I was reminiscing today. I was eighteen and it was my senior year in high school and I was going home from school on the bus. A guy sitting next to me was listening to some pretty cool music that I recognized but I couldn't remember the name of the band. So I started a conversation with him about it and he introduced himself as Steve.
Steve told me how big a fan he was and how much he was into them. He said, “I have all their CDs at my house if you want to borrow them.”
He lived pretty close to me so I walked back to his place with him.
His house was small but he had stacks of CDs by really cool bands and I was really impressed and I think he spotted my admiration.
Steve then told me straight out that he was gay and I didn't have any problem with it. But I was a little curious so I just asked him about being gay…what it was like, but nothing he said really shocked me. And I was getting turned on when he started talking about sexual stuff.
He spotted me shifting nervously around on the couch so he came over and sat next to me.
He asked, “Do you like me?”
And I said, “You’re quite good looking and very funny, (in reality I thought he was a hunk!).”
Steve then leaned forward and kissed me lightly on my lips and then pulled back to see my reaction. I was stunned for a second but then I gave him a little smile and leaned over and kissed him back, all very gentle and slow.
We just kissed for a while before Steve suggested we have a shower.
I was really curious and horny by now so we got undressed in front of each other or actually I got dressed in front of him. I expected us to get undressed at the same time, but instead he stood there watching my every move. I took off my watch and put it in my pocket then kicked of my Nikes, then unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. I pulled the white t-shirt over my head and the coolness of the room made my nipples tighten.
I hesitated for a second or two as Steve watched me with his arms folded across his chest before I unbutton and unzipped my Levis and let them drop to the floor before stepping out of them.
I was now left standing in white sports socks and my baggy boxers. Self-consciously I removed each sock and thrust them into the Nikes. Then turning my back I pulled my boxers down.
I felt really embarrassed having to bend over to pick up my boxers because it meant showing my ass to Steve. Trying to overcome my nervousness, I turned round to face him completely exposed while he was fully dressed.
Steve stood there basking in my nakedness until I got really nervous.
Slowly, Steve started unbuttoning his shirt, one at a time each button going through the hole until it fell open. Then he pulled it off his shoulders and let it slide down his arms and drop to the floor.
As I watched I was so scared that I was trembling. My whole body was shaking.
"Here, let me do that for you," I said as I grabbed the hem of his tight fitting black t-shirt and lifted it up over his head exposing his smooth tan torso. Both of us had fairly average bodies and cocks but i thought he looked very sexy. Fighting the urge to touch his bare skin and I dropped to my knees in front of him. With my face inches from his crotch, I quickly reached up and lowered the zipper of Steve's pants, unbuckled his belt, and the snap.
My face was level with Steve’s crotch, I pulled his pants open. As I stared at the prominent bulge, I hooked my trembling fingers into his belt loops and pulled his tight dark denim down.
With my assistance Steve stepped out of his pants and stood quietly in front of me wearing only a pair of maroon and green striped bikini briefs. When I nervously hooked my fingers in the sides of his bikini briefs and pulled them down to his knees and his cock jumped out and stared me in the face
Both now naked Steve adjusted the flow and the water temperature and then we got into the shower. Standing under the water we kissed in its warmth.
Being very new to sex either with guys or girls, I got the biggest boner right away and it was poking Steve but he just laughed.
I asked him, “Being with a guy is a new thing for me, so if you don’t mind can I have a closer look at your body?”
Instead of saying yes, Steve asked me just to soap him all over because he loved the feel. So starting from the top and moving down I slowly soaped up his chest and arms, before giving him a light back massage.
It was then that Steve suggested that I finish the massage in his bedroom.
We rinsed off, got out of the shower and we went to his bedroom. Sauntered hips swaying across the room, Steve laid face first on the bed naked. With a knee on each side of his hips I started to rub baby oil into his shoulders and back before moving down. Kneading his tight muscles, I massaged his lower back and then moved to his legs. Starting at his ankles, I worked my way up each leg.
By now I was rock hard.
I was intrigued by the sight of his hairy balls between out stretched legs. So as I massaged his upper leg I cautiously ran a finger under his balls, just touching them.
Then Steve turned over and was rock hard as well. His stiff dick pointing at me like an accuse finger, he told me I was a great masseur.
I then lay down and he did the same for me, massaging my shoulders and back. I’d never been touched before and I loved the feel of his hands on my naked flesh.
Steve asked me to turn over. When I did, my cock was sticking up like a flagpole.
Looking down at me with lust in his eyes, Steve asked, “Do you want me to keep going?”
And I said, “Of course.”
Then he leaned down and slowly licked my bellybutton before kissing down further, around the base of my cock, nuzzling his nose in my pubic hair before taking my nut-sack in his mouth. Then Steve sucked first one and then the other of my balls into his mouth, gently rolling them around with his tongue.
I was a virgin and had never been touched by another person before, so needless to say, this was driving me crazy. I had pre-cum seeping from my cock, as Steve slowly wrapped his lips around the circumcised head in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it.
