This is a true story, my first sexual encounter. I was 18 at the time, and in Paris as part of my College course, to help improve my French. There was a group of us, eight girls and me. I looked young for my age, more like a 16 year old, with slim hips and a naturally wide chest I had never worked out so my body was still quite boyish. We had been booked into a hotel, and since I was the only guy I got a room to myself. The first evening we went to eat in a Tunisian restaurant. The waiter was a little older than me and about 5ft 11 tall.
He kept looking in my direction and ruffled my hair when he came to take our order. The girls joked that I had better watch out as he had obviously taken a shine to me. I didn't really know what they meant, I had my suspicions but never dreamt that it might lead to anything else. Later that evening, I returned alone to the restaurant. Ahmed seemed pleased to see me, and came over immediately to say hello. He offered me a mint tea, which I sipped as he served other customers. He came back over and asked if I'd like to go for a drink with him when he finished work.
I accepted and hung around until about 2.00 am. He went upstairs and changed out of his work clothes and came down smelling of something exotic. We left the restaurant, and went to an all-night bar where we had a few beers. The bar was quite rowdy and Ahmed asked if I minded calling back at his flat to see if he had any mail. A short taxi ride later we pulled up outside a typical Parisian apartment block. We got out and he checked the pigeon-holes in the hallway.
He suggested we go up to his flat. We climbed the two flights of stairs, and just before we went in to his apartment he said he had to go to the toilet. He went through a doorway, and I could see the old french-style toilet, just a porcelain affair on the floor, no seat. By this time I felt a stirring in my cock, the atmosphere was charged and I knew he had plans. It was erotic watching his ass as he pissed into the toilet, he filled out his jeans so well. Zipping up, he came out and we went into the flat. I sat down on the bed. He had only a small room with a single bed down one side. He got out some whisky and we drank it from the bottle. He was sitting next to me, and as we talked he let his hand slip onto my knee. I was very nervous by this time, but very excited. My cock was hard and I saw his eyes move to my crotch. He looked at me, and put his hand over my basket. I saw his face move towards mine, it was as if everything was in slow motion.
He kissed me, and put his tongue into my mouth. I remember finding it strange, his facial hair ticked my lips. I had never kissed a man before, it was so different. He began to move his hand over my chest, and started unbuttoning my shirt. I told him I was drunk I wasn't, but it seemed to take any responsibility away from me. I just sat there, and let him undress me. He took my shirt off and nibbled my tits as he reached for the buckle on my belt. I could see he was very turned on his cock was clearly visible in his trousers, standing at an angle towards his belt. It looked enormous. He pulled my jeans down my legs, and as he did so, he nuzzled my straining cock. I was wearing very small, red, Hom briefs and by this time the head of my cock was protruding above the top of them. He had me stand up, and squeezed my balls through the fabric. His other hand was needing my ass, and his finger was pushing between my cheeks. He peeled the briefs off me in one movement, and I stood there naked as he ran his hands all over my goose-pimply flesh.
He seemed fascinated by my foreskin and he pulled it back to expose the head. I am only around 7 inches long when hard, but very thick. I started to remove the jumper he was wearing, and he helped me by pulling it over his head. I let my hands do what they had always wanted to do, feel another man's body. His ass was delicious, full and firm. Nervously, I moved my hands around to his legs, and up to his cock. It felt huge. I had never even seen another cock hard before, let alone feel one. It was like steel, I could hardly get my hand around it. I unbuttoned his trousers, and pulled them down.
Like me, he was wearing French briefs, but his were green and so full of what he had to offer. I just couldn't stop squeezing him. His cock pulsed each time I squeezed. He pushed me down on the bed and kissed me again. He moved down and kissed and licked my neck, I was so turned on by now and wondered what he was going to do next. He gave me a tongue bath, sucking each nipple. I don't have any chest hair and he obviously liked that. He pushed his chest into my groin as he licked me, and gradually moved down towards my stomach. His hands ran up and down my sides as he approached his goal. He reached my pubic hair, and licked the sensitive skin either side of my cock. My ball sack was next, I felt a glorious sensation as he licked my balls, taking each and then both into his mouth. I thrust at him and he took hold of my rigid tool, by now flat against my belly.
