First sex confession of my life Horny Sex Story

First sex confession of my life Horny Sex Story

I am a 5’7″ versatile guy with an average slim body, fair looks and a nice round slightly bubbly ass that I kind of take pride in. During our college summer vacations around May-June I had returned home to my coastal metro city. It was hot and humid yet my body stayed horny the whole time. Growing up in the city I stayed under strict parental supervision so I had almost no gay experiences except one brief moment in a Chennai bus station toilet cubicle which I will mention later.

Getting admission in a far-away college in a tier-3 city away from my parents felt like freedom at last so I could finally experiment. Anyone from tier-3 places knows how nonexistent gay life is there. Grindr showed mostly blank profiles with captions like “you, me and your wife”. I got fed up and waited to return home so I could try my luck in the city now that college friends told me Grindr exists.

One fine day during vacations the urge hit hard and both parents had gone out for work. I quickly installed Grindr, uploaded a couple of sexy seductive pics and wrote a long philosophical quote in the bio because I like geeks. I checked nearby profiles and scrolled all the way to the end to find people farther away for obvious reasons. One or two hours passed when I suddenly felt hungry since I had not eaten since morning.

I warmed leftovers in the microwave, settled on the sofa and kept scrolling. By then I had given up hope of finding someone genuine and was about to head for a bath when a ping came from Rahul four kilometres away. He seemed nice and amicable right away. After the usual ASL exchanges (he was a 26-year-old strapping chap doing his masters in literature and journalism) our talk flowed from mundane to deep and then intimate.

He had a way with words and charmed me. I already found myself falling for his mind. Later he asked for pics which I shared and he returned the favour. I half expected a bespectacled guy and he was, with a nice jawline, light beard and deep eyes. Half his gallery showed traditional attire without nudes so I understood he was not the usual Grindr type.

Honestly I was dying to see him unclothed at least shirtless because some chest hair peeked from his top buttons. He found me cute and I found him hot. He was opposite of me in every way. I was short, he was tall at 5’10”. I was thin and hairless, he was healthy, well-built and obviously hairy especially the chest. I came from a middle-class background, he was rich from an affluent society.

I was on the darker end of complexion and he was fair. I was in BTech second year barely 21 then and he was about to finish his masters at 26. I know it sounds like a classic top-bottom situation but he introduced himself as versatile which surprised me. I was interested no matter his preference and anyway I was a virgin then so preference hardly mattered. What interested me most was seeing him naked because I felt insecure about my own dick.

His galleries had no such photo so I confronted him directly. “You are maybe the rare few people who does not brandish themselves on Grindr with a revealing pic despite probably having a banging body. Why haven’t you put one up yet?” He acted modest and brushed down any attempt to highlight his manliness. He said he does not find it appropriate to show himself to random strangers but only to trusted persons he has made a connection with.

Me being horny then, half of it went over my head but I appreciated the thought. Talks continued and as I learnt more I fell harder. I surprised myself by expressing interest to meet him in person. Maybe there was a sexual component but I really wanted to hang out even as a friend after vibing so well so quickly after ages. I had a close group of old buddies from earlier days who were very close, after which I rarely vibed with anyone in college and mostly felt lonely and stayed reclusive.

He seemed like a cool evening shower after a hot sultry day. He agreed to meet in the evening after his college. He stayed a little far in his rented accommodation about six kilometres from my place. He named a park in his locality where we could meet at 4:30 pm and asked me to wait a little because he might get late. I got super excited. Given it was already 2 pm I quickly ended the chat, finished my meal, bathed and shaved my pubes (the only area with a little hair) and got ready.

Instead of idling at home I decided to wait in the park and left early around 3:30 pm. I luckily found the right bus as soon as I reached the stop and got a window seat. Enjoying the view and breeze through sparse afternoon traffic I clicked a cute selfie and sent it with the caption “Out and about already. Excited.” He sent three smiley emojis back.

