Vince's story as told to Grumpybear.

It was in the early Fall of 1968. I had recently turned 18, and just enrolled in classes at the University of Southern Maine - Portland/Gorham campus. I was still living at home, and was paying my own way thru school so I could not yet afford a car. Relaying on public trans wasn't a real problem as Portland had a very good bus system with one drawback. I could catch the bus in front of the College, take it uptown and transfer to the South Portland Bus after an hour wait; or I could hike it up to Longfellow Square about a mile and catch a direct connection to home. This path, before the new Route 1 divided highway, took you thru beautiful Deering Oaks park.

It was a relatively warm (in Maine) night when I stayed late to catch a lecture for a class assignment. I cut down the side street by the Student Union and across the ball park into the heart of the park. Despite being surrounded by the city traffic, it was quiet and dark in the middle of the Oaks. A small bridge in a secluded part of the Park took you over a little creek that feed into the swan pond. As I crossed the bridge, I could hear a grunting coming from the thick reeds lining the creek. Intrigued, I backtracked across the bridge and quietly climbed down the bank. Concealed in the bushes on the bank, I had a clear view of two men under the bridge. One guy was standing over the other on his knees. My first thought was that this was a mugging. Then I noticed the one on his knees was bobbing his head back and forth into the other guy's crotch. Now, I was no virgin, but I had lead a sheltered life. I had gotten a blowjob or two from girls I had dated, and knew what gay meant; but had never actually seen someone else get a blowjob and especially not one man to another.

As I crept closer, I could hear the sucking noise made by one and the groans of encouragement from the other. It was like a car accident, shocking to look at by you can't look away. The guy standing pulled his dick out of the other's mouth with an audible "pop". The kneeler stood up and turned around. He fumbled with his belt and quickly dropped his pants. As he leaned over to present his ass to the other guy, his partner seemed to be rubbing something on his dick, lube I now know. He then placed his hand between the offered ass cheeks and started an action that looked like he was pumping his hand in and out. The guy leaning over moaned and in a low growl said "Enough, I'm ready!" The other guy then advanced forward. In the dim light, I could make out his gleaning cock stick straight out. He pushed his hips forward as his cock disappeared between the other's ass cheeks. The guy getting fucked moaned in pleasure.

At this point, I realized my own dick was rock hard. Up to this point of my life, cock sucker and gueer were just brainless insults we hurled around. Now that I saw it actually happen, I was excited. I unzipped my pants, and hauled out my own dick. Spitting into my palm, I slowly stroked it as I watched the two guys fucking just a few yards away from me.

A low groan must have escaped mine own lips because the fucker turned his gaze right to where I was hidden. He said in a low voice "I know you've been watching, so why not come over here and join us?" I froze, I had been caught. However, instead of beating me up for spying or stopping their fucking; they wanted me to join. With my pants still open and my dick hanging out, I came out of the bushes and walked over to them.

The fucker introduced himself as Gary and slapping the ass of the fuckee said "And this sorry piece of ass is Tim." Tim grunted his acknowledgement and motioned me over in front of him. When I got in front of him, he reached out and pulled me close by my cock. Only a stroke or two restored my erection to full staff. Tim leaned forward and engulfed my dick in his mouth. The warm, moist mouth and sucking action propelled me to lurch my hips forward to bury my meat as far as possible in this Heaven. Gary went back to plowing Tim's ass. I watched as he pulled his dick almost all the way out of Tim's ass and them shoved it hard back in. The force of the lunge would drive Tim forward to swallow the maximum length of my dick. Watching Gary, I soon matched his motions. As he pulled his dick out till just the head was inside the stretched ass ring, I would pull back on my dick till Tim's lips were just around the base of the head. Then as Gary lunged inward, I would sink my dick in Tim's mouth till I was touching the back of his throat. I did not appreciate then Tim's ability to handle my 6" college cock and his control on his gag reflex, but I certainly do now.

Gary moaned that he was ready to come. He lunged forward into Tim's ass and held there as he undoubtedly shot a bucket of cum into Tim. The thought of all that cum swirling up Tim's bowels triggered my own orgasm. I pushed forward into Tim's mouth and shot my own load as Gary and I gave a duet of orgasmic grunts.

Pulling out of Tim, we both let him collapse to the ground. Gary pulled me close and planted a kiss directly on my lips. As his tongue probed my closed lips, I parted them in welcome. We twisted and swirled our tongues in a passionate dance in each other's mouth. Pulling himself up, Tim squeezed himself in between us again as he joined our kissing. First Gary and then I got to taste Gary's dick and my cum in Tim's mouth. My cock was already recovering its stiffness when someone's hand wrapped around it to stroke it. Another hand was cupping my ass and a third was snaking up my shirt to tweak my swollen nipples. I just stood there in ecstasy with my eyes closed as kisses proceeded from nibbles on my ears to nips on my neck. I did not know where this was headed, I just knew I didn't want it to stop

My pants were now around my ankles. Tim broke away from our kiss orgy and knelt behind me. Spreading my ass cheeks, he leaned in and stretched his tongue out. The first contact with my anus sent an electric shock from my groin all the way to my brain. I could hear the slurping as Tim alternated licking and actual sucking of my anal pucker. I grimaced a little as a long middle finger slick with spit found my anal cherry and pushed past it. Just as I got use to the digit invader, a second one was added to stretch my ring even further. I protested the pain, and Tim withdrew his fingers. Gary handed him a bottle of lube, and I heard a squirting sound. Now Tim returned the two fingers to my asshole and they slid in easily on the lube. It was still a minute before I got use to the fullness of his fingers. However, after that minute, I was shoving my ass back to meet his probing. The addition of a third finger soon followed with no resistance.