I thought I was going to come when he teased the exposed end of my cock. He put his tongue under my foreskin, and then swirled it round as he pulled the skin back with his mouth and sank it down over the now bare head. I was in ecstasy and began groaning. He took my cock out of his mouth and began licking underneath my balls. He pushed my legs into the air and licked between my legs towards my hole. I had never felt anything like it before and when I felt his tongue licking around my hole I nearly came on the spot. He kept this up for a good few minutes, his tongue probing and flicking. Then he stopped and stood up. He massaged his cock, and erotically pulled his briefs down and threw them into a corner of the room. His cock stood out at a 45 degree angle, it was enormous (to me anyhow), at least eight inches long and as thick as my wrist. His pubic hair was very dark and his prick grew out of it like a tree in a forest. His cock-head flared out from the stem. He was circumcised and I could see a drop of precum forming on the tip.
or He pushed me back down on the bed, my legs over the edge, and sat in my stomach, his cock just inches from my mouth. I tried to lick the end, but he pushed my head back down. He moved up so he was squatting over my face. The delicious man-scent was intoxicating as he lowered his balls towards my mouth. Greedily I licked his ball-sack as he ground himself into my face. He moved forwards and I let my tongue have its first experience or what a man has between his legs. I could feel the ridge of skin running from his balls around to his ass, all the time breathing in the heady scent.
He moved forward some more, and my tongue sought out his hole. I didn't think I would ever do this, but I ran my tongue around his hole and then with passion tried to push it right inside him. He pushed down hard, and the tip of my tongue went inside him as he opened up. It tasted a slightly bitter-sweet and I wanted more. I felt so intimate as I ran my hands over his firm cheeks. I couldn't believe what was happening. He got up and turned around, facing my cock. I carried on with my assault of his asshole, oblivious to anything else, then I felt a warm sensation on my cock as he took it into my mouth. I felt my cum rising and pulled him back. He stood up and turned me over onto my stomach, and ran his hands over my back and my ass. He pulled my cheeks apart and began eating my hole. I was squirming, and then I felt a pain and realised he was trying to put his finger inside me. I tried to relax, and gently he pushed into me. What a feeling!
My asshole relaxed, and he pushed in another finger alongside the first. He pushed his fingers deep inside me, and suddenly I felt this wonderful feeling like an ache at first, but then a glob of cum shot out of me. I now know he had found my prostate. He massaged me as he pulled me off the bed onto my hands and knees. I reached for my cock, but he pushed my hand away. I felt something cold, and then his fingers again. Then I felt something much bigger trying to get inside me. I screamed out with intense pain, but he carried on. I asked him to stop, and he stayed still for a while. The pain gradually subsided, and he pushed some more. At home, I often used to fuck myself with bananas, but nothing this big! I suddenly felt I needed to take a shit as he pushed into me up to the hilt. I couldn't believe I had that thing all the way inside me. Slowly at first he began to fuck me, pulling nearly all the way out, then all the way back in again.
I lifted myself so I was on my knees, and he thrust up inside me with some force. It was like I was being impaled. I was grunting like a pig. He reached round to fondle my balls and pulled them hard away from my body. I was literally oozing by now as he stroked my rigid cock. His hand had some sort of lubricant on it and he shafted me, running his fist from the sensitive end to the base, again and again. I felt him get even bigger inside me, and his movements became erratic and more forceful. I yelled out with the brute force of his thrusting. He screamed and I felt his cock pulsate inside me.
His hand went faster and faster on my cock and I almost fainted as I had that familiar feeling inside my balls. Strings of white cum shot out of my cock, past my face and onto the wall beyond. I collapsed onto the floor, his cock still inside me. He lay on top of me, panting heavily. At last I was no longer a virgin. I made up my mind there and then to call in to that restaurant again the next evening!
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