A history of my early sex discoveries

by jon martin

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I love a lot of things.  I love a medium rare steak slathered with garlic butter.   I love Mahler symphonies and Steven Sondheim musicals.  I love the rumble and gurgle of my Darth Vader black Mustang when I start it up.  But more than any of these I love a nice  hard dick up my ass.  My first time getting sucked and fucked was a long time ago but this is how I remember it happening.  And be aware I am taking the long way around.

I grew up an AF brat.  My dad was a fighter pilot.  A grown up version of Top Gun. When he returned from a practice (or real) mission he came home all sexed up and ready to give mom a good fuck.  They were well matched and mom enjoyed getting fucked as much as dad loved fucking her.  They were both very open about sex and answered all my questions truthfully.  When I first started jerking off, I just shot my load on the sheets and went happily off to sleep.    Mom noticed this and told dad to have a "talk" with me.  

Dad;  "now that you are masturbating Jon you.....what??

Me;   "what is masturbating?"

Dad;  "ok, let me be blunt here.  pounding your pud, choking the chicken, hand job or       whatever guys are calling it these days.  You know what I'm talking about, right?

Me;  "you mean jacking off, right?"

Dad;  "right!!   So mom is asking you not to cum on the sheets.  It stains."

Me, puzzled;  "My buddy John likes to cum in his hand and lick it off.  Should I do that?"

Dad, eyes wide, mouth open;  "He does that?  Wow.  Never heard that one before.  I guess it couldn't hurt anything but I was thinking more of a "cum rag".  A towel or wash cloth you can unload on and then rinse it out later."

Me;  "Terry's dad gave him his old fleshlight when he got a new one.  Would you get me one of those?  Terry says he just has to rinse the jizz out after he cums."

Dad;  "Jeez, I'm starting to wonder who is teaching who here.  Just do what you have to do to keep from staining the sheets, ok?  And I am NOT buying you a fleshlight."

That was about it for sex education at home.  I dutifully got a "cum rag" but found I sort of liked Johns solution; cuming in my hand and licking it off.  Sometimes it was good; thick and grassy tasting but sometimes it was so bitter that I would spit it back into my hand and wipe it on my cum rag.  Why was that I wondered.  So I researched it and found that Pineapple juice was the magic fixer.  Wives agreed that it made giving hubby a BJ  much more tolerable (still not enjoyable) when the cum wasn't bitter.  Mom was a little puzzled as to why I took this sudden interest in drinking lots of pineapple juice (maybe dad never had bitter cum?) but kept a supply on hand for me.  And voila!  I now loved the taste of my own cum.  Thick, creamy consistency with that clean grassy taste and  a very slight sweet aftertaste.  Now I enjoyed jerking off even more knowing that following all that sweating and moaning and physical workout was a nice shot of sweet cum.  Sort of my version of Gator Aide.

And then I discovered glory holes!!   Oh, what joy that was!!  But right now I have to run so let's continue this history story later.

by jon martin

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