Your Reaction to your First Man-to-Man sex

[+ imagooddog]

What was your reaction to your first man-to-man sex experience? I don't mean as kids "show me yours, I'll show you mine", Was it fear, confusion, pleasure, guilt, I'll never do it again, or what?

I knew I liked men from the time I was 12 and wanted to cuddle with a man but had not idea that they could have sex together, I did not even know anything about sex. When I was 15 a guy about 25 picked men up, I went to a hotel room with him and he was all over me, kissing me deeply and licking my body, dick, face, ears and neck.

I loved it but it scared me also. I felt little disgusted but also loved the pleasure of it, and this continued monthly for about a year and I was finally able to get myself to suck him (I look back now and realize what a

beautiful cock he had). But as much as I liked it I felt guilty somehow for a long time. Maybe my Baptist

upbringing.

[+ Truereview]

I had a lot of flings with guys while growing up, but real man-to-man sex came at 20. I took an ad on a personals section of a local LGBT friendly mag. I described myself so accurately (dumb ass me), that two girls I was friendly with outed me to our circle of friends. I had ad respondents, but I never mustered the courage to pursue them; however, I did take the opportunity to bed one of the girl's Boyfriends. Revenge is best served thru your loved ones

 

He was blond, hairy, insatiable and vers ( Hence my penchant for this type). We fucked an entire weekend. I made sure give him the biggest hickey east of the Mississippi when he left. I've been a slut ever since. My reaction is to go for what I want without abandon.

[+ WmClarke]

It was fine but not reciprocated.

 

The next morning, with guy #2, was much better.

 

Started with CraigsList; took me about six months to work my way up to this hobby.

[+ Charlie]

My reaction was absolute delight. I was 17, he said he was 18 (with mature hindsight, I realize he was probably in his 20s), and we did all the major top and bottom acts, though I thought the most thrilling part of the experience was deep kissing. I understood from the time I realized I was attracted to men (about age 13) that it was something to be discreet about, but I never felt any guilt about it; it was really a relief to finally do what I had wanted to do for such a long time.

[TruthBTold]

It was not until my very early 20s. He was a shorter blond guy with thighs and a butt you get from years of professional dancing. For some reason I had a natural instinct for rimming and he absolutely loved having it done to him. I blame him for my penchant for it. He had very little cock to speak of and bottoming was not something I ever, ever wanted to partake in (at least then ). Of course, we fell in love.

[MikeyGMin]

Pure joy. I knew I was going to like all the parts but had no idea how much hairy legs would float my boat. To this day, it's like a Christmas bonus when a hot guy has hairy legs.

[BaronArtz]

Early 20s. With a young male escort in Pattaya, Thailand. All we did was get naked, kiss, cuddle and jerk each other off. To me it felt like ... a liberation of sorts. I spent the next 3 days with him.

[Rudynate]

I was 17 and he was around 25. Strictly from a looks standpoint, he was everything you could hope for. He was a tennis pro at a local country club, athletic build, darkly handsome, very hairy chest. There was nothing wrong with the sex, but it wasn't transporting, as I was expecting it would be. I felt fine about it. The next day in school, I felt really smug about what I had been doing the night before, thinking, "If they only knew." A second experience with him was a little better.

 

Experiences with several guys after that were about the same - OK but nothing special.

 

It wasn't until I had sex with a young university professor in Europe that things finally clicked - I saw stars, the earth moved, etc. etc. etc. and I just couldn't get enough of him. I think he woke me up sexually, because, after that, I started to have much better quality experiences.

[geoffk]

at 44 i was just so happy to be one on one with a man for the first time. i can't say it was the best experience ever, but i truly loved every minute of being with that guy. i don't know how i made it home after that. it was an awesome experience.

[seaboy4hire]

I couldn't believe how good it felt and not just climbing up on the dick and riding it but the intimacy of kissing another guy (he was 29 I was 17), being held, being told I love you. That last one was the most important because for quite some time cause of school and home I didn't feel loved.

 

Hugs,

Greg

[dcguy20]

The summer I graduated from college. Met a guy at the beach in my town. He was in his 30s. Went back to his place. I don't remember if we made out, but I certainly remember shooting passed my head! It was only afterwards that he told me he had a boyfriend. Never saw him after that. I felt great after that particular experience.

[jawjateck]

I rocketed into orbit, and have been flying high ever since.

[bigvalboy]

Pure ecstasy...

[+ Just Sayin]

On a Monday night 20 years ago with a guy I met on a M4M AOL chatroom; I happened to be our Rotary Club president at the time and remember thinking on Tuesday while I conducted our meeting "Wow! I have had this incredible joyful experience, and if these guys only knew!"

