My first time by Bert

I have always been heterosexual, with many lovers in my 33 years, never 
really even thinking about sex with another man. The thought of it did 
not 'gross' me out, but it did not turn me on either. That was until 
recently. 
I can't really say what made me think about it, but it seemed that all I 
was thinking about was cock, and not mine. In my dreams, in my waking, 
even when I was with a woman, all I was thinking about, what it would 
feel like to be fucked, or to give a blow job, or even just to touch 
another cock.
I started out by posing as a woman in some of the chat rooms; being 
fucked and getting cock whenever I wanted. It was good at first, but 
soon, it just wasn't enough. I then went into the 'gay' rooms, and got 
my cock as a man. It was better than posing as a woman, because I could 
say what I really was feeling. There seemed to be many others in the 
same boat, not wanting to admit that they are attracted to other men. 
For me, and to this day, I really don't find men attractive, like I do 
with women, but I am turned on by the site of their hard, throbbing 
cocks.
I stayed in the gay rooms for awhile, until I really needed / wanted 
more. I started trying to set something up with my cyber lovers from the 
rooms, but could find no one near where I lived. Many people suggested 
some gay bars they had heard of in my town, but I couldn't bring myself 
to that. Finally someone suggested that I post an ad. My ad was rough, 
but it put me out in the public. I had several guys' contact me shortly 
after the ad went out, and through e-mails, and some talking over the 
phone, I found a man, whom I felt I could trust.
We e-mailed each other a few times, then when it felt right, we 
exchanged phone numbers. We lived about an hour apart, but it was close 
enough to actually meet. He admitted up front, that he was gay, but had 
not been involved in quite awhile. He had been married, but was now 
divorced. His work had brought him to the area, and now, after settling 
into his new home, was ready to have some fun. Bart knew I was a virgin, 
and said that made it more exciting for him. He fondly remembered his 
first time, and had been 'a first' to a few others in the past. 
When we were deciding where we should meet, he really wanted me to be 
comfortable. He had a lot of good ideas, ranging from a bath house, 
where we could spend a day exploring each other, and watching others, to 
a hotel, to a trip to the mountains. The bathhouse was the most 
exciting, but I felt that for my first time, it would be better, if it 
was just the two of us. A hotel would have been the ideal place, but due 
to problems at work and home for both of us, we probably would only have 
a couple of hours together. We decided on the great outdoors.
Bart picked me up at work, and off we headed. He had brought a few gay 
mags along, of which I flipped through on the short drive. Seeing all 
the hard cock, made me even more horny. Bart was my senior by about 10 
years, but he was in great shape, with a deep tan. We pulled over just 
outside of Tiny Town, and grabbing a blanket, started walking. We went 
off the road, and up the side of a hill. Bart led the way, and since we 
were heading uphill, I was able to stare at his ass. It was a sweet 
looking bubble butt, and his 'swaying' back and forth, made me even 
harder. At a small clearing, we stopped and spread out the blanket.
We talked and took each other's clothes off. Lying there naked in the 
warm afternoon sun, touching and kissing had me harder than ever before. 
I had seen many pictures of cocks before, and many in the showers, but 
never one that I would be able to touch. We compared each other's cocks, 
and we both were about 7 ½ inched hard, but even though I had though 
mine was thick, his was bigger. We stroked each other for a few minutes, 
until we were both oozing precum. Bart asked me if I would like a back 
massage to help me to relax. 
I rolled over. He straddled me and started in on my back and shoulders. 
I could feel his prick in between my thighs as he kneaded my shoulders. 
God, it felt great, both on my shoulders and that hard cock rubbing my 
butt. He worked down my back, and soon all his attention was focused on 
my ass. 
He lubed up a finger with my pre cum and slowly inserted it into my 
virgin hole. God it felt good, no pain at all. I actually raised my ass 
up and pushed him deeper. He reached around with his other hand, and 
played with my stiff cock, and full balls. He then slid in another 
finger, then another. God this man was doing things to me, and making me 
feel like I had never felt before. Soon I heard myself asking him to 
fuck me, no begging him to fuck me. I couldn't believe my ears, but I 
needed him inside of me. He made sure that that was what I really 
wanted, and put on a condom. 
His hard cock touched my hole, and sparked jumped in my head, not from 
pain, but from joy. He slid it in slow, and I could feel him fill me up. 
It took a few strokes to get it in all the way, but soon we were fucking 
like there was no tomorrow. I knew I was going to cum, but I alittle too 
nervous, and suprising, just thinking about it, made me relax. I wanted 
this to last for a long time. We were going at it 'doggy style', and I 
wanted it face to face.
I rolled over, keeping his hard dick inside of me the whole time. My 
legs went up on his shoulders, and he started fucking me again. I don't 
know if it was the hill we were on, or my lack of flexibility, but it 
didn't feel as good, nor did he get the penetration that we both wanted, 
so I rolled over again.
This time, we fucked like two dogs in heat. Harder n faster, I was not 
just a passive whore either, I fucked him as he was fucking me. Harder n 
faster, in n out...I could tell that he was getting close, god how I 
wanted him to cum, I wanted to also, but unfortunitlity, as all good 
things do, he came, before I did. He ached his back, and slammed into me 
one last deep time. I could feel his cock spasm deep inside of me. 
He pulled out of me and I rolled over and saw a full rubber of his 
juices. I deeply wished that I could have felt them fill me up, or that 
I could have him shoot them deep into my throat, but in toady's world, 
it is safe. 
Bart then took my cock, and started stroking me. I laid back in the sun 
and closed my eyes. I thought about many things, all of which were 
keeping me from releasing my load. I was feeling guilty, feeling 
scarred, feeling confused...but then I told myself...fuck it, this is 
what I wanted. I exploded all over my chest and neck. Yes, if I had 
thought about it, I probably could have caught some of it in my own 
mouth. It felt good as stream after hot stream of cum shot out of my 
prick. Emptying my balls, we both laid back and relaxed. 
We talked n laughed, and talked about the next time, yes I wanted a next 
time, but I needed to get back to work. We cleaned up and left our 
little nest, and went back to the city.
The whole experience, from when he picked me up, to when I got back had 
lasted about 2 1/2 hours, but it seemed alot longer to me. I 'checked' 
back in. and then went to the 'head'. I was so horny, I barely made to a 
stall, before pulling my pants down and jacking off. It probably took 
all of 2 or 3 strokes, before I was shooting another hot creamy load 
into my hand.
Bart and I tried in vain to hook up again, but work for both of us took 
a turn for the worse. We set up a few meeting, but they never 
materialized. I really wanted to give him a blowjob, but my wish would 
have to wait -- his job moved him out of state. We have not talked or 
e-mailed since.