Gay erotic fiction inspired by model Jason from Bang Bang Boys. To see more, click here!

It wasn't until about three years ago, when I was 46, that I engaged in my first man-to-man sex. By then I had become obsessed with homo-sex, reading all I could get, renting porn DVD’s, and, after I could no longer resist, I got the guts to go to a gay bar. I made an excuse of working late to my wife, and I went to the bar after work. It just so happened that this bar was very active, lots of men, all ages, and all apparently on the make. I was very nervous at first and felt out of place, but after a few beers I began to relax. I stopped glancing around worried someone there might recognize me. I realized the world wasn't coming to an end just because I was in a bar looking for someone to suck me off. After an hour or two a young man, about 23, young enough to be my son, came over and started talking to me. His name was Richard, he was fair-haired, and had a good body in jeans and shirt. He was very good-looking, nothing feminine about him. He sat next to me and asked if I was afraid to move since he'd been watching me stand in one spot at the bar over an hour. I told him it was my first time in a gay bar, and he told me to relax as he put his hand on my thigh. As we talked, he began to stroke my leg. I got a hard-on immediately and was petrified that someone would see it. He moved his hand up to my crotch and began rubbing my stiff cock through my pants. I thought I would cum. Then he took my hand and put it in his crotch. He, too, had a hard-on, and after some urging from him, I began to rub his cock. He wanted to unzip my fly, but I wouldn't let him. He told me he found me very attractive, that he liked older men with salt-and pepper hair, that he liked my straight manner, and then told me that we should get it on. I explained that I'd never had sex with another man, and he said that in that case, he would make sure I'd enjoy it, and that he would be patient if I turned out to be a slow learner. Since Richard was the first man to ever rub my cock, I knew I was at the point of no return, but because of my wife, I couldn't take him home, and Richard told me lived with his parents, so I called a nearby hotel and told them I was at the airport and would arrive in half an hour. I checked in with just my brief case, and about 15 minutes later Richard arrived. Once in the room, he grabbed me and kissed me hard on the mouth. I was startled at first but soon relaxed and reciprocated. Richard starting undressing me and in no time I was down to my jockey shorts with my stiff cock poking out of the top of the waistband. He asked me to undress him, and I did. I discovered he had a nice firm body, large nipples, a hairy chest, and a cock and balls that certainly filled out his jockey shorts. We kissed some more, grinding our cocks into each other. Then Richard bent and kissed my nipples. He knelt down and began to rub his face into my crotch. He pulled down my shorts and told me he liked my thick uncut cock. He licked my inner thighs and balls. I couldn't understand why he didn't just suck my cock. He slipped around to my ass and kissed the cheeks and hairy crack, then he kissed my ass hole. I almost came, which I think he sensed. He got up, took my hand, and put it on his stiff prick, which I started to massage. I knew I should do to him what he'd just done to me, but I couldn't suck his cock or his ass. I kissed around his crotch, but he became impatient and forced his cock head into my mouth. Little by little I was able to take more of his cock into my mouth. For the first time I had to contend with an 8-incher but luckily it wasn't too thick. Richard kept telling me to suck it, and was amazed how hard and slick his cock was. I began to enjoy it, but I was afraid I'd panic if he came in my mouth. He then lifted me up by my armpits, and he knelt between my legs and just licked the shaft and head of my cock. He did it over and over, just licking, and I told him I couldn't take much more, that I wanted him to suck my cock like I'd done for him. So he swallowed it in one motion down to my balls. I gasped and grabbed his shoulders since he was suddenly sucking me with a hard furious motion. I couldn't hold back, and in less than a minute, I shot my load into his mouth. It was an orgasm like I'd never had. After so many years of imagining what it would be like, it was more pleasure than I'd ever expected. Richard swallowed it all with no problem. He then laid me down on the bed and straddled my chest, pointing his stiff cock at my face. His warm body on me felt good. He began to beat his meat in my face as I watched with fascination. He told me to suck it, and this time, after what he'd just done to me, I complied with no hesitation. After a few awkward attempts, I began to get the hang of it. He took his finger, wet it with spit, and rammed it up his ass. In and out it went while I sucked him. He started almost yelling at me to suck it harder, to make him cum. Without any warning he shot his load of cum. He told me that for a first blow job, I didn't do so bad. We settled back on the bed and did lots more exploring of one another's bodies. We got in a 69 position, and I imagined it to be like sucking yourself. I still couldn't rim his ass like he did to me, but he said that ass-eating comes with time. Richard was a good teacher, and I was pissed off for denying myself this pleasure all those years. Since then I have tried to make up for lost time.