[+ glennnn]

As most of you know...... My first kissing, hugging, fucking, sucking, rimming experience was in 2015 at age 72! I scored by choosing a wonderful escort through advice and reviews here at Daddy's. Nate in LA was my first, full on, man on man sex and I was over the moon! Some of you made gentle and, I hope loving, fun of my libidinous ravings. I remind you, I waited 50+ years for Nate, and I was pretty excited. My time with him was everything every porn video had primed me for.

[+ nycman]

I remind you, I waited 50+ years for Nate, and I was pretty excited. My time with him was everything every porn video had primed me for.

 

Jesus Christ that's a lot of responsibility.....thankfully mine was just two horny ripped 17 year old boys in

tighty whities blowing each other on my bedroom floor and promising each other not to tell our girlfriends

....lmao

[+ glennnn]

Nate knew the circumstances- my age, my inexperience, my expectations, and he took it all in his professional stride, while making me feel so special. On the other hand, I would love to roll around on a bedroom floor with you in our tighty whiteys while we blow each other and I promise not to tell our girlfriends. Your place or mine?

[liubit]

My very first time??? We were both 16. He was blond, blue eyes, smooth, nicely defined pecs and abs. I had a huge, huge, huge crush on him. I finally managed to take him to bed. Awkward French kissing that felt out if this world. I relished on the salty flavor of his skin that I licked all over. Sucking his dick until he shot a big load of boy milk in my mouth was a revelation. Pure pleasure. He reciprocated a little, and everything he did felt just terrific. No guilt on my part. Him? Different story: he was really overwhelmed by the whole experience, totally confused, and he refused to do it again. Eventually, he simply ignored me. I was terribly hurt, but that first experience is one fond memory.....

[ChrisWydeman]

I was 19 and I was terrified. I had come from a very homophobic home so I will still struggling with the fallout from coming out. I met a man off of manhunt and it was incredibly bad sex, like epically BAD. I felt so awkward and nervous, I didn't have a clue what I was doing other than what I had seen in porn. Something really special happened though, it turned out this man was a really good guy and took me under his wing. It was my first Daddy/Boy relationship and remains one of my fondest memories. He taught me integrity, kindness and that a successful relationship isn't based on its duration but rather what you learn about yourself. He was my first love and still smile every time I think about him.

[Becket]

Lots of starts and stops. I'd feel guilty or dirty, get scared, get up and flee the premises. The first real "Hey, I'm having sex...THANK YOU JESUS!!!!" was after college. Mid twenties I suppose. Wish I hadn't been such a 'fraidy cat'.

[Decatur Guy]

I didn't have a good reaction. I was kind of panicked about it afterward. I hadn't come to terms with any kind of sex yet, much less gay sex. I can promise you I got over that though!

[LADoug1]

I was 19. He was older in his 30's. Met him in a bar. He took me to another darker bar and we kissed. It was the first time I ever kissed a man. It was ecstasy. It is one of the most beautiful and memorable experiences of my life. All we did was kiss. When I want to lift my spirits I think of it.

[N13]

I knew very early that I liked men. Aside from playing "mattress" with a young neighbor boy and kissing another in the closet every chance we got nothing really happened until I was in the army and was in New York City on my way to another posting. I was just 18. I went to a 42nd Street movie and a man sat next to me and pushed his leg against mine. I didn't move. I was petrified! He went to the men's room and somehow let me know to follow him. At the urinal he touched my hard dick and kissed me. I was afraid of being caught and he said to follow him to his apartment. I did and we had sex. I think it was good. It was a long time ago and the memory is fuzzy. At the time I did not want to be gay so had a bit of a struggle with myself about it.

[+ glennnn]

Lots of starts and stops. I'd feel guilty or dirty, get scared, get up and flee the premises. The first real "Hey, I'm having sex...THANK YOU JESUS!!!!" was after college. Mid twenties I suppose. Wish I hadn't been such a 'fraidy cat'.

 

I call it "leaving the scene of the crime", and although it was nothing but parallel masturbation, or mutual masturbation at the most, it was considered a crime. No " thanks", or "see you next time", just shame and disgust. Don't be hard on yourself; society didn't make it easy.

[+ poolboy48220]

First time was at a glory hole in an adult bookstore, I was so nervous I barely enjoyed it, it was just oral but I went and had myself tested immediately. Made up a totally fake story at the clinic about WHY I was being tested.

 

Second time was with a rentboy who was very sweet once he realized it was my first time. He jumped off and ran to the bathroom the second we were finished and I remember thinking "Does it always end this abruptly", but he was back in the bedroom in a minute, laid down on top of me, and we cuddled and chatted for a half hour. He let his real name slip and was so embarrassed :-)

 

The first time I bottomed was with a guy I'd seen before, I called him and said I'd like to try getting fucked. He seemed a bit taken aback at the 'forwardness' of it on the call, but we had a great time. Also my introduction to rimming someone, and I remember raving about how much it wasn't what I'd expected and how much I loved it.