Hey all. I guess I'll add my first time experience here as well. I had typed out a much longer intro to this but decided you didn't want to hear my life story about how I got from point A to point B in this story.
This all started around this time I was 20. I was going to a local community college to get the basics out of the way before transferring to a larger university. I'd become friends with this guy who was in a couple of classes we shared and discovered that he'd gone to the same high school and senior high that I did, but he was a year behind me. We had an interest in the same music and I found myself going over to his house to check out what music he had, etc. About a year later he came out to me as being gay (we had an extremely long chat about this) and I was cool with this, not to mention my interest being a bit piqued. I'd not really known anyone who was gay, so having a friend who was made my trek into gay territory a bit easier. This was also the first time I got to see a gay porno vid courtesy of him, so this just stoked the flames inside of me a bit more.
About a year later in the mid evening of a summertime day I went over to his house with the intent on just hanging out and listening to some music. He was the only one home as his parents had gone out to see a movie. A few minutes after being inside the house, he took me out to the back porch to show me what his parents had bought - a hot tub. He lifted the one lid and I stuck my hand in. It felt really nice and warm. I jokingly suggested we should go in, to which he replied, "Do you want to?" Naturally I said "sure" and then he headed back in the house to retrieve some towels. It seemed like a long time he was inside the house. What we he doing? I was also telling myself "don't get hard when we strip!" because we were going in naked. He finally came out with the towels, placed them in a chair and then we took off our clothes.
My friend was first to get in the hot tub quickly followed by me. We made some idle chit chat, talked about the hot tub, etc and then we just sat there. My heart was really pounding because I was getting ready to ask him a question that I knew would lead to something. I summoned up the courage and asked him a slightly awkward and poorly constructed question, "Who would make the first move - the one who was curious or the other guy?" - to which he replied, "The guy that was curious." I thought about this for a few seconds and decided to take the plunge - literally. I dove my head under the water in the direction of his groin and, while feeling around with my hands, put his dick in my mouth. Because this was all underwater I really couldn't stay down there too long - didn't want to drown. I came back up for air and just had a smile on my face, so did my friend. It was then we had our heart to heart talk about me. He'd had a suspicion that I might be gay, but I told him that I like both guys and women but never had a sexual experience with a guy. We did do a bit of groping, kissing and mutual jo in the hot tub, but that was about it....for there.
I remember getting out of the hot tub to dry off. Neither of us were shy about being naked around each other now and my friend even gave my dick a playful slap down (to which it sprang back up, naturally). It was around this time his parents came home. I didn't panic or freak out, I just hoped to god they didn't come outside (they didn't). When we headed back inside we had to pass through the den where his parents were watching TV. Being polite I stopped to make small talk and my friend had to come and retrieve me. Our fun wasn't over. Back in his bedroom he closed the door and we dropped our towels. He told me to get on the bed and he'd be right back. A few seconds later he came out with the vaseline. Yep, I knew what was going to go down here. We made out a bit more with groping and jerking each others dick. At one point he was on his back and I laid on top of him - my goal there was to see who was bigger (me) and do a bit of frotting (which I didn't realize that was what it was called).
My friend finally got a bit of vaseline in his right hand and then began to jerk me off. I was in sheer ecstasy! I remember writhing around on the bed and thrusting my hips with every pump from his hand. It felt SO good. When I came, it was a lot! Talk about feeling spent. I reciprocated and jerked him off - he must have had more stamina than I because it seemed like ages before he came. I really considered myself lucky that my first time was with someone I knew because it meant more to me than just having it off with some stranger. I think we fooled around one more time and that was about it. The internet was exploding around this time and I discovered IRC which lead to a few more fun times with guys.