The park was expansive and huge, full of trees, bushes and manicured gardens with beautiful seasonal flowers in bloom, perfect for couples. I appreciated Rahul’s taste. A few elderly people walked after their afternoon rest and a couple of young pairs stayed indifferent to anyone else. Being the way I am I conjured mental images of naughty things couples might do after the sun set and whether we two would do any of that today.

He was fifteen minutes late and had said he would wear a blue and white check t-shirt. Sitting on the bench I scanned around until I saw someone in that attire sprinting toward me. He waved and I waved back. He arrived huffing and puffing. We shook hands and hugged lightly. I got a sniff from his collar and realised he wore nice perfume though his sweat added a musky tang that got me a little hard.

“How long have you been waiting? I am sorry I am late,” he said. “Ah not much, just quarter to an hour,” I replied with sarcasm. “Oh that horny huh to reach so early!” I blushed and lowered my eyes. “Come on let’s go for a walk,” he said and we walked side by side on the winding pavements along the garden perimeter.

We discussed families, educational backgrounds and hobbies. He liked to draw and showed a couple of his drawings on his phone which I marvelled at. Soon we talked about hostel lives. I said I hardly made friends and was a loner in college. He was the opposite as expected, popular with a bunch of cool friends. He even had a brief relationship during his bachelors for a few months which ended because he relocated with family and took a short internship as a junior journalist before joining masters.

He lived nearby with his cousin brother who was also studying something I cannot recollect but right then had gone partying with friends and would return late. “And so you are feeling naughty naughty because your brother is not here huh, you shameless twat!” I jokingly said poking his sides. He was amused and smiled slyly. I could have kissed him then. My expressions must have shown my intentions because he looked curiously and smiled saying “Kya hua?”

I cupped his hands in mine, held them close to my chest and just said “you have a nice smile.” (We both spoke in Hindi but my native language is not Hindi so I am paraphrasing to English. Thoda adjust kar lena.) We continued walking holding hands after that until we reached the deeper wooded sections of the park covered with trees. Before I knew it his hands transitioned from mine to my waist, clasping underneath the shirt and holding me close as we walked like a pair.

Behind the trees we saw another couple, a girl and a boy deeply smooching passionately. I got excited and looked up at him intently with puppy eyes. He smiled and slid his hand from my waist slowly down my pants and squeezed my ass a little roughly. I closed my eyes for a second and gave a soft moan. For my part I put hands on his chest and slowly slid them down toward his belly button scared he might protest but he took my hands and pressed them against his crotch.

OMG. Much like me he was already super hard. From above his pants I could figure the outline of his dick and its bulbous head. I squeezed his crotch which he liked because he narrowed his eyes a little in pleasure. Now both of us were turned on and there was no stopping. He led me deeper into the bushes and trees where we crossed another couple (I could see the guy wildly kissing and pressing the girl’s breast). We found a quiet corner of our own where he pushed me against the trunk of a tree so the tree was behind me while he hovered over me in front.

By now I was super scared and also super excited. Nothing like this had ever happened in my life out in the open. While risky it was extremely exciting. He was so close I could feel his breath on my face and he could feel mine over his chest since I was shorter. He wrapped his arms around my body slowly and without untying my track pants slid them down from the inside to reach my ass and squeezed it making me moan again but deeper. Oh it was heavenly to be felt up by my man in public.

I untied the strings to my trousers so he could reach deeper with ease. Not knowing what further to do I embraced him, wrapping my arms around his torso, keeping my head on his chest and allowed him to inspect my ass and hole to his heart’s content. He cupped my ass in his palm with long fingers, squeezed it and spread the cheeks apart to expose my hole underneath the pants. He tapped a few times on my hole with his middle finger. Taking the cue I relaxed it. With a bit of his saliva he massaged my hole but strangely did not finger it, instead moved his right hand around my thigh to reach my front while still feeling up my ass with his left.

He grabbed my dick without hesitation like he owned it and stroked a couple of times. With the distance between us I plunged my hand into his pants to feel his manhood. Just as I imagined it was beautifully perfect. Behind his half-grown bush it stood tall at 6.5 inches with a bulbous head. But unlike mine he was larger as well as thicker. As I wrapped my hand around his shaft I noticed it was much thicker and longer than mine.

