This is a true story that happened more years ago than I want to remember.
Those of us gay guys who enjoy providing straight guys with oral pleasures and who are old enough look back fondly on the days before the birth control pill. In those days young women were chaste by the logical desire to avoid getting pregnant. It was therefore much easier to convince horny young guys to avail themselves of what a gay guy had to offer. This was even more true when it came to young men away from home in the military.
I was born and raised in a New England fishing port and we were fortunate to have a Coast Guard cutter permanently stationed at our city pier. So in my teens I had a never-ending supply of guys in their late teens and early twenties who had very little experience in sexual adventures with hyperactive hormones over-riding their inhibitions. As a result most were more than willing to stick their hard dicks anywhere warm and wet.
At 16 I came to be known to most of the Coast Guard crew as Sweet Sixteen. It all started on Saturday afternoon. It was a rainy Spring day and I'd headed to the local movie theater. It was the day of the double features so between pictures I headed to the men's room to have a much needed piss. I was only too happy to find a young sailor boy with is front flap down standing at the urinal. I couldn't resist taking a peek at what he was holding in his hand without being too subtle about it. He immediately noticed me gawking and figured out why I was looking; suddenly I was watching his cock turning into a full hard-on. I tore my gaze from his wood and looked up to his face to find him grinning from ear to ear.
"Want it?" was all he said. I just nodded and the next thing you know I was sitting on the john in one of the stalls with him standing in front of me and his cock pumping in and out of my mouth. At that age it didn't take more than 2 or 3 minutes before he was shooting out a thick, creamy mouthful that I swallowed. My new friend was very impressed and when we were finished we sat together through the next movie.
We left the theater together and I walked him down to the pier. The rain had stopped and it was just getting dark. He asked if I was in the mood to give him another round and of course I was. So we found a secluded place behind the stacks of cargo loaded on the dock and in just another 3 minutes I was rewarded with another tasty load. I was counting myself extremely lucky when he asked if I'd be interested in "doing" one of his buddies. Of course I said yes and he told me to wait right where I was and he'd send him over.
I waited 10 minutes and finally the friend showed up and if the first had been cake this one was the frosting. Not only was he a blond Nordic god he came equipped with a thick 8-inch piece of man-meat that made my mouth water. He had longer staying power and I happily sucked him off for 10 minutes before he spewed an incredible load that took three gulps to fully swallow.
He too was impressed with my abilities and we made a date to meet in the same place on the dock the following day, on Sunday evening.
That was the start of one of the most exciting periods of my sexual life. Fortunately I lived only about 8 blocks from the pier. That next evening had serviced both of my two new-found friends as well as two other of their shipmates.
For the next two years I had a least one or two sailors a day, weather permitting and in all I had about 25 different guys. Even when one of their hitches wasup they'd have introduced me to more guys so that until I went off to college I had a steady supply of hot cocks. I even serviced a couple of officers, Ensigns both, neither older than 22. Those were the days, but the memories live on forever.