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Sexual Perversions - 1
by Strangesub (Strangesub@yahoo.com)
***
A coming of gae story. (MFbg, extreme-ped, nc, rp, bi,
inc, oral, anal)
***
PART 1
I was 11 years old in 1965.
I was a chubby kid; roughly 5 1/2 feet tall and I
weighed about 150 pounds. I had a smooth, round ass and
my hairless cock and balls were less than 5 inches,
hard. I had red hair, and glasses with lots of
freckles. I smiled a lot and was a cute kid. I was told
that I looked like Tommy Norden, who played Bud on the
TV show, Flipper (but I had a brush cut). I was the
kind of pre-pubescent boy that older men and boys would
have found eminently fuckable. And, being adventurous
and knowing nothing about sex at all, I would have
simply gone along with whatever sucking and fucking
anyone wanted to do to me...
However, when I was 11, I didn't think about fucking or
sucking as sex - I really didn't know anything about
sex.
My brothers and I used to camp out in a tent in my
parents' huge backyard during the summer. We would camp
out alone or with my friends or with my brother and his
friends.
In that summer of '65, I was out in the tent by myself
one night. It was a hot, humid summer night and I was
lying on top of my sleeping bag. My pajamas were
drenched with my sweat, so I finally took them off and
lay there naked, fondling my hairless, sweat-slicked
penis and tight, little ball sack and running my hands
over my wet, naked flesh, enjoying the sensations that
I was inducing. Our next door neighbor had a swimming
pool and I finally decided that my sweaty, wet, pre-
pubescent, little body was going skinny dipping.
So, I snuck out of the tent, still nude, slipped across
our yards, climbed over the fence and went swimming. It
was a great feeling of exhilaration. The water was
fantastic on that hot night and the fact that I was
getting away with doing something indecent or naughty
was exciting. As the water enveloped my young body, a
memory came into my mind that I had not thought about
since it happened. The sensuous caress of the water
made my little dick get hard and I had a this amazing
flashback to another swimming pool years earlier...
***
My father belonged to Club Thirty Three Fillmore, a
prominent Men's Club in the City. They had formal
dinners and lounges where men ate and smoked, plus the
squash courts and tennis courts and a huge indoor
swimming pool. When I was about seven years old, my
father took me swimming on a "Father and Son night" at
the Club. We got undressed in the locker room and my
father told me that because this was a Men's Club,
nobody had to wear bathing suits. This was fairly
normal - boys and men often went swimming nude in
together in those days. In my innocence, I stared at
all of the adult and boy cocks that were visible.
Most of the boys were pre-adolescent, like myself, and
had tiny hairless penises, but the men all had huge (to
me at the time anyway) fat, hairy cocks with heavy ball
sacks that swayed underneath. I had only briefly ever
glimpsed my father or my brother's cocks. I didn't
think anything of it at the time, but the men seemed in
all stages of erection, from fully hard and throbbing
to soft and flaccid as I walked by... Nobody, including
my father, seemed to think it was strange that my eyes
were riveted on their cocks...
I had been swimming since I was a baby so, as soon as
we got to the pool, I dove into the water to go off and
frolic with all the other men and boys. I didn't see my
father again until the end of the night.
In retrospect, there were probably only about 10 or 15
boys there and maybe about 30 or more men altogether,
many of them older than my father and the other fathers
of the boys. But it seemed to me at the time that the
pool was filled with hundreds of naked bodies as we
played and splashed each other.
As I was playing in the shallow end, one of the men
asked me and another boy my age if we were good
swimmers and could hold our breaths. When we both told
him we could, he told us that we were going to play a
game where he and a bunch of other men would stand in a
circle with their legs open. We were supposed to escape
the circle by swimming between their legs without
getting caught. It sounded like fun...
The other boy got caught the first time and man that
caught him pulled him up and sat the boy's little naked
ass on his hard, throbbing cock so it stuck out between
the boy's legs.I managed to evade capture until I swam
between the legs of a third man. His hair was Grey and
his pubic hair felt hard and scratchy against my ass as
he sat me on his hard, fat cock. His knees buckled
slightly and I heard him groan as I wiggled on his
stiff rod to get more comfortable. I tried to turn to
him, concerned, and I asked "Are you okay?"
"Oh, yes, son... I'm am better than okay," he said as
his hands came around the front of our bodies, holding
his large throbbing manhood against my tiny cock and
balls, squeezing us both...
I felt a tingle in my little dick at his caresses and I
got a stiffy, just like I did when I had to go pee.
"Uhh..." I muttered, embarrassed now, "I think I have
to go pee."
I wouldn't have minded going pee in the water; I did it
all the time underwater when I had a bathing suit on.
But his cock and mine were both right above the
waterline and everyone could see if I started pissing.
Besides, I figured he would have felt my hot piss
anyway, the way his hard cock was rubbing against mine.
"It's all right," said the old man, "since nobody has
any swim suits on, the Club doesn't mind if you pee in
the pool. Go ahead."
That was fine by me and I let my little bladder loose
and started peeing on the old man's cock, my piss
shooting past as I let go.
Another man in the circle jumped over to me and put his
face to our crotches, getting his lips right on my
little wiener as I pissed forth and he began to drink
my piss, engulfing my small cock with his mouth.
"Ewwww," I thought, startled.
How could an adult do such a disgusting thing? But his
lips excited me and I was proud to be the center of
attention just for peeing, something that I would
normally have to do in secret.
So, I continued to piss my hot waste into his mouth.
By this time, all the men around us had erections
sticking out just above the water. The other little boy
was laughing as the man holding him was squeezing the
boys legs together around his cock and pistoning his
hard, adult manhood in and out between the boy's legs,
bouncing the lad up and down as he panted and watched
my little peter get the pee sucked out of it. Then the
man groaned and I saw a white spurt of cum shoot out of
his cock as he lifted the little boy up and slid his
hard meat along the boy's ass crack, catching the
spurting top of his dick on the boy's tiny asshole.
"Owww," the boy instantly complained as the man's
bulbous cock head pressed against his anal ring,
coating his ass crack and anus with his cum.
The man that was sucking my little dick helped lift me
as the old man on whose cock I was riding put his hands
on my waist, sliding me up his cock, until my tiny
asshole too was resting on top of his cock head. The
younger man held me in place and continued sucking me,
as the old man slid his hand's down to my smooth, boy
butt. I could feel the younger man's hands wrapped
around the old man's hard cock, pumping it up and down
under the water.
The old man groaned with excitement as he placed his
hands on either globe of my pure, sweet ass, and
stretched my ass cheeks out, placing the tip of his
hard man flesh right at the tiny boyish opening to my
ass.
Now it was my turn to say "Owwwww!" as I felt his cock
head painfully stretch my small anus.
"Noo! Oww that hurts!" I cried out as the weight of my
body and the man sucking on my dick began to force my
virgin ass bud open to the old man's ravening dick.
"AAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIII" I screamed as I felt the fat,
hot flesh burn into my little boy hole.
The water and the old man's pre-cum lubricated my
asshole slightly, but it didn't matter. I was being
held by both men, with the older one stretching me
open, while the one sucking my boy cock and balls
applied pressure, forcing me to stay in place as the
old man's cock penetrated me.
"NNnnnOOOoo, AAiiieeee" I wailed, crying as his fat
cock head skewered my small asshole.
I tried to get loose, but the man in front wouldn't let
me and and had captured my entire cock and balls in his
mouth. I screamed as the tortuous fat flesh ripped into
my virgin boy pussy. The more I struggled, the wider
the old man's cock stretched my asshole.
"AAAaahhhh," the old man groaned and then, as suddenly
as it began, I could feel his hot sperm let loose right
inside my asshole, the man whose face was on my cock
furiously pumping the old man's meat, his hands
slamming against my ass underwater. The pulsing cum
lubricated my deflowered virgin ass bud and his cock
slid in a little deeper...
"Noo Noo Nooo Noo AAEEEeeeiiiii!!" I cried out as the
head of his fat cock lodged in my asshole; his hot cum
squirting in my ass and then out the sides of his thick
dick.
I sobbing now at the incredible pain, bawling to be let
loose, impaled, unable to get free of his fat cock head
until finally, spent, he pulled his dick painfully from
my blazing asshole and the man that had been sucking my
penis gathered me into his arms. I put my head on his
shoulder, grasping him around the neck and wrapped my
legs around his naked waist, straddling his rock hard
dick as he caressed me.
"Shhhhh...." he said, his hands soothing my naked back
and caressing my ass, my boy ass crack slick with the
old man's cum sliding to the base of his hard,
throbbing cock.
"It feels much better after the first time," he said
gently, his hard cock throbbing on my hot asshole.
"N-n-noooo" I whimpered. "It hurts. I don't like it..."
I was dimly aware of other little boys screaming in
pain as they got their young asses fucked, but I was
trying to hide myself in my cock sucker's protective
arms and didn't care about anything else.
"Shhhh..." my cocksucker repeated as my tears dripped
onto his naked chest, "why don't we try another game...
Why don't you lick and suck one of these nice men while
I make your pretty little hole feel better... Okay?"
"Uhh.. uh... I... uhhh...," I moaned in assent, just
wanting the tearing pain in my ass to go away.
"Okay, then" said my captor, walking me over to the
side of the pool where one of the men sat, his legs
spread open, his large hairy cock sticking straight up.
"Grab this man's prick and start licking it while I
make your sweet little boy hole feel better," said the
man holding me as he turned me around between the legs.
I reached out to the angry, hard rod of flesh in front
me as the man behind me slid down, holding up my legs
in the water and put his face to my ass.
"Ooooo" I said in wonder as I felt him spread my ass
cheeks and he began to lick my ravaged hole.
The man in front of me moved my hands to his naked
thighs, grabbed his own cock and began rubbing it
across my face. I turned my head away in surprise, but
he coaxed me back and rubbed the purple crown across my
lips, leaving a trail of slime on them.
"Ohhhh..." I breathed out, my mouth open, as the other
man tongued my asshole, worming his way inside my young
anal bud.
It felt so good. It felt great! I stopped crying in
amazement at how good it felt after the old man had
just raped me.
The man sitting by the poolside forced his big cock
past my lips, opening them further and forcing his
mushroom cockhead into my open mouth.
He stretched my mouth wide as he slid in a few inches.
He just kept it like that for a minute, while I writhed
in pleasure at the man soothing and stimulating my
asshole, the guy in front enjoying the feeling of
having his dick jammed in my 7 year old mouth. Then he
began slowly pumping it in and out, stopping so the
head was just at my lips before pushing it back down.
He moaned with perverse pleasure.
Then, each stroke seemed to go deeper and deeper and I
began to gag, his fat cock stretching my mouth harder
and harder.
"Nnnnnn.." I tried to protest, but again both men held
me in place, the one fucking my young mouth holding
onto my head.
He began to push my young face up and down on his hard
meat, force fucking my mouth, driving his manhood in
and out between my lips while the man behind me fucked
my asshole with his tongue.
"Nnnn - nnnn- nnn..." I tried to gasp, struggling again
as the man now raped my mouth, painfully slamming his
fat penis into my throat, choking me, bruising my soft
inner palate.
Tears began running down my face again and snot was
coming out of my nose; I could hardly breathe, but he
just kept up his rape of my mouth, forcing my face up
and down on his hard flesh. He sped up his pumping,
battering my throat and choking me until he moaned out
"Ohhhhh fuck! Eat me boy... Ahhhhhhhhh!"
The next thing I knew his hot cum was shooting into my
throat.
Blast after blast of his salty spunk kept spurting into
my mouth. I choked and gagged as I tried to swallow
and breath. I made mewling sounds as I felt his hot jiz
forced from my throat into my nasal passage and
exploding from my nose. I felt like I was blacking
out...
Again, I felt horrible and hurt. I didn't understand
anything that was happening...
When the man finished cumming, he let me go and I
gasped for air, the cum still choking me; my nose
dripping with cum as I gagged and tried to breath. The
man who had made my asshole feel so good again took me
into his arms, kissing me now, using his tongue to lick
up his friends cum and my tears and snot cum from my
nostrils and everything. I began to space out on the
total sensual overload... My mind shut down....
Everything became indistinct... I seemed disassociated
from my body...
There was another bout of terrific pain as my protector
now lubed up my asshole, shoving his fingers inside as
he still caressed me and told me to relax, kissing my
face and hair. Then, he finally lifted me up on his
hard meat and fucked his stiff cock into my ass. I
feebly struggled and tried to protest again as he sunk
the entire length of his hot pole into my newly opened
asshole. It still hurt, but not nearly as bad until I
felt his man flesh pushing into my intestines, cramping
my stomach...
"NNNooooooooo" I cried again, moaning in insensate pain
as his fuck rod jammed inside of my boy body, squeezing
my internal organs, forcing itself deep into my bowels.
I was in a dazed nightmare and I just moaned and
whimpered as he fucked me. All the while he kept
kissing me, shoving his tongue into my mouth while
tearing my entire rectum open to his marauding flesh as
I haplessly bobbed up and down on his hot raping cock.
I swooned as he came, pumping my guts full of his man
jiz...
I felt men's hands caressing my naked boy flesh... I
groaned as he pulled me off of his raping tool and I
felt a new tongue in my asshole, drinking his cum,
again soothing my abused shit hole.
I lost track of time and space as hands and lips
tweaked and teased my little boy nipples; mouths sucked
my cock and balls; men licked my face; thrusting their
tongues into my mouth.
