red

I’m going to tell you about my first gay experience. I’ve always considered myself bisexual, even though I’ve been having great heterosexual sex since I was 16 years old. Even back then, I was obsesseed with penises; I thought they were so beautiful and intriguing. Also, as amazing as I found penetrating a woman to be, I knew that I, also, wanted to be penetrated, wanted to take a lover inside me. I knew that at some point I wanted to have a relationship with a man.

It finally happened when I was working for a cleaning service at an office tower. I was the new guy and there was one other new guy, whose name was John but whose fiery red hair (he was Celtic) earned him the nickname “Red.” He was tall and lanky, with a bit of perpetual boyishness in his face. I didn’t really know him very well, we just conversed occasionally when we bumped into each other in the halls and in the locker rooms. I never would have expected him to be the one.

Since I was ten years old, I had been a master of scoping out dicks in locker rooms. Moving out of my teenage years didn’t cure me of my obsession, it just made it harder to satisfy (who would have thought I’d ever miss gym?). This job wasn’t much better; most of the guys workign there were over forty, which I found mostly uninteresting. But a few weeks after I got there, I was in the locker room changing. Red was a few lockers down from me, also changing. He had his work shirt on and was about to take off his pants, so I leaned down to tie my shoes and stole a glance over.

I was very interested in what I saw. He was wearing tighty whities (actually, they were tighty grey-ies), so I didn’t get an actual glimpse of dick, but the bulge in those undies was impossible to ignore. This guy, probably three years younger than me, was hung. The meat package in there was folded over at least once and looked to have a really nice thickness to it. That night I beat off three times trying to visualize what Red looked like without the underwear.

I went back to work the next day and thought very little of it, except that now I had an increased interest in Red. I kept my eye on him, occasionally looking for the opportunity to hit up a urinal beside him, but it never happened. Soon I wasn’t thinking about it so much.

But then one day, I had just gotten off shift, and I was walking back to the locker room. I was whistling a tune and I unlocked the door and went in… and there, sprawled out on a chair, was Red. He had his work shirt still on, but his pants and underwear off in a ball on the floor, and he was blissfully stroking his erect, 9-inch cock. It took him a moment to realize that I was there. When he did he started apologizing profusely and tried to put his clothes back on, but I told him very quickly that it was cool. I said he might as well just go for it; I’d be gone in a few minutes and there wouldn’t be anyone else along for a while.

Red seemed a little unsure about this but his dick didn’t soften a bit. It was long, thick, and even, and also the first uncircumcised dick I’d seen erect in person. His pubic hair was a darker red than the hair on his head. A little more cautiously than before, Red went back to masturbating. I just went to changing like nothing was nothing. I don’t know if it was a convincing show; after all, by the time I was down in my undies, my not-unimpressive 7″ dick was at full attention. Red must have noticed this, because he murmured, “you wanna…?” I said maybe another time, because I didn’t quite have his brazenness for doing it in public places.

So I left. As I walked out, I tossed one more glance over my shoulder, freezing that image in my mind. Just as I did, Red gave a slight groan and shot gob after gob of gooey cum all over his chest.

After that, Red and I became a lot closer. We started hanging out after work, and going to movies. We hung out at his apartment a lot after work. One time we had both been through a really gruelling day, and were covered in filth, so I suggested we each grab a shower. Red blurted out that we might as well take it together. I looked at him quizically, but he reasoned that I’d seen a lot more of him than just what he looks like taking a shower, so if I was okay with the same thing, it wasn’t a big deal. So we went in the bathroom and pulled off our clothes, and I had the first opportunity to see Red’s dick soft. It was impressively long, hanging a good seven inches, and nicely thick. His uncircumcised shaft was very interesting to me. We made a few macho jokes and then climbed into the shower.

One thing led to another. It wasn’t an enormous shower, so the process of trading places in the spray meant that our slick bodies touched each other quite a bit. Before long, we were both erect. We finished washing, and glancing at my dick, Red once again asked, “you wanna…?” This time, I nodded, and slowly put my hand on my dick and started stroking it. Red did the same. We looked at each other’s eyes while we were doing it, and at each other’s dicks. It was intense. After only a few minutes, I shot my load all over Red’s feet, which caused him to moan and shoot his, which landed all over me. We kind of giggled and rinsed off, and got out of the shower.

I crashed at his place many a night, and we would just rent four or five porno movies (usually two straight, one lesbian, and one gay) and watch them, beating off next to each other all night. We soon got very used to the sight of each other’s dicks, and the whole ritual became tremendously normal. Until one night. We were just sitting there going at it as usual, when I just leaned over, put my hand behind Red’s head, and kissed him softly on the lips. He didn’t pull away; rather, he opened his mouth and let our tongues touch. I moved my hand down to his dick and started jerking it off in the same manner he did it. He did the same for me. We both came all over ourselves and each other, and Red whispered, “I think we’d better go to the bedroom.” I nodded and followed him.

Once in the bedroom, Red put me on the bed and gave me a masterful blow job. I just lay back, moaning and purring, until I blew my wad down his throat. He swalled all of it, then climbed up and offered his dick to me. I was only too happy to engulf that monster in my mouth. I sucked for a while, and he seemed very happy, but then I stopped. he asked me what was going on. I put him on his back and then straddled his chest, and then inched my way back, grabbed his dick with my hand, and pushed it inside me. Red let out a moan. I started rocking gently back and forth, his enormous manhood sliding in and out of my ass. I recahed full erection very quickly as his 9 inch cock massaged my prostate. Finally, with a low cry, Red ejaculated. I felt his come spread out through my belly, warming me in a way I’d never experienced before. It was enough for me, and without a single touch, my dick blew its come all over Red, the bed and the wall.

We fucked for about a year after that, before finally moving on, me to one other guy before I met my fiance (a woman), and him to a string of girls. I understand he’s with another guy now, and we’re supposed to have drinks together sometime next month.

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