Erotic, Young, Cock Lust.
I love having gay sex I always have. It has just seemed so much more sensual and exciting. Sometimes, even more intimate. From a young age, the thrill and excitement of cock was overwhelming. To some, it can just be so alluring! My first was a friend, probably like many other boy's firsts. Both so filled with curious lust, he layed back and my desires took over. Touching him through his shorts, I could feel him begin to throb. My heart pounded! I could not explain my need, I only knew how badly the thought of cock turned me on. Now, touching him, touching it. I also knew that I wanted more. I craved to feel it, to touch my lips to it. My mouth craved to pleasure it and have it inside. There is a point when one's young urges become so overpowering. I wasn't even nervous. I took the sides of his shorts in my hands and began to pull them down, filled with lust and anticipation. He lifted his ass off the bed, just enough to let me get them down. Funny, how it made me want him even more! I exposed his beautiful, lebanese erection. Full, tight balls that seemed to draw my mouth to them, like a moth to a flame. Wonderfully hick shafted, with a smaller, arrow shaped head. Perfect for sucking! My eyes drank it in. I loved the sight. Somehow, it seemed so to come so easy, so right, so natural. Touching my lips to him sent a tingle through my whole body! Just an indescribable feeling of passion. I made his sexy cock spurt cum and tasted it, strong and potent, as more thick jizz flowed out of his tip.
It would not be long until I found myself in a room with a red headed friend of his. I have never known if he had told him of our encounter or not, but I remember that the air seemed to be filled with a kind of sexual tension. I found myself on my knees, for the first time, as he sat on the edge of the bed. I quickly learned I loved being in this postion! His pink cock, his white skin, that red patch of pubic hair. I barely knew him, maybe that added to the excitement. I filled my mouth with his cock. That wonderful tingle came over me, again. Down to his balls, pushing my nose into that bright red, soft hair. I felt him in my throat. What an incredible, addictive feeling! No words were spoken, just the sounds of erotic breathing and soft moans. He came and I eagerly swallowed it. I did not even have a second thought about it. I craved it already.
That summer, I went to camp with that very same friend. Imagine a room of four boys, all just reaching that age of overwhelming urge. I think it was just the second night there when we all had our pajamas down, showing each other our cock's. I got so hard! Maybe I should of been embarrashed, but they all quickly got hard, too. It turned into an amazing night of masturbation. Watching them, seeing those beautiful erections, it was just too much. I came first, shooting cum all over the cabin floor as we all giggled and laughed. Lust filled my eyes as I watched another boy close his eyes, lost in the pleasure. What was he imagining, what was he thinking about? I watched him begin to tremble, then release ropes of white jizz. So sexy! Then, the third, then the fourth. We all slept a deep, spent, sleep, that night. The next day, one of the boys from the cabin and I found a reason to go off together. I think we both had the same idea, a curious desire to touch each other. Of course, I knew that I already wanted so much more. Soon, our shorts were down. I touched his cock first and I could see his eyes roll back in pleasure. He touched mine, already so hard and throbbing. It was the first time for me, the first time to feel a boy's touch. I could feel my own eyes roll back, now! So amazing, so thrilling, the touch of another boy! The feel of his warm, firm cock in my hand! I made that wonderful trip to my knees and sucked his dick, there behind the trees. I think I had already become addicting to cum and held his thighs as he shook and filled my mouth. So turned on, I stroked myself and came immediately after him. Light headed, cum drunk, we walked back to camp, but soon found ourselfs back behind those trees four more times before camp was over.
A little older now, experimenting with girls, kissing and sliding my hand between their legs. There was always a disappointed. I just always wished that I would feel a cock there. Know that I was never girly, never feminine. I was very masculine feeling and acting, I just craved cock. Sometimes to the point of doing things that maybe I shouldn't of, back then. Frustrated, horny, but way to young to be there, I snuck into an ABS. Thankfully it was dark, the walls seemed lined with doors. I could hear the sounds of sex coming from them. Funny how no one minded that I was there. A short, hispanic guy showed me his handful of tokens and motioned towards a booth. I went in amd he followed closing the door behind us. That amazing tingle began to creep up my spine. He put sometokens into a slot and a video began to play. It was sensory overload! He sat down on a small bench and turned me so that I could watch as I stood. His hands felt incredible as they began to undo my pants. My cock sprung out into the flicker light of the video monitor. He started to suck me. Oh, the feeling of his warm, wet mouth. His lust! I knew that lust! He held and caressed and pulled on my balls. It was all just too much and I came in his mouth, to his delight. When he stood to leave, I stopped him. I don't think he ever expected it, but I took his hand and pulled him in front of me as I now sat down. He inhaled sharply, shocked, I think. My cock hungry hands ran over his crotch, I wanted it so much. The thrill of it all! He took out his brown dick, semi erect and gorgeous. Thick and hooded, I immediately took it into my mouth and felt it swell. Is there anything more exciting? Oh, I wanted cum! It was his sounds, it was holding his smooth ass. There was just something so sexy about him. He squeezed his own balls as I sucked on his exposed cock's head until he moaned out and fed me his creamy load. I felt so light headed. His flavor coated my tongue and slid down my throat. That tingle, yet somehow even more. I think it was the first time a had deeper feelings, beyond just cock lust.
