A voyage of my discovery

I grew up in a surburban neighbourhood of small town in the UK and the early part of my life was a typical small town boy uncomplicated by sexual thoughts then as too young to think about sex. Girls were just other members of our gang and my favourite was a girl of part Jamaican origins. I thought her very attractive due to her skin colour against the plain white of the other girls. But their was at that age no sexual attraction.

I had mates and schoolfriends and the ones that lived close formed a gang to which we all belonged. Just up the road was a line of terraced houses with an entry at each end and the toilets were across a large yard called " The Backs" which were great for games etc. When I started at the local RC school my Mum who had a grocery shop next to a garage met one of her customers whose lad was a similar age to myself.

It was inevitable that this guy and myself, as very often happens when parents know each other we were thrown together and became great mates. He often came and stayed for the day and his dad picked him up from mine in the evening after my Mum had given him some tea.

One day after my birthday party and all the other guests had gone home. My Mum and Dad and his parents went for a drink leaving us two alone for a couple of hours. I noticed that when my friend bent over in his beige slacks his underwear showed an outline, I had those awful baggy Aertex aereated shorts that meant my cock and balls had no support at all.

I was curious as to what my mates pants were so I asked him and he dropped his slacks to show me his white Y front briefs.

He asked me what I wore and I blushed and dropped by trousers to show my awful pants.

He looked a t them and didn't laugh which surprised me and suddenly as the fly is a vertical one put his hand in and pulled by cock and balls through the hole.

I was shocked as my family were quite religious and you didn't look at your body in that way! He said holding my cock in his hand why his your end showing I didn't know what he meant so asked him he dropped his briefs to show me his penis which I now know was uncircumsized.

He was still holding my cock and balls and then pulled my pants right down knelt down and looked closely examining my shaft and bell and looking where the skin had been cut and still had a stitch underneath.

Neither of us were of the age where we got hard but just played with each other for about half an hour. I was a bit shocked what had happened when I went to bed later as I had never been touched there before, I had never really handled my cock and balls never mind another guy.

We repeated the touching every time we were together.

My mate eventually went at eleven to boarding school so I only saw him in the holidays. in the meantime I was starting to change and develop and I started to grow pubic hair and remember having my first erection followed by cumming in my pyjamas after a wet dream as I hadn't learned how to wank then, and nature took its course. It was about this time my Dad introduced me to his elderly spinster cousin Muriel who Ive visited after school many times.

She was rather eccentric but great fun and lived in a half timbered cottage, she made the most delicious scones I remember.

It was here as she had one of the Catalogues I started feeling I wanted to look at the underwear that was now becoming more revealing and sexy.

I studied the models and looked at the outline of their cocks showing thru the white ones or the thin nylon briefs which were just starting to appear. Id get hard in my pants and wank off looking at their bulges in underwear and speedos. Without really realizing why.

My mate returned a few weeks later for the summer holidays and he stayed a couple of nights at my aunts, one evening when she was out with my Mum without warning he undid and pulled down my trousers and pants and before I could stop him took me in his mouth and licked and sucked all my shaft and ran his tongue around my bell, within seconds I was rock hard and feel myself starting to pulse ready for cumming. I warned him but he ignored me with a gasp I ejaculated and he took it all in his mouth, It was fantastic, he told me a lot of the boys do that for each other at the college.

He then said its your turn and stripped naked, his cock already hard and I knelt as he had done and he shot into my mouth but I choked and his cum ran down my cheeks. That was the first time Ive ever taken a guys cum.

We did it every time he was home in the holidays.

Once at his house he had a large kitchen and a table that took a full size snooker table. His Mum and Dad had split and every Mon his Mum helped with Bingo at the Church. So he asked me if I would like a game of Snooker and I said yes.

After a couple of games we decided to have fun with it and everytime one of us potted a ball the other had to take something off.

Each Sock then shirt then vest then trousers till we were just in our briefs, both white and tenting by then, to make it last longer and more teasing, we first pulled the briefs to just above our pubic hair line and then the back half way over our butts, then reveal our bottoms completely the front resting on our rock hard shafts.

He was a better player than me so I was first to be naked. What now I said as he potted the final ball, He whipped off his briefs and knelt and took me in his mouth again only this time. I held back and he squeezed the knob each time he felt me near.

When he eventually let me come my leg shook and I orgasmed and he shoved his wet finger deep into my butthole, I returned the compliment but we never actually fucked. This was in the late 60s early seventies and the gay scene was very much underground and unknown to those of us who didnt mix in it.

We pleasured each other till he went further afield to a more distant college and our parents lost touch.

Ive never forgotten him and often wondered where he ended up. We both married as it was the done thing and what I parents expected although I had many gay experiences but was actually well into my forties before anyone actually entered me. Even so I often wonder if it had been the present if we would have become partners.