrew his manhood and rolled me onto my back, slid two pillows under my hips, and lifted my legs onto his shoulders. "You must be able to read my mind," I murmured at this delightful change of position. Now I would be able to tease him with my hands and watch his face when he erupted into my bowels. Tony leaned down to give me the most wonderfully sensual kiss I have ever tasted. Then he poised his cock-head against my butt-hole and pressed gently. I took him easily now, and he soon had buried his cock inside me again. His heavy balls rested against my ass, and I reached around to fondle them gently. My stroking drove Tony wild, and he resumed his long thrusts. With each penetration I felt our bodies joining together, our souls merging into one. The thrusts grew more urgent and I grabbed Tony's thick forearms. It was all beyond my wildest expectations and fantasies! The sunlight glinted off the slender watchband and cast bright reflections on the ceiling. I drew Tony's lips to mine and welcomed his tongue as it invaded my other opening. As his passion built to a peak, sweet Tony wrapped his hands around my hard cock and began pumping me in rhythm with his movements. Beyond care, beyond control, I cried out, "Fuck me! Yes! I love your cock! Your big horse-cock! Fuck me!" Tony grunted back that I was a delicious slut. I scraped my fingernails across his magnificent abdomen. And then we came at almost the same moment, my body spasming repeatedly, my mind a blur, great gobs of my own cum flying up to my chest and face as Tony emptied himself within me. While he bucked in and out, I imagined the great stream of cum shooting into the rubber buried in my rear passage. After he had drained himself, he slowly pulled out of his conquest, leaving me to savor the sensation of my well-fucked asshole. Tony lay atop me. For a long time we said nothing, but kissed gently. I ran my fingers through his short hair, and again admired my watch and rings. The afternoon sun set slowly until our shadows could be seen on the far wall. Tony saw me looking at them. "What do you see?" he asked. I paused for a moment before answering. "Two gay lovers," I whispered, "lost in each other's pleasure." He smiled down at me. As we kissed again, I could feel our cocks stiffening yet again, responding to their own animal needs. Our adventure continued all through that night. Before Tony left at dawn, I had tongued his ass while he sat on my face, fucked him (though I much preferred to be on the receiving end), and ridden his cock in a marathon screwing session. I wasn’t sure what would happen next. Later that morning Tony called me and asked me if I would like to move in with him while I straightened my life out. Thrilled, I said yes instantly. That was four years ago, and Tony and I are still partners today, still deeply in love, and still fucking our brains out. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 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