My Story of first time

Like so many others I wasn't always aware of the fact that I was gay.
This is a true story by the way, of how my first time with a guy.......happened.

At age eighteen I wasn't a sexual virgin, by no means at all, but it had only been in the form of straight sex. Although I've always had the feeling I was somewhat different. Up 'til that point, whenever I had sex with a girl I never managed to cum. Driving girlfriend after girlfriend crazy, some taking it as a challenge that had to be won (meaning 8-10 hours of non-stop sex) and others taking it as an offence dumping me on the spot. The last girlfriend, whom I was with for all of 7 months, was a virgin when we met and I still didn't feel like it was giving me enough resistance or pleasure.

But anyway, that summer I went to Malta on a language course, thinking it was for advanced students. Only to realise when I got there that it was a beginner’s course, meaning I would have a lot of free time on my hands for the next three weeks. Therefore I went out with the other students almost seven nights a week, dancing and picking up girls from different countries.

I'm 6'2", about 150 pounds and quite athletic, since I used to model and do some martial arts. So getting cute Italian girls to notice a young blond, azury blue-eyed and tanned Danish guy wasn't that difficult.
After the first two weeks, I was getting tired of the same giggly girls coming over every night, so I thought to myself, today I'm just gonna hang out with the guys and drink a bit. Of the 70 people coming from Denmark only 10 where male and we quickly bonded into a little tight knit group. Before going out we decided to shop a little, and find something to drive the chicks crazy (boys being boys), I found a very tight fitting white tank top that was almost too tight to get on. Deciding that a pair of white knickers and matching flip-flops (its 42^C on Malta at that time of year) would do the trick and make me look even more tanned, I went out to a bar with the gang.

After a couple of hours drinking beer and dancing, this Italian guy caught my eye.

He was blond with blue eyes, strange for an Italian, but still had the typical dark Italian features. Every time I went out on to the dance floor he seemed to be there with some girl, and every time I sat down he disappeared.
After a particularly fast and loud number, I almost fell up against a wall my heart beating fast and struggling to catch my breath. Out of the blue he suddenly stood beside me, leaning and the concrete with one shoulder, his hands in his pockets. Lifting an arm as hello and smiling awkwardly I kept trying to catch my breath. Smiling back he motioned something like "wanna go outside for some air?", I just nodded and followed him through the crowd. Outside it was much cooler and I immediately calmed down, thus realising that I was drenched in sweat. My super tight tank top seemed a little transparent, and my hard nipples where petruding through the fabric. He gave a glance I had never experienced before (lots of times since though) and smiled, revealing soft dimples on each side of his full lips.

Naturally my cheeks flushed a bit, and I looked down. He just padded me on the shoulder and told me to follow him, so I did. He walked briskly through narrow streets, sometimes turning full circle to see if I was still with him. I can still remember the way he smiled as he turned, knowing he had my full attention. After a short walk we where down by the lagoon overlooking clear waters under the full moon. It wasn't as bright as daytime but it was still bright enough to distinguish colour and movement easily. He led me to a peer, and stopped only when we where three feet from the edge, far away from nearby houses. There was actually no additional light but the moon above. Slowly he took his shirt of and revealed a great body, with chiselled abs and small hard nipples. Taking a hold of the button of his trousers he looked up at me waitingly, as if to say "your turn".
I crossed my arms and took a hold of my tank top, getting it about halfway up my chest, and then the dampness and the size made it difficult for me to get it further. Without hesitation he took a step towards me and helped me with the rest, never letting my eyes go with a knowing glimmer in his. After letting my top fall to the ground, he pulled back and preceded his little show.
Little by little I was getting turned on, my drunkenness disappearing fast.

As the final button of his pants opened he slowly turned around, finally letting go of me with his eyes. Even slower he let his pants fall to the ground, revealing nothing but bare skin. My heart skipped a beat and I let out a soft gasp. He turned his head and smiled the wicked smile again, pointing to the water. I got the picture and opened my shorts, taking both underwear and shorts of at the same time. With a swimmers grace he dove in to water and came up for air like a movie-made merman. Smiling again he raised a finger out of the water and moved for me to follow. The water was cool but my skin quickly adjusted to the feel of water all around me. This didn't diminish my growing lust, quite the opposite. Emerging the same way he did, I quietly swam towards him. Only inches apart we could feel each others breathing and water movement caressing our bodies. He smiled again and came closer touching my lips gently with his. It was like nothing I had ever experienced his lips where so soft and moist I felt like I was almost falling into his face. Slowly we adjusted to swimming and kissing, occasionally letting our tongues meet and tasting each others mouths. I pulled away a bit and smiled at him for the first time, trying to say something I opened my mouth but he just put a finger to my lips and shook his head. I suddenly rushed forward grabbing his face with both hands and kissing him deeply. We both took a long draw of breath and came closer than ever before.

Almost forgetting that we, where in deed underwater we kissed, hugged and explored 'til we ran out of breath and had to surface. Repeating this for a while until we where both on the brink of going under. We slowly swam to a nearby rock positioned about 30-40 feet out in the water. Climbing up we sat for while catching our breath and admiring each others now very well toned bodies. I moved a little to find a spot where we could sit, and actually finding an alcove of some sort large enough for both of us to lye next to each other, his head on my chest.
We quickly resumed our game from before kissing and touching like there was no tomorrow. He slowly kissed his way down my abs making me moan with every inch of progression. Reaching my rock hard cock, he quickly slipped it in to his mouth as if it was meant to be there. I moaned even harder and began toying with his hair, pushing his head down further. Taking the hint he engulfed the entire 7 inches of my massive boner, coming to rest with his nose in my neatly trimmed pubes. Almost crying out in sheer joy I let out a low grunt making my manhood shiver and swell in his mouth. Coming up for air a few times he continued this for 15 minutes or so, stopping whenever I was about to cum. At some point he had managed to lick on one of his fingers and guiding it down between my legs he gently massaged my hole, increasing the pleasure. Finally he slipped it inside and another low grunt emerged from deep inside my chest. Easing yet another finger inside me, he continued to suck my cock hard.

I managed to pull him up and forcibly kiss him, motioning for him to get in between my legs. He did this, spitting in his palm and lubrication the head of this 8 inch monster I hadn't had a chance to see up close 'til now. In my mind I was struggling between wanting it inside me and wanting to give him the same treatment he had just given me. Opting for the first I kissed him and pushed with my hand on his lower back, letting him know that he could continues.
Seconds later I felt the most searing pain travelling through me as the head of his organ entered my virgin ring. Stopping knowingly, he held it there until I was ready to give it another go. Slowly and with multiple stops, added lubrication and kissing, he finally got it all the way in. Uttering the first words between us I whispered "fuck me" and he began thrusting his member in and out of me with increasing speed. I was moaning hard and talking almost in tongues as he rammed me for almost an hour. Suddenly he erupted, his cock swelling like a fire hose and filling me with his warm sperm. As I felt it swell inside me I too came with such violence I almost passed out.

Falling down onto my chest he panted and breathed heavily for a while, listening to my racing heart underneath him.
After some more soft kisses we swam back to the peer and got dressed, little by little and stealing glanced at each other the whole time.
Walking back he turned and kissed me looked in to my eyes, smiled and disapeared in to the darkness.
Leaving me without a name or a goodbye, but with a memory to last a lifetime........