High School brought with it some freedoms and even broader urges. More secret trips to the ABS. A sensual massage from a trainer. A classmate and I had just started to be friends. Somehow, he always found a reason to change his clothes in front of me. Standing there, his cock 8n full view. Maybe he could sense my desires. Maybe he had them, too. I tried not to stare, but of course my eyes were always drawn to his cock. I started to find reasons to change my clothes, also. Pretending to want to try something of his on, things like that. Being nude in front of him was thrilling. It was also maddening. I had such powerful urges, but there was always a fear, more so in those High School years. Back then, it was rare that someone would come out and be openly gay. It seemed it was all just straight, regular guys that sometimes found themselves in these amazing encounters.
The next time he did it, alone in his room, I made sure to be close to him. So close that I could almost feel the wamth of his skin. "Wait," I said, looking for a reason to keep him out of his clothes. "Let me try those," I quickly stepped out of my shorts. both of us now nude from the waist down. Any excuse to be close, any excuse to brush up against him. I could not stop it, my cock started to swell at the sight of him, at being so close, at my desires. I had to stop, but he looked so good! I had a full on erection now and turned away as I tried to hide it and step into the shorts. One last glance and I saw that his cock was hard, too! I took my breath away. Was he thinking what I was? Clearly, he was as turned on as I was. But, what if he wasn't? Doubts crept in, but desire urged me on. I pretended not to notice and acting like I wasn't looking, I picked up another pair of shorts and handed them to him, making sure to brush againstt his raging hard on! I felt so light headed, it was all just so erotic! I could sense his need. The room was filled with an air of lust. I just could not resist any longer. With him facing away, I moved up behind him. I ran my hand across his lower abdomen and cupped his balls, feeling his hard throbbing shaft. It was as if electricity shot through the both of us! His body became tense then it all seemed to melt away as he gave into the pleasure. My hand explored his beautiful dick, nothing was more exciting.
He just stood there, lettting me stroke him, the urge I felt, I wanted so much more! I already, even just only at 16, felt addicted. Addicted to cock, to cum, to the pleasure of sucking cock and making it cum. The urge felt overpowering at times. I had to have my friend's aroused cock in my mouth! So wonderfully, I moved to my knees, already familar with the erotic, almost hypnotic, movement. Holding my friend's dick, that familar lust took over. Instinctively, I stroked it and licked his tip, tasting him. Why does cock always taste so amazing? I heard him let out an "Ohhhh," sound. I loved the encouragment. I took his beautiful cock until my nose pressed into his soft pubic hair. No sense in hiding my desires now, I ran my hands over his firm, gravity defying ass. Now, it was my turn to moan. Hands filled his lust creating ass, mouth filled with drool worth dick, I moaned for him. So close to his bed, I stopped sucking him just long enough to guide him onto it. He layed back, his legs hanging over the side, giving me complete access to him. Between his legs, I lavished my horny attention on his tight balls, taking in his scent and flavor. Fuck, it was so sexy!
Sometimes, moments like these opens the door guys to explore their own lusty, cock curious desires. This was one of those times! I suspected he had his own urges. I wanted to persue and push his boundaries. As he layed there, I got up and onto the bed next to him. Without speaking a word, I draped myself over him and let my erection touch his lips. He, so wonderfully, did the rest. Turning his face into me, he sucked my edged cock. Fuck, that warm, wet mouth! Combined with the thrill of having tasted and sucked his cock, my friend's cock, a cock I had seen many times and lusted over, I told him, I warned him that I was about to cum! Oh, that incredible cock lust, he was feeling it, he was knowing it, too! He sucked me harder, willing and eager to take my cumshot. Fuck, that feeling is amazing! I fed him my load. My friend tasted my cum.
