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Giving my first blowjob

I was recalling the first time that I ever gave a blow job while I was jerking off last night. I thought I would tell you the story and share what my experience was like when I finally took the plunge and made my first attempts at having sex with a man. At the time, about 2013, it was a little awkward, but the more I think about it looking back on that situation, I wish we had gone farther and made it an anal experience instead of just a blow job. But it was wonderful nonetheless.

Here's what happened.

The guy I gave head to was a business client of mine. Unfortunately I really don't remember exactly how it worked out the way it did, but at the time I was running my own computer repair business and he had called me after seeing my advertisement in the Yellow Pages (we didn't know each other at that point) and had asked for me to take a look at his computer. I took his computer home, and as I was working on it, I noticed quite a bit of gay male porn. At the time, I was experimenting quite a bit being a cross-dresser, and my interest in cross-dressing, sex with men, and porn in general was quite heightened. I not only noted pictures and videos of gay porn on his computer, there were some things that were virus related that I had to tell him about. They were things that got on his computer very likely because of the gay porn websites he was visiting. I had to tell him what I had found.

It was in this discussion that we got into the topic of gay porn and having sex with men. I remember he was a bit uncomfortable at first, but I told him everything was okay, that I would never let anyone know what I found, and that I actually had interest in having sex with men. I don't remember at that point if that was when we decided that I would give him a blow job, or if the discussion came up at a later time when I visited him. Regardless, we made the arrangement for me to go visit him at his house, and he was waiting on a bed in a bedroom, naked, playing with himself, as we had discussed. I went into the room and took my clothes off. No words were spoken whatsoever.

I climbed into bed with him, and took his cock into my hand, and I stroked him for a short time. He said nothing, but he moaned and he laid back and enjoyed what I was doing. After a few minutes, I his cock into my mouth, and I started sucking him the best I could figure out how to do. It was wonderful. I felt him relax more and more the longer I sucked on him. I used my mouth and my tongue a lot, all around the head, as I used my left hand to stroke the shaft slowly up and down. His pre-cum dripped out periodically, and the flavor was delicious. Although we were both a little uncomfortable with it all, we both knew how much we wanted to make this happen.

After I sucked on him for a few minutes, I licked his balls, and they smelled so good. That was the first time I ever had any idea that a man has a crotch scent, just like women do. Not the same scent of course, but the scent of the body. The scent of a male body. It was erotic and instinctual beyond words. I licked him all over, licked the inside of his thighs, his hips, I kissed his belly, and sucked on his nipples. We didn't kiss, but he probably would have loved it if I made an attempt to kiss him on the lips. I kept stroking him as I was using my tongue and my lips over his body. I looked down and noticed that pre-cum was again dripping out of the hole. I went back down on him and slowly took the pre-cum into my mouth and I sat almost motionless, as I very gently used my tongue to swish his cum around in my mouth so I could taste it. The taste and aroma of this man, and other men who I have been with subsequently, was indescribably beautiful. And cum is delicious.

All told, it probably took me 20 minutes before I got him to let go. The whole time I was sucking him, once in a while he would say 'that feels so freaking good, please keep sucking me'. Which of course I lovingly obliged, and this was the beginning of a most wondrous acceptance of my being bisexual. It was at that moment I learned that I would be having sex with lots of men the rest of my life. And not just oral sex, but also anal sex. I loved the whole process. His cock was hard and yet soft the same time. I tried to deep throat, but I gagged every once in a while. But because of how sensual the whole experience was, he was quite pleased with how well I did. It was complete instinct on my part. annimalistic even.

He told me when he was ready to cum. I was ready, and had every intent of swallowing everything he would let go in my mouth. I didn't anticipate the sheer volume of his sperm that shot into my mouth at the beginning, so some of it then dripped down his shaft onto my hands, but once I got control of the situation, I swallowed every bit of the remainder, which was quite a lot. It smelled remarkably beautiful. The flavor was incredible. The scent and flavor of the inside of a person's body. A man's body. I think about that smell and flavor all the time now.

After he was done coming in my mouth, we both just laid there. I still had his cock in my mouth as he got soft. I very gently and slowly sucked the remaining sperm and semen out of the shaft. After we laid there for a few minutes without moving, he suddenly got up and walked out of the room without saying a word. Though I didn't fully understand why he seemed so distant at that moment, I believe it was just one of those things where you do something and then you're not sure how you feel about having done it afterward. I got up and put my clothes back on, careful not to get his cum all over my clothes that was still on my hands. I walked out, and he was standing facing out the window, and I asked him if I could use his bathroom to wash my hands. Of course he said I could, so I did. And I walked out of his house without either one of us saying another word.

We didn't talk about it at all afterward, even though I did visit him a few times to work on his computers. I did text him once in a while asking if he did enjoy it, and he emphatically assured me that I had done a wonderful job and that he loved it. I asked him if he wanted me to visit him again sometime to do it again. And he answered in the affirmative. A lot of things happened around that time during which I pretty much lost touch with him. I did venture forward at that point to give blow jobs to another probably eight men, with similar results. Because of how soft and sensual I am, I know men love the passion, the pleasure, and the relief.

I provide an amazing blow job. And I am damn proud that I do that, and I am even more proud than I am open and I can be honest telling all of you about my sexual life.

I am looking to meet more men now, and during all this time, I have received blow jobs for men as well. It has been a remarkable time. I have used dildos on myself over the years, and the sensation of having one inside me makes me fantasize constantly about having the real thing. I have had men just barely penetrate me. But I have never had a fully anal sexual experience with men. I love having this profile on this website, and I have gotten a lot of men quite interested in giving me what I want and need. And of course it is what they want and need as well. Once I experience having anal sex with men, it is going to provide me with more reinforcement in my journey toward being all female.

I love being a woman. I love being a man. I am the perfect pleasure and sex machine.

I hope you enjoyed the story.