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 codes: mM, oral
Date: June 1983, 16 years

   basically finalized, may need some touching up



   And now, the second part of the story.  Short summary of the first part
(found earlier in the blog): Staying with my aunt & uncle in their summer
cottage, I had my first gay sex when he masturbated me in the shower one
day.

   Let's see what the rest of the day will bring...

   When I entered the kitchen, Mark was just finishing his coffee and
toast. My decision to not get dressed, and just go to the kitchen naked,
proved to be a good one.  Mark also did not dress.  So I immediately got
the idea that more activities might happen Given the result from the first
activity in the shower, I did not mind that at all...

   As I gathered my belated breakfast, Mark cleared his stuff from the
table and started talking.  "Ed, how are you feeling?  You OK with what
happened back there?" "Yeah, no problem" I answered.  "It was the best jack
off job I ever got!  Even Karin, my ex-girlfriend, could not have done it
better!" Mark seems to relaxed a bit, although I don't know why, because
everything we did had been without pressure from either side.  Except of
course the pressure in my balls right before I came in the shower "Ex?  I
thought you and Karin where still together..." I explained him that before
the summer vacation, she basically dumped me because she graduated and
moved to another city to start her study-career.  And I am sure that the
guy she was seeing before me, also studied there had nothing to do with
that...  Right!  And I continued to explain that except for the occasional
masturbation, I had not seen any regular action these last 3 months. 
"Aha...  so that explains the big load of spunk you produced back there.  I
know that teens like you usually are horny all the time and produce lots of
sperm, but it seemed like you saved it some months or so..."

   Mark and I continued to smalltalk while I ate my breakfast.  Not sure
what we talked about, because all the while he was standing leaning with
his ass against the kitchen sink

   From where I was sitting, this meant that I had a perfect, full frontal
on view on his face and body.  This time I had the first opportunity to
really look carefully at Mark.  His one day beard was almost invisible
(lucky bastard...  I have to shave almost twice a day to look that way),
his hairless chest with small darkish nipples continued into his flat
stomach and his lean hips and legs...  but my main point of interest was
his semi-hard cock hanging downward between those legs.  Not the biggest
cock that I had ever seen (in real life or on pics/video) but the first one
(except my own of course ) that I looked at with more than a glancing
interest.  What would it be like to take that piece of manmeat and squeeze
and caress it until it would erupt and deliver its juice?  How would it be
to...  so many thoughts bubbling in my brain.

   "Are you checking me out?" he asked and when my head snapped back up, I
saw the always present slight smile on his lips matching the current
twinkle in his eyes.  "Yeah, well sort of...  What else would you expect?
You just gave me a mind blowing orgasm...  Earlier on I did not see that
much and checking you out from a steamy shower also wasn't that easy..." I
answered.  "It's OK.  I don't mind.  I am not going anywhere soon." And he
continued "Maybe you'll be getting some ideas about what to do next..."
Ideas, ideas...  my grown-up and adult uncle (OK...  only 23, but when
you're 17, everyone older than 20 seems adult anyway ) is asking me for
ideas...  Quick, quick,...  find something to say or else he might simply
get dressed and everything will stop...  No matter what would happen, that
seemed not a got idea...  After these few months of (almost) celibacy, my
cock was not liking that idea at all...

   "Can I finish my breakfast first?  Our adventure in the shower drained
me quite a lot!  In more than one way" I joked, but basically I was just
stalling for time and hoping that Mark would stay in the kitchen, talk with
me and let me continue to look him over.

   "Sure, Ed, no problem.  But the good thing with young guys is that in a
few minutes you will be 'up' and running again!" and he took a slightly
wider stance, still leaning against the kitchen sink, but now offering an
even better view on his hanging cock.

   'Young guyS??' I thought...  'How much experience did he have with guys
like me?  Or is he just remembering his own youth?' No matter what he
thought and remembered, it must have been good, because I saw his cock get
a little bit thicker with a few small jerks.  Even through the foreskin I
saw his dickhead increasing in size and his foreskin just ever so slightly
drew back.  Probably it was wishful thinking, but I thought I saw even some
pre-cum glistening at the end.  I am not sure if Mark noticed himself what
happened with his dick, but I sure did and I felt my own balls tightening
again as well.

   Suddenly I just decided to simply throw caution, what-ifs, indecision
and shyness in the wind.  After all, let's face it...  I am here with
another guy who liked me enough to masturbate me in the shower!  And I
liked him enough to let him do that to me...

   So, after rinsing away the last pieces of toast with tea, I stood up,
cleared away the breakfast stuff and said to Mark: "Let's go to the living
room.  I think it's a bit more comfortable there."

   Mark hopped from the sink, his cock making a nice curve through the air
and slapping downward against his left thigh.  He walked towards the living
room, looked over his shoulder and said, while looking at my cock that,
hidden under the table, had come back to life when I examined him, flashing
a smile: "Come on Ed, I want to feel that body of you against me again!"