I looked down to see his own cock throbbing and wet with his precum. Another delicious, clear, thick drop ran from his tip as I leaned over and licked it up off of him, making him sigh. "Fuck, you taste so good!" I sucked him and he quickly began to shake. There is little else more thrilling for a cock and cum addict than the moment before release. It can be orgasmic for both. Mmmm, the warm, salty rush. I felt it slide down my throat as I lustfully swallowed every drop.
As exciting as the first encounters can be, the second and third can be even more so. Discoveries, openly displaying lust and fantasies, they can be even more thrilling. Alone in his room for the first time since we had pleasured each other. It was both nervous and filled with anticipation. Letting go of roles and giving into sometimes, long held secret lusts. I knew that he wanted more, but just could not find the words to ask for it. I sat on the edge of his bed, I could feel an intensity in the air. He moved closer and I pulled him in. His breathing, he exhaled heavily as I started to quietly undo his pants. He was not the only one with sexual needs! Pushing his pants down, I stared at his beautiful cock. It called to my lips like a moth to a flame. Fuck, it looked so sexy as it moved when he stepped out of his pants. I ran my lust filled hands along his thighs and over his hips. I couldn't wait to feel his perfect ass again. I stood and let my pants fall to the floor, also. Our cocks touched, becoming so incredibly hard as they rubbed each other. I felt his ass with my hands, I squeezed it. He surprised me by feeling mine, also. I could feel my eyes roll back in their sockets. We just stood there, holding each other, rubbing against each other. I kissed his neck, ready for anything. He titled his head, letting me passionately run my lips over it. I wanted to kiss, but felt it might be too much, maybe just too soon. What were his needs? Where was he wanting this to go? I turned him, having him face away and Impressed my erection along his ass crack. Fuck, he had such a nice ass! He would either stop me or he wouldn't, he didn't. He had obviously thought about this. Reaching into a drawer, he silently handed me a jar of Vaseline. I rubbed some on my cock. He leaned over, putting his hands on his bed. I pulled his ass cheeks open, desperste to get a look at what I knew would be a beautiful, delicate, perfect little hole. I could not wait any longer. He whinced and cried out softly as I pushed the head of my hard cock inside him. So tight, so sexy, I pushed into him deeper. He reached back, slowing me but not stopping me. Finally, he spoke, "Let me lay down." He grapped his pillow and put it under his cock, making his ass ready for me. Fuck, that lubed hole looked so inviting! I sank into him, to my balls. We fucked like that, lost in each other's moans and grunts and heavy breathing. I came so hard, filling his incredibly tight ass. He stood, I think he might of been embarrassed by his lusts. I stood with him. It was the look in his eyes, it was the perfect time. We kissed and I stroked him. Our open mouths moaning, I felt his warm, creamy cum coat and run down my fingers.
It would not be long until I found myself in a room with a red headed friend of his. I have never known if he had told him of our encounter or not, but I remember that the air seemed to be filled with a kind of sexual tension. I found myself on my knees, for the first time, as he sat on the edge of the bed. I quickly learned I loved being in this postion! His pink cock, his white skin, that red patch of pubic hair. I barely knew him, maybe that added to the excitement. I filled my mouth with his cock. That wonderful tingle came over me, again. Down to his balls, pushing my nose into that bright red, soft hair. I felt him in my throat. What an incredible, addictive feeling! No words were spoken, just the sounds of erotic breathing and soft moans. He came and I eagerly swallowed it. I did not even have a second thought about it. I craved it already.
That summer, I went to camp with that very same friend. Imagine a room of four boys, all just reaching that age of overwhelming urge. I think it was just the second night there when we all had our pajamas down, showing each other our cock's. I got so hard! Maybe I should of been embarrashed, but they all quickly got hard, too. It turned into an amazing night of masturbation. Watching them, seeing those beautiful erections, it was just too much. I came first, shooting cum all over the cabin floor as we all giggled and laughed. Lust filled my eyes as I watched another boy close his eyes, lost in the pleasure. What was he imagining, what was he thinking about? I watched him begin to tremble, then release ropes of white jizz. So sexy! Then, the third, then the fourth. We all slept a deep, spent, sleep, that night. The next day, one of the boys from the cabin and I found a reason to go off together. I think we both had the same idea, a curious desire to touch each other. Of course, I knew that I already wanted so much more. Soon, our shorts were down. I touched his cock first and I could see his eyes roll back in pleasure. He touched mine, already so hard and throbbing. It was the first time for me, the first time to feel a boy's touch. I could feel my own eyes roll back, now! So amazing, so thrilling, the touch of another boy! The feel of his warm, firm cock in my hand! I made that wonderful trip to my knees and sucked his dick, there behind the trees. I think I had already become addicting to cum and held his thighs as he shook and filled my mouth. So turned on, I stroked myself and came immediately after him. Light headed, cum drunk, we walked back to camp, but soon found ourselfs back behind those trees four more times before camp was over.