Delerious, I sucked more cocks that night, feeling
their hot cum bubble into my throat and drip from my
lips... More men raped and fucked my feverishly hot boy
hole as I spaced out in an orgy of degradation and boy
loving...
I saw a fat older boy, maybe 10 or so, sandwiched
between two men. He was yelling too, but his face was
in ecstasy. It looked like both men had both of their
cocks inside his ass...
There was a younger boy, maybe 5 years old, sitting on
a man's lap who had his cock shoved up the boy's
asshole. They were sitting on the shallow end steps and
the boy was crying as the man held his head by his hair
and directed the boy's open mouth to catch the hot piss
of other men who surrounded the couple, peeing on the
boy's face and naked body.
On a low table on the pool deck, I saw a boy lying on
his back, his legs held up in the air, his head lying
backwards over the table edge, as an extremely hairy
man fucked his open ass while another fucked his long
cock into the boy's throat.
Everywhere, young boys were getting fucked and sucked,
some squealing with glee; others semi-comatose like me;
and still others shrieking and crying in pain...
***
At some point, I came back to reality when my father
took my hand and led me back to the shower room. His
semi-hard cock looked red and used.He gently washed me
as we showered and I began to come out of my daze. We
got out of the shower and he laid me on a bench and he
knelt down, spreading and lifting my legs as inspected
my asshole. It felt hot and torn and mushy, but it also
felt okay as my father rubbed something on it, gently
coating the inside of my anus with his finger.
"You're fine," said my father and he gently kissed me,
raising me up off the bench and began helping me get
dressed in my confused and spaced out state of mind.
After we finally got dressed and were in the car, my
father said to me: "Greg, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have
brought you to the Club. Don't tell anyone about this.
Pretend as if it never happened. You don't have to
worry, it won't happen again... You must forget about
it... I'm sorry..."
My asshole was radiating heat from multiple rapes and
my throat was sore with the taste of cum still strong
and present. But, through the pain and bewilderment I
felt, I was amazed that my father was actually talking
to me and apologizing...
My father was a very private, very stern, and very low
key emotional individual. He never, ever apologized for
anything. We never, ever talked about sex or any kind
of emotional issue. He was never, ever emotionally
contrite with me. I had never him seen him like this
and I never would again.
I really had no clue as to what had just happened at
the Club and since my father said forget about it, I
did. We never talked about sex at all and I had no idea
at 7 years old what "sex" was. None. To this day, I
cannot be sure exactly what happened at the Club, but I
remember my father apologizing to me with crystal
clarity. And, I totally forgot what happened at the
Club until that night in the pool, almost 5 years
later. And, what I remembered was cocks and sperm and
fucking and sucking all mixed together in one
kaleidescope that made my little dick hard.
Many, many years later, I found out that my oldest
brother Jeff had been to the Club and been fucked in
the same kind of way and that my father had also fucked
him when he was my age. As far as I knew, my other
brother, Mark, or my sister who was way older than all
of us, had never been abused in that way at all. But,
we never went to the Club again and after that last
conversation, my father never mentioned it again,
apparently driving it out of both of our minds. My
father never again touched me sexually and I eventually
just forgot about the whole experience as too weird and
too disconnected to remember.
But this was the first time ever skinny dipping naked
in the hot night... These memories suddenly flooded my
mind... I had completely forgotten about it... And the
memories coming back to me were not entirely real... It
was as if it happened to someone else, but... my little
cock ached with excitement. Remembering, I opened my
legs and reached around behind me to my asshole and
started to gently worm one of my fingers inside myself.
I groaned at the unexpected pleasurable sensations.
I played for awhile in the pool, softly finger fucking
my asshole and squeezing my hard little prick and
balls.
However... I was still totally clueless about sex. I
literally didn't know what had happened at the Club or
what I was doing to myself right now. It was just
sensations.
After playing with myself for awhile, I finally got out
of the pool. Then, for the sheer perverse danger of it,
I spent another half hour or so creeping as close as I
could get to my neighbor's house. At the end, I just
laid there, stark naked, on my neighbor's back doorstep
at 3 AM or so, my hands running over my wet flesh,
caressing my tiny erection and fingering my asshole,
while my heart beat rapidly at the danger of being
found out. This was the beginning of my love affair
with perverse nudity and danger.
***
Later on that same summer I camped out again, with my
best friend, Eddie. It was another hot, sweaty night.
We were still up and very much still wet and perspiring
at midnight.
I told Eddie, "Nobody's awake anywhere, let's go
swimming next door."
Eddie was a little hesitant, but when I quickly shucked
off my underwear and stepped outside the tent naked, he
did the same.
I stared at his cock with fascination. Although he was
the same age as I was, eleven, his muscular body was
already well into puberty. His skin was soft and
smooth, but there were tiny wisps of curls between his
two pink, boyish nipples. He was thinner than I was and
his flat stomach sported an innie belly button. Below
that his cock looked huge compared to mine. It was
nestled in black, curly pubic hairs than ran down over
his large balls. I was awe struck that he should have a
man's penis and balls on his little boy body. I looked
down at myself to see if there was something wrong with
me. But no, I was the same, it was Eddie that was odd.
"How come you're so big?" I asked in all innocence.
"I dunno," he said looking at my little penis, "I just
am."
"Can I touch you?" I asked, embarrassed, but mesmerized
as I continued to stare at him, my own little cock
feeling "twitchy" and starting to rise.
Eddie shrugged as I reached out my hand and touched his
man sized cock. As I gently rubbed it, he began to get
hard...
I didn't know what I was doing. I still hadn't a clue
as to anything about sex and erections or anything and
I didn't even know why I found it fascinating to touch
his stiffening oock. But, I did.
As he grew, my hand jumped back to my own little, now
stiff and throbbing, penis and I squeezed it, amazed at
my friend's huge six inches of pulsing meat.
We both stare until we finally just got embarrassed and
we ran off to jump in the pool.
It was weird, but I didn't think about it much as we
just enjoyed the two of us skinny dipping in my
neighbor's pool.
We swam around for awhile, rubbing against each other
as we tried to grab one another or dunk the other guy.
We wrestled in the water, rubbing our hard cocks
against each other, our wet, naked bodies embracing.
We were hyped up and I suggested that we run around
naked and go skinny dipping in as many neighborhood
pools as we could. Eddie agreed and we jumped out of
the pool and ran to the street. He put his back against
a tree to shield him from the street and the
streetlights. I ran right up to him and pressed my
naked body against his.
Our crotches touched, my naked, hairless cock pressing
into his dark haired pubic mound, our cockflesh
mingling together. I pressed even tighter against him,
our wet, naked flesh joining, as a car drove by,
briefly lighting up my backside with its headlights. We
froze there for a moment, our pricks throbbing against
each other, his larger hard on poking into me and my
smaller one rubbing against him as we hugged tightly.
