As I pulled up to the house that I had written down from the e-mail, I thought about all that could happen, and what everyone would think if they knew. I gathered up my courage and walked up to the doorbell, ringing it twice.

A man of about 25 answered, who I knew to be Dave. He asked me to come in, so I took a deep breath and walked inside. I tried to keep my composure, but it wasn’t working, as I was breathing irregularly. I had no idea what to expect from my first gay encounter.

“First time?’ He asked, obviously noticing my nervousness. I replied with a small nod, and sat down on the couch nearest to me. “Is there anything special you wanted to do while you have the chance?” Dave asked, and all i could reply with was a small nod that was a no. How was I supposed to know what to do in this situation?

“Well then we might as well just get started,” said Dave, and then he stripped down to nothing, revealing his 7 inch cock. He pushed it up to my face, slapping both my cheeks and then laying it to rest on my lips. “Put it in your mouth, I promise it won’t bite,” he said, as he began to push lightly. I parted my lips and let the warm member slip inside my mouth. It tasted fantastic, unlike anything I have ever tasted before.