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It had been a couple of weeks since James and I hooked up. I had thought about it alot and still was very attraced to the fact that I had made out with a guy and sucked his dick but I still had many reservations. Well, alcohol took care of that. One weekend evening after I had had a few drinks I was on my way home and my car just sort of went by James' apartment. It was still a bit warm and I noticed his windows were open. With the assistance of the courtard light I saw him reclining on the couch in just a pair of jeans. I was going to ring the bell but instead I softly called his name through the window.
He was a bit startled (who wouldn't be) but when he found out it was me he let me right in. We engaged in small talk for a bit but he knew why I had stopped by and, within minutes, I was kissing him while my hand dropped down and caressed his cock through the denim. He was already hard and it was all I could do to keep from dropping to my knees right there. He said, "wait a minute" and we composed ourselves for a bit. He asked me what was going on and I said that I was still curious about gay sex. He said, "Well what do you want to do?" and I said, "Do you have some movies we could watch?"
We went into his bedroom and got undressed. Both of us were very aroused and we laid back on the bed while he hit the remote. I can't remember what the movie was about because we were making out shortly after it started. I really wanted to go down on him and this time I was very conscious about what I was doing. His cock wasn't the thickest but it was quite long; I'd reckon about eight inches. ( right now I'm thinking about that moment). I sucked and licked him for some time and soon he moved around and took my 6.5 in his mouth in a 69. We rolled around a bit and he ended up on top. I remember the feeling so well...his hard cock in my mouth, my hands feeling his ass, while his mouth did things too me I still dream about today.
He stopped sucking me and came back up to my face. I grudingly let his cock leave my mouth only to have it replaced by his tounge. He asked me to roll over and I began to recieve a rim job that was unreal. He wormed a finger into my ass from time to time and it was clear to me that he really wanted to fuck me. A good part of me wanted it too. Alot! But, I still just couldn't make that step. That part of me was scared and afraid won out and I denied him again. I wasn't being a tease...I really wanted to but I just couldn't. James, always the gentleman, then went back to work on my cock and I on his. I was so excited that I came very quickly. He said, "I'll be right back" and went to the bathroom.
He came back with a warm washcloth and cleaned me up. I felt really good but I could feel my "I just had sex with a guy" freakout coming. Looking back, I wish I would have stayed the night, feeling his smooth body next to me, kissing him good night and good morning. I didn't. I hurridly grabbed my things and said my thanks and drove off into the night. The thing was, I couldn't get him out of my mind. I went back to my place and stroked myself to another orgasm wishing that James was there. I'm such an idiot. I would see James again, under similar circumstances.....
To be continued...
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