Then I laughed and ran across the street to crouch
behind some bushes. Eddie ran across too, right into
me and knocked me forward so that he was stretched out
on top of me with his big, hard dick in the crack of my
ass.
We lay there for a second and I could feel his
quivering rod rubbing against my asshole, pulsing
against my anal ring.
"Uhhhhhhhnnmmm," an involuntary moan escaped my lips as
I tried to grip his thick cock with my ass cheeks.
His hard meat felt good against my asshole as my cock
throbbed against the grass.
We both started moving; Eddie sliding his boy cock
between the sweat slick globes of my ass and me rubbing
my wet asshole against his pulsing meat. Again,
remembering the Club, I wanted him to stick it in my
ass. I groaned with the memory, Eddie's hot meat
sliding up and down my ass crack and then I also
remembered the incredible pain... More car lights
flashed over us, but this car's brake lights went on
and it started immediately slowing down...
"Shit," I said throwing Eddie off of me, "He saw us! We
gotta run."
We ran through a backyard, through the bushes and into
another block before the car even stopped fully.
We didn't care. We kept on sneaking around like
maniacs, giggling and bumping into each other, our wet,
sweaty flesh sliding against each other, as we crawled
through the grass or leapt from bush to bush and ran
past the streetlights. We kept on rubbing up against
each other, touching each other's ass or cock or balls,
even while we were sneaking into the neighborhood
pools.
We clasped each other in the pools, our wet bodies
drinking each other in as the debris from our sneaking
washed off of our hot flesh. The excitement of
slithering our stiff dicks around on each other's naked
body was incredible. Our hands just naturally caressed
the other boy's prick and ass. We humped each other's
naked flesh. Every time we paused, we would press
against each other, not really knowing what we were
doing, but knowing that it felt great.
Our rods stayed hard all the way around the
neighborhood, until finally, we made it back to our own
tent.
We dove in and zipped up the mosquito netting and
hugged each other on our sleeping bags - just for the
sheer joy of it all. Then Eddie finally started
rubbing his hard on as I gripped it between my sweaty
thighs. Almost immediately he groaned and grabbed my
naked body, thrusting his cock under my balls, jerking
and quivering as his boy cum spurted out at the base of
my ass crack onto our sleeping bag and between my hot,
sweaty thighs. I remembered the groans and moans of the
men at the Club and I just squeezed my thighs tighter
around his cock until he was spent.
We fell asleep that way, me just gently rubbing up
against him with my still hard boner, because - in
spite of everything, I still knew absolutely nothing
about sex.
I knew we were had a great time. I knew that it felt
fantastic to touch each other like this and that, but I
still hadn't a clue as to what was happening. I was
still totally innocent.
It was a wonderful night.
After that night, Eddie never wanted to run around
naked again, but I started going as often as I could -
sometimes skinny dipping, sometimes running around bare
ass naked for the sheer dangerous thrill of it. It
always made my little dick hard.
Another hot night during the summer, I camped out with
Jimmy, my neighbor across the street. He was a skinny
kid who was in one of my older brother's class, but
since he was kind of immature, we used to play together
a lot. When I again suggested we go swimming, he
stripped down before I did. When we both stepped
outside the tent, I could see that his cock was a
little large than mine, although he had hair. We both
had erections and his hard on made his cock look really
skinny. He reached out and fondled my cock without any
preliminary and said "Go ahead, you can touch mine."
I did, but this sort of brazen fondling seemed too
weird for me, so I just took off and we went swimming
next door. When we got back to the tent and he asked me
to play with his prick some more, I was a little
scared. It just wasn't the same. I found out later that
he jerked himself off when we got into our sleeping
bags and went to sleep. It just seemed odd.
Another time that summer, when my parents weren't home,
I took a shower with soap, naked in our backyard, while
it was pouring rain. I felt the most incredible
sensations in my cock as I soaped it clean.
But, I continued to be ignorant about sex. The thrills
I felt was not only because of the great sensations,
but because I was doing "dangerous" things and not
getting caught.
Sex began to hedge into my awareness the next time I
talked yet another friend into running around naked.
Mike was also more developed than I was, but not as
hairy as Eddie or as old as Jimmy. When I reached out
to caress his cock, he shied away, protesting that only
homos touched each other. I didn't know what a homo
was, but I remember being mildly saddened that he
didn't want to rub his body against mine. We still both
got hard running around, but it wasn't the same as it
had been before....
But, I still got naked on my own whenever I could get
away with it.
***
I was 12 years old that winter and I was over at my
next door neighbor's house. Park and I were watching TV
in his basement, sitting on a couch with a blanket over
us to keep us warm. He was a year older than I was,
with about the same build and chubbiness and brush cut
hair. We started wrestling around a little bit under
the blanket and then things escalated and we started
grabbing each other's crotches. He grabbed me first. I
grabbed his hands and tried to pull him off my
hardening little penis.
When I finally pulled him off me, I grabbed his crotch,
trying to hold onto his dick through his pants. Then he
tried to get my hands away. As soon as he overpowered
me, he grabbed me again, I pried him off, I grabbed him
and we continued to wrestle under the blanket. We were
both sporting hard boners by this time and getting very
excited when Park managed to trap both by arms and yank
my pants and underwear down all at once. Then he
quickly grabbed my stiff prick tightly and wouldn't let
go. The incredible sensations that I was feeling in my
prick were more than I had ever felt before and there
was a tightness in my chest that was causing me to
pant. I didn't know what was happening. Park started to
breathe heavily also and his eyes glistened with erotic
excitement.
I moaned as Park continued to squeeze my cock. We were
both excited, but I was incredibly embarrassed too.
Remembering the Club, I was afraid that something bad
was going to happen... Then, without letting go of my
small cock, Park pulled off his pants and underwear,
struggling out of it. He grabbed my hand on put it on
his naked prick. We weren't wrestling anymore. We were
just holding onto each other's cocks and balls, moving
our fists up and down, gently jerking each other off...
As Park started breathing faster and faster, I couldn't
take it anymore. I got flustered and I sort of just got
up, put my pants back on and left. It was too bizarre
and I didn't understand the incredible itchy weirdness
that I was feeling in my cock.
This episode played itself over many times in my mind
for several weeks.
Then one day, during the winter, Park was playing over
at my house, in my basement. We were playing a board
game this time and he made a bet with me.
"Whoever loses has to do whatever the other guy wants,"
he said.
"Like what?" I replied. "I don't want to spend any
money."
"Nah," he assured me. "Like a blow job."
"What's a blow job?" I asked, in all sincerity (Even
though I detailed it here, the Club was still just an
unreal memory).
"You'll see," he said. "Deal?"
What the heck. I didn't figure on losing and besides,
even if I did, I didn't know what a blow job was, so
how could I do one?
"Deal." I said.
Well, we played the game and I did lose.
