Yesterday I had my first gay experience. No, let me say I sucked my first cock. It just happened, but I jerked off over and over again thinking about it. I could hardly wait to meet Frank again.
You see, my wife was away for the week and I drove to Atlantic beach for a pizza and a beer. I ended up meeting Frank Blair who was in town for a golf match at the Saw Grass. "Why don't you stop by later", was all he said and soon I was in his room and ready to service his cock.
Yes, I was giving Frank a blowjob. I still can see Frank naked on the bed with his legs spread wide. He was waiting for me. I closed my lips around my first cock and I sucked as he moaned and moved around on the bed. I still can taste his cum from the first blast that hit the back of my throat.
He kept shooting and I kept sucking. I was afraid to pull off and I was afraid to swallow. Soon he stopped shooting. I got up and went into the bathroom and spit his cum into the toilet. I keep thinking why didn't I just swallow his cum? I had gone that far. I left his room but Frank asked me to stop by tonight. He said, "We can go out for a bite". I know what will happen if I meet him again.
Today I was knocking on the door at the Howard Johnson. Frank met me with, "Hi come in. Let me finish getting dressed and we can go out for a snack." He just wanted to eat. I was disappointed that Frank didn't want me to suck his cock again before we went to eat.
I guess my insecurities, as a new cocksucker would not let me ask, "You want me to suck you off?" Frank and I were soon heading down A1A toward the Krystal. We did not mention what happened last night. We ate and talked about his game today but we never mentioned the sex.
I asked Frank if he was ready to head back to his hotel. He answered, "Lets go to the beach and get a beer." I was disappointed again as I wanted his cock back in my mouth but I just could not ask.
Frank and I soon were at Doc's Bar on Atlantic. After my fourth beer I was trying to get the nerve to ask him the question. Frank was laughing and carrying on with a tall girl at the end of the bar. I was stunned when Frank told me he was leaving with her. I thought tonight was a sure thing.
As I drove home I kept thinking, "I could not believe that I am alone when I wanted to suck Frank's cock". As I reached my street I was still so horny I drove on past my house. I headed back to the beach. Maybe there was a chance Frank would show up again. I parked my car and headed out toward the beach. I could work off some of my homo-desires with a good walk on the beach. I walked for a close to an hour. The thought of me kneeling in front of a hard cock would not leave my mind. Could I be a slut after just one time? I walked the beach alone and did not pass anyone else.
As I reached the parking lot I saw Frank standing by my car. He greeted me with, "Boy I'm glad you're still here, I got shot down." I didn't care at that point, I was glad to see him again. He said, "You wouldn't mind doing me a favor, I'm ready to bust my nuts." I was ready as I said, "Sure lets go back to your motel."
Frank looked at me and said, "I don't want to wait, how bout in your car, I'll keep lookout. Then we can go back to Doc's and get a beer. I'll never know why I let Frank talk me into blowing him in the lighted parking lot but I opened the door to my car.
Frank got in the passenger seat and kind of sat on the edge with his legs outside. He unzipped his zipper and fished out his cock. I watched in a fog as he said kneel here and you had better hurry before someone comes up. I did as he said and was kneeling with his cock in my mouth.
I sucked and jerked Frank hard for a few minutes when he started cumming. Most of it hit my hand and I quickly took the head back into my mouth and finished him off. This time I swallowed his cum. As Frank and I walked back to Doc's I thought, "This is what I wanted."