One night, I went down to the laundry building to wash some clothes.  He was there.  We started talking, and we moved inexorably closer together. When we touched, it felt like I was hit with an electric shock. He asked, “Are you a virgin.” and of course, I said “No way mate”, even though I was.  He asked if I liked sex and I made some non-committal remark that only showed my inexperience, I am sure.  He held my hand, and placed his other hand on my crotch, rubbing it gently.  “Do you like that.”  I was speechless, but nodded.  We came closer together, and I rested my head on his shoulder.  With a hand, he lifted my head and looked into my eyes.  I felt lost.  HE kissed me on the lips, and I felt his tongue probing my mouth.
I was enjoying this man to man experience.  I was excited and I was very hard.
He asked “Would you like to get a bit more intimate?”  I agreed.  I felt powerless - anything this wonderful man might suggest I would have agreed to.

He undid my trousers and tokk out my engorged cock.  No, I am not big - maybe 6 inches.  Definitely not a gay magazine lenght contestant.  Some of those guys are huge.  He invited me to also fondle him.
He asked “Would you like to suck it?” and of course I agreed.
I got on my knees and took him in my mouth.  He gently face fucked me, holding the back of my head.  I gagged at him - he had a lovely veined cut cock that tasted wonderful.  When he came, it tasted salty, from memory, and I spluttered a bit.
For the next few weeks, I was ashamed of what I had done, but wanted more of his flesh.  Unfortunately, he moved away and I never saw him again.

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