"Okay," Park said. "Loser pays up."
"What? How can I do a blow job? I don't even know what
it is."
"Remember when we were playing around a while ago?" he
questioned me slyly.
His hand moved down to his crotch and he rubbed
himself. I could see the bulge in his pants begin to
grow. I immediately felt that weird, exciting sensation
again in my stomach as I watched Park rub himself.
"Watch," he said and proceeded to take off his pants
and underwear. His youthful dick was already swollen
and now that we weren't under the blanket, I could see
that he had some pubic hair, unlike me and his hard
dick was about than 5 inches long. However, unlike
mine, his prick had a foreskin, now stretched around
his cock head with his piss hole exposed and sticking
out .
"This is called my boner," he said. "Go ahead and touch
it."
I shook my head no, as he continued to stroke his hard
boy meat.
"C'mon, you were touching it before. Go ahead, just
touch it, you'll like it," he told me and, when I
didn't respond again, he grabbed my hand and pulled it
to his rigid cock.
In spite of the grabby game of a few weeks ago, this
was something new. His stiff member jerked in my hand
as I felt him.
"What's that thing around the top of your... pee-pee?"
I asked, feeling embarrassed at my baby words, but not
ready to say "cock" or "prick."
"That's part of my dick, stupid. Everybody's is shaped
like that."
"Not mine," I said, still feeling very strange.
"Let's see," said Park and he came to me and started
undoing my belt.
I was both excited and curious by this time, so I
helped him take off my pants, then I suddenly became
shy again, standing there in my underwear, my hard
little dick sticking out, with Park looking on, his
cock pulsing at me. I felt queasy.
"C'mon," said Park, "Pull them down."
I felt I had no choice. I lowered my underwear and the
queer sensations intensified, traveling once more from
my stomach to my hairless, jutting penis. Park looked
at my circumcised prick and said, "Wow, something
happened to you. I've seen my brother's and my father's
cocks and they both look like mine. I wonder if yours
works the same way?"
He reached out to touch it and said, "Look, you do this
thing called jerking off. Lie down and let me show
you."
I let go of his cock and laid back on the basement
couch. Then Park grabbed my boy tool and started
rubbing it up and down in his fist. This touch was the
same bizarre feeling that I had had in his basement,
and it was beginning to scare me again "If you're old
enough," said Park, showing off his worldly knowledge,
still stroking my naked flesh, squeezing my hard shaft
with his hand, "when it feels really, really good, this
white stuff comes out of your prick called jiz.
I was utterly fascinated... I remembered the men
cumming in my mouth...
I started panting again... And then I started shaking
and I remember that it was really, really scary, so I
pulled his hand away and said, "I don't want to."
"OK," said Park, "but you have to give me my blow job."
"How do I do that," I asked.
"Sit up," he said as he stood up.
I did and his hard, throbbing peter was right in front
of my face.
"Now, You should just put your mouth on it for a
second."
When he said this, I jerked and moved back; would it
hurt?
"C'mon," he wheedled. "You promised."
With that, he put his hands on either side of my head
and started pulling me toward him. I reluctantly let
him until his pulsing dick was right in front of my
lips. It was so much smaller than my dim memories.
"Now, open your mouth and take it in," he said as he
began rubbing his cock head across my lips.
I moved my head back and forth, not sure I wanted to do
this, especially since his dick head was stranger than
mine, but he held my head in place with his hand saying
"C'mon, you promised."
I opened my mouth a little and he slid his cock past my
lips, forcing them apart. The glans half covering his
head rolled back as his cock expanded into my mouth and
I felt repelled by this strange texture.
"Oh yeah,' he said, "this is great," even as I opened
my mouth wider to try and avoid touching any part of
his greasy feeling cock.
But then he moved and because of the fact that I was
not touching his dick at all, he rammed all the way
back and into my throat. I gagged and yanked my mouth
off him.
"This is no fun," I complained. "I don' wanna."
"Wait," he demanded. "You promised. Look, if you do it
right, it won't choke you. You just gotta put your lips
around it. Now come on!"
With that he grabbed my head again and forced his
excited dick into my mouth once more. I was scared but,
I had promised.
"Now clamp down with just your lips and I'll slide it
in and out."I wrapped my lips around his hard member as
he began to move his hips a little, wiggling while I
was still trying to keep him from touching any part of
my mouth except my lips.
"Boy," he said, stopping for a few seconds, enjoying
the feel of my mouth, "This is nice."
The fluttery sensations were wreaking havoc with my
groin area and I still didn't know what to make of all
this. I didn't know if I was feeling sick, or excited,
or just weird. The only thing I did recognize was that
my heart was beating faster and faster; Park's cock was
"safe" and non-threatening compared to my lost
memories; and I had that same kind of rush as I did
when I was running around outside naked.
Then Park began pumping his cock in and out of my mouth
in earnest.
"This feels so good Greg," he moaned.
Each stroke seemed to go a little deeper until he was
hitting up against the back of my mouth again. But he
wasn't jamming into my throat, so I just tried to apply
more pressure with my lips and squeezed his stiff
member harder to hold him back. I found that if I
sucked on him, like a lollipop, I could control it
better. But then I had to use my tongue too, and I
could feel his weird foreskin sliding back and forth in
my mouth as he pulled out to the edge of my lips and
back in again.
Then he cried, "Oh, oh , oh," and his pumping got
faster.
I was afraid he was going to slam it down my throat
again, so I grabbed the base of his prick with both
hands and squeezed.
Then he moaned louder, "Ahhhh, ahhhhhhh, I'm cumming,
I'm going to cum in your mouth."
The next thing I knew, he stopped and held my head as
his prick began spasming in my mouth.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh," he cried and his whole body shuddered.
I sat there paralyzed, not knowing what to do as he
seemed to go into mild convulsions. I stared up at him,
his cock still in my mouth, as he looked down at me and
closed his eyes as his body spasmed again.I realized
that I had unconsciously grabbed my prick and was
squeezing it hard, trying to stop the crazy sensations
that were scaring me. I was breathing as hard as I
felt, when Park finally let go of my head.. He pulled
his wet penis out between my unresisting lips and
stepped back.
I looked at his glistening, dripping cock and I panted,
"Is that jiz?"
"No, you retard, that's your spit. I don't get jiz
yet."
Seeing my hand still clutching my still hard tool, he
asked, "You want me to finish you off?"
"No," I said as I quickly let go of my member and stood
up. "It feels funny. I wanna stop now."
"OK," said Park amiably as he put on his underwear. "We
can do it some other time."
"I don't know," I temporized pulling up my underwear
over my still throbbing hard on, "It feels funny," I
repeated.
My hard on seemed to last for hours after that. It
actually hurt a little bit and I was worried that I had
damaged myself somehow. But after I had finally become
interested in something else, I noticed that it was
gone.
