Alan

First Time by t

I had just moved to Atlanta and also just started working at a new job. I knew no one and the studio apartment that I lived in was not in a very good area, so when a salesman in my new office suggested he come by my apartment for a drink I never thought it out of the ordinary.

When he arrived at 6 p.m. on Friday night I felt a little akward, but mainly because there was so little room in my apartment. I had a hot plate, a kitchen table with one chair and a bed. Aside from that there was only the small bathroom and a sink and small refrigerator next to the kitchen table that was supposed to be a kitchenette.
I poured Alan, a drink and sat on the bed while Alan drank his scotch while sitting on the chair a foot away from me. He asked me questions about work and where I was from originally and about any new friends I might have in the city, which I had none.
I didn't know Alan's age, but I figured he was about 20 years older than my 22 years. I got up and poured us another scotch and when I came back I noticed that he was also sitting on the bed. I didn't say anything and handed him his drink. I sat back down on the bed next to him and that was when I noticed that I was beginning to get an erection. Since I was in rather tight jeans, it was very noticable. Alan continued to talk, about what I don't know, but as he talked he put his hand on my thigh and started rubbing my leg and upper thigh. By this time my erection was throbbing and I didn't stop him from what he was doing.

He pulled the zipper down on my jeans and undid the belt buckle. It was as if I was paralyzed and I could do nothing. My mind was screaming that I had never been with a man and had never thought about it, but I was also curious about what was going to happen next.

Since I wore no underwear, my erection popped to attention the moment my jeans were lowered. Alan stopped talking and pulled jeans completely off, leaving me in my shirt, shoes and socks.

When his hand touched my erection I thought I would cum immediately. It had been several months since I had been with my ex-girlfriend (we had broken up when I moved to Atlanta from North Carolina). Alan didn't speak a word as he got down between my legs and his lips engulfed my 6 inch erection. I was embarrassed to watch, and lowered my body back onto the bed as he did an excellent job of sucking my cock. I then felt his wet index finger, that must have been coated with his saliva, slip between the cheeks of my ass. I was surprised that I lifted my ass off the bed to allow him access, although I had never had anything inserted in my ass before this moment.

He was very gentle as he slowly inserted the index finger into my anus and continued to suck me. Once his finger was completely inside me he began a fucking motion with his finger and this was too much for me and I came hard in his mouth. I felt I had blacked out from the force of it and when I opened my eyes I saw Alan kneeling on the bed between my legs with his pants around his ankles. His 7 inch erection had precum dripping from it and there was lust in his eyes.

He said nothing as he rolled me over onto my stomach and half lifted me until I was on my hands and knees on the bed. He slowly inserted his cock into my anus which had been somewhat loosened up by his finger. It hurt, but I said nothing as he slipped into me. When he was all the way in he stayed still as I got used to the feeling. He pushed my head down into the pillow so that my ass was sticking up in the air and he slowly began fucking my ass.

The pain subsided and I felt myself with another erection. When Alan heard me moan, he picked up the pace and began slamming into my ass. I couldn't believe how hard I was and before long I was squirting my cum onto the blanket of the bed. I felt Alan grab my hips and plunge one last time and felt the warmness of his cum fill my bowels.

Alan rolled off me and went to the bathroom while I just laid there feeling his cum leak from my ass and roll down my thighs. My mind was whirling as I thought about what had just happened and the reprecussions of it.

I heard Alan enter the bedroom but I didn't look at him. I felt his weight on the bed and heard him putting on his pants. I was confused and didn't know how to react, so I just laid there. He got up, walked to the door and let himself out without saying a word.

I didn't hear from Alan on the weekend and my stomach was churning when I went to work on Monday morning. Alan avoided eye contact with me for the first half of the day, but at noon he came up and asked me if I wanted to join him for lunch. I wanted to say no, but found me nodding my head affirmatively.

I couldn't believe it, but at lunch he made no referrence to what had happened Friday night and we just ate our sandwiches while he talked about various people from work. After lunch we went back to work and I felt even more confused by the events that had just transpired.

At 5 o'clock Alan again came up to me and said that a few of the men from work like to go to a local pub after work and asked if I cared to join them. Again I wanted to decline but found myself nodding my head in an affirmative manner.
When I got to Murphy's bar I found Alan sitting at a table with four other men from work whom I did not know. Alan scooted his chair to allow me to pull up a chair and sit next to him. I was very nervous, not only because I didn't know anyone else there but also because I didn't know how much Alan had told these men about what had transpired between us on Friday night.

