Days with Dawson

By john sanks

Published on Dec 1, 2019

Gay

This story is a work of fiction based on some actual boyhood encounters and contains descriptions sexual acts of boys discovering their sexuality.

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The summer before my Freshman year, our family moved to new town. It was about month before school start and spent most of time unpacking and settling in. It was lonely not knowing anyone and missed old friends, I nervously looked forward to school starting, wondering about making new friends and being able to fit in.

After school started, as the new kid I tried hard to fit in and some what successful in fitting into a couple loose knit groups. Eventually I began to hang out with Dawson. We hit it off, but somewhat an odd couple. Even though we were in same class he was on the older end of every one in class He turned 15 in October, putting him about 10 months older than me with an August birthday. He loved hunting and being outdoors in the country. At almost 6' and 160 pounds he was very masculine, where I was 5'10", 130, a bit of a nerd with slim and wiry build.

One weekend he invited me to his family's hunting cabin for the weekend for pheasant hunting. I really had no experience hunting, but he was willing to show me proper gun handling and had a 20 gauge for me to use. After spending a day in the fields we returned to the cabin, cleaned up, had supper and headed to our bedroom.

As we lay in our beds we began talking about sex as most adolescent boys will and then discussed best ways to jack off. Finally we got to point where each of us pushed back the sheets and took turns showing off our techniques. I was so turned on watching stroking and exploding all over his stomach. I wanted to help stroke his cock as he jacked, but didn't want to show I wanted it in front of my straight friend.

Soon we were staying over at each other's place every few weeks and always getting more involved in out jack off sessions. As they progressed we began playing with each others cock and seeing what made each cum the hardest. Finally, some months later we were downstairs at his place he suggested we go back into his dad's workshop where it was private. My heart pounded with anticipation, knowing how our cock play had progressed to a new level and that this would be more than just jacking off. As we stood by the work bench he undid his belt and pants all the time looking at me. When he started unzipping, he said, "Suck me."

I turned red, knowing he that he knew I always had my eyes on his cock wanting it. All I could do is nod. Back in my old town I had sucked a few friends in 7th and 8th grades and it had been nearly a year since the last time I had a boys cock in my mouth. He grinned and dropped his pants to the floor. Saying nothing I dropped to my knees and got a good look at what I was going to take. I opened my mouth and took it all in, buried my nose deep into his pubes and taking in his scent.

The last friend I sucked before moving the previous summer was so excited about having his cock sucked, that I barely started sucking him when he exploded a huge load in my mouth catching me totally by surprise. I wasn't ready for the taste and amount of cum he spewed out. Spitting it out I chastised him for the premature ejaculation. I wasn't sure ready to swallow a load yet so paid attention to my pace and his reaction as I began to work up and down on his shaft. I loved feeling his cock fill my mouth and with my tongue worked the bottom of his shaft. He began to get in rhythm and I could see him totally into the moment. He started pumping my mouth building up speed. Finally he said he was cumming and I could feel his cock get ridged as he built up to explode. Right as he climaxed I pulled back and he shot his huge load all over my mouth and nose. I could smell the warm cum under my nostrils and was in heaven.

We really didn't discuss what happened after that, I'm sure he didn't want to feel that he had gay leanings. There was still our mutual jack off sessions when we stayed over night and talked sex. That summer we would go to the pond on his family property and skinny deep and lay around on the beach naked. As he lay there I longed to suck him again, trying to figure out how to do it with out seeming to have a crush on him and his cock.

In the fall Dawson got his drivers license and we had freedom get away from out houses. One of first places we headed for was to his family cabin, secluded and no one else around. My head started thinking of the possibilities for some sexual fun and how to make them happen. As ideas came up I started getting excited and hard on the way to the cabin. Think Dawson must have sensed the sexual tension in the air, as I could see he had a bit of a rise in his pants. As we approached the cabin I planned out my proposal.

It was a warm Indian summer day and smell of autumn in the air, all adding to the mood. As we walked into the cabin I began to sweat nervously as a began to find the right words.

"Dawson, I was thinking of making you an offer you may ... ah ..enjoy" I stammered a bit.

"Yeah and what would that be?" A bit coyly intrigued.

"Ah... What if I offered to suck you off.. say...10 times if you just suck me once."

His eyes widened, "10 for 1... Your going to be sucking me a lot, but I don't suck guys."

"Well guess it's how much you want to your cock taken care of"

See he was rock hard thinking about it, it didn't take long for him to make a decision. "OK. I'll suck you once, then you'll be taking care of my cock whenever I want?"

I nodded.

"Let's get this done then".

As we walked into the bedroom, he told me to stand in the middle of the room facing him, "now strip," he commanded.

In a few seconds I was totally naked standing before him. My 7+" hard on was up and pointing at him. (I may have been a bit of a twink, but I did have a big and thick boy cock).

"Get on the bed and spread your legs," he commanded. I did as I was told and he stepped to the side of the bed a grabbed hold of my solid member and squeezed it hard. "I'm not doing this because I want to enjoy feeling your cock in my mouth," he said "it's about my needs being satisfied by your mouth. Understand?" I nodded and he gave my cock a couple hard jerks.

To my disappointment, Dawson was still fully dressed as he got between my legs, I looked forward to looking at his naked body while he sucked me. He played with my cock for a moment a few moments as he contemplated taking it. As he bent toward the tip of my cock, I could feel his warm breath on my anticipating gland. His mouth slowly engulfed my head and he lowered down taking in more of my shaft. Dawson was now sucking his first cock and I was pleased being his first, maybe last. He began going up and down now, I could feel his inexperience as his teeth grated my skin a bit and was a bit awkward in his motion but it was all good.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at me, "Stop holding back, I'm just doing this to make you cum!" I then tried to focus on shooting my cum in his mouth as he returned to servicing my cock. Soon I began to feel my balls tighten up as my load began to build up. Finally, I arched up and moaned "I'm cumming!" With that he grabbed and squeezed my balls as I shot streams of hot cum into Dawson's mouth.

Soon as my load was completed, Dawson got up and walked into the bathroom where I heard him spitting out everything making me feel belittled. He then walked into the cabin's common room and called me to follow him. He took off his pants and tossed them aside and sat down in a large armchair. As he leaned back and spread his legs, he demanded me to get between his legs. I got on the floor and crawled over to him on all fours, getting my face deep in to his crotch. His musk was intoxicating and I became a bit light headed with the sexual tension that was built up.

Dawson wasn't really hung, only a about 6" but thick, but I could easily take his whole cock down to the base. I eagerly went down on him with my nose firmly against his pelvic bone and massaging bottom of his shaft with my tongue. As I began sucking him in earnest he grabbed my hair and pulled up so I looked him in the eyes. "Suck me until I tell you can stop, OK?". I nodded of course. I then closed my eyes and in a tranc, began pleasing his cock in every way I knew how. Soon I could hear his breath shorten and feel him tensing up. I found a way to escalate my pace and brought him to the brink. He grabbed the back of my head and gave few hard pumps, letting out a huge moan as I felt him explode in my mouth. As his streams of cum spurted into my mouth it became completely full of his boy juice. I continued to keep sucking him as his hard on started to subside. I glanced at him he just looked at me, as to say keep going. Finally, I had to swallow all his huge salty load with its bitter after taste as it went down my throat. After a couple quick swallows he said I could stop.

It was the first load I had swallowed and I knew that there was many more to come from his balls. When sat back on the floor looking up at him with his cock now limp hanging between his legs, he just grinned at me. He was letting me know my mouth was now his and I was in total submission to him.

(To be continued)

Next: Chapter 2


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