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First Experience
by Anonymous Author (no address provided)

***

A schoolboy watches an older boy enjoy himself 
masturbating and gets more involved than he might have 
imagined. (Mm-teens, mast, voy)

***

Hi, my name is not Phil but that is who I shall be 
calling myself in this story as well as changing all 
the other names to protect peoples reputations.

My introduction to the world of sex started when I was 
eleven, looking back it was on this day that I began 
to grow up. I was a scrawny red haired quiet boy at a 
private boarding school and had only two or three guys 
I could call friends and found girls to be absolutely 
petrifying, my sexual awakening however was a little 
different to most. 

Sunday afternoon was the best time of the week because 
the school’s sports building was open for everyone to 
use and there were no teachers around to tell us what 
to do, the sixth formers spent their time in the gym 
doing what sixteen/seventeen year old boys and girls 
do at that age (not that I knew anything about that 
sort of thing when I was eleven) and most of the boys 
my age and above were usually embroiled in a mass game 
of football in the main hall. 

Me and my friends enjoyed the pool most of all, it was 
really big for a school pool and we could kayak or 
play water polo or just mess around in that wonderful 
innocence of youth as long as we didn’t get in the way 
of the girls swim team who were always there just 
swimming up and down all day which seemed really 
boring to us but they were very serious about their 
sport. 

There was one sixth former each week who was lumbered 
with being the life guard for the afternoon and they 
sat in a high chair on the edge of the pool, it was 
only later that I found out there was a competition to 
be the lifeguard of the week because the girls were 
quite generous with the amount of flesh they showed 
off. 

The Sunday in question was a hot sunny day in late May 
and the cool water felt great against my skin as I 
slowly floated about aimlessly in the pool, my friends 
were at home for the weekend so I was the only boy in 
the pool which was great that I had so much space to 
myself but without anyone to talk to I got bored 
quickly and would have gone back to the boarding house 
early but Tim, our sixth form head of house was 
lifeguard that day and he wouldn’t open up for another 
hour.

Twenty frustrating minutes dragged by and I couldn’t 
take it any longer so got out of the pool and went for 
a long shower, the showers in the swimming pool 
changing rooms were in one long communal area with 
individual shower heads on all four walls so I picked 
one half way down and turned it on. 

The jet of water was powerful and felt really good 
against the back of my neck so I stood there and let 
the shower blast the chlorine from my body, eventually 
I was startled by the door slamming as someone entered 
the changing room from the pool area and Tim poked his 
head around the corner of the shower area.

“Are you going to be long?” he asked with some urgency 
in his voice.

I shrugged my shoulders and murmured something along 
the lines of “A few minutes.”

The seventeen year old seemed to struggle with 
indecision before he pleaded with me. “Look Phil!” he 
exclaimed. “I’m currently having some issues and can’t 
go back out there until I’ve dealt with something 
embarrassing.”

I was completely confused and replied, “What are you 
talking about?” I was imagining that I would have to 
put my trunks back on and get back into the pool for 
some stupid grown up reason.

Tim sighed and stepped forward in to the showers 
revealing his predicament, the older boy was very 
average looking but my eyes were transfixed half way 
down his body to an enormous protuberance almost the 
size of my forearm. 

This was the first time that I had ever looked closely 
at another guys private parts and I was dumbstruck by 
the size and obvious stiffness of his penis at which I 
now stared in shock and wonder until he explained in a 
sorrowful voice, “Maisie was doing her stretches on 
the side of the pool next to the chair and I could see 
right down the front of her swimsuit which has given 
me this.” He flicked the massive member with his hand 
and it sprang back up and slapped loudly against his 
washboard stomach. 

There was hair all around his groin and his scrotum 
was hugged tight up to the base of his shaft, it 
looked like someone had taken a mannequin dummy and 
glued a hairy cucumber to the smooth porcelain torso. 
Tim waved in my face to get my attention and asked, 
“Do you mind if I quickly take care of this in here?”

I stammered like an idiot and shrugged my shoulders 
again, “W-whatever,” I replied.

Tim’s long sinewy fingers wrapped around his penis and 
pulled the foreskin back to expose a engorged bulbous 
mushroom head, it was a purple almost bruise colour 
with clear liquid visibly seeping from a long slit at 
the top.

“Uh,” the older boy sighed, “I don’t think this will 
take long.”

I watched in growing admiration as he allowed the skin 
to close over the top again and then pulled it back 
with slightly more pressure which seemed to give him 
even more pleasure than the first movement did. A 
third, then a fourth and a fifth pull on his humungous 
weapon made my heart flutter in my chest and I could 
hear the blood rushing in my ears mixed with Tim’s low 
throaty moans.

Without realising it, I had moved closer and crouched 
down in front of him to get a better look and he could 
tell I was seeing something for the first time. A 
smile spread over his face and he made sure to point 
his cock toward my face as he remarked, “I might have 
a little something for you in a moment.” 

I didn’t recognise the warning and knelt at his feet 
with my hands on my thighs transfixed by the 
increasing frequency of the boy’s strokes. 

Moments later Tim‘s body stiffened upright and he 
grunted loudly, the obelisk in his hand seemed to 
quiver and then he almost bent over double in what I 
thought was pain. 

I watched in horror as his penis pulsed violently and 
then again which erupted a long thick stream of white 
fluid the two feet distance to where I was kneeling 
and splatter onto my forehead, I barely had enough 
time to close my eyes when the next blast of his cream 
spread over the bridge of my nose and I froze in fear. 

For every strained grunt from the manly sixth former I 
could feel heat plastering my face welding my eyes 
shut and trying to permeate between my lips, this 
liquid assault seemed to go on forever until suddenly 
everything stopped and the only sound was Tim’s 
rasping breath loud in my ear.

I slowly opened one eye and the blur revealed a scene 
of apparent devastation on my chest and one totally 
spent sixth former slumped against the wall next to 
me, his stiffness had disappeared and there was only a 
shrivelled fleshy lump where his magnificent erection 
had once proudly presented itself to me. 

“Wow!” he gasped short of breath. “I needed that!” and 
then closed his eyes to recover.

Still mesmerised by the event I admired Tim’s heaving 
abdomen gradually slowing back to a normal rise and 
fall.

The enormity of the moment hit me like a car crash and 
I was terrified by the alien sticky stuff all over me 
so I rubbed my face under the hot shower in 
desperation to clear the sin away, Tim regained some 
control after a minute and staggered to his feet 
before gingerly making his way back to the door of the 
shower area. 

Turning to me he spoke in a soft caring voice, “Thanks 
Phil.” He waved goodbye and left with a parting, “I’ll 
let you take care of yourself now.”

I heard him traipse around to the changing area to get 
his Speedos and then the door closed again to leave me 
alone, looking down to my own waist I could now see 
what he meant as my own four inch hardened tower of 
flesh bounced under the water.

I’d love to say that I tugged myself off but I was 
only eleven and petrified, I barely dried off before 
throwing my clothes on and racing out of the sports 
building and up to the 3rd form common room where I 
waited until five minutes before curfew and then 
sneaked back into the boarding house.

That was the story of my first sexual moment, it would 
be four years until I got with a girl but fooled 
around with my friends as most boys do. It was strange 
but every time I went swimming after that I always got 
a hard-on in the shower.

The End

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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