The first time I had real gay sex was when I was 18, between leaving school and going to uni. I was working for my dad through the summer and had just been accepted for uni so I could do no wrong. I’d been ‘interfered with’ a couple of times and I’d had a girl but desperately wanted to try gay sex. I lived in a small quiet town and, although legal by then, gays were still frowned upon and not yet “out” so I didn’t know where to look. However in a village about 10miles away there was a small pub where I’d been with mates a couple of times drinking underage and where it was rumoured that the landlord was a “puff” so I thought I’d try him.
I borrowed dad’s car and drove over there one Sunday evening in late August, arriving about 9-30 (pubs closed at 10 on a Sunday then) There was only a group of four old guys playing dominoes noisily in one corner and just the landlord on duty. He was early 40s, not bad looking, slim and he dressed a bit flamboyantly. I asked for a pint and we talked a little. He asked why I’d come so far and I said I wanted to get out of the house and was not in a hurry to return and anyway I wanted to ‘try something different’.

I took my pint and sat down in clear view of the bar but round the corner from the domino players. I pretended to read the paper but put my hand on my groin whilst watching the landlord out of the corner of my eye. I could see him watching me so I started to rub my groin and he could not take his eyes away. After a while I spread my legs, looked him in the eye and rubbed by bulge suggestively. He licked his lips and I could see that he was rubbing his cock behind the bar.

 At 10 prompt he called time and the domino gang left soon after. I got up as if to go but the landlord said why didn’t I stay a bit and have another pint with him. I said OK and he locked the doors and pulled me another pint. He took me upstairs to his sitting room as he said he didn’t want to lose his licence for serving after time in the bar. We sat on the sofa and talked a bit with him making suggestive comments. He then said he had to turn off the taps and clear the pumps and would be back in a few minutes and to make myself comfortable.  While he was out of the room I thought I’d give him some encouragement so stripped off my Tshirt, jeans and tackies and sat there in just my kecks.  I think he was surprised when he returned but quickly said, yes it was warm and he’d join me. He stripped off completely showing a lovely body and a nice smallish cock with more than half a lob on. He sat next to me and remarked that I had a lovely body. He said he’d seen me playing with myself earlier and I said it was because there was no-one else to do it. He said let me do it then and reached over and grasped my bulge. I had a raging hard-on and he quickly slipped his hand into my kecks and wanked my slowly.  He moved closer to me and pressed his naked body against mine. It felt lovely then he kissed me full on the lips, putting his tongue in my mouth. He smelled of beer, tobacco and sweat which really turned me on. He kissed and fondled my there for a while before he took off my kecks and led me to the bedroom. He made me lie on the bed with him and we carried on kissing and caressing. By this time I was fondling him, stroking his body and grasping his firm buttocks, sometimes sliding my hand into his crack as he did with mine.  It was clear to him that I was a newbie to gay sex so he was treating me very gently. He then went down and sucked my cock whilst fondling my nipples, balls and ring-piece. It felt fantastic. He soon had me ready to come but he was very experienced and eased off whenever I got near. After doing this about five times until I was gasping he finally brought me off to the best orgasm I’d ever had, letting it shoot into his mouth and swallowing it.

 I lay on the bed exhausted. We then talked a bit and he asked if I’d enjoyed it. I said I thought it was obvious. He remarked that he thought I was a newbie which embarrassed me a bit but he soon put me at my ease, saying we all were newbies at one time and that I’d been a quick learner and very responsive. He said that he sensed I wasn’t ready to fuck yet but we could do that another time if I wished. He then asked if I’d wank him which I did, probably clumsily, but it soon brought him off, shooting a jet of spunk up on to his belly. He thanked me for that and we kissed and caressed each other again sweetly.

 He asked if I’d like to come again and I said I would please but it might be difficult for me. He said Mondays and Tuesdays were the best as he didn’t open the pub those days and I could come anytime but not make it too obvious to the neighbours. I arranged to go the following Tuesday week so as not to arouse suspicions and not abuse my permission to use dad’s car. I arrived about 8 just as it got dark and he let me in the back door, kissing me and pinning me to the wall as soon as the door was locked behind me. We went straight upstairs and sat talking with a drink for a while before going through to the bedroom and stripping off. We were soon kissing, caressing and fondly again but this time I had much more confidence. He sucked me for a while but was careful not to make me come. He then asked if I was ready to fuck him and I responded enthusiastically. He pulled out a tube of cream from the bedside drawer and put some on my cock then some on his ring. He told me to lie on my back then climbed astride me and lowered himself on to my throbbing cock. He slid it into himself easily and then started to ride me with my thrusts responding to his. It felt really good, better than the girl I’d had, and with each thrust I was going deep inside him. I could not control myself then and soon ejaculated deep inside him as I felt his muscles gripping and milking me.  He climbed off me and we lay on the bed together. He asked if I was ready for him to fuck me. I didn’t know but could hardly refuse after I’d just fucked him so I said I’d try but please be careful and don’t hurt me. He laid me on my back with a pillow under my buttocks then put a lot of the cream on his cock and into my arse. He then climbed between my legs and lifted them over his shoulders then slid his cock into me very slowly and carefully. He wasn’t very big and I was surprised that it didn’t hurt at all in that position. He was soon fully inside me. He fucked me slowly and gently and it felt really good having his cock pushing in and out of me. I smiled up at him, letting him know I was enjoying it and we kissed passionately. He fucked me for some time and I reached up and fondled his nipples to arouse him. After a while he said he was ready to come and he pulled out of me and shot hot spunk up my belly. I’d wanted him to come inside me but said nothing as I was still a bit shy.

 We lay on the bed together in post-coital relaxation, talking together and kissing occasionally. He asked again if I’d enjoyed it and I said yes very much and could I come again please. He laughed then and said he was most grateful to me for coming. I saw him twice again before I had to leave for uni and he taught me how to fuck in different positions. He would always fuck me in the same way and I later learned that this was the most gentle, comfortable and least painful position to be fucked in. It also allowed us to kiss deeply whilst he fucked me.

I left for uni and soon found other gays in the big city, becoming much more experienced. I still saw the landlord whenever I was home and we made love again but now with more understanding of each other's bodies. I shall be forever grateful to him for introducing me so gently and sweetly into gay sex.