True Confessions of a Firstimer Erotic Story.Part 1.

True Confessions of a Firstimer,Part One.
For this true story let us assume my name is Brian.I am a regular guy,50 years old,love my wife and two kids,I have a good job,company car,nice home and all the usual goodies.But still something was missing from my life.Yes - you've guessed it,sexual excitement.This situation not helped by my dear wife losing all interest in any intimacy after our second child.I'll admit to visiting some of the ladies advertising massage in my local paper, but the experience proved unsatisfactory,guilty feelings on my part most probably to blame - or was it!
Truth of the matter is, as I have got older a latent desire for intimate contact with another man has grown stronger and stronger.Watching gay porn on the internet when wifey and the kids were out only further aroused my interest in experiencing some 'man to man' contact for real.I knew I had to do something about it or go crazy - but what! Visiting a gay pub or club was'nt an option,not that I was aware of any in my leafy middle class suburb,and anyway, dammit,I am not gay,just curious.I had an itch that needed to be scratched,preferably by a mature male from a similar social background to me.I did not want to end up in some grotty bedsit with a spaced out juvenile who had difficulty stringing two words of the Queens English together,no way did I want that.
Surely there had to be a sensible mature guy out there somewhere! Someone offering a professional service in pleasant surroundings! But where! Then it occured to me,if there was such a person they would probably be sophisticated enough to have a website.Bingo! It only took me a few minutes to find exactly what I was looking for,right there on the first page of a google search - why had I not thought of this before? I liked what I saw on his website and decided to make the call,well I did after a couple of stiff drinks.I was greeted by a polite English voice on the line who,after I related my dilemma,assured me that his service was right for me.I decided there and then to book a session with him for the very next day.The timing was perfect,I was enjoying a few days off work and the wife and kids were on holiday.I decided to book the 90 minute £200 fantasy session,as this was most likely to be just a 'one off' experience for me, I felt no need to penny pinch.
Well the day arrived and I felt like a little kid at xmas.The 'Secret Boyfriend' had given me his adress and postcode and my satnav said the journey would take 75 minutes.My appointment was for noon so hopefully traffic would not be a problem.
The satnav proved reliable and as I turned into his cul de sac I felt re-assured,this was a very smart and respectable neighborhood.Modern detached homes,manicured lawns and an air of quiet affluence.I easily found the house I was looking for and parked my expensive company car in the owners private driveway.No chance of my car getting vandalised here, thank goodness.As I walked up the long path leading to the front door admiring the well kept lawn and colourful hanging baskets I felt butterflies in my stomach and a tingling of anticipation in my dick and balls.Was I really going through with this! But before I could change my mind the door opened and a dark haired slim guy welcomed me by name.He was dressed casual but smart,clean shaven,sporting a nice tan that showed up well against the crisp white shirt and tailored shorts that he wore.Although not tall he certainly looked the part of a professional guy and the photos on his website did reflect the reality of his excellent physique.I was suddenly aware of how out of shape I was compared to him, but to his credit he never made any comment about my wobbly bits at anytime during my visit.The inside of his house was as immaculate as the outside.Nothing flashy,just restrained good taste.As I followed him upstairs naughty thoughts entered my head as I admired his well sculpted buttocks cosseted in his tight shorts, knowing that very soon those youthful globes would be stark naked and available for me to lust over and fondle.I was offered the use of his bathroom before we got started. which I gratefully accepted as I was not only bursting with erotic anticipation but also bursting for a pee.It was a pleasure to relieve myself in his smart and fresh smelling bathroom while admiring the excellent large white bath,the cream marbled pannelled walls and the heated floor.I then went into his smart bedroom,the drapes were closed and two bedside lamps cast a muted glow that was reflected in the rather impressive full length mirrored wardrobe.The double bed was adorned with sexy satin bedlinen,relaxation music played in the background and an unobtrusive lavender aroma was present.The 'Secret Boyfriend' had obviously put a lot of thought and effort into creating the right ambience,I was impressed.He asked me to sit on the end of the bed and I paid him his £200 fee as I knew the fun was about to begin.Click HERE for part two.