The group talked about the Atlanta Falcons and football in general for about a half hour. I was on my third drink when I felt a hand on my thigh. My reaction was the same as it had been on Friday night with Alan. I responded with an immediate erection. I thought it was Alan's hand that was carressing my thigh, but when I looked down I saw that while Alan was sitting on my right, the hand carressing my thigh belonged to George, the man sitting to my left.

Again I was at a loss as to what to do. I didn't want to make a scene because I was afraid that this man already knew what had transpired between Alan and I and would tell everyone at the table and in the bar so I kept quiet and allowed the man to move his hand higher up my leg until he was groping my erection. I avoided eye contact with George, but looked over at Alan and saw him grinning as he watched what George was doing.

"We work too hard for our money to blow it all here," Alan announced to the table, "what say we go back to my place where the drinks are cheaper?"
Everyone agreed with this idea and before I knew it everyone had thrown money on the table to pay the bill.

"This is my treat" Alan smiled at me as he threw money down for my drinks.
As we walked to the parking lot Alan turned to me and asked,
"You can follow us in your car."

As I drove behind them in my car, I could see the five of them laughing and joking and occassionally turning around to look at me or make sure that I was still behind them. I knew that they must be talking about me and wondered what compelled me to keep following them. Alan had surely given me an opportunity to go home but here I was following them back to his place to what surely was going to turn into a gangbang. The thought of this made the erection in my pants get harder.

Alan lived in a beautiful house in Buckhead, just outside of Atlanta. When I got into the den where everyone was sitting, I noticed that the only seat available was on a couch between George and another man whose name I did not know. I lowered my eyes and sat down between the two of them, causing a grin to appear on George's face.
Alan turned on the large screen television and put on a boxing match. He asked everyone what they wanted to drink and went to the kitchen to get them. Comments were made about the ongoing bout on television and I sat with my heart pumping wildly awaiting what was to come next.

When Alan returned with the drinks, George leaned forward to get his drink and put his hand nonchalantly on my thigh. Ted, who was sitting on my other side, did the same. After they gotten their drinks they left their hands on my thigh and set their drinks on the coffee table.

I concentrated on the television screen, but my body deceived me as the two of them began moving their hands further up my thigh. I could feel the blood rush to my face as my erection sprang to life. When I looked around the room I noticed that all eyes were on the three of us. I looked back to the screen as I felt a pair of hands undoing my belt buckle. I wanted to get up and run, but I was paralyzed.
Alan lit a pipe and I recognized the smell of marijuana as Ted and George slowly removed my pants and shirt. As Alan brought the pipe over to our couch, everyone slid to sit on the floor around the coffee table. George unzipped his pants and his erection popped through his fly. He gently pulled my head to his lap and for the first time in my life a cock entered my mouth.

I felt Ted rubbing my ass and I heard Alan say "Here," and seconds later a soothing gel was applited to my anus. I concentrated on trying to do a good job on sucking on George's cock despite my inexperience. There was no sound in the room except for George's heavy breathing, my slurping sounds and the announcer on the television describing the fight.

I felt Ted move up on the couch as he pulled me into a doggie style position. George's erection popped from my mouth momentarily as I was placed in position but George moved my head back down to his cock as Ted slowly began inserting his 6 inch cock into my ass. I was sore from Friday night but Ted went slowly and soon was buried to the hilt. He stayed that way for a few minutes before starting to fuck me slowly. This must have been too much for George as he started humping my mouth and soon I tasted my first squirt of cum as it splashed against the back of my mouth.
This triggered my own orgasm and I squirted onto the couch. George slowly got up from the couch and another co-worker, Mark sat down in his place with his erection popping out from his fly. His was also about 7 inches and I quickly slid it into my mouth as I felt Ted's movements coming quicker and I knew he was about to cum. Sure enough, Ted gripped my hips and I felt his warm juice spread through my bowels. He withdrew his cock and I felt Stan, another co-worker take his place. I felt Stan enter me slowly and I could tell that he was much larger than Ted. I tried to scream, but Mark held my mouth on his cock and my screams were muffled. The vibration of the scream around Mark's cock must have been enjoyable as Mark let out a moan and said, "Damn, do that again, Stan, that felt incredible."