A little older now, experimenting with girls, kissing and sliding my hand between their legs. There was always a disappointed. I just always wished that I would feel a cock there. Know that I was never girly, never feminine. I was very masculine feeling and acting, I just craved cock. Sometimes to the point of doing things that maybe I shouldn't of, back then. Frustrated, horny, but way to young to be there, I snuck into an ABS. Thankfully it was dark, the walls seemed lined with doors. I could hear the sounds of sex coming from them. Funny how no one minded that I was there. A short, hispanic guy showed me his handful of tokens and motioned towards a booth. I went in amd he followed closing the door behind us. That amazing tingle began to creep up my spine. He put sometokens into a slot and a video began to play. It was sensory overload! He sat down on a small bench and turned me so that I could watch as I stood. His hands felt incredible as they began to undo my pants. My cock sprung out into the flicker light of the video monitor. He started to suck me. Oh, the feeling of his warm, wet mouth. His lust! I knew that lust! He held and caressed and pulled on my balls. It was all just too much and I came in his mouth, to his delight. When he stood to leave, I stopped him. I don't think he ever expected it, but I took his hand and pulled him in front of me as I now sat down. He inhaled sharply, shocked, I think. My cock hungry hands ran over his crotch, I wanted it so much. The thrill of it all! He took out his brown dick, semi erect and gorgeous. Thick and hooded, I immediately took it into my mouth and felt it swell. Is there anything more exciting? Oh, I wanted cum! It was his sounds, it was holding his smooth ass. There was just something so sexy about him. He squeezed his own balls as I sucked on his exposed cock's head until he moaned out and fed me his creamy load. I felt so light headed. His flavor coated my tongue and slid down my throat. That tingle, yet somehow even more. I think it was the first time a had deeper feelings, beyond just cock lust.
High School brought with it some freedoms and even broader urges. More secret trips to the ABS. A sensual massage from a trainer. A classmate and I had just started to be friends. Somehow, he always found a reason to change his clothes in front of me. Standing there, his cock 8n full view. Maybe he could sense my desires. Maybe he had them, too. I tried not to stare, but of course my eyes were always drawn to his cock. I started to find reasons to change my clothes, also. Pretending to want to try something of his on, things like that. Being nude in front of him was thrilling. It was also maddening. I had such powerful urges, but there was always a fear, more so in those High School years. Back then, it was rare that someone would come out and be openly gay. It seemed it was all just straight, regular guys that sometimes found themselves in these amazing encounters.
The next time he did it, alone in his room, I made sure to be close to him. So close that I could almost feel the wamth of his skin. "Wait," I said, looking for a reason to keep him out of his clothes. "Let me try those," I quickly stepped out of my shorts. both of us now nude from the waist down. Any excuse to be close, any excuse to brush up against him. I could not stop it, my cock started to swell at the sight of him, at being so close, at my desires. I had to stop, but he looked so good! I had a full on erection now and turned away as I tried to hide it and step into the shorts. One last glance and I saw that his cock was hard, too! I took my breath away. Was he thinking what I was? Clearly, he was as turned on as I was. But, what if he wasn't? Doubts crept in, but desire urged me on. I pretended not to notice and acting like I wasn't looking, I picked up another pair of shorts and handed them to him, making sure to brush againstt his raging hard on! I felt so light headed, it was all just so erotic! I could sense his need. The room was filled with an air of lust. I just could not resist any longer. With him facing away, I moved up behind him. I ran my hand across his lower abdomen and cupped his balls, feeling his hard throbbing shaft. It was as if electricity shot through the both of us! His body became tense then it all seemed to melt away as he gave into the pleasure. My hand explored his beautiful dick, nothing was more exciting.
