It had been a few days since I posted my ad in the "Men seeking Men" section on swinging heaven. I had been stood up once, and had a lot of timewasting emails with myriads of cock shots (sometimes two guys would send the same exact picture...) and though I replied to every email that met my criteria, I rarely heard back. I was beginning to lose faith. Then it happened. My MSN told me someone had signed in. Brilliant. We got talking, and he seemed nice enough, a little older than I'd hoped for, but after seeing his picture he looked young enough. He said he'd be in town the very next day if I was still up for it. So I gave him my number, so he could call me in the morning and get directions to my house. We ended the conversation, and I went out for a normal night with my mates, none of whom have any idea about my secret cocksucking fantasies. I went to bed nervous and excited. I woke up the next day a little later than I'd planned. I ran myself a bath, and got in. I'd only been in there for 5 minutes when my mobile rang. It was him. I gave him my address, and he said he'd be there in 10 minutes. Excited, but more nervous than ever I dried myself and got dressed, and went downstairs to wait... 10 minutes later I heard a knock at my door. I opened it and there he was, in football shirt and jeans, better looking than his photo had suggested. "Come in" I urged him. He looked around a bit and asked me a bit about myself, but I could se he wasn't here for the small talk, and neither was I. "Where do you want to do it?" I asked. "I don't really mind" he replied, so I led him upstairs to my room. "This is my first time, so sorry if I'm no good" I said in a falsely confident voice. He smiles and said it was ok. We went into my room and shut the door. I told him to take a seat and make himself comfortable. Something of my nerves must have showed in my voice, as he smiled and said "This really is your first time, isn't it?". I nodded, and without further ado dropped to my knees in front of him. He told me "If you want to stop at any time, just tell ma and we'll stop, ok?". Good, he was considerate too. But I had no intention of stopping halfway through. He dropped his trousers (he had no underwear on) and I got my first glance of his cock. It was roughly the same size as mine, already getting hard, but not quite all the way yet. I took it in my hand and admired it, stroking it slowly, squeezing and feeling it getting harder in my hand. I removed my hand, steadied my self on the bed, licked my lips and lowered my face into his lap, wrapping my lips around his member as it contitnued to grow and harden. I licked around his head and up and down his shaft while my head bobbed up and down. I decided I'd see how much I could get in and went as far down as I could. He gasped as his head rubbed against my tonsils, and put his hand on my head, trying to get it all down my throat. I managed not to gag, but my eyes were watering, so I pulled off for a second and wanked him while I licked up and down his shaft and all over his head. I hadn't taken the time to remove my t-shirt yet, so I took it off, as I didnt want to get any of his jizz on it. I didnt want to gag at all, so I decided to put my hand at the base of his cock, just far enough to stop me gagging, but so I could get as much of it in as possible. I went down again, my lips cover ing the full length of his shaft down to my hand in saliva, licking around his sensitive tip. Occasionally he would give small thrusting motions, bringing his pelvis up as I bobbed my head down. I could taste the first bit of precum coming out of the end. I'd never even tasted my own spunk before. It was saltier than I'd imagined. His cock continued to bang against my tonsils as I took it as deep as I could. Again, when my eyes started watering I pulled off to catch my breath and wanked him for a second. He asked me if I wanted him to suck me after wards, because if I did I should tell him now. I considered it for a second, but decided I'd save that particular experience for another day. I went back to work again, this time wanking him with my hand as I sucked and bobbed with my lips. Again he grabbed the back of my head, pushing my head down and letting it back up in time with his thrusting, but something was different this time. His breathing was getting heavier, his movements more jerky, and I could taste the first traces of his salty spunk on my tongue. I increased my pace, my head bobbing furiosly in his lap. Then his breathing stopped, and I felt that first pump of spunk on my tongue that I'd been longing for. I took him out of my mouth and with my head upturned, and him groaning softly, I wanked him good and hard as he sprayed his hot, salty spunk all over my face. It was the greatest feeling, I had just given my first blowjob, and taken my first facial! I thanked him and he thanked me, then he went to the bathrrom to clean himself up. I went to the mirror to see myself covered in his jizz. It was one of the horniest things I've ever seen. I cleaned myself up when he had finished and saw him out. We talked on the way about how he was meeting a couple soon who were bi. Maybe one day I'll try that as well... As he reached the front door he turned and looked at me quizzically. He asked "Are you sure that was your first time?" So now I'm on here looking for my second experience with another man, with any luck it'll be just as memorable (and as messy!) as the first!