My First Cock I Sucked Gay

 I was in a rather posh hotel when it happened. I should note I am decent looking and in great shape for my age; I had just finished working out when fate intervened. I was in the gym shower washing away my sweat when a younger guy, probably no more than twenty, joined me. Since my fascination with sucking a cock began, I have often taken quick glimpses of every man I could. No one had seemed to notice...until now.

I looked and saw a decent sized cock, semi-erect, attached to the pretty boy. He dripped rich k** prep. I didn't glance any longer than a couple of seconds, but he seemed to notice.

"Hey old man, do you like what you see?" he asked, with a slight smile.

"Excuse me?" I responded, attempting to be oblivious to his implication.

He chuckled. "I am pretty sure you were checking out my package."

I stammered, my face flushed, "N-n-no, I wasn't."

"Too bad," he shrugged, grabbing his cock and stroking it slowly.

No matter how much I tried to look away, I couldn't take my eyes of the growing cock. He continued this until all eight inches, three more than my cock, were fully erect.

"For a guy who isn't a ******, you sure are drooling over my meat," he assessed accurately.

I stammered, hypnotized by his stiff rod, "I-I-I have never done anything like this before."

"Hmmmm...a straight ******. I love it." He chuckled again.

I continued to stare at his erection, my own cock now erect too, as I winced at being called a ******.

"And for a straight man, your cock is telling a different story."

Suddenly, I realized I was in my own erotica story. I stood frozen, wanting to drop to my knees but unable and petrified of someone walking in. My resistance as weak as the French were in both World Wars, I questioned, "What if someone comes in?"

"We were the only two working out this morning and if they do all they will see is a straight man, oh a straight married man, sucking his first cock."

My red face went redder as he noticed my wedding ring. I said nothing, but continued staring at his erect huge cock.

He finally gave me an ultimatum. "Cocksucker, I don't have all day. Either get on your knees and start sucking my cock like it is obvious you want to or stop drooling and I will go wake up my girlfriend for a morning quickie."

I hesitated only briefly before falling to my knees in front of this confident young man. I looked up and saw his smug smile that only made the embarrassment that much greater...yet, I desperately wanted to feel his cock in my mouth.

I took it in my hand and slowly moved up and down tentatively it's so warm until this nameless stranger said, "I can stroke my cock myself old man, get sucking like the ****** you are."

Accepting that his words were true, and that detached fantasy had become a living reality, I opened my mouth and leaned forward.

As soon as my mouth was wrapped around his cock, he moaned, "That's it cocksucker, make your dream come true."

I was tentative at first, but did to his cock what I liked having done to mine. I swirled my mouth around his cock head, creating extra saliva to attempt to bathe his cock...like my wife used to do before we were married. After creating this lake of lust, and hearing his moans increase, I got more confident and began bobbing back and forth tasting his sweet precum.

"That's it ******, take all my cock," the hung stranger moaned.

Suddenly determined to get all eight inches in my mouth, I continued bobbing back and forth, each time taking a little more in my mouth.

"That's seven, cocksucker, only one more inch."

Although I wasn't sure I could take more in my mouth without gagging, I pushed myself further.

"There you go, sissy, you did it. You got all eight inches of my meat. Now play with my balls and get me off."

Eager to taste my first load of cum, I furiously bobbed on his cock like a slutty teenage girl, not the forty-************* married father of two I was, pulling and rolling his big balls in my hand.

"I'm getting close, ******," he grunted, which had my free hand going to my own cock. I pumped my cock quickly while keeping a similar pace on his cock. A minute later, I heard a grunt and felt him spray his cum into my mouth and his balls pull up. I eagerly swallowed the salty seed that was way less unpleasant than I expected. I continued to suck his cock, although slower now, milking the last of his seed into my mouth.

I heard a door open and I quickly stood up, my face of shame branded on me. The unnamed young man I just pleasured smiled and complimented, "For a first time, you are a natural."

I didn't respond as an older man walked in. My erection still in full view, I attempted to cover it, which only made what I had just done even more obvious.

The younger man shut off his shower and said to the older gentleman, "He is a great cocksucker, if that floats your boat." As he left, the young man said, "Thanks for the great blow job, ******."

My face was redder than Hell itself as I wanted to flee, but then I would be in the same room as him again.

The old man shook his head in disgust, making me feel even dirtier, and he headed towards the sauna.

I finished my shower, realizing I still had a full head of shampoo, while oddly savoring the lingering after taste of my first mouthful of cum. My cock refused to shrivel and I eventually grabbed a towel and hurried to my room.

Once inside, I replayed the events of my first gay experience, as I furiously beat off. Now alone in my room, my shame disappeared and I was eager to do it again. I suddenly felt like a teenager after losing my virginity...I was addicted.

Sadly, my job called and I had to head off to work, my neglected cock begging for attention.

Unfortunately, I didn't see my unnamed stud again, even though I made sure to be in the gym at the same time the next day. I returned to my family with a dark secret, and an even bigger craving to do it again and again.