This happened 12 years ago.. I was 27 years old, a year had passed since I separated from my wife and was tired of jerking off.

Thoughts about gay sex had been haunting me for a long time, but that day I decided to do it for real.

I posted an advertisement on a local notice board for meetings - something similar to - Guy 27 years old, 175 cm tall, weight 83. I want to try to give a blowjob, it can be mutual. I added that I was looking for someone older and with space.

Despite the working day, quite a lot of letters arrived, most of them were written by people the same age or even younger than me, many letters were from purely passive people. And the messages that interested me contained a request to send a photo with a face first, and I had a complex and was afraid of publicity.. But one letter immediately contained a photo of an adult man with a face and an offer to communicate, so I responded to it by writing my “spare” number . This was clearly the man I wanted. In the photo there was a slightly plump, glasses-wearing, not tall man.

A couple of minutes later the phone rang... It’s good that I was sitting in a small office alone and could speak quite freely... The voice on the phone was a little hoarse, but confident. The interlocutor introduced himself as Andrey, said that he understood my desire and was ready to meet today. He told me not to worry, that he was absolutely healthy, that no one would know about the meeting. Like a robot, I repeated my parameters and fell silent))) As I later found out, he had quite a lot of guys and meetings. We agreed that I would send my photos in response to his letter, and then we’d call again. I was thin and handsome then, I took photos and sent them. Andrey called back -

-You're cute. Can you come today?

-Yes.. And where to go?

-To my office. The address is like this. I’m alone now, I’ve dismissed my staff. The address is like this.

It suited me, I agreed. And panic began - what if he was a maniac, what if they beat me or rob me, or what if they filmed me on a hidden camera... But the excitement overpowered all fears. My pussy remained sluggish, but the lubricant flowed freely.

And so I got to the indicated address, went up to the floor, and pressed the call button on the intercom.

And a surprise awaited me - Andrey in real life and in the photo were different)))) The man who met me was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and trousers, his tanned, muscular arms and wide chest immediately caught my eye. I’m finished - he’ll strangle me with one hand, like a setup, such a handsome guy can’t use the services of fagots!!!

- Well, how? do you like me?

- Yes..

- Well, come in, why are you hanging...

I took a couple of steps deeper into the office, leaving the man behind me, and closed my eyes, expecting a blow to my head, but instead I heard the sound of the door being locked.

Andrey led me into a spacious and bright office, with a large table and chairs around. I sat down on one of them, and Andrei sat opposite, in a large chair...

- Do you want a drink? Whiskey, rum, vodka?

- No, coffee if possible.

- I’ll do it right now, relax, for now we’ll just talk.

Then we sat drinking coffee, talking about some abstract topics, I relaxed a little, and laid out everything about myself - and where I work, where the office is, where I live. He told me that he separated from his wife, I live with my mother..

-Have you been dating guys for a long time?

- Yes. Well, that is, no, I’ve been wanting to try it for a long time, so I decided... What about you?

- What about me?

- Well.. gay..

- No. I'm not gay. IM married. Sometimes I like to fuck young guys. By the way, do you just want a blowjob? What about sex?

- I’m not ready today.. I need to take a shower.. I don’t think I want to today..

- Well, as you wish, there is a shower and toilet. There is also a towel. You can wash yourself, I will help.

By this time the coffee had ended, there was a pause in the conversation, I wanted to leave, and even plucked up the courage to say

- You know, nothing will probably work out, I’ll go...

I got up from the chair..

- Wait a moment.

Andrey came up, hugged me by the shoulders and kissed me. I didn’t expect this at all, I didn’t even think about kissing, I wanted to suck a dick, not caress. But somehow he responded to the kiss and let his tongue into his mouth. It was not like a kiss with tender soft female lips. Girls probably experience such sensations, the man’s big, dense lips literally crush my lips, small stubble scratches my chin, and his thick tongue explores my mouth. Andrey pulled away and pulled my T-shirt up, I raised my hands and remained in just jeans.

- Class. I like hairy ones.

His hand stroked my chest, my stomach, he twisted my nipples with his fingers, and I stood there like a pillar, trying to figure out whether I liked it or not. He unzipped his trousers and dumped out his half-erect dick... It was clearly no bigger than mine, with a long head, and almost no foreskin. My hand itself reached out to him. With my palm I felt its warmth and pulsation, it grew in my hands.

- Shall we continue or are you leaving?

- Let's continue..

- Well then, let's sit down.

The man unfastened his belt, sat down on a chair, lowering his trousers to his knees.