I was in heaven as Steve lowered his mouth over my cock and took all my five inches so deep his nose was buried in my pubic hair.
I could feel my orgasm in about a minute. As Steve kept sucking I started bucking my hips. In my excitement, I grabbed the back of his head and almost violently shoved my cock down his throat. My nose was pressed into my kinky pubic hair and my balls were flopping against his chin. With a grown I tensed up and held myself immobile as I shot into his mouth.
Steve took it all and slowly sat up as I lay back in ecstasy.
I immediately I laid Steve down and tried to reciprocate my pleasure.
It was a very strange sensation holding Steve’s cock in my mouth as I slowly sucked and caressed him back.
It was bigger than mine…about seven inches.
As he’d done for me, my mouth bobbed franticly up and down his shaft with passionate urgency. The soft feeling of skin in my mouth was exciting. I could feel all the veins on the shaft with my tongue and how the soft hood of that cock felt as it rubbed on the roof of my mouth. I started trying to get as much of it in my mouth as possible and started to gag.
The hair around his cock and the odor was pleasant and the feeling of his balls in my hand as I manipulated them between my fingers was exciting.
Steve took muck longer but finally, he let out a grunt and started to cum. “Oh my god,” I roared I took my mouth off and Steve’s cum burst forth onto my face. The first shot hit me square on the upper lip under my nose and caused me to jerk back a little. The feeling was incredibly warm, followed almost immediately by a cooling sensation. The second shot hit me in the left cheek and in my eye. The third shot got my left ear.
Embarrassed I said, “Sorry.”
But Steve just lay back and said, “Hey, you were fantastic.”
Naturally I was very happy.
We just lay next to each other for about half an hour afterwards, caressing each other’s bodies but I never went any further than that and Steve seemed more than happy to have it like that.
Many times after school I went over and played around with Steve as he taught me how to please a man. After a couple of visits it seemed natural to be on my knees between Steve’s outstretched legs. kissing, nibbling, licking and sucking his cock to its full, hard throbbing gives me such a charge…feels so natural, his cock in my mouth. Sucking and playing with his balls to get the maximum load.
Love the taste, warmth, consistency-a little different from time to time that I suck him off. Getting every wonderful drop out just says ‘job well done’ and pure joy. Plenty down the throat, filling my mouth, and some for my face and dripping down my face. A full load covers all the bases. I will admit that the thing that turns me on about having Steve cum in my mouth is that it's so 'dirty.'
I know that for most people it would be viewed as wrong to let another guy cum in your mouth so I get a thrill out of being so nasty and doing something taboo. That's a big part of it. I also like that it's submissive to allow another guy to shoot his load in my mouth.
I really like it when Steve asks me right before cumming, “You want this warm cum don't you?' or something similar.
Actually he can use cum talk all the way through the blowjob. I never tire of hearing him talk about how he’s going to give me a thick load, squirt all over my tongue...etc.
Hearing Steve moaning and thrusting, his hard cock, swelling and twitching then getting that first taste of warm cream is just a turn on all the way around. It’s like a reward for a job well done and there's something satisfying about making Steve totally lose control and be out of his mind with lust.
Of course there is the taste and consistency of cum too. There's nothing else like it. When it's good, it's so good. Warm, creamy, and thick or thin, they each have their own merits.
When it's bitter or just tastes nasty then it's kind of a turn off but I still like knowing that I made it happen. If it's not so tasty, I can play with it, rubbing it all over his cock head with my fingers. Then if Steve has a really big load, that's the best experience. A small load always leaves me wanting more because I really prefer to swallow some, have some squirt on my face and then rub the last few drops on my lips for Steve to watch. You can choose how much to swallow with a big load.
I enjoy being Steve’s private cocksucker. I just love the idea of lowering myself to my knees and having a Steve spread his legs and spew his cum in my mouth. Just the consumption of his cum turned me on.
But he later Steve moved to another city and I haven’t seen him since, but he does e-mail me and say hello quite often.
Because I’m too shy to be the aggressor Steve was the only guy that I ever had sex with because now I have a beautiful girlfriend Ashley who has shown me everything about making love to a woman.
By the time I was fifteen Ashley’s puberty was mostly a memory. Four years later her breasts had developed to a somewhat small but very firm size with two perfect eraser type nipples surrounded by quarter-sized aureole. She still had rather small boyish hips but with my long legs and slender frame but I felt that she looked OK anyway. Besides, what had started as a little tuft of pubic hair had since blossomed into a perfect triangle of thick public hair that protruded a good three inches out from her flat abdomen and completely covered her pussy.
Anyone doubting her maturity would think otherwise if they had ever seen her bottomless.
I love being with Ashley but every time I get an e-mail from Steve I find myself thinking about being on my knees with his dick in my mouth. So if in the future a bold guy comes on to me…who knows…I maybe on my knees again sucking a dick…one can only hope.