Jordan didn't know what to make of it at all. He had fantasized like most guys his age during his private self-pleasuring times.
Mental images enhanced his excitement taking him to new and nearly painful peaks before his body demanded total pleasurably releases of sperm.
Each time demanded new fantasies, new images, and new thoughts. He used the internet to plant those in his brain. He snuck peeks at classmates clothed and unclothed to add to the parts of his brain he'd recall for the next time he could take care of himself.
Jordan tried new experiences he saw or read about. He even learned from his friends during late night beer spiked discussions. Bananas, cold meat, clothes pins, fingers, whipped cream, peanut butter were used. Secret places. Public places and eventually group involvement made the exploration into pleasurable activities more exciting and more demanding.
"So don't wear underwear, you'll see" Dobie told him. Jordan realized Dobie wasn't wearing any after that conversation. He saw that Dobie's jeans and shorts revealed the shape and size of his penis not to ignore Dobie's erections.
In class, Jordan would look over and see the enlarged mound in Dobie's jeans or shorts. Even when Dobie stood in front of the class reciting homework, Jordan could see the status of his penis. He nearly became obsessed with siting Dobie's penis condition.
His viewing habits expanded to note other guy's conditions. Jock, nerds, others..All had the same problem with their penis. Erections were everywhere. Some guys seemed to realize it and put their books in front of them. Yet others just didn't seem to care.
Now and then Jordan would raise his eyes and see whoever he had been surveying caught him and looked back with scorn and sometimes even smiled.
Jordan was realizing it was natural, everyone had penis as he knew already but what he didn't realize was that all guys had erections in public too.
His attempts to hide his own boners subsided and Jordan literally strutted after that. He noticed others were glancing at his own covered erections too.
"Man it's summer, take your shirt off" Clyde advised during in yet another beer created late night talk about sex.
Half naked, no underwear, usually hard, Jordan enjoyed showing off in public then. It was more comfortable and somehow liberating to be nearly naked in public as he was always naked in the privacy of his bedroom.
It was Marcus who wanted to see his bare butt. Jordan asked "why" recalling images of reddened buttocks, or boys with toys jammed into them as well as the many images he had seen of dudes with hard penis jamming between other boys' butt cheeks.
He leaned on a chair as Marcus slowly pulled his shorts down. His hands moved over the smooth skin making Jordan's already hardening penis rock hard.
"Nice" Marcus described "I always wondered can I finger you?" he asked.
Jordan felt the tip of his penis leaking already advising Marcus to be careful.
The finger, wet with Marcus' spittle moved around the tightened butthole.
Jordan liked the sensation and his butthole seemed to open by itself inviting Marcus to enter.
He sighed as Marcus finger slid inside. "Nice" Marcus repeated his appraisal feeling the soft warm flesh inside.
"Oh yea" Jordan revealed his pleasure as the finger rubbed against his prostate
"Really full" Marcus said as he continued to massage.
"If you keep doing that, I'm gonna shoot all over your floor" Jordan recalled dialog from an Internet video he had watched several times.
"Want to try it?" Marcus asked
Jordan inhaled and nodded. He felt the finger move out of him and then reenter. It hurt a bit this time.
"You ok?" Marcus said "I used a condom"
Jordan realized he was being fucked for the first time. Another guy's erected flesh was stretching his butthole muscles as it moved inside him.
He inhaled and sighed trying to relax and let it go further.
"Oh god you're tight" Marcus said.
Jordan felt Marcus hands clutching his buttocks then his pubic hair against Jordan's skin.
"You in yet?" he asked and laughed.
Marcus laughed too "Yea but here's some more" he pulled on Jordan's hips jamming as deep as he could inside.
"Oh shit" Jordan said holding the edge of the chair harder. "Fuck me man fuck me" he sighed. It seemed silly to tell Marcus what to do when he was already doing it, but it seemed natural to say it over and over.
Marcus began to move with a regular hip movement. His rhythm and the new sensations Jordan felt with every forward and withdrawal motion, changed him.
Images began to surface. They were ones Jordan had used before, savored and drooled while storing them. Now they pumped blood back into his softened penis. He felt it become erect without touching it. Sensations seemed to combat and combine.
"God fuck me for hours" he begged. Jordan wanted to orgasm but his hands were holding onto the chair so all he had was the hardness that was rubbing against his prostate inside him.
Marcus moved and the thing seemed to rub differently with each thrust and when he withdrew a shiver shot through his back making Jordan shiver.
"Oh gawd" Marcus blurted and began to jam harder, his pulling back was short and each thrust was faster...so fast and hard it pushed Jordan against the chair.
His bare chest pressed against the wood, its back rung rubbed against his nipples adding new jolts in his body. Jordon would use clothespins to keep the nipple pleasurable pain constant while masturbating. He had experimented with his own fingers then seeing other things used in videos, he incorporated these would be clamps.
He had withstood the torture in a sleepover once with a guy pinching his nipples and laughing when the obvious response tented his underwear.
Several kids tried it and several had the same reaction.
