MY FIRST TASTE
This is a fictionalized account of my first encounter. If you don't like teen-to-teen stories, then read no further. If you like it, let me know. And don't forget my other stories in the masturbation listing.
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We were only teenagers, about fourteen or fifteen. There was something about him that drew me to him when I saw him at school. He was cute, very cute. A little shorter than me and in shape. He was the popular kid who had all the girls swooning and the guys wanting to be seen with him. I was popular enough, but more the quiet and dependable type. We locked eyes and met in the school yard after school. For me it was love at first sight.
Since it was nearly the end of the year, I invited him to come over and go for a swim in my pool. I was hoping to just get a look at him. For years I was fascinated with men, although no one ever knew it; I was very straight acting and acceptable to all my friends. But I knew I wanted to be near Rich. We swam and had a good time and even started to become friends. After a while it was time to get out and start to dry off. The afternoon was moving along and my folks would be home soon.
We went to my room to dry off and change. I had never seen another boy naked, let alone in my own room. But I had certainly dreamed of it! I was a little shy and timid since I'm not that big in the dick department, and I didn't want to hear it from this new kid. We got to my room and I stripped off my suit. And then it happened. I turned around and nearly fell to my knees. Where I was shy and small, he was bold and huge. He was standing there rubbing his dick and balls, complaining that he felt chilled and did I know how he could get warmed. Did I, but how...? He came over to me and stood right next to me still rubbing the one-eyed giant. And the giant was standing tall in the saddle.
It was absolutely beautiful. His dick was about 6" or 7" and about as thick as my forearm, cut and had a bulb on the end of it that should have been planted in a garden somewhere. A small sack with nuts that just kind of hung there. Since we were both young neither of us had a lot of hair, just a patch of black curls above our dicks (something I still adore). His abs were well formed and he was toned all over. When he turned around his ass was dimpled and as round as a pumpkin. He made me feel self conscious but was already reaching out for my 5" dick. My biggest asset is my sack, it holds two walnuts that are always filled to capacity. I was in shape, but not toned like him. I just never gave a damn about weights and team sports. There was only one sport I wanted to play and it only needs two players.
My mouth dropped open and he kept on stepping closer. Before I knew what was happening my hand was on his pole and rubbing it between my forearm and his stomach. My other hand was grabbing his ass and his fingers were in my mouth. It was as if we had been lovers forever. He told me to suck him and I hesitated. But then he nibbled on my neck and stretched my sack and I was all his.
Since that day I have been more of a bottom than a top, preferring to satisfy my lover. I opened wide thinking that I would die with that thing stuck in my mouth. But I just kept going and going and going until I had his pubes in my nose. It was the best thing I had ever done, my first blow job. I came back up and licked the sides and the top, all the time stroking his thighs and fingering his hole. I couldn't get enough of it. My tongue was all over the place, but I soon learned that he liked, and I enjoyed, licking the edge of the bulbous tip. His piss slit was larger than mine and I was able to get the tip of my tongue all the way inside. This sent him all the way to the edge.
We kept at it for a while. It felt like an hour but was more like ten minutes. He had good stamina for a teenager. While I was sucking him I came all over my legs and his, without ever touching myself. Just the sight and smell of him was enough to make me shoot a load that coated both of us. When I came I sucked harder and almost sucked the top of his dick off, he just gasped and groaned. Before long he started to moan and shove his dick further into my mouth. Since this was my first blow job I didn't know the signs of his oncoming orgasm.
He blew so hard I almost drowned. He was screaming and shouting out loud and I was gagging. Now I laugh about it; then I wanted to kill him for cumming in my mouth. His monster cock slipped from my mouth and slapped onto his stomach with a loud plop, still shooting. He hit his face and chest, covering his nipples and ripples with boy jiz. I started massaging it in, like suntan lotion. It was fantastic as I rubbed it into his abs, pubes and around the bottom of his dick and on his sack. He was covered with jiz, his own and mine. My boy loved every second of it, too.
By now I had had a chance to get used to the taste he had shot into my mouth and so I went to town. At this point I felt like a pro. Here was my new friend laying across my bed with cum all over himself. It was like an early Christmas present had been dropped onto my bed and now it was time to clean up after opening the presents. I grabbed my towel and cleaned off his legs and he just moaned some more. After his first orgasm (I later found out that this was his FIRST as he had never even climaxed while jerking off) he was extremely sensitive. As I got closer to his balls and dick he actually got tense. So I kissed him in that crease that is between the hips and the top of the legs, my favorite part of a guy's body. And then the idea hit: use my tongue. So I licked him like a kitten, attacking the puddles of jiz and slurping it all up. I was rock hard and aching to come.
He reached out and took hold of my dick and just tugged it a few times and I knew that I was cumming. So I stood over him and shot onto his chest and face. He loved it and I loved it. He licked his lips and sucked in my boy juices that had landed on his lips as I continued my ministrations on his stomach. I reached his chin and then we kissed, mixing our juices and tongues.
It really was time to get dressed and back to the day. But we became close friends and shared many more times together. Together we became men and I became a slave for cock.
If you like this, let me know and I'll post other stories about our teenage love affair. It was based solely on sex.