Park wanted to play bets again about a week later, but
I told him I didn't like it and he never brought it up
again.
***
All of that winter, through 1966, I would occasionally
squeeze my little hard on in the morning and wonder
what had happened there with Park or Jimmy or even
Eddie. I would sometimes try and associate my erection
with the Club and all of the men, but it was a big
jumble that I couldn't quite comprehend.
Then, one night, my mother told me to go downstairs to
the basement to tell my brother, Jeff and his
girlfriend, Delia, that it was time for Delia to go
home.
When I went downstairs, it was pretty dark and there
was no one in the main room, so I snuck through the
darkened room and went around the corner to another
room in the back. It sounded like someone was moaning,
but I didn't know why.
Jeff had low level funky colored lighting in the little
back room, but I didn't need much light because,
through the open doorway, not more than five feet away,
Jeff and Delia were lying on the carpeting, clutching
each other in a lustful embrace.
They were so engrossed with each other that they never
noticed me at all in the dim light. I could see that
she was naked from the waist up, even though Jeff was
on top of her, passionately kissing her and I couldn't
really see her breasts. But what I could really see was
her wide open thighs and Jeff's hand rubbing her wet
sex. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist and
Jeff's legs were next to hers with his crotch rubbing
against her naked thigh as he fingered her hot cunt.
Her wet, fleshy lips were open to my gaze and though I
really didn't know what I was seeing, the smell of her
fuck juices was a pungent odor that was like nothing I
had ever smelt before.
She seemed to be protesting his assault on her wet sex;
her hands were on his hand, trying to dislodge and
moans of protest were coming from her mouth covered by
his, but she was also practically naked and my senses
were overwhelmed by what I saw and smelled.
Literally, without thinking, I opened my pajama top and
took it off, trying to assuage a weird tight feeling in
my chest, running my hands over my body down to my
naked stomach. I was panting and my dick was hard as I
pushed down my pajama bottoms, sliding them to the
floor. My mind was a blank as I stood there naked in
front of Delia's fragrant wet, cunt, watching them
writhe against each other; watching her crotch push
against his hand, even as she tried to remove it.
I put both hands on my cock and started squeezing it,
rubbing it up and down. I leaned forward, smelling her
cunt juices, masturbating furiously, squeezing my cock
and balls, jerking my prick.
"AAAHHHHHHHHH" I cried out, suddenly, doubling over,
clutching my organ as my world exploded with ecstasy as
I went into my first orgasm!
"UNNnnn, uhh, uhh," I grunted as my whole body spasmed
in orgiastic bliss.
My naked body convulsed as my boy cock rippled in hot
fire and pleasure.
Both Jeff and Delia finally noticed me.
"JEsus Jeff! It's your brother!" Delia cried out
pulling his hands away from her body, trying to cover
herself; trying to get up, freaking out at the sight of
this naked boy masturbating in front of her cunt... as
I came...
"Damn it!" Jeff cried in frustration, watching me jerk
as the pleasure rolled from my cock to the rest of my
body.
Finally, the danger outweighed my orgasm and my head
snapped up, looking at their angry faces. Even as my
cock was still throbbing in orgasm, I jumped up as fast
as I had ever done anything in my short life, grabbed
my top, pulled up my pajamas, and ran for the door.
"Mom says its time to go!" I panted over my shoulder as
I darted up the stairs.
I ran to my room, turned off the lights, went to bed
and, trembling in the dark, I gently squeezed my still
hard dick. I lay there in a stupor, almost asleep,
until some time later, Jeff came to my room and knocked
on the door. I tried to ignore him, but he whispered
through the door, "If you don't open this, I am going
to beat the shit out of you."
I got up and opened the door.
Jeff walked in and turned on the light and glared at
me.
"First of all, if you ever tell anybody about anything,
I am going to beat the shit out of you. Is that
understood?"
I nodded mutely. Jeff seemed really pissed.
"You are such a fucking pervert. I can't believe what
you just fucking did. Take your fucking pajamas off."
My eyes popped wide open and my jaw dropped. But again,
I mutely obeyed him, unbuttoning my pajama shirt and
slipping my bottoms off until I was stark naked in
front of my older brother. I was shaking in fear that
he was going to do something bad to me, but my dick was
still hard, in spite of the first orgasm of my life
just about fifteen minutes ago.
Jeff stared at my naked body, my hard little peter
bobbing under his gaze as I waited until I couldn't
stand it anymore and I started to apologize, "I'm sorry
Jeff," I whined, "I didn't..."
"I was going to fuck her," he said interupting me, his
voice low with menace, "I would have been fucking her
in five minutes if you hadn't walked in. She probably
won't even fucking go out with me again. It could be a
fucking year before I get laid, you fuck dick. And
you're fucking getting your rocks off, while I'm high
and dry!"
He was really angry and he grabbed my penis, squeezing
and twisting it so that I groaned in pain.
"UUUooohhh," I moaned. "I'm sorry. Please. I'm sorry."
"Yeah, I'll bet you are. You will be too. You're a
fucking faggot pervert, aren't you little brother? You
need to see a real dick? Here."
Jeff unbuckled his pants and pulled them down, exposing
eight inches of hard meat. His cock looked enormous.
His balls hung heavily from his veined meat.
This was the first hard adult cock I had seen since the
Club. I had thought Eddie's meat was big, but he was
tiny compared to my brother's hard rod. I stared at
Jeff's penis, like a deer caught in the headlights,
amazed at how thick it was and looking at its large,
bulbous head.
Again, my chest was tight and I was having trouble
breathing at the sight of his protruding fuck meat. I
was ashamed at my reaction and felt utter embarrassment
that my brother should see me fascinated by his cock as
I stood there naked, my hard on twitching and bobbing.
"Get on your knees" demanded my brother, pushing my
naked body to the floor and drawing my face towards his
huge cock.
My mouth was hanging open in stupor as he brought his
cockhead to my lips.
"Lick it," said my brother.
Again, lost in sexual mesmerization, my entire naked
body pulsing with lustful heat, I parted my lips and
licked the underside of his cockhead. I could smell his
sweat sex pheramones and Delia's musky cunt smell still
lingered as the tight pressure coursed through my
crotch. I kept licking at it, again flashbacking to the
Club, not really knowing what I was supposed to do, but
still tonguing his piss slit and then swirling around
his hard shaft. I ran my tongue down almost to the base
of my brother's rock hard meat and then back up. A
clear viscous fluid was leaking from his cockhead.
My brother then grabbed my head and pulled my still
frightened face onto the fat tool of his man meat. His
hard manhood thrust between my lips as my mouth
stretched to accomidate him. He kept on pushing into
his little brother's face until he reached the back of
my throat.
"GGHHHHHHghghhh" I gurgled, gagging.