Again, Stan pulled out of me and rammed it back home causing a muffled scream to emit from my mouth. Mark started thrusting into my mouth as a flash went off and someone took a picture of the scene.

"Man, what a tight ass he has," Stan said as he continued to ram into me. Suddenly he moaned and emptied himself into me. This was followed by Mark pulling my head down onto his cock, cauging me to gag. He shot his load into my mouth.
Alan took Stan's place as everyone relaxed and watched the show. I came again as Alan was fucking me and someone took a few more pictures. Alan came deep in my ass and I collapsed onto the couch with cum dripping from my ass and my mouth.

There was another fight taking place on the screen and everyone's attention was drawn to that as I fell asleep face down on the couch. I awoke an hour later to the feeling of Mark slipping his cock into my ass and the beginning of round 2.

Hot Pictures and Alan: The Beginning

Alan - The Beginning
by DICKDIVER

I didn't know Alan very well really! Ok, he'd been in my year since we started secondary school at age 11 but we'd never been friends. He was on the Arts side (languages) and I was on the Science side (Physics). He was also a keen sportsman. He played in midfield for the school 1st team at soccer, what today they would call a play-maker. I, on the other hand, was one of the boys left out when all the teams were selected, as I was both slight physically and had no aptitude for sports of any sort.

We'd been in the same class from time to time but less frequently as we got older and as we concentrated on our specific subjects. Also I was always near the top of the class and he was more midstream. So that was a difference too.

Physically we were not alike at all. He was of medium height, now at 18 about 5' 10", lightly muscled, with black hair, brown eyes and with a slight olive tint to his skin. Above all he was elegant, moving with an easy grace which was a pleasure to watch on the football field. At 18 I was 5' 6", slender with blonde hair, blue eyes and a pale skin.

So it came as quite a surprise when, in those quiet weeks after we had finished our 'A' level exams and were preparing for university, he asked if I would like to come round to his house during the summer holidays. I was intrigued but as I liked him I said that I would. He seemed slightly surprised that I said yes and we quickly set a date and said no more about it.

When the day came I got to his house around 9:30 in the morning. I rang the doorbell and there he was. I was a bit taken aback that he was still in his pyjamas.

"Not expecting me then!" I quipped.

He mumbled something in reply and ushered me in looking really embarrassed. What was going on I wondered, but an idea, an exciting idea, was forming in my mind. What was clear was that he wasn't going to take the lead as he could scarcely say a word to me.

"Would you like a drink" he said.

"Sure, some milk would be nice" I replied.

I was sitting in an armchair in his lounge as he brought me the milk and as he bent down to put the drink down on a table to the side of my chair his pyjama fly opened slightly and I caught a glimpse of his cock. Surely that was deliberate I thought and I caught a glimpse of his eyes watching my eyes. Now I was certain but I knew I had to make it happen.

"Biscuit?" he asked.

"Yes please" I replied.

He walked to me and bent slightly to offer me a biscuit and I reached with my left hand to take one. His fly was opening again and I thought "Now or never" and with my right hand I reached into his fly and gently grasped his cock. He gasped and I felt it stiffen slightly in my hand.

"Is this why you asked me over?" I enquired.

He nodded. I wasn't going to get much chat out of him today!

"Come here then" I said and he moved close to me.

I pulled his cock out of his pyjamas and gently kissed it on the tip. He shuddered.

I guess it was a strange scene! One young man sitting in a chair with a biscuit in his left hand and a cock in his right hand pressed to his lips. The other was standing with a plate of biscuits in his right hand and with his cock being kissed by the man sitting in front of him.

He had obviously been thinking about this for a long time and I guessed he was ready to explode. I wasted no time and took his cock into my mouth holding the base with my hand so that he couldn't thrust into my throat. After all, if he was going to cum in my mouth, I wanted to taste it! His left hand came down onto the back of my head and he pulled me to him. I licked and sucked as hard as I could. He moaned and groaned and then with a shout pumped my mouth full of cum. He had needed that!

I pulled back and looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back as I licked the last drops of cum from his softening cock. I opened my mouth so that he could see his cum and he looked at me like the cat who has got the cream. I decided to show him how far I would go so I brought my biscuit to my lips and dribbled some cum onto it.

