He was completely shaved and his cock, even soft, was bigger than mine.
And wow, he was more of a stud than I could ever imagine. It was too much so I finally raised my head and flipped over to see that he was naked too. He finally started rubbing right down my ass check, touching my balls and ass in a slow, fluid and erotic motion. He sensed it as well and started to focus more on my butt, moving his hands in slow circles, which spread my ass apart and guessing he had a nice view of my virgin ass.
And then on one of his slides up my thighs, he brushed across my balls and it was so erotic, I felt I could shoot a huge load right then. He then moved to my legs, working up from the calfs to my thighs, and as he got closer and closer to my butt, I naturally spread my legs a little. He started on my back and shoulders and it felt amazing to have strong hands massaging my naked body. He was rubbing his hands together, telling me he was trying to get them and the lotion warmed up. It felt like an hour but I heard the bathroom door open, the lights went dim in the room, and then I felt his presence close to me. I laid down with my head towards the end of the bed and closed my eyes. I pulled down the sheets and as I was starting to lay down, I couldn't believe how hard my cock was. I felt as if the room was spinning, am I really going to do this? He tossed a towel to me and told me to strip down and lay face down on the bed, while he was getting ready in the bathroom. He could sense I was pretty nervous, which I was, so he offered to give me a massage. He was about 2 inches taller than me, so 6' 2" and probably 185 lbs. I felt like my cock was as hard as a rock so I let the door close and turned to him. I just kind of melted into his arms, even leaning my head back into him so he could kiss my neck. Do I act disgusted and ask him to leave, or. Using another sports metaphor, it's like a batter at the plate, he has a split second to decide whether he is swinging or not, and I felt the same way.
So I could tell the 2nd half was about to start so I stood up, turned off the TV and said, "Let's head down and get more beer, I have cotton mouth." I was just opening the door when I felt him reach around and give me a hug from behind, even letting his hand lower down to my crotch area, which was starting to grow, despite me not ever thinking about another guy. Again, it was in one ear and out the other. He responded with, "Yeah, I always did well," which seemed odd putting it in the past tense. At this point, it was the first time that I even noticed that he was a really good-looking guy, so I joked that I wish I could have him as a wing-man, as he's probably a chick magnet. And now, we were both really buzzed and glassy eyed. I loaded up a bowl and we passed it back and forth a couple of times, sitting on the edge of the bed.
We got to my room and I turned on the TV so we would know when the 2nd half was starting, then found my pipe and pot I had stashed in my suitcase. I'm not sure if I noticed or not, but he touched my lower back when I was entering the elevator, as a gentlemen would for a lady. He then said, "Only thing better would be to get high, but I didn't bring any weed with me." I told him I had some in my room, so we closed out our bill and headed up, with the idea we'd smoke and head back for 2nd half. I remember even saying that I was feeling pretty buzzed. We each bought a round and by halftime, I had 3 or 4 beers in me and he seemed to as well. We both had long days, so we were unwinding and the beers seemed to be going down quickly. He was also there on business, for some convention nearby. While downing a few beers and grabbing some bar food, a guy in his 30's sat down a chair away from me and we started bullshitting about the game, weather, Dallas and so forth. It was Monday night, so I was happy to see a spot at the bar in front of the TV showing Monday Night Football. I was in a nice hotel (Hyatt I believe) and after a long day of meetings, I headed downstairs to grab something to eat at the bar.
I was in downtown Dallas to for my work, meeting with some clients there. Since this time, I've had many hot stories I'm hoping to share, but there is always something special about the first time, right? This is the true story of my first time with another man.