"Cummmmm" Marcus stared to say. His fingers digging so deep in Jordan's flesh it hurt without any pleasure. But Jordan didn't stop him; there was too much going on inside his being.
"Fuk" Jordan added. He felt the fire, it was like some ball pushing through and stretching whatever flesh tubes inside him. It hurt, as if he had to piss for hours. There was nothing he could do to stop it. His body seemed to have a mind of its own or was only in control of Marcus.
When he exploded it hurt too making his penis raw with what seemed like unending spurts and streams of fluid escaping him.
He was gasping out of control.
"Shit man you ok?" Marcus said panting with each word.
Jordan just shook his head. Slowly his brain seemed to recover from the moments missed during his physical explosion.
"You cum?" Jordan hissed.
Laughter was the response from Marcus "Hope I didn't hurt you" he added out loud.
Jordan pushed himself upright using the chair as a crutch. His head felt dizzy. All he wanted to do was sit down and he did, on the floor
Marcus stood above him, his bare legs nearly touching Jordan and his hand milking last drops from his cock onto Jordan's bare shoulder.
"That was something" Jordan said as he regained self-control.
"You were a hot fuck" Marcus said as he sat on the floor "If I knew it was going to be that hot, I'd uh got you over sooner" he laughed.
Jordan saw his sex partner was stroking his penis.
"God you're hard again?" he asked seeing the boy's penis grow.
"Yea give me a hand" Marcus removed his own hand.
Jordan reached and using the remnants of sperm that the cock had leaked, he began to masturbate Marcus.
"Ok sit there" Marcus stood and took over the handling of his erection. "Look up mouth open" he ordered
Jordan knowing what was going to happen and though he wasn't sure obeyed just in time. He saw the stream spit out of Marcus' handheld erection. He didn't blink as it landed on his nose and mouth area. His tongue collected some of the sperm and the taste communicated to his brain.
Marcus kept spewing streams and Jordan remained in place. Absentmindedly his own hand had been milking his penis making it hard and then squirting what little sperm he had manufactured since the earlier orgasm.
"We gotta stop" Marcus had bent over as if in pain. His closed eyes didn't see the sperm land on Jordan's upturned face despite his desire to see it.
When he did open his eyes, the sight of Jordan's tongue bringing its collection inside his mouth made Marcus smile.
"I thought you'd like it" he said moving close to wipe the last drops from his penis tip onto Jordan's face.
Jordan was still catching his breath as Marcus left and returned with a wet washcloth. He knelt and wiped Jordan's face, shoulder, chest, stomach and cock.
"You ok dude?" he asked
Jordan smiled "very ok" he said.
The two didn't talk much as Jordan pulled his shorts back on and prepared to leave. He felt odd, different and yet excited.
The videos he had watched and the fantasies he had imagined were now real. He had been fucked like all the naked boys he had seen. He had tasted and swallowed cum. He had been grabbed, stretched, hurt and given new pleasure that many stories he had read promised would be "a first time you'll always remember and never repeat."
It was warmer outside. The afternoon sun was still baking everyone who dared to walk, drive, run or bike outside.
The sun dried his skin. Patches that Marcos left on him turned to crust. Jordan felt his nipples as he walked. They were extended. His gut churned and he breathed deeply.
By the time he would arrive home, Jordan knew he would be milking himself until another orgasm expelled the amount of sperm his body was manufacturing under the influence of the memory of his earlier experience, his first fuck.
"Hey" the car was near him, driving at the speed Jordan was walking. It had no sound, these electric cars didn't. Jordan looked.
The man was smiling "Need a ride, it's hot out there" the man said.
Jordan moved to the car and thanked the man.
"You look hot and I don't mean the temperature, thought you could use some uh company" the man smiled. His hand had moved to his own crotch. He was flirting, though Jordan.
"Uh no thank you, need the exercise" Jordan patted his bare stomach.
"Ok, sexy" the man smiled and drove away.
Jordan was surprised. He had been warned that there were strangers who might try funny stuff with him. But that warning was when he was years younger.
"Sexy" Jordan muttered realizing it was the first time anyone had called him that.
The community pool was on his right. Jordan turned into the fenced in yard. He wanted to cool off.
"No swim suit no can do" The lifeguard told him. When Jordan said he just needed to cool off. The lifeguard lowered his sunglasses, "you can use the shower, I'm just getting off work so tell anyone who asks you're Clint's boy, and they'll let you in"
"Uh thanks Clint" Jordan said feeling his cock rise. Clint was a typical lifeguard, shirtless, tanned, long orange shorts, tanned legs and feet, long thick blonde hair. He imagined the guy on a surf board, his tan line emphasizing he was naked, and his long cock swinging as he moved about on the board.
"I'm uh..." Jordan started to say to an older man who stopped him from entering.
"He's my, with me" Clint put his hands on Jordan's bare shoulders "we gotta shower before heading out"
The man looked from Jordan to Clint and smiled. "Nobody's in there, have fun" the man said. Jordan followed Clint into the locker room.
"In here" Clint said as he opened a door that required a combination.
The room was a smaller locker room. Towels were thrown about, a jockstrap hung on an open locker door and some piles of discarded shorts. Jordan felt the warm hand on his bare shoulder guiding him to the small shower stall. It had a curtain covering the entrance which he pulled back.