He was choking me with his cock, but he didn't care as
he held my head and shook his hips, forcing his thick,
8 inch member into my throat, until his balls were
smashing my chin. I felt like I had to puke. I couldn't
breath. A line of drool ran from the corner of my
mouth, dripping onto my chin and chest. I began to
choke and gag as Jeff impaled me on his throbbing tool.
I coughed and gasped when he finally withdrew his cock
halfway, but he wouldn't let me spit it out. He left
the glans resting on my quivering tongue.
"I said lick it," my brother demanded menacingly.
I swirled my tongue around the head, almost retching,
trying to keep him from killing me by choking me to
death with his turgid member. I sucked on Jeff's
swelling cockead, grateful to be able to breath, hoping
that he wasn't really going to kill me.
Jeff let me ease my sore throat, by letting me grab his
cock, like I had done with Park, trying to work it in
and out of my mouth without letting it hit the back of
my throat repeatedly.
I shuddered and gasped as he pulled his hard shaft out
and then slammed it in again, pushing deep into my
throat again, cutting off my air, stretching my boyish
lips. Again, he pulled all the way out and again he
thrust it all the way in bruising my tender throat. He
held me there as I struggled to breath.
"Yeah, fucking little brother, you really like cock,
don't you?" Jeff stated savagely as he cut off my air,
my face beginning to turn red from the lack of oxygen,
as I tried to breath through my nose.
"Ughghhhhhhhh" I gasped as he withdrew his massive tool
again, pulling it free of my mouth.
He started slapping my face, wet with sweat and saliva,
with his heavy cock, the thick precum smearing my
cheeks. My own rigid little cock pulsed with newfound
lust.
Then Jeff thrust his meat into my mouth again, and
started fucking my face hard, using my boy cunt mouth.
I gagged repeatedly as he fucked my throat, his full
length disappearing between my boyish lips to the hilt.
His balls slapped hard against my chin, his pubic hair
smashing into my nose. I struggled for breath, trying
to catch small gasps of air as his thick dick popped in
and out of my throat.
The feelings in my naked boy body became a raging
torrent and I began to shake, my gasping pants barely
enought to keep me going. I tried to suck the man cock
in my mouth, my cheeks hollowing and filling with every
thrust of Jeff's hips. He began to fuck faster and
faster into me, battering my lips and throat with his
hard driving hips. My mouth overflowed with saliva,
dripping onto my chest and cock. Suddenly, I could feel
Jeff's cock growing and expanding as he buried it deep
with my constricting throat, skewering me without
mercy. I fought to breathe as my brother erupted into
the warm wet cavern of my sucking mouth, his thick, hot
liquid flooding my throat.
My cheeks expanded like a balloon to keep from choking
on the great gushes of sperm that spurted from his
ejaculating penis. I started retching, overloaded,
feeling like I was going to black out from lack of air
as he pumped his fiery load into me. I felt his cum
bubbling in the back of my throat, being forced up into
my nasal passages again, and into my nose as he held me
fast. It squirted out the corners of my mouth around
his pulsating cannon, adding to the fluids dripping
onto my chin and naked chest.
"Uggggggnnnnnn" I gagged as his overloaded balls
emptied their hot juices into my abused little boy
body.
I felt like I was blacking out when he finally pulled
his meat from my cum filled throat and I collapsed onto
all fours, gasping for breath, coughing up his cum,
feeling it drip out my nose. I was thoroughly fucked.
I was sobbing and coughing, the hot tears mixing with
sperm and spit as I continued to cough up sperm, scared
and unsure of everything.
Then, Jeff told me, "Come here and clean off my dick."
Too scared to resist, still gasping and coughing, I got
back on my knees again and let him rub his half hard
penis all over my face, smearing his cum and mixing it
with my tears. Even though I was still crying, it
somehow felt good. I could breath again and I liked the
feel of his cock on my cheeks. I started rubbing my
face on his prick and crotch until he slid it once more
between my lips, coating them with cum again. This time
I stuck out my tongue and started licking his meat
before he could shove it down my throat again. Jeff
seemed to like that and let me lick and suck him clean
without forcing more of his thick meat into my mouth.
When I finished cleaning the cum off of his dick, he
pulled away.
"Good night Greg," he said, walking towards the door.
"Remember, not a word to anyone."
"Oh... no... I promise," I stuttered, as I sat there
naked, soaked with tears and cum, "G-good night."
After he left, I sat there in a daze, naked, my dick
throbbing painfully, my throat raw, sore and clogged
with cum.
I didn't know what just happened.
I knew that I had sucked my brother off like Park said
guys do. I knew my throat hurt and my nose was clogged
with snot and jiz, like Park had said. But I still had
no clue as to what had just happened. Jeff had punished
me for spying on him and exposing myself to his
girlfriend. That seemed logical.
But right at that moment, I still didn't know that I
had had an orgasm earlier. All I knew is that Jeff had
punished me by pissing jiz into my throat. All I knew
that I was incredibly hot and tight and my crotch ached
and my throat hurt and suddenly all of the buried
memories from the Club totally intermingled with the
present and I knew I wanted to suck Jeff's cock
again....
I fell asleep still naked, clutching my hard cock,
covered with Jeff's cum.
Jeff went back to college a few days later and I didn't
see him again for awhile. Before he left, he warned me
again not to tell anyone what had happened. I didn't
tell him I got hard thinking about it...
By the end of that winter, my cock and balls had grown
bigger and I had developed wisps of pubic hair. I was
still too young to have "jiz," but I loved jerking off.
It was incredible. I started masturbating as often as I
could, marveling that nobody had ever told me about
this and actually wondering if other people knew they
could do this....
Then, I found Jeff's porn novels.
I had two older brothers and an older sister. My sister
is nine years older than I was, and she was already
married by this time. One brother is a year and a half
older than I am - Mark. And Jeff, my other brother was
6 years older than I. Jeff was off at college and I
didn't see him much any more. But he and his buddies
had built a sort of recreation room /party room in the
basement they called the "Dun," sort of a combination
of dungeon and den. There were all sorts of couches and
pillows and posters and colored lights. Over the years
we painted the walls weird (this was the sixties) and
just freaked it up in general. There was a little back
room in the Dun - that was where Park and I had played
"bets" and where Jeff had been making out with Delia.
One of the things that Mark and I would do a lot is
search each other's rooms and anyplace else we felt
like in the big, six bedroom house that we grew up in.
We were always thinking up secret hiding places that
nobody (so we thought) else could find. Jeff was away
at college, so all the boxes that he had piled up in
the Dun were fair game for searching. I really hadn't
found anything of interest, but then again, I had never
searched to the bottom of the pile. I guess Jeff had
been counting on that, because that's where I found his
collection of pornographic novels.
