My First Time

I wasn’t very sexually active until I went away to college.

I fucked a girl a couple of times in High School, but quickly realized that wasn’t my thing.  I knew I liked guys but didn’t venture out to make it happen until my Freshman year in college.

At the University of GA, there were lots of hot gay guys who couldn’t wait to get into my pants and I was more than willing to return the favor.

The first guy was a Junior, member of a Frat who was deeply closeted, but I would sneak to his house when his roommate wasn’t home and suck his big juicy dick and learned to ride it like a champ.  He was the first guy who fucked me and that I ever fucked too.

Pleasure for profit never entered my mind, I was enjoying giving it away to guys my own age too much.

One of my best friends and I would venture to Atlanta on weekends, we would stay with my mom and go out at night with our Fake ID’s to the many gay bars in town.

We hooked up with guys and would meet up afterwards late night to go back to my mom’s house.

In the bars, I was popular with guys not only my age, but guys in their 30’s and older.  I usually stuck with my own age group, but one night that all changed.

My buddy and I were on the dance floor, both shirtless dancing the night away.  I noticed an older guy watching me dance, he smiled, I smiled, but that was the extent of our interaction.  I was not into flirting with a guy who was old enough to be my father. (Or for all I knew, who WAS my dad…. I never knew my sperm-donor.)

Later in the night, my buddy had found his fuck for the night and they had left the bar, I stood at the bar getting a beer when after I ordered a voice said, “I got it,” I turned and it was the older dude from earlier passing cash to the bartender to pay for my beer.

I said thank you and walked away.

I drank my beer and a few minutes later the guy walked up to me again.  He held out his hand and introduced himself.  I shook and told him mine.  We engaged in some small talk, but I remained aloof cruising the hot guys in the bar and occasionally chatting up some others who were around.

As I finished my beer, another one appeared, from the old guy.  This happened a couple more times and I just let him keep buying me drinks, chatting on and off when I wasn’t talking to other guys.

After an hour or so of this game, he leaned in and whispered in my ear “I want to suck your cock.”

Being a smart-ass I responded with something like “so do about 3/4 of the guys in here.”

He then said, “I will make it worth your time.” And I asked “how do you plan on doing that?”

He said “50 bucks.”  I laughed and walked away.

It was getting late and as I walked towards the door, he spotted me, walked up and said “100.”  I asked, to suck my cock?  “Yes, I want to suck your cock.”

He said, I live about a mile away, follow me and it is yours.

I followed and got in his passenger side and we drove off to his condo in a nice high-rise building in Midtown.

Once we were inside the condo, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a $100 dollar bill and handed it to me.  I took the cash and took off my shirt.

I followed him into his bedroom and unzipped my pants, letting my 8 inch cock out.  He dropped to his knees and took me all the way to the base, I got hard in his mouth and he sucked and licked my dick and balls.

As I stood over him, he removed his shirt and unzipped his pants.  I later found out he was 47, he was about 15 lbs overweight and balding, with an average sized dick that he stroked while he deep-throated my cock.

The blowjob was great, he definitely knew what he was doing.

“Will you suck me,” he asked?  I responded “that’s not what you paid for.”

He reached in his pocket and pulled out another 100, I took it and as he lay back on his bed, I got on my knees and sucked him.

Within a few minutes he blew his load.  I got up and jacked off, shooting my load on his face.

I put my cock back in my pants, put on my shirt and told him thanks as I walked out of his condo and back to the parking lot where my car was.

That cocksucker never knew it, but that night started my career as a whore.  I didn’t look back after that night, we hooked up a few more times when I ran into him in a bar, but I learned that night that old guys can be great sex, especially when they have the funds to afford it.

Until Next Time,



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