Clint turned on the water and threw his organs lifeguard shorts outside. Jordan turned to face him as he watched the guy peel his white tank top off.
There were muscles everywhere. Clint's cold nipple rings dangled enticing Jordan to reach for them.
"Go ahead tug on them...do it hard" Clint smiled as he inhaled making his chest larger.
Jordan pulled on both rings. "Doesn't it hurt?"
Clint's smile got larger, his eyes closed "God yes it feels great, you can see how great"
Jordan did indeed see the lifeguard's thick penis raising as it grew heard. He felt the hands on his shoulder encouraging him to kneel.
He was going to suck a cock as the hot water sprayed the two of them. His tongue slid under the hardness. Clint's sounds of pleasure encouraged Jordan to take it into his mouth now. He let it go as far back as his chock reflex allowed.
Clint's hands rested on either side of Jordan's head as he began to move his hips forward and backward, fucking Jordan's throat. Then he let go but continued fucking..Sometimes causing Jordan to choke.
"Relax your throat, man just breathe around it" Clint instructed.
Each time the cock went further back; Jordan tried to do what the lifeguard told him. Sometimes it worked and the cock head would go further, other times he chocked again.
"Yea yea yea get it nice and hard so I can fuck that cute ass of yours" Clint said.
Jordan looked upwards to see Clint pulling on both of his nipple rings, then twisting them.
"Ok get up" Clint said withdrawing his cock.
Jordan stood with Clint's hands under his armpits helping. As soon as he was standing, hands moved to pulled his shorts off and toss them out of the shared shower stall.
It happened quickly, Clint pushing his face and body against the wall. His cock jammed into his bare butthole and Jordan yelped at the pain.
"Just let it happen kid" The words were in his ear. Jordan felt Clint's breath on his ear as the cock moved upwards and downwards. He was being fucked for the third time that day.
Only that morning, Jordan had masturbated and fingered himself, knowing he wouldn't be a virgin for long. And now he was someone's bitch.
He gasped with each time the cock slid in him, which seemed to go further up inside him with each thrust. Just as when it had pushed into the back of his throat, Clint's cock was stretching, expanding and exploring not only Jordan's muscles and organs but his self-awareness and sexual needs at the same time.
The sudden jamming told Jordan the lifeguards cum was spilling into his guts.
"Shit kid you were tight" Clint said as he pushed Jordan back to his knees. Jordan wondered what it looked like, him kneeling naked, lapping at the drops of sperm that Clint milked onto his tongue.
He had seen pictures of other guys doing the same thing. It excited him and he felt his penis leaking.
"Come on kid one for you too" Clint lifted Jordan and faced the wall as Jordan had done. He wanted to be fucked, Jordan thought. Another first.
He wasn't sure that his cock would please the guy. He clutched at the bare buttocks, which seemed like all muscle as Jordan moved his cock between the hard mounds.
It was warm inside the guy. His sphincter held onto his cock like the hard grasp of fingers. Clint reached for his hands and brought them to his nipple rings.
"Tug on em while you fuck me kid" he said.
Jordan felt the metal in his fingers and began to do as he was told. He heard Clint muttering as a rhythm of fucking and tugging began. Soon enough Jordan felt like he was disappearing into the pleasure he felt fucking another guy. He realized now the pleasure that Marcos and Clint had felt fucking him.
He pulled harder and harder realizing that the guy's anal muscles squeezed on his cock with each tug. It didn't take long for his gut to demand release. It felt a little painful but he orgasm'd.
"Nice job" Clint said. He soaped his hands and moved all over Jordan. Handing Jordan the bar of soap, Clint stood letting Jordan worship him as he soaped and rinsed the guy.
"Stop by anytime, but bring a swimsuit next time. Got a pair of Speedos at home?" Clint asked as he toweled dry. Dried and clothed Jordan walked out of the Lifeguard locker room a bit dazed and tired.
"Hey kid next time, ask for me" the older man at the door smiled. His eyes were aimed at Jordan's butt. "Nice" he added and waved good-bye.
Jordan returned to the sun baking outdoors for the remaining walk home. He tried to recall all that had happened that afternoon. It had changed him somehow. He wasn't sure how much.
The house was empty when he arrived. Jordan knew his sister was at the campus, his mother at work and his father still now where to be seen after his departure years ago.
There was nobody he could talk to about what happened, what he did or how he felt. He tossed the shorts on the floor and kicked his shoes off.
He was naked as he always was in his bedroom.
His mother always knocked. His sister did sometimes and other times burst into the room to scare him..Sometimes nearly seeing him masturbating.
The phone rang.
"Hey dude where you been?" It was Dobie.
"Around, whatcha doin?" Jordan absentmindedly played with his ball sac and penis, surprised that blood was expanding it as he played.
"Nuttin I was supposed to hang out at Marcos but he was busy"
"Come over I got something to tell you" Jordan said knowing he had to talk to someone. And after all it was Dobie that started all that had happened.
He realized that Dobie had things he could tell him too.