My 21st Birthday - Sex Stories

My 21st Birthday

Recently turning 21, I was excited to finally be able to explore the gay scene, hit the clubs and bars, meet new guys and lets face it, hookup, upgrade from Grindr to real life. Finally I had the horizontal license. Friday night rolled around, and it was time to hit the night life of Seattle. I love to top don’t get me wrong, but I consider myself a Verse, explore the best of both worlds, I have bottomed once or twice before to my ex’s 6 inch dick, nothing impressive by any means, casual sex, lasted less than 10 minutes until he busted a nut in my ass and rolled off of me. I’ve always had an appetite for sex, Porn, Sex Toys, it always seemed to be on my mind, when was the next time I could cum, who will I fuck next? Leaving the apartment with my Roommate, Kat and I headed for the biggest gay club in all of Seattle. I needed a sidekick, or mainly somebody to make sure I don’t get raped and murdered in an alley. She had just broken up with her boyfriend, a night out on the gay town probably wasn’t her idea of a good time, only reason she agreed to go with me is to check out the hot men, regardless of their sexuality. Shot after Shot, drink after drink, I’m surprised I could still walk, until I bump into this guy. I’m only 5’10, but I remember I had to look directly up to meet his eyes. He must have been 6’5” easily. I stumbled a bit and apologized for running into him. He was friendly, quickly dismissed it and asked if he could buy me a drink. Are you shitting me? He really ...

... just asked that, this is straight out of a movie or something. I gladly accepted.The alcohol made me horny, I had a boner the whole time we talked. He had amazing dark blue eyes, light brown hair, neatly trimmed beard with a bit of 5 o’clock shadow growing around the edges, a straight white smile, and best of all I saw a bit of a tattoo peaking out of his shirt above his shoulder. Come on, facial hair and tattoos, un button my pants now why don’t you, take me over this bar. He told me he was 26 years old. His name is Michael. He was actually pretty funny, and just a real guy to talk to, down to earth, easy going, he hadn’t made a move or offered we go back to his place. But I was determined to hook up with this god. Kat found us at the bar, it only being 11:30pm I had no intention of the night ending so soon, but she was ready to go. All this flirting and chatting away with Michael for nothing, Michael actually shook her hand, she gave him a half assed hand shake and demanded we go. I looked up at Michael and proceeded to say goodbye, when he asked if he could see me again. This hot ass man wants to see me again, this 21 year old boy, drunk off his ass and practically dry humping his leg. We exchange numbers and he gives me a hug goodbye, my head is right on his chest, all I remember about that hug was that he smelt really fucking good. Come on, hard to believe right, tall, handsome, facial hair, tattooed, and smelt good, something has to be wrong with this man. The next day I ...