As if in a trance, I took a couple of steps and literally fell to my knees, my head was just opposite his penis. The first thing I did was suck in air through my nose, trying to smell it. I was expecting some kind of unpleasant odor, like urine or sweat, but all I smelled was a strong scent of cologne. Andrey had a short-cropped pubic area and shaved balls, which were clearly larger than my testicles and hung like a big bag. Holding his dick with his hand, he gently kissed the tip of the head. I remembered the slightly salty taste of someone else’s flesh for the rest of my life)) Having filled my mouth with saliva, I literally sucked in his head and began to polish it with my tongue. Gradually I got used to it and began to make sucking movements, trying to swallow it deeper. I guess I succeeded, Andrey began to moan, saying - don’t rush, quieter, quieter... Saliva mixed with his lubricant began to flow from my mouth, I didn’t have time to swallow it. Remembering the porn I saw, I pulled out his dick and licked his balls. then back into your mouth...

- Stop. Undress completely.

And without removing my hand from his penis, I began trying to unbutton my jeans in a half-sitting position and pull them off, squirming like a caterpillar.

- Come on, get up!

I obeyed, stood up and undressed. My dick stuck out like a stake, the whole head was wet with lubricant. My penis turned out to be smaller than his, and in comparison it looked like a trimmed mushroom))

I wanted to get on my knees again, but Andrei suddenly bowed his head and began to suck my penis himself. It was very pleasant, his mouth seemed red-hot to me, it felt like he was sucking much cooler than my ex. But for some reason my erection began to disappear, I gently pulled away, sat on my knees and continued to caress his penis. And almost instantly I woke up again. Apparently not wanting to cum, Andrei asked me to get up from the floor a couple more times and began to give me a blowjob. But everything repeated itself - in his mouth my penis became flaccid and we changed places again. I don’t know how long it lasted - 5, 10 minutes or an hour, but my jaw began to hurt. I took my dick out of my mouth and began to jerk it off, my partner seeing this said -

- Give me another drop, I’ll cum soon!

And I continued to suck, speeding up as much as possible and jerking him with my hand.

- Where to cum, in the mouth or on the face?

- emgrmhi - I tried to answer without sticking my dick out of my mouth - on my face, better.

Andrey honestly tried to pull his bolt from my mouth, but I, not understanding such intentions, reached for my dick, and felt my dick pulsating, something hot poured into my mouth and I instinctively took a sip, then another... And only then I realized - I was fed sperm. I fell asleep a couple more times, I pulled away from the dick and looked at my partner in the face for the first time - Andrey was smiling.

- You suck very well, like it’s your first time?

- Yes..

- Well then you have talent)) Do you want to cum?

My penis was still erect, my balls ached from overexertion -

- Want.

Andrey told me to get up and began to suck on me, and again my penis became soft, I took a shit, tried to jerk off - but rather I just touched the hanging sausage))

- Well, I probably won’t be able to finish, sorry..

- Nothing, go clean yourself up, the toilet is at the end of the corridor.

All my chest hair was covered in my drool, but I still pulled on a T-shirt and went to wash my face. In the toilet I looked at my reflection, my eyes were streaked with tears, my whole face and even my nose were covered in sticky grease, there was a stain on my T-shirt... He looked like a whore.

After washing, I returned to the office. Andrey was already dressed, sitting at the table and smoking. While typing some text on the phone, he didn’t even look at me. And a wave of shame came over me - that’s it, I’m now a waffled, down-at-heel fag... I picked up my jeans from the floor, pulled them on and sat down on the edge of the table, not knowing what to do next.

- I urgently need to go and pick up my wife... We’ll separate.

I realized that I was no longer needed, got up, straightened my clothes and was about to come up to shake hands and get away.

- Have you changed your mind? Maybe you'll give it to me in the ass?

- No, not today, it’s time for me to go home too.

- So go. I won’t see you off, you’ll slam the door. Will we meet again?

- I don't mind, call.

- No. I won't call, if you want, write a message. Bye then.

- Goodbye..

Jumping out into the street, I almost ran to the bus stop, trying to run away from this place, from myself and my sin and shame, there was a stain of drool on my T-shirt, and the taste of dick and sperm in my mouth. Already at home I jerked off, remembering what happened and came 2 times in a row..

Andrey and I never saw each other again. The next day, in a fit of panic, I deleted both the phone number and the correspondence with him. I was still afraid that I had become infected with something or that a video of my blowjob would surface. but everything worked out. And soon I stopped regretting, I wanted a dick again, I began to regret that I didn’t let myself be fucked. If he had been more persistent then... It would have been enough not to ask - but to say - become a cancer - and I would have obediently become.

This was the first time.