1. He Did it in My Mouth


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Taboo, Author: brynnboi, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    older and heavier men like him because those traits made them seem more authoritative, powerful, wise, etc. It seemed to me that the greater the differences between a those dominant traits and my weak/submissive ones, the more likely we seem to be drawn to each other, and it was clear to me that I was very much attracted to Cal. The following week, on a day when Taylor was not at The Basement, Cal was the person responsible for closing and locking the facility at the end of the day. Just before he did those things, he approached me and whispered, “Stay. Just for a while. I want to talk with you.” I nodded. I didn't sense alarm or danger. He locked the doors and turned off most of the lights. We were in a recreation room with two pool tables and before long, he ran his fingers through my longish hair and added that he very much liked “boys who are like girls.” The more he talked, the more it excited me and I liked his attention and I grew more compliant. Not long after, he asked if I had ever seen “a grown man’s penis” (words that have stuck with me since). I was shocked and quickly shook my head. He asked if I wanted to but being shy and confused I could only manage to shrug. Anything more would have seemed like an admission that I was queer. I mean, I WAS queer but I didn't want anyone else knowing. Yet, besides a brain full of those spinning uncertainties, I had other problems. I had grown to like Cal and I really wanted to please him so he would like me also. Even though ...
    he was a horny older man who was talking about sexual things, he was a nice older man and I wanted his attention. A second problem was that I had been having sexual fantasies of being on my knees and sucking on his cock and hearing him tell me how good I was and how much he liked me. “I’m glad you stayed, Brynn,” he said. &#034Nothing is going to happen that you don’t like because if you don’t like something, then we’ll stop.” He said that he suspected I might have a desire to suck but he wouldn't expect me to do that, but he did want me to see his cock. With him softly suggesting and his hand nudging my shoulder, I followed his urging until I was on my knees. He told me to hold still and to watch and he would go slow. He moved in front of me and pressed his fingers against an area of his pants that revealed that tube-like appendage. He told me to look at it so I would have some idea of its size. I didn’t tell my eyes to stare at his crotch, but they did and they couldn't move away. His fingers went to his zipper and slowly tugged. He reached through the opening and told me to relax and to keep watching and to not be nervous. I trembled and hoped it wasn’t noticed. He asked if I was ready. I don't think I responded. He asked again, “Are you ready, Brynn? If you want to see it, then you have to let me know. Do you want to see it?” When I didn't move, I felt his hand on my head moving it to nod. My head might have begun nodding on its own, maybe because, truth be known, there ...
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