Excited I put both hands in his pants, wrapped them around his cock and stroked it. He laughed at my action and spanked my ass lightly which brought an ahh from my mouth without me consciously doing it. I hoped he would push me down on my knees for the next part but instead he went down on his knees and pulled down my pants all in public throwing caution to the wind. I resisted because it was my first time and I was new to all this. He understood and came up to me.

“You not comfortable in public?” “Ah I mean it’s new to me and I am scared,” I replied. He nodded and asked if it would be okay if we go up to his room. I did not know what to say and replied “maybe.” He laughed and holding hands we walked over to his place right around the corner. I must have shown signs of tension because after opening the door to his flat on the 12th floor he gave me a glass of water, told me to relax and pointed me to sit on the bed inside a room.

He turned on the AC and while closing the curtains said “Hey we don’t have to do anything if you aren’t comfortable.” I did not reply. Instead as he came close I took off his specs, wore them and asked “how do I look?” “Ravishing.” “Well then ravish me,” I said smiling trying to be brave. At this he slowly hauled me up to a standing position, pulled up my shirt and removed it, bent down his face and started kissing my neck, chest and nipples.

I rolled my head in pleasure as he did all that while at the same time I started unbuttoning his shirt from top down. As he wanted to lick my belly button and could not arch his neck further he sat on the bed, opened his legs into a V, made me stand within it and locked my legs with his and continued kissing and adoring my body. I don’t think anybody had explored and adored my body as much as he did that day. Me being significantly shorter, me standing and him sitting almost equalised our heights.

Finally seeing I wanted his shirt off he cooperated, unbuttoned the rest and took it off. Fuck. It would be wrong to say I was just mesmerised by his body. I was totally enchanted. He was no way fit or anything but he was muscular, well-built and a bit bulky just the way I liked. And his fair complexion was so well complemented by the abundance of chest hair that I stood and openly gaped at his chest. Seeing me glaring at his manly chest he took my hands and placed them on his chest.

Fuck the feeling I cannot describe in words. I could feel his warmth, his smooth skin and the hair all over his chest while at the same time being leg-locked by him. I felt so weak and vulnerable I really cannot describe it. It was then that he grabbed my head and bent forward to kiss me. And so we kissed, heavenly. Don’t know for how long we kissed. I must have forgotten where I was and what time it was and I am sure it was the same for him until my mom made a call to me.

“Where are you? and when will you return?” “Ma I have come to the mall with a school friend of mine to hangout. It will take some time, I will be late. Pls have your dinner and rest.” It was already 7 pm and ma had returned home from work. Seeing me missing she called. I knew now I had very little time left but how could I tell this wonderful piece of a man here in front of me and miss out on the wonderful things that we were supposed to do that my mind had cooked up all this while.

“All Ok?” “Yeah just my mom being the helicopter mom that she is haha.” “Cool.” A moment of silence. Me standing inside his leg trap and him sitting on the bed looking at my neck. I knew I had to initiate. I bent forward to take his arms and rest them on my bosom. He got the clue and without any intimation inserted his hands in my pants to squeeze my ass more intensely than at the park. I half moaned and half cried in pain. “You really are an ass squeezer huh.”

“What to do you have a wonderful ass. I wish I could see it.” I smirked and wriggled around in his leg trap to turn around so my ass was toward him and face away. “All yours babe,” I jokingly said as if we are partners. “Call me sir.” “Wtf,” me arching my neck back to look at him. “Do it, call me by Rahul sir and say it.” “All yours Rahul sir.”

With that without wasting any time he dropped my pants to expose my undies. Feeling a jolt of shame I tried to cover my genitals as a reflex. He laughed and ordered me to remove my undies for him. I got a hint of power play that he was initiating here but not gonna lie I was liking it. “Sir please be gentle,” I whispered coyly and with my own hands dropped down my undies to lay myself fully bare and naked to a stranger in his flat. Huh what a courageous lad I was then at 21.