He just stood there, lettting me stroke him, the urge I felt, I wanted so much more! I already, even just only at 16, felt addicted. Addicted to cock, to cum, to the pleasure of sucking cock and making it cum. The urge felt overpowering at times. I had to have my friend's aroused cock in my mouth! So wonderfully, I moved to my knees, already familar with the erotic, almost hypnotic, movement. Holding my friend's dick, that familar lust took over. Instinctively, I stroked it and licked his tip, tasting him. Why does cock always taste so amazing? I heard him let out an "Ohhhh," sound. I loved the encouragment. I took his beautiful cock until my nose pressed into his soft pubic hair. No sense in hiding my desires now, I ran my hands over his firm, gravity defying ass. Now, it was my turn to moan. Hands filled his lust creating ass, mouth filled with drool worth dick, I moaned for him. So close to his bed, I stopped sucking him just long enough to guide him onto it. He layed back, his legs hanging over the side, giving me complete access to him. Between his legs, I lavished my horny attention on his tight balls, taking in his scent and flavor. Fuck, it was so sexy!
Sometimes, moments like these opens the door guys to explore their own lusty, cock curious desires. This was one of those times! I suspected he had his own urges. I wanted to persue and push his boundaries. As he layed there, I got up and onto the bed next to him. Without speaking a word, I draped myself over him and let my erection touch his lips. He, so wonderfully, did the rest. Turning his face into me, he sucked my edged cock. Fuck, that warm, wet mouth! Combined with the thrill of having tasted and sucked his cock, my friend's cock, a cock I had seen many times and lusted over, I told him, I warned him that I was about to cum! Oh, that incredible cock lust, he was feeling it, he was knowing it, too! He sucked me harder, willing and eager to take my cumshot. Fuck, that feeling is amazing! I fed him my load. My friend tasted my cum.
I looked down to see his own cock throbbing and wet with his precum. Another delicious, clear, thick drop ran from his tip as I leaned over and licked it up off of him, making him sigh. "Fuck, you taste so good!" I sucked him and he quickly began to shake. There is little else more thrilling for a cock and cum addict than the moment before release. It can be orgasmic for both. Mmmm, the warm, salty rush. I felt it slide down my throat as I lustfully swallowed every drop.
As exciting as the first encounters can be, the second and third can be even more so. Discoveries, openly displaying lust and fantasies, they can be even more thrilling. Alone in his room for the first time since we had pleasured each other. It was both nervous and filled with anticipation. Letting go of roles and giving into sometimes, long held secret lusts. I knew that he wanted more, but just could not find the words to ask for it. I sat on the edge of his bed, I could feel an intensity in the air. He moved closer and I pulled him in. His breathing, he exhaled heavily as I started to quietly undo his pants. He was not the only one with sexual needs! Pushing his pants down, I stared at his beautiful cock. It called to my lips like a moth to a flame. Fuck, it looked so sexy as it moved when he stepped out of his pants. I ran my lust filled hands along his thighs and over his hips. I couldn't wait to feel his perfect ass again. I stood and let my pants fall to the floor, also. Our cocks touched, becoming so incredibly hard as they rubbed each other. I felt his ass with my hands, I squeezed it. He surprised me by feeling mine, also. I could feel my eyes roll back in their sockets. We just stood there, holding each other, rubbing against each other. I kissed his neck, ready for anything. He titled his head, letting me passionately run my lips over it. I wanted to kiss, but felt it might be too much, maybe just too soon. What were his needs? Where was he wanting this to go? I turned him, having him face away and Impressed my erection along his ass crack. Fuck, he had such a nice ass! He would either stop me or he wouldn't, he didn't. He had obviously thought about this. Reaching into a drawer, he silently handed me a jar of Vaseline. I rubbed some on my cock. He leaned over, putting his hands on his bed. I pulled his ass cheeks open, desperste to get a look at what I knew would be a beautiful, delicate, perfect little hole. I could not wait any longer. He whinced and cried out softly as I pushed the head of my hard cock inside him. So tight, so sexy, I pushed into him deeper. He reached back, slowing me but not stopping me. Finally, he spoke, "Let me lay down." He grapped his pillow and put it under his cock, making his ass ready for me. Fuck, that lubed hole looked so inviting! I sank into him, to my balls. We fucked like that, lost in each other's moans and grunts and heavy breathing. I came so hard, filling his incredibly tight ass. He stood, I think he might of been embarrassed by his lusts. I stood with him. It was the look in his eyes, it was the perfect time. We kissed and I stroked him. Our open mouths moaning, I felt his warm, creamy cum coat and run down my fingers.
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