"Yummy, breakfast" I said and proceeded to eat it washing it down with the milk. He looked at me with increased lust.

"Take your pyjamas off please" I said.

He stripped in silence. God, he was lovely! Not an ounce of fat on him and a beautiful smooth skin. His bum was gorgeous and I couldn't wait to get a go at that but I would see how things went.

"Want to take me to bed?" I asked.

"Yes" he replied, a man of few words.

"Lead the way" I said and I followed him up the stairs looking at that wonderful backside.

His room was small with a single bed which he sat on. I undressed and I could see the lust in his eyes as my cock sprang out of my pants and he couldn't take his eyes of my bum. I think I knew how this was going to go.

"This is your first time?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Shall we suck each other? I enquired.

He nodded again. We lay down in the 69 position and I took his cock into my mouth where it stiffened. I felt his breath on my cock and I knew he was summoning up the courage to taste it. I let him take his time and concentrated on sucking and licking him. I cupped his lovely balls in one hand and squeezed gently. He was rigid again and then softly, very softly I felt his tongue brush the tip of my cock. I knew he was tasting my pre-cum and I let him get on with it. I was having a good time with his cock. His hand went around my back to pull me towards him but he didn't take it back. I moved a little so that it was resting on my bum and he slowly massaged my buttocks as he sucked me. He was so shy so I rolled over so I was on top of him and spread my legs and now his finger tips were close to my anus and he rubbed me there. I pushed my bum up at his fingers so that he knew I liked it and he rubbed a little harder.

"Would you like to fuck me Alan?" I asked.

"Yes" he said with a shudder in his voice.

"We will need some lubrication" I said. "I know" he replied and from a bedside drawer he produced a ½ pound pack of margarine.

"You are prepared" I laughed and he smiled.

I took some margarine and greased his cock which had swollen size in anticipation of fucking me. Then I knelt on his bed and reaching behind me greased my anus to receive him.

"Push the tip in Alan then take it out and put a bit more margarine on the tip and push it straight back in" I ordered.

He knelt behind me and I felt the tip of his cock on my anus. I pushed back as he pushed forward and the tip entered me. God that felt good! He did as I had asked though and he withdrew and then pushed back in and suddenly he was all the way in, his balls bouncing on my bum.

I screamed "Yes fuck me Alan" and he started to push in and out quickly. "Slow down I'm not going anywhere" I said and he did, fucking me now with long slow strokes.

I adjusted my position so that his cock hit my prostate more often and my own climax started to build. I knew he couldn't hold back for long and in fact I wanted to cum and to feel his cum in my bum. We were both moaning now and the tempo built and built until we came simultaneously, my cum squirting onto the cover of his bed. We collapsed in a heap with his cock softening now inside me.

After a couple of minutes he pulled out and I was tempted to clean him up with my mouth but he might have felt that was too much, so I just told him to go and wash. Whilst he was away, I cleaned myself with a tissue and mopped my cum off his bed cover.

When he returned I pulled him to me and kissed his cock. I lay on the bed on my back and told him to kneel over me. I was going to love him with my mouth. I kissed his cock then licked along its underside, he stiffened a little. Then I took his balls into my mouth one at a time, sucking them while teasing them gently with my teeth. Then I moved back a little and licked him behind his balls. I squirmed out from under him and pushed him forwards onto his hands. His head turned towards me with a worried look.

"Don't worry honey I won't do anything you don't want" I said.

It was too early to fuck him, he wasn't ready and anyway I wanted to taste his lovely bum. I dipped my head and licked his buttocks I ran my tongue into the cleft of his tight buttocks and he moaned out loud. His beautiful star-like anus beckoned me and I pushed into it with my tongue. He tasted great, musky but just as a young man should. I tongue fucked him and he moaned and groaned as he experienced a man pleasuring his anus with his tongue for the first time. I reached between his legs and grasped his cock. It was rigid and ready for action.

Reluctantly I withdrew my tongue and said "Please fuck me again Alan".

I lay on my back and said "From the front this time. I want to watch your face."

I pulled my legs up as he greased his cock with the margarine. I was really ready for him this time and he pushed into me easily. His face was filled with lust as he fucked me slowly this time with long slow strokes. On one down stroke I reached up and pulled his face down to mine. I kissed his lips and slowly they opened and our tongues intertwined. As we kissed I knew I had found my lover for the summer.