“Nice,” he said and gave a light slap to my ass. I moaned an ahhh to which he was not pleased so slapped harder but not in a rough way. I moaned louder and he seemed happy. He squeezed and spread my ass cheeks to again expose my hole and then spit on it. It felt weird then me being new but I was ready to go along with whatever this man was to do with me because weirdly I at the same time felt safety and security with this person. It was a weird feeling.

Anyways after he had played enough with my ass and hole (once or twice he did try to finger it but he said I was too tight and he would attend to it later). I hadn’t douched so he didn’t rim me as such but superficially licked all round my hole long enough to make my dick rock hard which was swinging and dangling side to side with every movement he made to my body. Finally he turned me around and made me sit up on the bed on his lap. I could feel his hard-on through his pants.

“You have a great ass and a nice dick. How are you a virgin still? I refuse to believe this.” “I am 21 sir, besides I don’t like to hook up with anyone and everyone.” “Ahh my classy bitch,” saying this he spanked me again and pulled me into a kiss. I was rock hard and even while kissing he continued to stroke me. At one point I couldn’t hold and asked him to stop as I would cum. He complied and smiled and I felt shame and shy on my poor stamina.

“Fine it’s your time to work hard then,” with this he pulled me up like a child and stood up carrying me on his hands with both my legs around his torso and my hands around his shoulder. I was taken aback and somehow balanced myself on his body and realised how strong this man actually was. Me completely nude and vulnerable sitting on his arms and embraced tightly to his bare-chested body (with pants on) he carried me across to the end of his room and asked me to open the latch to the door which I did.

But I wish I hadn’t because it was nothing but the balcony on the 12th floor of his flat. As he entered the long spacious balcony while appreciating the cool gentle night breeze I remembered wondering what I have landed myself in with a little bit of fear kicking in. I quickly conveyed to him that I was not comfortable with all this but he allayed and assuaged me saying “Chill Vivek it’s already night time and completely dark. Besides I have no neighbours on my floor. Nobody’s gonna see us I promise.”

I was still not convinced but he gently put me down on the parapet, the cold tile pressing against my buttocks and kissed me. He led my hands to his crotch area and I knew I had to undress him now. I quickly got to it and unbuckled his pants, pulled down his zip and dropped his trousers. His hard dick lay tightly compressed by his undies at an angle of 45 degrees. I felt it from the outside and still kissing I pulled down his tight V-shaped undies. And out sprang his cock.

Fuck I was so wrong. I had assumed him to be 6.5 but he was no way lesser than 7 or even could be 7.5 inch or more. I gasped. He laughed. “Yeah it’s a little bigger than any average Indian dick that you come across.” “Shut the fuck up Rahul. It’s huge and massive. Just look at my poor dick man. I feel so ashamed and embarrassed now,” I said while covering my eyes with my hands feigning modesty, shame and humiliation. He laughed and said “Jo mera so tera. Now it’s all yours, do as you please.”

I got down from the parapet, pulled him across the balcony to make him sit on the chair at the end and then got down on my knees and got to business. I started with the ball sack, yeah unconventional but I had noticed that excites guys more than anything else. Even he was surprised but composed himself. Sucking on his two balls and then alternately I licked along his shaft to the penis head and then pulled the foreskin down to expose his pink head. Licked and sucked on it for a while which made him tilt his head back and moan loudly.

At a certain point he knew he would climax soon so he held my head and pushed his dick deep into my mouth. Suddenly deep-throated I gagged and choked and teared up a bit. He gave me a few seconds to recover and pulled me to continue the blowjob. And I did as faithfully and sincerely my job as any of his mistresses would do had he kept any. The movements were long and sloppy with a lot of saliva and frequent gawk gawk sounds emanating from my end. After about 4-5 mins or so he got hornied up.

Standing up he pushed me against the wall, drove me into a corner and started face-fucking me a bit roughly. Honestly I didn’t like that part but slowly got used to it. But at one point it got too much and I told him to stop and took some breath. My knees were hurting and he understanding the situation sat on the floor and made me sit on his lap. I hadn’t still recovered and was gasping for air and my eyes were still teared. You can’t believe what he did next. He said sorry and that he lost control for a moment and then wiped the tears off my face.