   In the living room he sat on the couch, put his arms on the back of the
couch and simply waited for what I was going to do.  Let's just start at
the beginning, I thought and walked over to the couch.  There I straddled
his lap, placing my legs over his, thereby pressing my now rock-hard cock
in his stomach, took his head in my hand, looked in his dark-brown eyes and
kissed him on the lips.  So different from the lips of a girl...  bigger,
firmer, but very nice as well...  feeling his male cheeks with the one day
stubble was something new too.  All in all not too bad :-) Beneath my ass I
felt Marks cock stiffen and press against my crack.  That felt quite OK
too. And it meant he liked what I was doing to him...  So I decided to take
it one step further, opened up my mouth and slid my tongue between his
lips. Again, the difference from kissing a woman struck me...  his tongue
started dueling almost at once with mine and his now fully erect cock was
pushed, with small thrusts of his hips, even more between my buttocks.  My
hands left his face and started to roam over his chest and stomach.  Mark
still kept his hands on the back of the couch, but by the way he clenched
them in the fabric, I could see he was having a hard time :-) Retreating my
tongue, I started sucking and chewing softly on his lower lip...  This
earned me a deepthroated moan and some bigger thrusts of his hips... 
Somehow this moan woke up something in me and instead of my initial plan to
just kiss and make out and then let him take the initiative again, I
decided on something else...  Finishing the kiss with small bite in his lip
and pinching his hard nipples with my nails (which earned me another of
those exciting moans) I stepped of the couch and positioned myself on my
knees between his legs....

   Pushing Marks legs a little wider open, I crept a bit closer and for the
first time I looked at his cock from so close that I saw the throbbing
veins in the shaft.  Fully erect it stood out straight from his torso at a
length of at least 20 cm (that's about 8 inches) and a diameter of about 3
cm (just over 1 inch).  I had seen cocks that (if erect) would have been
bigger than this, but never this close It seemed I could actually feel the
heat radiate from it...  and somethings else too...  the scent that his
crotch was dissipating...  nothing like I ever smelled before...  a mixture
of sweat, pheromones, pre-cum and something more...  Now I understood why
girls so often got a kick about sucking (my) cock...  if it tasted only
half as good at it smelled...  yummy!  My hands went from his thighs to his
scrotum and the base of his cock and started massaging.  Slowly and gently
one hand juggles Marks balls and the other started going up and down his
hot cock.  I was now masturbating another guy for the first time in my
life! I was surprised how different it felt to touch another guys cock...
Obviously I knew about the touch and feel, but not having the tactile
feedback from your own dick made it exciting.  Missing this feedback also
made me fully experience the inner hardness and outer velvetness of his
tool.  Only by the small involuntary jerks that Marks cock and the sounds
he made, did I get an indication about how I was doing...  He gave another
moan and pushed his cock closer to me.  I now could see the piss-slit open
and close with each up and down motion I made with my hand.  With each
squeezing up movement another drop of pre-cum came out and made Marks thick
cock head more slippery and easier to slide his foreskin over it.  Somehow
this became too much for Mark and with an almost growling moan he let go of
the couch and put his hands on my head....  The suggestion was obvious and
in fact I already was going to do it as my next move...  Opening my mouth I
lowered my lips over his spongy cock head and experience the real taste of
another man.  Still fondling his balls with one hand and sliding my other
hand up and down the base of his shaft, I start using my tongue to lick
over Marks head and the top of his shaft...  His hands rummaged through my
hair and every now and then I heard him moan again...  After a few minutes
I worked up a sort of rhythm of hand going up, licking the drop of pre-cum,
hand going down, other hand pushing his balls up, tongue following foreskin
down the shaft and returning all over to the begin again....  This lasted
another few minutes (or so I thought, but later Mark told me that
everything was over in less than 5 minutes...  He was quite horny and I
appeared to be a good cocksucker...) but then something changed...

   His hands gripped my head more firmly now, the controlled thrusting of
his hips became more of a wild bucking and his balls drew themselves up
into his body....  of course I realized that Mark was going to cum!  And
with that realization I opened my mouth even wider and let his cock
penetrate me all the way to my throat...  I heard stories about people
having trouble with a gag-reflex, but he managed to slide in and out all
the way without causing me trouble...  Both of my hands were now massaging
the base of his pulsating rod and tightly drawn scrotum...  and suddenly I
felt the sperm racing through his cock and squirt into my waiting mouth...
My lips locked on his cock head and my tongue stimulated the sensitive
place where his foreskin is connected to the bottom of his cock head... 
This earned me another steam of hot and tasty sperm.  Yes, it was tasty, a
bit like fish, a bit like mushrooms, a bit like garlic, but most of it just
good, yummy and delicious man juice.  With one final thrust Mark ended his
orgasm and sank back on the couch.  I let the copious amount of sperm swirl
in my mouth, letting it squish over his now reducing cock.  I just did not
want it to end...  My first blow job!  And by the soft moans coming from
above, it seemed I did a good job Finally I decided to swallow the load and
let Marks cock slide from between my lips...  My jaws felt a little bit
sore, but for the rest I felt OK and I watched his cock getting softer and
softer.

   Getting up I crawled on the couch as well and sat next to Mark.  He
looked at me and said: "Thanks, that was just what I needed...  Where did
you learn to suck cock like that?" I explained that this was the first time
I touched and sucked another guys dick...  Not sure if he believed me in
the end, but that's not my problem

   After a few minutes of recovering on the couch Mark offered to get some
coffee and lunch for the both of us.  That seemed like a good idea to me
and I watched him walk his sexy ass to the kitchen...

   Let's see what the rest of the afternoon will bring...

   To be continued...  (if there is still interest...)

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