A Cock-Tale! SeXStoRY

When people write about their erotic experiences, they generally tend to embellish or elaborate. Everything takes-on fantasy proportions…. I consider myself to be able to recount events in an accurate manner and I don’t like dishonesty. My tales are all actually real events and at times, I have blushed at the memory. Some memories of course are special and have got me through many a long, lonely night! I have never really considered my appearance as anything particularly special Duckling. I suppose however, my modesty probably is my attraction in itself, nothing is less attractive than somebody who actually believes their own press. In reality, I am actually not that bad looking, six foot, 185 lb, a thick mane of dark brown hair and a natural light coloured streak running along my right temple. I am not classically handsome but smiling eyes and slightly crooked smile seem to disarm most people and when you throw in a bit of Irish charm, well it generally does the trick! I am straight and wouldn't even consider myself to be bi-curious and this means that my experience of seeing erect cocks other then my own is limited to what I have seen in porn. Using Peter North or Ron Jeremy as the basis for comparison has probably given me a slightly distorted idea of my actual size because in reality, I have a pretty decent cock. It is actually as long a can of shaving foam a nearly as thick when fully erect. When fully erect, it is a big, brutal looking thing with veins and an enormous head. To be honest, I have always envied these beautiful cocks which are thick at the base tapering towards a smaller, a la Mr North! I love the symmetry of cocks like that especially when accompanied by a pair of beautifully smooth balls. So how I did I come to see another erect cock in the flesh? Well some years back, I used to work-out several times a week. I reckon that although I was a few pounds lighter than “fighting weight”, it was probably the best shape my body has ever been in. I suppose that I must have looked good because when a straight man complements you when just have just stepped out of the shower, then something is working. To be honest, I was actually quite proud of my body at that time and I did love the way it looked, muscle and veins water running down my naked body. At that time I looked good and didn’t care who watched! One night, I happened to be in a bar in the centre of town having a drink with a friend while he waited for his girlfriend to arrive. I didn’t fancy a playing gooseberry so I decided to leave early and left the bar with the intention of getting a taxi home. It was a fine summer evening and I decided to walk for a while before hailing a taxi. As I walked down the street, I had to pass a well-known Gay Bar. There were quite a few men standing outside and somebody passed a comment as I approached. I was feeling friendly I suppose after a few beers so I stopped at the entrance to answer this guy. We joked a little and he invited me to join him in the bar. It was still quite early I decided to go along out of curiosity. Inside, I was surprised that it didn’t seem particularly different to a regular bar. Sure, there were few women and the music wasn’t really to my taste but it was OK. I was introduced to a few other people and to my surprise, it didn’t find it particularly strange. I suppose that my preconceptions were somewhat shattered. I enjoyed the evening and spent most of the night speaking with this one guy who was about ten years older than me. It certainly made a change to be able to have a conversation without any female distractions. I was having such a good time that I didn’t hesitate when he suggested going on to a nightclub. The club in question was just around and although not exclusively gay, it did attract a more alternative crowd. Inside the club, it was dark, loud and smoky and it wasn’t long before I became separated from my new friend when he went off to dance. I was starting to become a bit bored by this time but I noticed one particular guy watching me. It felt both strange and flattering at the same time and he wasted no time in coming up to me and introducing himself. We held what might pass for a conversation but it was nearly impossible with the music. I don’t dance but the combination and neither the of the rhythm of the music nor the alcohol could loosen my inhibitions sufficiently to join the guy on the dance floor. The guy seemed to be having a good time and obviously knew a lot of the regulars. I think the alcohol was starting to have an effect as I was quite relaxed although I was starting to become a little bored by this time. I decided to leave and my new friend was busy on the dance floor. I was just about to leave when he came back up to me and suggested that we have another drink. I told him that I was finished for the evening but he suggested going back to his place for a coffee or whatever. I declined “whatever” but decided to accept the invitation of a coffee! About thirty minutes later, we were back in his apartment drinking coffee. I am not sure what this guy hoped to achieve as I had explained that I was not gay or even curious about sex with other men. Nevertheless, I didn’t mind when he said he was going to change into a dressing gown. When he returned, he was wearing a robe with nothing underneath. I sat on a sofa and he sat on an armchair opposite. We briefly discussed various subjects before moving on to male sexuality. I was obviously aware that the guy was attracted to me however I did nothing to encourage him. I suppose what happened next is evidence of my exhibitionist streak. I told this guy to sit where he was and not move, just watch. Slowly and very deliberately, I began to unbuckle my belt. I then began to unbutton my jeans revealing the rapidly growing bulge underneath. My white cotton shorts were stretched over my cock giving my viewer just a hint of what was about to be revealed. I opened my shirt and I suppose that my stomach was quite well toned at that time. My host’s eyes lit-up as I began to rub my cock through my shorts. By this time, I was quite hard and I slipped my hand into my shorts and began to stroke my cock. I could that my host was becoming aroused as he deliberately allowed his robe to slip open. I asked him if he was enjoying my performance and his reply of “oh yeah!” was all the encouragement I needed to continue. I told him to feel free to enjoy himself as I slid my shorts down to show my now fully erect cock in all its glory. I stroked my cock, slowly at first but gradually increasing the speed to match my hosts tempo. His cock was nothing like mine in size however he had magnificent, smoothly shaved balls. He also had a very nice body and although it was not attractive to me in any way, I could appreciate it’s aesthetic quality. I was quite envious of his balls, their size and smoothness and I wondered how they would feel against my skin? I asked him if he would care for a closer look and he eagerly moved across the room however I stopped him in front of me reminding him that he could look but not touch. He knelt in front of me as I jerked my what I now knew to be, big hard cock. My host told me that he would just love to suck my cock and I was almost tempted to grant his wish. Instead, I told him that I would let him watch very closely as I ejaculated. I was ready to cum at this point so I asked him if he wanted to taste my cum. That seemed to push him over the edge and began to spurt cum like a volcano erupting. I was really impressed by his cum-load and his belly and chest were covered in glistening cum. I stood-up and pointed my cock towards his face. He opened his mouth as I began to spray his face with hot cum. I am not sure how much cum he swallowed however the smile on his face seem to indicate that he was quite contented. Afterward, when we had both cleaned-up, we discussed cocks, balls and the merits and difficulties of shaving. I told him that although I had enjoyed myself, I still had no real interest in men. To my surprise, he told me that I could have had a career in gay porn! I suppose that is one particular career opportunity that I have missed! /media/New Volume___/New Folder X/AFF/Lui7.jpg