I spent the next several years, all of my adolescent
and teenage life, getting a very hot education on sex -
Sex with women; sex with girls; sex with boys and girls
and dogs; Dads and Moms with their pre-pubescent sons
and daughters; adults with children and animals; women
tied up and whipped in dungeons; women getting fucked
in the cunt; getting fucked in the mouth; and getting
fucked in the ass; kids fucking kids; sons getting it
in the ass from their Dads; brothers fucking sisters;
brothers fucking sisters and Dads and Moms and Aunts
and Uncles and horses and bananas and whatever.....
I began jerking off to the golden age of the
pornographic novel industry. Now, I was 12 years old by
then, but I still wasn't very savvy on what the rest of
the world was doing. I never thought much about why
Jeff had gotten all of these dirty books. I just knew
they were mine now (As long as he didn't find out and
beat the shit out of me).
I learned about everything that had happened to me
sexually so far from the pornographic novel. Even
though I knew these stories were fiction - based on my
experiences I figured that there was a whole wide world
of perversion out there. It was all forbidden. It just
"happened" if you were in the right place at the right
time. And, Nobody ever talked about it. I mean, my own
father was a pervert and he was the straightest, most
normal father that I knew of. As far as I knew, he and
my mother didn't even fuck. My older brother was
pervert. Therefore, my enjoyment of these perversions
was okay, based on the porn novels I was reading.
This was my outlook on life for many years to come.
Forbidden.
Wrong. Perversion. And Total Secrecy.
I loved my brother's porn collection. To this day, I
have never seen such a variety of sensual degradation.
He must have had a hundred different novels.
I fantasized and fantasized....
* young twins, my age, a boy and a girl, camping on an
island, both getting fucked in the ass by their father
and their uncle...
* a beach bum, fucking a very young girl on the beach,
after first having inserted a banana into her cunt and
then licking and eating it out...
* a woman, naked, hanging in chains in a dungeon, being
whipped and tortured by her captor, shoving barbed
dildoes up her ass and cunt...
* an older sister coming in naked to her young brother
and waking him up from sleep by sucking him off and
then fucking him....(I really liked that one :)
* an older brother raping his young sister while his
cousin waited his turn, both of them fucking her in her
ass, her cunt and mouth....
* a young woman in a special harness so that she could
get fucked by a horse, the description of his huge cock
opening her up in massive detail....
* my favorite story that I read again and again of a
girl, naked, getting fucked by the family dog in a
garage while her brother and all of his friends
watched, until they too fucked her over and over and
over again....
* and on and on and on. These books shaped my sexuality
for all time. Porn was my master and for the rest of my
life, nothing was too bizarre, too kinky, or too
dangerous - as long as it made me hard. Which, at those
teenaged pubescent years, everything made me hard....
***
It was over a year later until I had any more real
sexual experiences, but my fantasies were endless along
with my orgasms.
In the autumn of 1967, my brother Mark (who was then 15
years old) and I were having an argument about me
supposedly stealing his comic books.Mark was about 6
feet tall at this point (he eventually reached 6'4" )
and weighed about 240 pounds. He could have been a
linebacker. He had dark hair, no glasses and was pretty
good looking for a big fat guy. He had begun to grow
his hair longer (it almost touched his ears). Hey, it
was 1967.
The subject went to ridiculing each other's secret
hiding places and how easy they were to find. Mark
finally said, "All right, I'll make you a bet. I'll bet
that I can hide this piece of paper in my room and you
can't find it in fifteen minutes."
"That's a stupid bet," I said. "I'll win. And if I do,
I get to keep the comic books."
"Yeah," said Mark. "Well, if I win, you have to blow
me!"
"Sure," I said. "It's a bet."
The odd thing was, was that I really didn't think about
it. We were both pissed at each other and I never
figured that I'd have to pay up anyway. In spite of
everything I'd already done and all of my pornographic
reading fantasies, it simply never crossed my mind that
my brother wasn't just making a ridiculous bet.
To make a long story short, especially the last few
minutes when I begged him for clues like "hot" and
"cold," I didn't find the paper. (He had hidden it
inside his telephone.)
Mark promptly pulled off his pants, lay down on the bed
and told me to pay up.
His 6 inch cock was hard but only about 3 or 4 inches
around. However, it was curved almost like a
boomerang. I stared at it without moving. It looked
really odd to me. He had a few dark, fine curly pubic
hairs, but even though he was older, he was almost at
the exact same developmental stage as I was. But my
cock wasn't shaped like that. The curve was strange. My
dick was straight when it got hard.
My brother interrupted my thoughts.
"Do it now," he demanded. "We made a bet. You want to
be a welsher?"
I didn't want him to tattle on me for not paying up on
my bet (Hey, I already told you that I was a fairly
stupid adolescent. "Like who was he gonna tell," never
occurred to me.) so, I tentatively bent down and put my
mouth over the head of his hard dick.
"Go ahead," he said, "blow me."
I some idea of what to do, so I started moving my mouth
up and down, my lips lightly touching the sides of his
cock, literally blowing hot air on his dick. I don't
know what this would have achieved, but he began
jerking the bottom of his prick as I blew on the top.
After about ten seconds of this, he yelled, "Yeah!,
Ahhhhhh!" and lifted up his hips to thrust his dick
farther into my mouth. At the same time I clamped down
with my lips to keep him from gagging me.
His hips shuddered and his cock started pulsing and I
felt a hot salty goo splash up against the back of my
throat. I didn't know if I should swallow or spit it
out in disgust, like they did sometimes in the porn
novels. My other brother's mouth rape was over a year
ago.. I backed off, but at the same time, Mark kept on
cumming, filling up my mouth even as I pulled off of
him. I wanted to see him cum so I pulled my head off
his cock to look, gagging and swallowing all at once, a
glob of semen dripping out of my mouth as another shot
of cum hit me on my upper lip.I was absolutely
fascinated. Mark continued to fist his dick, shuddering
and pumping until his orgasm stopped.
I wiped the semen off my nose and face and looked at it
while I swallowed the last of salty residue, rubbing my
tongue around my teeth to get out the taste. This was
his cum!
As in: "I'M CUMMMMING, AS HIS HOT WAD SPLASHED ALL OVER
HER TITS AND FACE!" This was jiz, spunk, sperm. And now
I actually knew what it was.
I had been reading these fuck books for so long now and
masturbating, but I hadn't been producing any sperm.
So, now I was totally enthralled by the idea of his
sperm. I wondered if Mark's sperm tasted different from
Jeff's sperm. I was lost in the perverse pleasure of
eating my brother's cum... But, by this time, my
brother was embarrassed and his dick was starting to
get soft, so he looked at me and said, " You faggot.
You're disgusting. Go clean up."
I quickly got up and went to the bathroom where I
rinsed my mouth out and cleaned my hands and face.
As I noted, sex and deeply personal issues were never
discussed in our family, so therefore neither my
brother nor I ever talked about this incident. The next
time we discussed it, it was more or less,
accidental...
Continued in part 2...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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