Gay sex story – Vacation in Goa

I was on vacation in Goa, with a friend of mine. I had just separated from my wife and was blowing off some steam. My friend, Manoj, and I were living it up, drinking, partying, and hooking up with women. One night we were at one of the beachfront bars. I had been drinking all night and felt a little dizzy. Manoj and I got separated, he hooked up with some girl, and I felt like I just needed a walk to clear my head. I walked down the beach a little and sat on a bench not far from the shore.

My head was still spinning but feeling better than earlier. I was smoking a cigarette when I saw a guy headed my way. He came right up to me and started a conversation. He asked for a cigarette, introduced himself–Manjeet was his name. He sat down and started talking like we were old friends. Manjeet and I just talked about everything, I felt right at ease and I honestly had no clue where this was headed. Manjeet suggested that we take a swim and I thought it would be fine, so we started to undress and I noticed him looking at me, I guess because I was looking at him. It was the first time in my life that I saw another guy get undressed, aside from my brother.

I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. He was dark 5’11” about 65kgs, in great shape, with a nice chest and great abs, strong arms and shoulders, thick thighs, and a big dick with a fat head and low hanging nuts. I felt a little self-conscious because I stand 5’10” about 63kgs with a nice natural build; my dick seemed very small compared to his. We got into the water and waded around for a bit, making idle chatter. Suddenly Manjeet swam up behind me and slowly put his arms around me and started to rub his cock against me. I was a little nervous because I could feel it sliding into my crack but the feeling of his hands rubbing my body made me feel oddly at ease.

Up to this point, sex with a man was something I had fantasized about, never thinking it would or could happen because I was married, and I never thought I would find myself in this position. Anyway, I reached back and for the first time in my life I was touching a cock other than my own and it was a big thick, cock attached to a great looking guy who was in great shape. It started to rain and thunder so Manjeet suggested we get out and go to his place. I found myself just going with the flow, feeling like this is something new, something I had been thinking about for a while never thinking it would happen and here it was. We got dressed, gathered our stuff and crossed the street to his building.

There wasn’t much conversation on the way up to his apartment; I was starting to feel a little hesitant. We walked into his apt and he said he was going to shower and that I could shower also. I waited for him to finish, he came out with a towel wrapped around his waist and I couldn’t stop looking at his body and the outline of his cock through the towel but I couldn’t stop feeling embarrassed about it. I took a shower and when I came out Manjeet was lying on the bed naked. I had a towel wrapped around my waist and I sat on the edge of the bed. Manjeet moved down and asked me if this was the 1st time I was ever with a man. I felt foolish that it was that obvious, he told me not to worry, that we wouldn’t do anything I didn’t want to do. Then he kissed me.

It was strange but good, I found myself kissing him back, just giving in to the good feelings, next thing I knew my hands were running over his body, then my mouth. I worked my way down his neck, his chest; over his nipples, and for the second time I was touching another cock other than my own. I was holding it in front of my face, just looking at it, then Manjeet gave a gentle push on the back of my head and arched his hips so I opened my lips and let his cock slide into my mouth. Manjeet grabbed a hold of my head and was gently urging me up and down on his cock. I could feel it growing inside my mouth, my head was spinning with all of the new feelings I was experiencing. I wasn’t sure if what I was doing was good or right, I just tried sucking and licking the way I liked it when a girl went down on me.

Manjeet pulled my face up to his and kissed me again, a deep tongue probing kiss, I could feel myself ‘swooning’ giving myself over to him and the feeling of being his. He grabbed my cock, which was hard as a rock, and started pulling on it. He pushed me onto my back and lifted my legs from the knees and sucked on my dick like I had never felt before then he turned his attention to my ass and I thought I was going to lose it. He was tonguing in and around my ass and I was squirming, moaning, writhing under his touch. He continued jerking my cock as he slid his body up, my legs were over his shoulders and he was positioned right above me, he leaned forward and kissed me, I could feel his cock pressing against my ass, I wrapped my arms around his body and could feel myself just opening up to him.

He sat back and just kept playing his cock over my asshole while he was jerking my dick. He put it right at my hole and pushed and rubbed ever so gently but persistently, and his hands were moving over my body and stroking my cock. He started to play with my nipples; the feeling of my nipples being teased as my cock was being stroked and my ass was being stimulated was too much. I came like a banshee, screaming, moaning, yelling, and shooting all over my own chest, stomach, and his hand. I guess the sight of me shooting was enough for him because he lowered my legs and jerked his dick until he shot all over me.

It was such a turn on seeing another man shoot, let alone a gorgeous black man like Manjeet. When I finally calmed down I had to ask him if he had just fucked me because I could have sworn that I felt myself opening up to him and that he slipped inside me but he said no he didn’t. We took a shower, we took turns washing each other, he pushed me down to my knees and guided his cock into my mouth. He got hard in my mouth again as I tried my best to suck his cock. He told me to play with his balls and stroke his cock while I sucked. I kept looking up, seeing his face and the pleasure he was getting from me got me so fucking hard. He grabbed a firmer hold of my head and moaned, he was going to cum. I tried to pull off but he held me there and pushed his cock further into my mouth. Suddenly I felt his body and his cock jerk and spasm as he shot into my mouth and down my throat.

I was shocked but turned on; this was the first time I was taking a load in the mouth. He held my head until he was done and he told me to suck on the head as I squeezed from the base up to get out every last drop. We got out of the shower and went back to the bedroom. He was laying there naked and I wanted to just get between his legs and service him again, offer up my mouth, my ass, anything but I started to feel a case of the nerves.

Immediately after I got a little freaked and I got dressed and left. To this day I regret leaving because I can only imagine what might have happened had I stayed the night. I might have learned how to truly be a bottom, how to service a man, how to go about exploring the feelings I had before that night and have had since then.