Fuck I wish all gays could have the emotional depth that this guy had then even in midst of a hot sensual and sexual session. Both nude sitting naked one on other in the balcony he wrapped his arms around me and patted me on my back. At his insistence we went inside though I wanted to stay a bit longer on the balcony. It was around 8 by then. I knew I had to leave by 9. We entered his bedroom and sat close to each other a little awkward at the recent encounter. But I knew I had to make up.

So I turned and raising my legs I sat on him and looked at him directly in the face. I assured him everything is fine and slowly we both kissed and started coiling each other with our arms. Both of us were again hard by then and I don’t know what came over me I whispered slowly into his ears “I want you to enter me.” “Are you sure?” he asked facing me directly now. “I mean you are still a virgin. I don’t want to force you into anything.” “Yes I am sure.”

He seemed excited now once again and with his dangling monstrous dick he went across the room to get lube and a condom. While he was tearing the wrapper half standing on the bed on his knees I went down to give him a blowjob and make it rock hard again. He really could sustain long I reckoned within me while servicing his dick with my tongue. While I was at it he smeared a bit of lube on my ass crack and hole and gave me the condom to wear it on his dick while he was now unhesitatingly fingering me deep to loosen me up.

Once the condom was strapped on his dick he pulled me up, kissed me and told me he would stop anytime I commanded. He then laid me on the bed and pulled up my legs in the air. I understood it was missionary position that I was gonna lose my virginity in and so cooperated willingly. Opening and spreading my legs I exposed my poor poor hole to the man and sure enough slowly but surely he bit by bit inserted his manhood in my hole. Initially it was hurting like hell and he comforted me all through it but once the head of his dick went in the rest easily followed with some patience and pain.

I couldn’t believe myself. After all this while I am no longer a virgin. I was an adult now who was ready to pleasure his man at the moment. The great realisation as it dawned on me he pulled his dick out and entered me once again. I felt a searing pain spread across my buttocks as my hole tried so hard to accommodate his huge pulsating 7 incher. I teared up again a little but lest he notice it I wiped it away as he was focused on penetrating me. Slowly but surely he increased his rhythm and the pain there decreased in magnitude and then it was that I realised the fun of being filled by a man’s dick.

With every thrust I tilted my head and moaned a little both in pleasure and pain but as soon as he exited I felt an incredible sense of loneliness and loss almost as if I couldn’t wait till he would enter me again. This continued for a while and he started now properly pounding me with my legs on his shoulders and him all hunched on top of me. At that point I realised why the one penetrating is called the “top”. 4 mins or probably 5 mins of constant pounding had brought him to the edge.

While fucking in missionary he had also stroked my cock continuously. So I was also ready to implode or explode however you see it. But I wanted him to cum first and that too strangely inside me. I knew the condom was there and would take care of it but throwing caution to the wind while he was pounding me loudly with the onerous thaap thaap sound I whispered “please breed me Rahul.” He didn’t say no but I knew he wouldn’t do that so tried to hold him close to my body. He then cleverly switched the position.

He turned me around and laid me on my left side on the bed while he fell back on the bed behind me also on the left side such that he became the big spoon and me the little and I post access to his body while he gained full access to mine. Raising my right leg in the air opening me up he entered me from behind with a hot of pain spreading through my arse originating from my by now sore arse hole. Holding my right leg in his right arm while reaching my cock and stroking it from behind he withdrew his cock and cummed profusely. Dunno why just at that moment hearing him moan loudly maybe I also came and then we together lay in bed for a while.

8.45. Again a call from mom. I got up somehow answered it and then at his insistence both of us showered together. It was a blissful night and we exchanged numbers and promised to keep in contact. He dropped me off at the bus stop and I again enjoying the breeze on the window side seat came back home and slept on my bed contentedly reminiscing about the wonderful day that I spent today.