WAS IT OR WASN'T IT?
This is the story of my first real gay sex experience. I was young, just graduated from high school in fact, only 18 years old. I'd lost my virginity to a girl from school only a short while before. It had been quick, and I'm sure unsatisfying for both of us. Deep in the back of my mind, I knew I liked other guys, though my only experience with them was steamy games of truth or dare, and occasional games of strip blackjack. There had never been any penetration, and I had never even tasted cum, though I had sucked one dick for a minute. I didn't even know I was gay, and this was at a time before gay was part of the vocabulary. You were labeled queer or faggot, and they weren't nice terms.
One Friday night, I took my parents big Lincoln Town Car to town to see about scoring some pot, then cruise around. That's what we did in those days. The easiest place to find a nickel or dime bag was this little club called Lil' Las Vegas. It sat next door to an old supermarket, and oddly enough right across the street from the Sheriff's Dept. You just asked one of the black guys on the street for what you wanted, paid your money, and got your stuff. This time, the guy hopped into the car with me, which had never happened before. He told me to pull into the back parking lot of the supermarket. I was a little frightened, but I did it.
We made our transaction, and I assumed he'd get out and go back around to the club, but instead he just sat there staring at me. Out of the blue, he asked me how I was sexually. Being young, and kind of naïve, it took a moment for me to realize what he was asking. I told him I liked girls. The he reached over, and put his hand between my legs, and began rubbing me through my shorts. I instantly became hard, harder that I'd ever been in my life. My cock felt like it was going to bust out of my shorts. He told me he wanted to suck my dick, and I wanted him to. I didn't want to do it in such an exposed spot, so I drove to the place I'd lost my virginity, a field behind the carpet factory on the outskirts of town. It was grown up with tall grass, and had a path you could drive down. When parked there you were completely hidden from the world. I didn't realize I was about to lose another kind of virginity there.
Once we parked, he fondled me some more, then told me to take my shorts off. I was so turned on, I didn't hesitate, and as I took them off, he undid his jeans and slid them halfway down his thighs. He reached over and took my throbbing cock in his hand. It felt so good I almost shot my load right then. He grabbed my hand and told me to feel a real dick, pulling my hand over to his now hard stick. It felt like steel it was so hard. I don't think it was that big, maybe 8", not that much bigger than mine, but it felt like it was gigantic. It was dark, so I never really saw it, but little did I know, I was about to feel it in a way I'd never felt anything before. Maybe it was a good thing it wasn't the monster I thought it was. I stroked it clumsily, not really knowing what to do. I was turned on, and scared all at the same time. He told me he was going to fuck me up the ass. I told him he wasn't. All he could do was suck my dick.
Before I really knew what was happening, he forced me down in the seat, and was lying on top of me. I struggled to get out from under him, but it was of no use. I was slim, and he was much stronger than me. I could feel the heat of his body against mine, and felt his rock hard cock rubbing against mine. He began grinding against me, and there was nothing I could do to stop him. Maybe I didn't want him to stop, because it felt so good. My pre cum was dripping on my stomach, and making our cocks slick against each other. I knew it wouldn't be long before I shot off. He began kissing my neck and cheeks, finally forcing his full lips against mine. I turned my head to stop him from kissing me. I'd never kissed a man, and somehow it felt wrong. The stubble of his face felt rough against my smooth cheek. Finally though, I gave in, and he covered my mouth with his, probing it deeply with his tounge. He tasted of beer, and I was strangely revulsed, and more turned on at the same time. I gave in to his kiss, and ground my body hard against his. Before too much longer, I was experiencing the longest orgasm I'd ever had, covering both our bare bellies with thick hot cum, the kind of load only a teenage boy could shoot. He got off me then, and I thought it was over, but he had something else in store for me.
He forced me back down on my stomach, and forced his hand between my ass cheeks, and began rubbing my virgin asshole. No one had ever touched me there, and I was horrified. He was rubbing something wet and slick on me, and I realized it was my own cum he'd wiped from his belly. I yelped as he forced his finger brutally inside me, and realized then that he was going to rape me. There was nothing I could do but beg him to stop, and that did no good. He took his finger out of me, and replaced it with what had to be two, and began stretching me, getting me ready for what was about to come. It hurt me, and felt good at the same time. I wanted him to stop, and begged him to, but he didn't. He took his fingers out of me, leaving me stretched and wet. He got on top of me, and I felt the head of his cock against my asshole. He felt heavy on top of me as he began to push his dick inside me. The pain was intense as he filled me with his thick meat. I actually screamed, but there was no one to hear. He told me just relax and it wouldn't hurt as bad. It felt like he was tearing me open. My ass felt hot inside as my eyes filled with tears.
He lay on me for what seemed like forever, grinding against me, not really fucking me, but filling me. It didn't hurt as bad now, and I guess for a first time it was really quite gentle. I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck, and actually found myself enjoying it, now that the pain wasn't so bad. I was hard as a rock again, and knew that I would soon be shooting another load. Thank God the car didn't have cloth seats.
He began breathing harder, and pulled part way out of me and thrust back in hard, causing a jolt of sharp pain. I cried out again, but I think it might have been a cry of pleasure. He fucked me harder now, pumping ever faster, each thrust seeming to go deeper. It did hurt some, but it was a good hurt. I finally shot again, feeling my juice between my belly and the car seat. By the way he was grunting, I knew he was going to shoot too. He pulled almost out of me and thrust back in one last time, pinning me to the seat with all his weight. He moaned like an animal as he shot his juice inside me, and finally just lay on me. I felt his cock shrinking inside me, and finally he pulled it out, leaving me relieved, sore, and wet. Strangely though, I also felt empty.
I sat up, and at first I thought I was bleeding, because something was running from my asshole. I realized it was his cum, and realized it wasn't an asshole any more. I think it was my pussy. He said he bet I liked that, and at that moment, I loved and hated him at the same time. He had raped me, and I had liked it.
I drove him back to the lot in silence, not knowing what to say to him. He got out and walked around to my side of the car. He bent in and kissed me again, and this time I didn't resist. He turned and walked away. I never saw him again, though I did look for him a few times. He was my first, and I never forgot him, though I never even knew his name. I always wondered, was it rape or not. You tell me.