Barebacking the Virgin Virgin: A Salacious Story of First Time Gay Sex
John had never done this before. Though he had heard stories of other young men his age partaking in such activities, it had never been something he had considered. But here he was, a twenty-four year old virgin, about to get lost in a world of raw pleasure, of unchecked exploration, of abandonment. He was stepping into the unknown, but he knew that whatever was to come, it was going to be monumental.
He was clothed in a towel dipped low, the floor beneath him damp and cool against his seductively bare feet. The air was tense and heavy, and it seemed to caress his body as he awaited what would come next. And then it began. With a single look, a shared moment of intense hunger, the room was changed in an instant. All of time seemed to stand still as they moved closer, and he allowed himself to be claimed, to be taken by this willing and eager man.
For the first time, John was experiencing the ultimate clash of pleasure and pain, of exploration and submission, of initiation and surrender. This was raw and forbidden, bold and beautiful, and it was all his: his to explore, his to enjoy, and his to keep. Welcome to the secret world of Barebacking the Virgin Virgin, the salacious story of John’s first time.
Table of Contents
- 1. Before the Encounter – Exploring Expectations and Fantasies
- 2. Taking the Plunge – Entering a World of Unknown and Pleasure
- 3. Longing to Belong - Discovering the Comfort of Touch
- 4. Finding Completion – Celebrating the New Found Delights of Barebacking
- The Conclusion
1. Before the Encounter – Exploring Expectations and Fantasies
Damp palms, tight jeans and undeniable excitement. I have waited a long time for this day—the day I finally get to experience my first bareback encounter. Having only been out of the closet for a short time, I have experienced very little when it comes to gay sex, let alone barebacking. The anticipation and uncertainty fills me with a heady mix of fear and thrills.
My Fantasies:
- The virgin-virgin coupling that will soon take place
- Us my fingers exploring each other’s tight individuals
- Inches deep of throbbing friction
- The gasp and thrusts as our bodies become one
- The warmth of his essence filling me as we reach climax
This sensation of expecting finally meeting expectations has my heart pounding and filled with a heady and confusing mix of both fear and arousal. My every thought and sense is focused on what is about to take place. I am ready to experience physical and emotional pleasure and intensity and the first time’s anticipation is undeniable. My body is prepared for a night of unchecked desire and pure sex. I am ready to find out what the prospects of barebacking the virgin virgin have in store for me.
2. Taking the Plunge – Entering a World of Unknown and Pleasure
My heart beating in anticipation. I find myself upon my hands and knees, trembling in fear and wonder of what I was about to experience. I reach out my hand and gingerly feel the smooth fabric of his unsoiled bed sheets. They caress my fingertips in a loving embrace, whispering to me that I can trust him. Taking a deep breath, I crawl up and slip in beside him.
He is all nerve endings and silky skin from head to toe, with a pulsing desire that begs to be seen. Layer by layer his defenses fall away as his eyes beckon me to delve deeper, to explore and sample the delights beneath the scarlet surface. I can feel his heavy breath on my neck and the warmth of his bed, beckoning me in.
Using my senses as a guide, I trace a path down his body, tracing the lines between his hairless curves and planing, letting my tongue and hands worship his body in reverence and awe. As I reach my destination and finally come to his virgin hole, I can tell that his anticipation matches my own. I take him in my mouth, and his hips rise in pleasure, giving way to the waves of ecstasy that wash over him. The taste of his innocence is divine on my tongue, and I savor every moment until it fades. No longer a virgin, we are finally united in this intense and primal act of pure pleasure.
3. Longing to Belong – Discovering the Comfort of Touch
I was a virgin, make no mistake about it — pure, untested, unexperienced. In high school I’d never gone beyond a few innocent kisses with a girl under the stars — but I’d always longed to find a connection with someone of my own sex.
I craved that connection: the longing for the intimate touch of another man. To feel fully accepted by another and to gain a level of understanding that I hadn’t found before.
I found my chance with Tim, an older man who lived near my house. He was handsome, infectiously kind and almost a decade my senior. While we flirted over the phone and talked about books and movies, it quickly became clear that he was looking for something more — something intimate.
In the dead of night, I found myself in his bedroom, both of us unclothed, our bodies pressed together like puzzle pieces. He was gentle, caring, and incredibly understanding of my inexperience. I learned what it meant to discover pleasure for the first time, to feel the pleasure that comes from giving pleasure.
During the night, I discovered:
- The comfort of skin brushing against skin,
- The closeness that comes from whispered words shared between two,
- The peace that comes from being vulnerable with someone,
- The wildness of exploring unexplored desires and
- The joy of trusting someone so deeply.
I pushered barriers away that I never even knew existed, reveling in newfound pleasure and comfort from a man who I trusted and felt safe with; discovering the realms of pleasure and intimacy that I hadn’t imagined were possible.
4. Finding Completion - Celebrating the New Found Delights of Barebacking
I’d scarcely finished toweling off from my shower when I heard the knock at the door. Ny, my first love, had come to see me. All the weeks of messaging, all the nights we spent talking on the phone – all of it had culminated in this moment. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door with the excitement and fear of a man making love for the first time.
He stepped in, bags of condoms in hand, and locked eyes with me. I knew what we had come to do that night, and I knew there was no going back. He drew closer, whispering in my ear, and I felt my entire body throb with anticipation.. We ate chocolate-covered strawberries and drank cheap champagne until we were both full and ready. We were naked before I had time to utter a single word, and consciously, we had decided against using protection.
- I felt the brush of his skin against mine, and with every inch we consummated, I felt more alive than ever before. His manhood throbbed against me, and I could feel the warmth that seemed to emanate from his body, making me even more aroused. I ran my hands over his back, exploring every inch of him, boasting confidence I had never known before.
- I found a new part of me with each thrust, and suddenly I was no longer just a gay man – I was an explorer discovering new worlds within myself. As he penetrated me, I felt my bolts of pleasure course through his veins, and I felt connected to him in a way I had never felt before. The sensations continued to build, and I was stunned at the new found pleasure.
The Conclusion
Heaving with anticipation I parted my legs wider, threatening to rip my well fitted slacks down the middle. His sigh came from a deep place of understanding as he smoothly entered my waiting aperture, filling me with the hard heat of his desire. We kissed deeply, exploring each other’s needs as our bodies moved rhythmically in the heat of the moment. The pleasure slowly made its way to its peak, and with its arrival my body shivered in delightful sensation. For a moment, we stayed connected, eyes locked in unwavering gaze, as if carved out of time by that single magical moment of point pleasure. This was just the beginning of the adventure we were about to embark on, and I knew that the night ahead was sure to be one filled with uninhibited pleasure and loving embrace.
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