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My First Time - 2
by Rowdy (passion4u_72023@yahoo.com)
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My second time to have an experience happened a few
months later. After the experience in the bathroom, I
had spent a lot of time remembering it while I was
playing with myself. The thought of touching another
man really turned me on. Unlike most, boys my age
didn't interest me for some reason. (Mm, ped, mast,
oral)
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I went to spend Saturday night with my friend Brian. We
spent all evening on his Nintendo. I woke up very early
Sunday morning and decided to sneak into the living
room without waking him to be able to play some games
by myself. When I walked into the kitchen, his dad was
sitting at the table in a pair of shorts reading the
paper. We started talking and then I noticed it. His
cock was hanging out the bottom of his shorts.
I feel sure it was accidental on his part, but that
didn't change how excited I was at seeing it. As scared
as I was the first time in the movie theatre's
bathroom, I was extremely horny at seeing this. I
couldn't take my eyes off his cock. I guess it became
pretty obvious that I was staring at it while we were
talking because he turned towards me. I had become very
excited and was hard. There was no hiding it standing
there in front of him.
I knew he saw me staring at his cock, but I still
couldn't stop. He said, "Why don't we go to the living
room."
I sat down on the fireplace, the feeling of butterflies
in my stomach. He walked over and stood close to me and
continued talking. I have no idea what he was talking
about, my thoughts focused on whether I might see his
cock again. He then put his foot up on the fireplace
which let his cock hang out again.
It was like a magnet pulling my eyes to it. All I could
think about was, wanting to touch it, taste it. As he
talked, he inched closer to me slowly. Eventually he
was right in front of me, his cock so close I could
touch it. He leaned over me to put his coffee cup on
the mantle above me. His cock was hanging out and right
in my face. I reached out and rubbed the head of it,
rubbing my finger on all the precum that covered the
head of his cock.
He let out a moan and I knew he wanted me to touch it
more. I wrapped my fingers around it, feeling how thick
it was, squeezing it. I started to pull on it softly.
His cock was completely hard now, pointing straight at
my face. Unlike last time, I knew I wanted to taste it,
everything he had for me. I glanced up, he was looking
down at me. He slowly opened his mouth, like he was
showing me how. I took my hand off his cock and opened
mine.
He slowly pushed his cock into my mouth. He placed his
hands on either side of my head and held me still while
his cock went into and out of my mouth. I was so hot
for his hard dick. I even remember his smell when he
would push his dick into my mouth. There would be no
surprise this time. I knew what he was going to give
me. I had been wanting to taste someone's cum other
than my own for a few months.
He speeded up his rhythm and then suddenly shoved his
cock completely in my mouth causing me to gag. My mouth
was filling with his cum. He held me on his cock while
I swallowed a couple of times getting it all down. He
milked his cock into my mouth one last time, then sat
down beside me. He said, "You've done that before,
haven't you?"
I admitted that I had, once before. He then asked if we
needed to talk about secrets. I said, no, that I was
good with secrets. His reply was very exciting to me,
"Good boy, we can do that again then."
And he was telling the truth...
Comments to: passion4u_72023@yahoo.com
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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