Meanwhile, Gary, who had been stroking my dick, reached out and guided my hand to his meat. Gripping the stiff rod, I slowly jacked him back and forth. If anyone had stumbled upon us, I'm sure it would have been a hot scene with Tim eating and finger fucking my ass while Gary and I kissed and jacked each other off. Passion swelled within me, and I was putty in their experienced hands. Gary turned me around and pressed on my shoulders to bend me over as Tim stood up to brace me. I felt Gary's dick rubbing slickly up and down the open crack of my ass. Each time his dickhead brushed my anus, I jumped. Gradually, he decreased the length of his brushes and pushed more against my asshole. My ring opened a little in excitement, but it was still a shock when the head started to push in. I instinctively tightened up. Gary soothingly told me to relax and bear down a little. The head slipped in and a sharp pain shot through me. I wondered if this was what it felt like to a girl when she got her cherry popped on her first fuck. As soon as the head had popped in, Gary had relaxed to give me time to adjust. When my ass, with a mind of its own, started to push back to grip more of the shaft, Gary knew I was ready. I still swear I could feel every vein on his dick as it made steady progress further and further into my bowels. Reaching bottom, Gary gave me a moment to get use to the fullness before pulling back. Again, I felt every inch of retreat as it rubbed against my ass walls. The fullness was replaced by an aching emptiness as he withdrew till just the head was inside the ring. I welcomed the return of the fullness as he fucked his meat back into me. Gradually, he increased the speed but never to the runting pounding he had given Tim.

Speaking of Tim; he stood in front of me with my arms wrapped around his waist for support. So wrapped up in the feelings in my ass, I didn't even realize I had my head buried in his crotch. When his hard, drooling dick slid along my cheek, I turned my head and closed my lips over the head. Coping the motions he had given when blowing me, I swirled my tongue around the head and licked across the base. Knowing it was my first time, Tim did not attempt to ram his dick down my throat, but contented himself with letting me do the action. Later, Tim would show me how to control things so I could take and enjoy a vigorous face fuck. But for now, they treated me gently as the fuck meat in their fuck sandwich.

Gary grunted first to signal his approaching orgasm. While his balls had hung low and banged mine while he fucked me, they now seemed drawn up so tight that I could not even feel them. I did feel Gary's cock swell and spasm in my ass as he filled my depths. The warm semen seemed to seep into every pore of my body. When he withdrew, I felt the trickle of semen down my leg as my no longer virgin ass let the load seep out. Gary continued to support me as he reached around me and grasped my dick. Up to this point, I had been so enjoying the ass and mouth fuck that I had neglected my own needs. Tim placed his hands on either side of my head and fucked my mouth. Just when my jaw began to ache, he stiffened and I felt the blasts of cum upon my tongue. It was not unpleasant as I rolled the slime ball around, and it seemed to fill a previously unknown need as it slipped down my throat. I stood up as Gary wanked my dick. Tim leaned over and licked my face as he gathered dribbles of cum that had escaped. He shoved his tongue into my mouth and I sucked the cum off of it. Gary jerked on my dick until I also erupted, shooting strands of man gob feet into the darkness.

As we stood there recovering, Gary invited me back to his apartment across the street from the park to wash up. I agreed and the three of us wobbled as we strode the short distance. As we passed several cars parked on the park road, we caught glimpses of other men partaking of man to man enjoyment. At Gary's apartment, I was offered a shower. I quickly stripped without shame even though here there was full light. Tim lay on the couch as Gary also stripped to join me. We had a fun time in the shower soaping up and washing each other off. Although nothing sexual happened, there was ass grabbing and playful kisses. After drying off, we walked naked back into the living room. Tim got up and headed in for his own shower. Gary embraced me and lay a passionate kiss on me as he gently steered me into the bedroom. By the time Tim finished his shower and joined us, I was in the middle of sucking another load out of Gary's balls. Before the night was over, I had swallowed three loads and gotten fucked twice. We fell asleep in a tangled, sweaty heap. In the morning, I got a quick shower and headed down to catch the bus home. I made up a story about studying late at the Student Union and falling asleep there. That also explained the stiffness in my walk.

During the remainder of my years at SMU-PoGo, I made many shortcuts at night thru the Park. Even after I got my car, I would park it away from the Campus so I would have to cut through. I had a lot of great times there, but nothing every matched up to my first time. Really, does anything every surpass the first time?

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Great story and nicely written. I wish my first had been like yours.

L

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Hell of a first time! Thanks for the story....

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