Learning, Lusting and Loving.
I remember that first time well. I remember who it was with, a relative only a few years older than me. At that age though, a few years can mean alot. What I remember most however, is where that first time would end up leading to.
That first time started with talk of sex, and some urging from him. He talked about how good it felt to have someone suck your cock. He even said he would suck mine if I sucked his. He was older, I wanted him to like me and honsetly, I enjoyed the attention. Out in the yard, behind some trees. I remember the feeling, more than the act, of moving to my knees before him. Nervous, but curious, I watched as he unzipped himself and took his cock out. I leaned forward and put my lips around his soft shaft. I remember the sensation of feeling it grow and harden in my mouth. I remember how rock hard he got and how he would throb. I remember liking cock in my mouth right away, maybe even instantly. His dick even seemed to taste good, odd at first, but somehow wonderful. I sucked him, movimg my lips up and down his hard shaft It seemed so natural and felt so remarkable. The senastion of it, the thrill of it. I remember him breathing hard and almost trembling, then the rush of warm, salty semen. He flooded my mouth with his load and didn't even warn me. He even left without returning the favor. He left me there, feeling somewhat light headed and incredible turned on. The taste of his cum seemed to be almost intoxicating. The more days that past after that first time the more I hoped that there would be another. I did not have to wait long.
He sat back on the couch and lowered his shorts to his ankles. No one else was around. His cock wss already semi erect and flopped from side to side as he moved. He was clearly turned on and the sight of it turned me on as well. I was turned on by cock, even if I didn't know it yet. Again, I was on my knees in front of him. Again, I was going to suck his cock. I could feel myself getting hard, too. Again, his rock hard dick felt so good filling my mouth, stretching my lips. I would of never admitted it, but I enjoyed our encounters as much as he did. I even did not mind him not sucking my cock.
It would be another time on that very same couch when he put his hand on my head and pushed my face into his salty balls. He told me to suck them and I did. I can still remember his musky scent. Again, almost intoxicating. His hand still on my head, he pushed it down and said to eat his ass. I did as he wanted. I licked his asshole. I would grow to love it, even strangley crave it. The delicate folds, the sweet taste. It was such an erotic turn on.
One night, just a few weeks later, he was there with some friends. I don't know what he had told them, but it was becoming clear that they wanted me to suck their cocks, too. Of course, I had to protest, even if it was not for real. I had too. I think I said something liike, "Oh, gosh" as the first boy took his cock out. I felt such an urge to fall to my knees. My mouth was watering with lust. Quickly, I was moving from cock to cock. Sucking each dick in turn. Nothing is harder or horny than teenage boys. Nothing is more erotic than being passsed around and used. That night was the first time I had knowingly, willingly swallowed cum. So much cum. We had these "parties" many times
I could not admit I loved it. Just like some of them could not admit that they loved it, too. Secretly, I started to meet some of those boys alone. All different, but all wonderful. They all liked different things. One boy loved having his ass eaten. His wonderful, big ass. I so loved pushing my face between his cheeks. I loved licking his hole. One boy liked to kiss, I remember thinking to myself how gay that was. How funny. We had some great times together. He liked seeing me naked and feeling his naked body against me. Laying next to him, his tongue in my mouth, he stroked me. I was quivering in pleasure. It was all at once romantic and lusty. He made me cum amd licked my jizz off my stomach and chest before kissing me again. Some of them liked to suck my cock, too. So incredible how a warm, wet mouth could feel.
When some of the boys started driving, they would take me for rides. Of course, no one would admit to it. There in the passenger seat, when no one was looking, I would slump down and take his cock out. Both so turned on, both loving our own roles. Hiding my lust was impossible by now. I loved sucking cock. I loved pleasuring cock. One boys fat dick was just so gorgeous. I was in such cock lust for it. I'd kiss it. Soft kisses, loving kisses. His dick made me moan when I sucked it and crave it's cum. Swallowing it made me tingle and feel light headed.
That first time started with talk of sex, and some urging from him. He talked about how good it felt to have someone suck your cock. He even said he would suck mine if I sucked his. He was older, I wanted him to like me and honsetly, I enjoyed the attention. Out in the yard, behind some trees. I remember the feeling, more than the act, of moving to my knees before him. Nervous, but curious, I watched as he unzipped himself and took his cock out. I leaned forward and put my lips around his soft shaft. I remember the sensation of feeling it grow and harden in my mouth. I remember how rock hard he got and how he would throb. I remember liking cock in my mouth right away, maybe even instantly. His dick even seemed to taste good, odd at first, but somehow wonderful. I sucked him, movimg my lips up and down his hard shaft It seemed so natural and felt so remarkable. The senastion of it, the thrill of it. I remember him breathing hard and almost trembling, then the rush of warm, salty semen. He flooded my mouth with his load and didn't even warn me. He even left without returning the favor. He left me there, feeling somewhat light headed and incredible turned on. The taste of his cum seemed to be almost intoxicating. The more days that past after that first time the more I hoped that there would be another. I did not have to wait long.
He sat back on the couch and lowered his shorts to his ankles. No one else was around. His cock wss already semi erect and flopped from side to side as he moved. He was clearly turned on and the sight of it turned me on as well. I was turned on by cock, even if I didn't know it yet. Again, I was on my knees in front of him. Again, I was going to suck his cock. I could feel myself getting hard, too. Again, his rock hard dick felt so good filling my mouth, stretching my lips. I would of never admitted it, but I enjoyed our encounters as much as he did. I even did not mind him not sucking my cock.
It would be another time on that very same couch when he put his hand on my head and pushed my face into his salty balls. He told me to suck them and I did. I can still remember his musky scent. Again, almost intoxicating. His hand still on my head, he pushed it down and said to eat his ass. I did as he wanted. I licked his asshole. I would grow to love it, even strangley crave it. The delicate folds, the sweet taste. It was such an erotic turn on.
One night, just a few weeks later, he was there with some friends. I don't know what he had told them, but it was becoming clear that they wanted me to suck their cocks, too. Of course, I had to protest, even if it was not for real. I had too. I think I said something liike, "Oh, gosh" as the first boy took his cock out. I felt such an urge to fall to my knees. My mouth was watering with lust. Quickly, I was moving from cock to cock. Sucking each dick in turn. Nothing is harder or horny than teenage boys. Nothing is more erotic than being passsed around and used. That night was the first time I had knowingly, willingly swallowed cum. So much cum. We had these "parties" many times
I could not admit I loved it. Just like some of them could not admit that they loved it, too. Secretly, I started to meet some of those boys alone. All different, but all wonderful. They all liked different things. One boy loved having his ass eaten. His wonderful, big ass. I so loved pushing my face between his cheeks. I loved licking his hole. One boy liked to kiss, I remember thinking to myself how gay that was. How funny. We had some great times together. He liked seeing me naked and feeling his naked body against me. Laying next to him, his tongue in my mouth, he stroked me. I was quivering in pleasure. It was all at once romantic and lusty. He made me cum amd licked my jizz off my stomach and chest before kissing me again. Some of them liked to suck my cock, too. So incredible how a warm, wet mouth could feel.
When some of the boys started driving, they would take me for rides. Of course, no one would admit to it. There in the passenger seat, when no one was looking, I would slump down and take his cock out. Both so turned on, both loving our own roles. Hiding my lust was impossible by now. I loved sucking cock. I loved pleasuring cock. One boys fat dick was just so gorgeous. I was in such cock lust for it. I'd kiss it. Soft kisses, loving kisses. His dick made me moan when I sucked it and crave it's cum. Swallowing it made me tingle and feel light headed.
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